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Already counting the minutes as soon as my cab arrives, I text Steve my flight details. I’m kicking myself for not getting May’s cell number last night, so I could call her myself.

But I guess Steve will let May know which flight and when I land.

His reply makes me uneasy, as if he’s gonna be there to meet me after all.

No sweat.

See you soon, Big B!

I should feel bad for even thinking about it, but I really, really just need some alone time with May.

I can catch up with Steve whenever. But the May thing?

This pressing need in my fucking jeans?

Thatneeds working out and fast. Kinda needs my full attention right now, sorry, Steve.

I could text and ask if he’ll be there, but I don’t wanna hurt his feelings.

Nor do I wanna sound like a guy just itching to be alone with his daughter, even if it is true.

Remember…Play it safe. Take it slow. You’ve got time.

Try telling that to the rising lava in my nuts.

The airport, my flight, and the connecting flight are all blurred.

I always get stared at as a big, tall guy. But the looks I’m getting make more sense once I realize I’m still grinning like a maniac at the thought of seeing May again.

And those airline tires don’t screech onto the tarmac for the last time quick enough.

I'm back home in what seems like minutes, thinking about her the whole way from the west coast.

The most northeastern point of the country, and if all goes to plan, it’s where I’ll stay from now on.

Being head and shoulders above even most tall people, I figure spotting May will be a cinch.

Even if I just followed my instincts, I’m sure I’d have no trouble finding her.

I can already feel her close to me again, like iron filings to a magnet.

But I don’t see her, and making sure I sent the right flight details, I check I’m at the right gate….

Nothing. No May.

And just when I’m about to give up all hope, I hear a familiar voice, followed by a firm clap of his hand on my shoulder.

“Big B! You made it!”

It’s Steve.

I return his slightly awkward embrace. I’m using my bag to cover my front.

My dick was already expecting May. My mind becomes confused by seeing Steve here without her.

“Gee, it’s good to see ya, man…,” Steve continues.

I’m glad to see him too, I really am. But I don’t make a good first impression by shocking us both with my first question.

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