"I would think that most people would like kissing someone who can make it that much better," Emma complained, wrinkling her nose at him. "You just had to be difficult, didn't you?"

It was said in a teasing tone, however, laced with amusement and affection. Being afraid of her power was still kind of like being afraid of her, but Emma would take a compromise on this one. "You'll just have to promise me that you'll empty your dance card for an evening, once this is resolved to your satisfaction."