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“Dude, this is cute and all, but I need to catch my plane.” A random young guy hands me back the poster board I gave to him.

It’s a perfectly reasonable response. I’m the one out of my mind here.

I pace around one more time until I notice people in the tunnel connecting the tarmac to the airport.

“They’re here,” I hiss under my breath. We get into position and the strangers helping us gather close.

I see the familiar warmth of Holly’s brown eyes, scanning her surroundings. At first she smiles blankly in our direction, likely just admiring the signs she thinks are meant for someone else. Then she stops dead in her tracks when our eyes lock.

“Nick?” She whispers in confusion. Her eyes flash to Kris and Klaus. “Oh my god!” She drops her bag and comes running to us. Then she stops dead in her tracks and brings her hands to her mouth. My entire body is vibrating with excitement and nerves. She’s read our signs.

Be ours forever, wifey?

The three of us drop to one knee in our expensive Italian suits. Tears flood her eyes as she begins nodding ferociously. The crowd starts cheering, but I can’t take my eyes away from her.

We stand up and embrace her. She’s shaking between us. I pull my piece of the ring out of my pocket, just as Kris and Klaus do the same. We got her a three-piece ring that fits three diamonds together in a diagonal line on her finger.

She’s pulling us in for kisses as we fumble with her hand to get it on her. It’s just like her to not care about the ring before she showers us with kisses. I laugh at her sloppy missed kiss that lands on the corner of my mouth while I slide my ring on her as the last piece.

“A thousand times, yes.” She whispers.

Kris scoops her up in his arms and Klaus gets her luggage.

“I always knew you three were airport sign people!” She exclaims as if she’s not being carried through the airport.

I give a hurried ‘thanks’ to the people who helped us, some shaking my hand and then I hurry to catch up. We have one last surprise in store for our new fiancè.

We burst through the doors of the airport lounge. The fateful place where it all started. It’s completely empty, as it damn well should be for the price we paid to rent the thing out.

Kris places her on the table and she brings him in to kiss her deeply. I take in the view. So much has changed in two years. From a complete stranger to our soon-to-be-wife, in the very same spot but two years apart. She brought light back into our lives when the three of us weren’t sure it was even possible.

I pace over to her and hold her tight, then lift her chin and bring my lips to her. “I love you so much, Holly.”

She wipes a tear away. “I love you so much, hubby.”

I smile into our next kiss. Then my smile melts into something less sweet but just as loving. I push my hips into hers. I am so ready to fuck her on the very same table that she introduced herself at.

She moans and pulls my waist closer in between her legs. She’s wearing leggings, not unlike the ones she was wearing when we first met. She’s gotten herself a high-paying career but she’s still the same Holly Holiday.

I bend down and peel off her leggings, just like I wanted to do when I first met her.

“Sink that fucking cock into me right now, Nick.” She unbuckles my pants and pulls out my erection. She’s also gotten a lot more demanding in the last two years. And her commands have never led me astray, so I do just as she says.

I push into her with no warm-up. Each inch sinks in slowly as our eyes are locked in growing hunger.

When I’m pushed to the goddamn hilt inside of her, she holds me to her tightly.

“Stay there,” she whispers.

She contracts her muscles around me and hums in delight as I stay completely still inside her.

“Mm,” she whispers. “I just want to make sure I have each of your cocks memorized by feel rather than sight before we get married.”

My laugh roars through my body, shaking my cock inside her. “That’s a very important thing for a wife to know.” An idea strikes me and I look around.

“Why don’t we test it right now?” I pull out of her and lift her up. I step out of my pants and carry her to the huge glass windows overlooking the airplanes taking off and landing.

I place her in front of the glass, finish undressing her, and bring her arms up over her head and palms flat against the glass. I take my pocket square out and tie it around her eyes.

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