Passport to Love

Meet the Parents

Love is an intense feeling of deep affection. Love is when someone feels a high romantic or sexual attachment for. Love is when you care very much for a person, feel deep attraction towards, hold very dear, adore, think the world of, be devoted to, dote on, idolize, worship. It can be a dream to come.

The way she looked forward to the summer end and start of another school year use to be a dream of hers. But as she held his hand close with hers all she could think about was the little time they had left. Her Adventures turned into Romance, and the Books turned into Kisses. Nothing would ever be the same again. Not now and not with Chandler Bing.

The breeze made her shiver under her skin. She wasn't sure if it was because it was cold, or she wanted to be closer to her boyfriend of almost 2 months. It didn't matter for long; right when the wind hit her, Chandler moved his arm more firmly around her body. This whole night began to feel pleasant and relaxing. They had no disturbance or self assurance; every little piece of the puzzle was beginning to fit right into place.

Her eyes were focused on the skyline just above the city as he spoke to her quietly. Her head rested on his stomach, his fingers moving through her hair; both felt graceful in the silence.

"When do you need to be home by?" Chandler broke the comfortable moment with a carious question to make sure he didn't break any curfew of hers. Although he hasn't met her parents yet, a good first impression would not be at one in the morning on a week day in a rusty old pick up truck that you could hear pulling up from a mile away.

"I think I'd rather be here with you." Monica said softly, snuggling closer to Chandler where it was warmer against her body.

"It's getting late, Mon." He whispered through the chilled air.

Ignoring him she stayed put, not making any gesture to head back towards the car "Do you know the feeling where you can just stay there forever and not be bothered?"

He smiled as he knew exactly what she was talking about. "I love you." His breath caught in his throat. He wasn't sure if saying it out of the blue was going to be a natural thing between them. Hearing those three words brought a smile upon his face each time they were said.

Could he say it just randomly?

The smile that was brought to her cheeks had any doubts reconsidered.

"If you are trying to bring me home, those are not the words that are going to do it." She leaned up and placed a kiss on his lips. "But because I love you, I'll go."

He watched as she stood up. "You can't leave now. I'm too in love." He teased, catching her hand and bringing her to his lap.

She leaned forward and ran her hands through his hair to smooth it out. "I'll tell them first thing in the morning."

"And I'll be there that afternoon."

She took a deep breath and nodded.

"Hey, I'm the one that is suppose to be nervous here?" He rubbed his hands down her arms until they met her hands and latched on. He gave her a warm smile "Don't worry, they are going to love me." He kissed her hands

Looking through the stain glass windows she saw no lights on. Maybe that was best. This way she could think of her priorities as to why she was coming home late.

"Everything cool?" He asked when seeing her far off gaze to the darkened home.

Monica glanced back to Chandler and nodded before leaning over "I'll see you tomorrow." She kissed him in a way that had her yearning for more. No matter how late it was, no matter who was watching at that very moment; neither had the energy to break away. The way her lips tingled against his made it feel like their very first kiss. The shock and electricity shot through her as if she was taking off in that same airplane, venturing off to that same height; just 30 thousand feet above. In others words, it was intense.