I woke up with extra spring in my step. Jumped out of bed and put on the clothes I had laid out the night before, black capri pants and a black and gold tank top. Walked into the bathroom - brushed my teeth, washed my face and put up my hair. I, of course, had to throw on some earrings or I would feel naked. I smiled at myself in the mirror and headed to my closet.
I open my closet door and immediately fill with joy when I see my bag is packed. I grab some flip flops, pick up my bag and grab my purse.....off to the kitchen.
Every room makes me more excited. In the kitchen I pack up food and drinks, prepare the ice chest. .... I'm literally singing and dancing through the kitchen. Once I'm done I take one more look around to make sure I haven't forgotten anything.
Off to the car I go. ..... my car is full of chairs, blankets, pillows and all the necessary equipment for this camping trip. I have been looking forward to this trip for so long. Alone time with my boyfriend is needed, for both of us.
I get the ice chest into the car, go back in the house to fill up my water bottle.... I'm ready!
Once in the car I set the radio station, put my water in the cup holder and fix my lip gloss. Time to go get my man at the airport. That could very well be my favorite sentence ever. .... going to get my boyfriend.
As I begin the hour drive to the airport I get lost in thought. No man has ever made me feel the way he does. The love in his voice, the love in his eyes and the love in his touch. I get lost in the moments we have together. I consider myself so lucky to of found a man so willing to share all of himself with me. A man that walks through life as my partner. His gorgeous eyes...... goodness I love him.
Before I know it I'm looking for parking at the airport. I now have crazy butterflies, not nervous. ... excited. There must be a word for the extreme, electric excitement I am feeling. My phone just went off.....
Landed
He is here.......
Meet you in baggage claim
I hit send and then realize I hated my response. Why didn't I tell him I loved him.? ...it is all I'm thinking.
The wait is excruciating. The trip from my house went faster. I run my fingers through my hair, look up and I see him coming towards me. I can't take my eyes off of him.
Having those amazing blue eyes must be illegal. ... I'm hooked, completely hooked. He stops right in front of me, takes my face into his hands, stares into my eyes and gives me the most incredible kiss. I don't let him stop. I feel him melt into me. His hands move from my face, running down my body, stopping on my hips. I realize he isn't letting me stop either. He pulls my body into him. I want him now and forever.
