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••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• FIA Fia bounded out the door as soon as she saw Michelle pull in. A curly mop of short brown hair eagerly rushed out of the car while it was still moving.
"Careful you incontinent dick!" Michelle said, changing the car into park.
Fia didn't even notice her friend yapping at her boyfriend, because she ran right for James' arms. A smile was permanently plastered on her face as she jumped into his strong arms, his smell enclosing her nose into a warm hug.
"Hi my love." He whispered into her ear as he twirled her around in the garden, her legs flying through the air.
"Oh." She sighed when he put her down, but his arms still stayed secured around her. "Oh, Jamie, I missed you so much."
His hands gently moved from the small of her back to her chin, as he pulled her face up to reach his. He kissed her passionately.
How Fia missed his lips. Her heart was beating so fast from the excitement. She was so happy to have him home. She felt at peace.
"Boke. Boke. Projectile BOKE." Erin exclaimed as she lugged his suitcase out of the back seat. Michelle threw it on the lawn.
"Here you go, hobo. Grab your shite."
But James didn't hear, he was so focused on the beautiful girl in front of him. He let her go to get a good look at her, her hair long and soft around her shoulders, his cricket jumper thrown over her , making it look like she had no shorts on. Fia jumped up and down, and eventually right back into his arms.
"How was your trip? Oh I know, you've told me over the phone many times, but I just can't wait for you to tell me. I'm so happy to have you home!"
James chuckled, kissing her cheeks, then her hair, then her forehead. He couldn't get enough of her. He was addicted.
"Okay. I'm done. I cant watch this anymore. It's like the intro to a porno film." Michelle exclaimed. "We'll be inside when you two are done fucking in the garden."
Fia and James rolled their eyes. James heart melted when his beautiful girl looked up at him, her blue eyes gleaming. God, he loved her.
Taking her hand, and his suitcase in the other. The couple headed towards inside.
"I have such a good surprise for you." She said, nuzzling into his shoulder as they walked. She was trying to hide the tears in her eyes. But James saw.
"Don't cry, Fi." He wiped her tear as they stopped at the front door. "I'm home, my love."
"I know." She smiled widely. "They're happy tears."
"Okay, phew." He joked. "I thought you were upset to see me."
"Never." Fia laughed.
Martin and Deirdre greeted their nephew at the door with hugs. As much as they never would admit, they were both happy to have him home. He added a sense of security. They retreated into the kitchen to finish making supper while the kids went into the living room. Orla would be there soon, who was finishing her aerobics, as well as Clare, whose bus was arriving shortly.
