I smiled and looked around again before responding, “I am right outside the exit, waiting for you.”

I waited a minute but when there was no reply, I put the phone back in my pocket and stared at the exit.  It seemed like an eternity before I finally saw her.  I smiled widely and stood rooted to my spot due to fear and nerves.  I watched her walk out and look around and only once her gaze landed on me did I remember what I was supposed to do.

I walked towards her with a smile and said, “Hi.”

She smiled back, “Hi.”

The half foot height difference was quite noticeable since I had to look up at her but so was how much more beautiful she was in person and how much more intense the urge to kiss her was.  I started thinking about all the things I wanted to do with her: kiss, cuddle, hold, spoon, sleep, wake up, talk, watch horror movies, walk on the beach, eat meals, and so much more.  I couldn’t wait.

I lifted my arms up a little and she stepped forward and hugged me and I hugged her back.  I kept holding her for awhile before finally letting her go, “Hi.”

She chuckled, “Hi.”

I smiled and finally pulled back, “Alright, I guess we should get out of here.”

She nodded and grabbed her baggage, but I grabbed a piece too, “Hey, you don’t have to do that.”

“Yes I do, if I want to do this,” I took her free hand in mine.

“And now I agree,” she chuckled and I led her out of the airport and to the car.

My dad hopped out of the car as he saw us approach and opened the trunk of the car for us.  We all loaded up the luggage, and by that I mean they did, and then we all loaded into the car, with me and my love in back.  Once we were both buckled in, she took my hand again.  I was suddenly nervous again though, but my father wasn’t so he was able to converse with her.  But being the sweetheart my baby was, she continually squeezed my hand and made little faces at me to make me smile and giggle.  It made me fall a little more in love with her each time.