“Please return to your seats, and fasten your seat belts.”
The captain’s voice over the intercom jolted her awake. She took a minute to push her slim arms up and stretch out, before relaxing her head against the window again. She gazed out of the window, peering down at the vast expanse of deep blue below her. And the only thing she could think of was his eyes.
Just a month ago, she had seen those eyes for the first time. They were a haunting blue, deep and sparkling. He had flown up to spend a weekend with her; a weekend that still left her shivering.
When she closed her eyes, she could recall his at any time. The light powdery fragrance of his cologne made her dizzy with anticipation. The way his rough hands moved across her body caused her stomach to flutter madly. And the way the two lay together, their bodies molded together, made her feel secure.
A crooked smile crossed her lips as she recalled their first meeting. Two total strangers in a chat room, slowly learning about one another. Her friends had even noticed the change in her attitude. She had that perky way of doing things that comes from feeling the warmth of another’s admiration. She was too embarrassed to say where she met him; just that she had a new friend. They did not have to be told. The smile on her face said it all.
It had all culminated a month ago. Eight long months of speaking through a PC, followed by phone calls that lasted well into the night. Exactly four weeks earlier, they had finally taken the plunge, and he had flown to her. She had numerous plans for them, but most of those plans were dashed the minute he showed.
Tall and handsome, he was everything she had come to expect from their talks. They spent the entire weekend close together, her hands trying to memorize every subtle nuance of his body. She loved how he did little things for her. His eyes never left hers. She would make him laugh and blush at the same time. He seemed to be a kaleidoscope of colors and visions to her. Surprising her at every turn with his humor, his charm, and his sensuality.
“We are beginning our descent into Maui – Kahului Airport. We are currently ten minutes ahead of schedule, and the temperature is 79 degrees and sunny. We hope you enjoyed flying American Airlines.”
The captain’s voice again shook her from her thoughts. Her stomach was actually quivering, knowing that he would be there waiting for her.
The plane glided down, coming to a stop at the terminal. She rose from her seat, unclipping her seat belt, and after grabbing her carry-on bag, made her way down the aisle. The terminal was an open air terminal, and she squinted as the afternoon sun shone down on her. She stepped to the side of the throng of people moving away from the plane, and took a minute to smooth out the summer dress she was wearing. Her mahogany hair was down, and cascaded over her shoulders. She took a deep breath, and filtered herself back into the line.
The tunnel from the plane opened up into the terminal, and she paused for a second, glancing around. Her eyes finally fell upon him.
He was standing in the back, against the wall, and the minute their eyes locked, he began walking gradually towards her. He was wearing black slacks, a deep blue dress shirt, and a yellow tie. She smiled shyly at him, her body tingling as he grew closer. They finally came together, and she dropped her carry-on, melting into his arms. She felt his muscular body beneath the pressed shirt, hard and unyielding, and tried to mold herself to him. She was vaguely aware that people around her were watching them, but she did not care. Their looks went unnoticed as she squeezed him tightly and she felt his arms pick her up off the tiled floor. She pressed against his body, taking in the heat that radiated from him. He stopped and finally set her back down to her feet. A slow smile played across his lips, and his eyes twinkled as they searched hers.
“Who would have ever thought that a month would have taken so long?”
She giggled and hugged him again, a quick squeeze as his hand reach down to grab her carry-on bag.
“It did feel much longer.”
He placed the strap of her carry-on over his shoulder, and held his hand out. Her small, delicate hand nestled inside his, their fingers intertwining in doing so, and they made their way down the terminal. Her other hand played across the two that were tightly woven together, and she leaned against him as they walked. They chatted briefly about her flight down as they moved towards the baggage carousel. She pointed out her suitcase, and he feigned mock weakness as he scooped it off the transport belt.
“Jeez, how long are you staying?”
She giggled again and smacked his arm.
“Just four days, unless you want me longer.”
He hefted the suitcase and grinned.
“I think you brought enough to stay a month.”
They both laughed and he pointed down the terminal to an exit door.
“I am down that way, in the north lot.”
She took his hand again, and they made their way down the terminal.
“So, what do you have planned for me?”
He simply smiled.
“A surprise.”
“No hint?”
Her hands caressed his as they walked, her slim fingers dancing gracefully over his skin.
“Soon enough…..soon enough.”
She sighed and pouted for his benefit, and then smiled. They walked along casually, her body tingling again to be near him. Her hand nestled in his again, playing with his wrist, her fingertips gliding across his skin. She squinted again as they made their way outside. The mid afternoon sun was bright and there was not a cloud in the sky. A gentle breeze ruffled the palms standing near the parking lot. He slowed as he neared his jeep, finally turning and smiling to her.
She smiled back at him, and moved against him again. He leaned down, and their lips met softly. She moaned softly into his mouth as his tongue teased hers, shivering slightly as his lips moved to her ear. He gently broke the contact, and looked back at the jeep.
Her eyes followed his, and her heart melted. On the top of the jeep, there were two surfboards. One was his, she knew, from the coloring and size. A standard shortboard, bright white with a dark blue stripe running down the middle. The other was simply a deep blue, slightly smaller than his. She took in the length of the board, noticing it even was cut like the one she had at home. She took a long deep breath, before turning to face him. “My surprise?”
“I hope you don’t mind. When I was at your house, and you gave me the tour, I saw yours in your garage. One night, I walked around for a little fresh air, and took a closer look at it. I saw the special cuts you had on it, and wanted to get it as close as I could. They just finished it three days ago. I hope it fits you.”
She rushed against him and hugged him as tightly as she could. She could hear his voice continuing.
“I know how much you take pleasure in escaping to the ocean. I just wanted you to enjoy everything about this weekend.”
Her head rested against his chest, and she took a long deep breath before lifting it to look up at him. His eyes were soft, and he bent down and kissed her forehead.
“Come on, let’s go surfing.”
With her bags in the jeep, they pulled out of the parking lot, and made their way down the road, circling around the southeastern side of the island. She held his hand while he drove, and listened to him as he pointed out various landmarks.
They arrived at Fleming Beach about forty minutes later. The wind was a little stronger here as it swept in off the water. A white sand beach seemed to stretch for miles, and looking out at the water, she saw breakers rolling in. Her face turned slightly pale, as they seemed larger than anything she had ever surfed on. He seemed to sense her apprehension, and nuzzled her from behind.
“Don’t worry. I won’t let anything happen to you.”
She bit her lip, and looked back at him.
