She had anxiously been awaiting this moment for almost a year. She felt her thighs shaking from the nerves and she rubbed her sweaty palms along them, remembering his words, "I can't wait to run my hands along your sexy legs, baby." Thoughts like that sent shivers down her spine, and there were plenty of thoughts like that.
She had seen scenes just like this one in a hundred romance movies before. The airport scene, where the lovers run into each other's arms and embrace for a kiss. She knew better than to expect movie magic, but that didn't stop her from dreaming about it. A woman came on the loudspeaker, announcing that flight number 204 had just landed and would be exiting through terminal 8. She looked up at the number above the terminal closest to her bench. 8. He would stroll out of that door at any moment.
Autumn had loved Johnny from the moment she met him. Met, a term she used loosely. They met online, on a random chat site. They instantly fell in love. They spent every moment talking together. They skyped and called and texted. They found online sites where they could watch videos together. They played online board games. They were infatuated, and although they never truly got to touch each other, they were more intimate with one another than they had ever been with another soul. Fuck what people thought about meeting online. It was a blessing to them. And now, as he was back from boot camp, it was finally time. All of their plans were about to come alive. He flew up to Seattle to finally hold his love. Autumn's stomach was uneasy, she had never felt so nervous before.
Just when she thought she might be sick from the nerves - there he was.
Strolling out of terminal 8 in his dress blues. He was so gorgeous she almost couldn't breathe. He saw her right away, and that big smile spread across his face, and instantly his teeth went down to bite it, like it always had. Autumn stood up, a bit wobbly at first, and walked over to him, and looked up, exactly a foot, into his eyes, tears began to well up in them. He reached down, and put both his hands on her cheeks, her eyes instantly closed to his touch, and tears began to fall down he smiling face. "Hey, Sparky." he whispered, "I'm home."
Before she knew it, it happened. His lips met hers, for the first time, she felt what she had only dreamed of for the past 11 months. His full, warm lips against hers. It was like a high, she never wanted to come down from. The heat spread all over her body, and she hungered for more. But she resisted. The sweet innocence of that first kiss would be enough for now. She took his hand, and began to lead him out of the air port.
He began to tell her all about his flight, and although she loved his stories so much, all she could focus on was the tone in his voice, rather than the words. Like a sweet song. She watched his lips move, she laughed when he did. But she was in shock that he was finally hers. They got in her car, and started the long drive home.
It was dark by the time they were in her town.
"Are you hungry?" She asked Johnny.
