As the plane sliced smoothly through the air she sat, softly smiling to herself. It has been nearly a year since they were first introduced. At this point she could just kick herself for waiting this long to get on a plane to meet him. After all the talking they had done online, spending hours every evening just enjoying each other’s company, and the countless phone calls that had wracked up her phone bill calling to the other side of the country…it was almost as if meeting him in person was just a technicality. They already knew every thing about each other there was to know. That is everything except for what it would feel like to be in each other’s arms. That thought alone had her floating on clouds, even without the plane. Suddenly she remembered where she was as the pilot announced their upcoming decent into LAX. Her heart jumped into her throat as she was suddenly, incredibly nervous.
Attempting to drag her overflowing suitcase off of the conveyer belt she suddenly felt a strong presence behind her. She turned her head to see the clearest, warmest, chestnut brown eyes she had ever witnessed. She had no idea how it had happened but she found herself with her suitcase away from the crowd in the arms of the man of her dreams. He had found her in the throng of people with no difficulty at all. He could pick out her bright red hair from a mile away. She was everything he had expected. Slightly on the shorter side of life, she fit perfectly in his arms. She wasn’t supermodel beautiful but he preferred her attitude to the superficial “beautiful people”. In any case she was stunning to him anyway coming in at 5’4’’ just over 170 pounds she was a bit chubby but mostly fit. Lost in the admiration he had for her glorious body he had failed to realize that they had yet to say a word to each other and the day was speeding on by. He may be content being anywhere as long as he’s with her but spending the day in the baggage claim area was not exactly what he had in mind for her first trip to LA.
