by Steven Wolff
*DING* the fasten seatbelt sign is turned on and the pilot comes on the air to let everyone know they are ahead of schedule and will be landing soon.
“Awww. Can we go again?” Anica jokes.
“Knock yourself out. I'll be waiting for you back at the hotel.”
“Tsk… that would be no fun, not without you,” Anica comments. The sound of the landing gear doors opening can be heard as the plane makes a smooth landing on the runway. Moments later it comes to a complete stop at the terminal as the lights come on in the cabin. They wait until the crowd in the isle moves out before they get up out of their seats.
Mark, being the gentleman he is, brings Anica’s bag down for her and lets her walk in front of him. She holds his hand, looking back at him with a grin like she had just won the lottery. Soon they are out of the tight confines of the plane and inside the more spacious airport. Looking at them laughing and walking together, you'd never guess they've only known each other for less than a day. They head to the baggage claim area and wait for the bags to come out on the conveyor belt. Mark leans over and kisses Anica gently on the lips as she closes her eyes and savors the moment. She then hugs him as he wraps her in his manly arms. Never has she felt like she's belonged more than in her arms.
“Hey, I know this great little restaurant not far from where you’re at called 'La Louisianne.' It serves delicious European food and pastas. How about we meet there for dinner tonight, say 6 o’clock?”
“A second date?” Anica asks with a sly grin on her face.
“Oh, I don't know, are you ready to end this first one?” He says, pulling her into a kiss like lovers do. Anica grins and giggles playfully as they kiss passionately.
“I don't want any of this to end…ever!” Anica says looking him in the eye.
“Me neither. You're pretty awesome and a great kisser.”
“I was going to say the same about you mister.” Anica jokes.
“I'll text you and then later this evening we'll meet up and have dinner together. And if you're good, I'll take you to my place when we're done.”
“Can we skip dinner and just go to your place?” Anica asks.
'ANICA! I can’t believe you just let that slip!?!' She thinks to herself.
“Don't tempt me,” Mark jokes and smiles, playing off what he just heard.
“Hey, I almost realized I don't have your phone number or contact info in my phone!” Anica mentions.
“You're right, that would suck if you didn't show up. What's your number?”
“971-256-1343”
“Got it. I'll send you a test message real quick.”
