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Families had started to arrive, and passengers came up to their baggage claim carousels. It wasn’t crowded as people walked past me, but I suddenly wished I had a way to make myself more visible to him. I didn’t want him to miss me.
I saw Bennett first, with his guitar case strapped to his back, and then Chase, carrying his drumsticks and a large black bag on his back which I assumed was part of his drum set. I swallowed. If they were here, Elliot had to be close. Jameson came into view next, his cell phone up to his ear, most likely talking to Macy. But still no sign of Elliot.
“Jamie!” Bennett called, making his way over to me. “You made it.”
He wrapped his arms around me, giving me a hug, which was completely unexpected.
“Did you expect me to be late?”
“Ha, no . . . I just thought you would pick us up outside, not come in the airport.”
I narrowed my eyes to him. “You obviously don’t know me very well.”
“I guess I’ll be getting to know you more though . . . right?”
“I hope.”
He wiggled his eyebrows at me and nodded toward the hallway, “He’s coming. The plane had no room for his guitar, so they had to put it under, he was waiting for it at the gate.”
“He let them take his guitar?”
“I know, right? Shocked us too. Meet you at baggage claim?”
I nodded, and then turned my attention back to the hallway, right in time to see Elliot walking out. His hair was a mess, just like I liked it, and his black button up shirt had the sleeves rolled up with his tattoo fully visible. He wore his signature jeans and converse shoes, with his guitar swinging at his side, and I swear the moment our eyes locked, I stopped breathing. His smile grew when he saw me, and his pace picked up from a casual walk to a jog.
Go to him you idiot, meet him halfway.
But my legs were frozen, watching the man I was madly in love with weave through people to come up to me. He put his guitar on the ground first, not stopping for a moment but bending just enough to grab my waist as he stood, lifting me and spinning me around. My arms wrapped around his neck, and I buried my face in his neck. His smell—I didn’t think I’d ever miss his smell.
“You’re here,” he whispered as he gently set me back down on the floor, his lips instantly meeting mine. How I lived all this time without his kiss I’d never know. The way he melted into me, his hands cupping my face and bringing me closer to him, the chills that ran up my spine and the warmth that came with him. I loved this man—all of him.
I broke the kiss to tell him those exact words, but he spoke first.
“I’ve missed you,” he whispered.
“Elliot,” I muttered back, hoping I had enough breath left in me to tell him I loved him.
“I love you, Jamie,” he said, making my knees turn to butter. If he wasn’t still holding onto me, I would have melted onto the floor. “I love you; I love you.”
“Elliot shut up,” I laughed, loving the words he was saying. “Let me say it too.”
He stopped, pinched his eyebrows, and put his forehead against mine. He took a deep breath, ready and waiting.
I touched his hands on my neck, moving them to his shoulders before whispering, “I love you.”
Not a second later he kissed me with everything he had, the kiss that I had had all those months ago, the kiss that brought me to him in the first place. He broke the kiss, leaving me wanting more, as he gently gave me a butterfly kiss.
“I have so much to tell you,” he said. “Please tell me I can take you out tonight?”
I slumped my shoulders. “Or we can order Flying Pie and go to my apartment and never leave my bed.”
“Ooo.” His lips twisted. “I love that idea too.”
“I want you to tell me everything.”
“Then there’s no time to waste.”
“Elliot Daxton!” A bag hit his feet. He pulled far enough away to make me miss the warmth, but the glare at the duffel bag and Bennett’s chuckle pulled me back to reality as the sounds of the airport came back into full volume. “I know you have your girl now, but there’s your bag. Can we please go home?”
