I Love You from 38, 000 ft.

Chapter 1

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Aquira's POV

          "Aquira!" My head automatically snapped to the direction where I think the manly voice came from. But I still can't see him because of the crowd with their placards on. "Baby, here!" I turned my head a little to the left and saw him... My man.

        "Martin..." I murmured returning his wave with a smile. He smiled back at me and maneuvered himself to the number of people waiting for their own picks. I snickered while still walking when I saw him get hit by a man with a placard over his head. He winced but nontheless resumed walking towards me.

          "Hi babe." He said as he chased for my lips and claimed it fully. At first I thought he would give me only a smooch until he started moving his lips. I felt the responsibility to return and so I obliged. I let go of my suitcase and thrown my arms around his nape returning his kisses with so much love and passion. I missed him so much even if my last flight only took four days of us away with each other. I could also feel how much he missed me with the intensity of his kisses.

          As much as we wanted to make the kiss longer, the people around us starts to get annoyed and kept on saying like 'oh please go get a room' but we just shrugged it off. We didn't want them to ruin our day in anyway.

          "Let's go home." He says then took a grab of the handle of my suitcase and hold my hand with his free one. "You look drained." He commented. "Yeah... I'm so damned exhausted." I murmured sympathetically resting my head on his broad shoulder. "...but still, I'm beautiful, or am I?" "Of course babe you'll always be beautiful as ever." "That's what I thought."

He snickered.

          Martin's car is just nearby the exit so I didn't have to walk as far as twenty meters away from the exit. And I thanked him for that. I know he knows that I hate walking after my arrival. Most specially when I'm wearing these killer hills of mine. It always makes me wanted to kick it off, throw it and then walk bare footed.

          I am still wearing my navy blue uniform. A blouse partnered with two inches over the knee skirt and a nametag pinned on my left chest and a cap. The northeast monsoon makes me shiver as it blows softly to my exposed arms and legs. We does not have snow here but the wind from northeast begun to blow its cold wind. My boyfriend noticed my shivering so he wrapped one arm around my shoulder and caressed it a little. And that simple gesture of him gave enough warm all over my body.

         

          When we got to his car, he first settled my suitcase on his compartment before pulling me to the car's door. He opened it and let me crawled to the shotgun seat before closing it carefully. He was like waiting for me until I buckled up my seat belt before closing it. That's how thoughtful he is since the very first time I met him.