A year ago, scrolling on Tumblr set forth the rest of my life and I hadn't even realized it. in all honesty, it just happened. Some cosmic force led me to an amazing girl. We have all kinds of things in common, but we also learn new things from each other constantly. Things were well slow, to a point. We kept conversations PG and we showed great interest in one another. To find out later we had pictured the other during sex with other people and sex with ourselves. Long distance always seemed like a bad idea, both of us agreed on this after we were together. However, we couldn't deny we had feelings after two and a half months of talking we finally told one another we liked each other. Well if I'm being honest she knew there was something I wanted to say, but couldn't get out and she took the lead. Mind you I never thought she would and even she was surprised she did.

On a very hormonal day I looked my mom in the face crying from wanting to be with Beca physically (for more than just sex) and told her I'm going to see her in December. Knowing full and well I meant it she told me we would make it happen. And we did. I got to spend two amazing weeks with the women of my dreams. All that and more has lead me to this day. The day I get to drive four hours to pick her up at LAX.

The drive was uneventful to say the least, but it's worth it for this moment. It's been a long six months, not being able to hold my girl in my arms and give her all the kisses the air in my lungs allows me to give in one period of time- it has been torture. I haven't been waiting long every time I check my phone barley two minutes have passed but it feels like hours. I know deboarding can take a while and getting in the building and connected to Wi-Fi can also take some time but I'm impatient. I want my kiss, and I want it now.

My phone buzzes and I almost drop the damn thing 'good going Chlo lets just make it so neither of you can talk to people by breaking your phone.' I finally look at the screen and can't help my smile.

Beca – "That took forever!"

"babe I'm hungry that food was nasty af"

"Oh I landed :)"

I can't help but laugh I knew her picky ass wouldn't like the food.

Chloe- "hahaha told you! Plane food is nasty!"

"Baby"

"You're HERE!"

"We are in the same building again!"

To most couple this probably seems like no big deal but when you're in a long-distance relationship with someone in another country 5,453 miles away being in the same room means a lot.

Chloe- "and of course we can get food!"

Beca- "We're in the same building!"

"Yay! Food!"

"Taco Bell?"

"Babe this line is going to take forever there's like 50 people ahead of me UGH!"

"I want my baby!"

Chloe- "Hell no taco bell!"

"If you want head at all in the next two hours we aren't getting Taco Bell"

"and I want my baby too, it should go fast if every station thing is open"

The response was read but no text back yet but I think she's texting her mom and brother to let them know she landed. If they're still up we'll call from my phone once in the car. I'm just as nervous as I was the first time we met in person. Makes no sense but hey I'm human what can I do.

Beca - "Baby"

"baby"

"Baby!"

Chloe - "Yes baby?"

Beca - "I'm at the front"

"Wish me luck!"

Chloe- "Good Luck!"

I wish her luck though I know shell be fine. Now I feel okay walking up to where she'll come out I've been hanging back didn't want to be in the crowd of people. There's those things from the movie theater to keep the lines together I stare at them thinking 'How much trouble would we get in if I plowed through these to get to her? Probably a lot? Hold back girl it's not your day to go to jail.'

People slowly start coming out of the door and I watching people light up seeing their loved ones. Its adorable but I want my baby out here now so I'm getting bitter. There's a couple hugging each other exchanging kisses I'm jealous of course, a little boy running up to a grandparent, and a couple that looks like they just had a great vacation smiles and all happy. I'm happy for these people the airport is a great place to see real human emotion.

I look back at the line of people coming out of the door and about five people later I see her. Only person in southern California wearing a hoodie in June. It's my girl, more beautiful than FaceTime has done her justice in the last 6 months. She finally sees me and smiles her big smile that few actually get to see. I can only see her at this point the world may have stopped turning I honestly have no idea. All I know is I can see my baby and once she's out of the line barrier I get to hug her again.

I move closer to the end of the line guard without realizing it. I need to get to her now. Finally, she's out from behind it and I grab her waist and bring her in squeezing so tight like the first time and again she tells me "I can't breathe". I look up into her beautiful blue eyes and finally I feel like I'm home again. I smile and laugh at the comment sounding just like it did the first time. She moves her hand to my cheek and looks into my eyes and says "I love you" before kissing me slow. I grip tighter on her waist and pull in closer. We both been waiting for this moment again for what feels like years rather than months.

When we finally pull apart we look at each other and smile. This woman here will forever be my saving grace and in a year from now she will be my wife and I'll get to look into those beautiful eyes and kiss her whenever I damn well please.

"God, you smell good" its heaven hearing her sigh that into my hair after she takes a long inhale and the smell of her is breath taking. "You're stinky." I say as I pull away making a grimace face. Of course, she isn't the smell of her is always my favorite smell it's the smell of home. My home. "Oh shut up." She says before kissing me again.

We turn to walk out of the airport hand in hand. Our relationship is lucky, conversation comes easy, but isn't always needed. Once we reach the car and load her bags in we stop and stare at each other. Both our hand interlocked and smiles that could light the world as we stare at one another. When you live 5,000k miles apart these little moments mean the world. Loading her bag is the start of the amazing three weeks we get to spend with one another.

"Come on get in the car we have to go to the store." I'm right we do we need food and something to drink for back at the Airbnb. "MMMMMmmm can we do that later? Let's just go and take a shower." She's smirking and doing that eyebrow thing that's adorable but also have the power to turn me on. "You're just like a horny teenager! Sex can wait we're getting food!" I say it in the tone she knows she can't sway.

We get in the car and I ask "Do you want to pick the music?" I hand her the aux cord knowing full well she won't say no to this option. Without saying anything she grabs it and plugs her phone in. On instinct, my hand goes to her thigh. It helps me know for sure she's there and this isn't a that I've never heard comes on. It's not bad I actually kind of like it. After her 18hr trip now she has to sit in LA traffic. It's gonna be about 30 min to the store. At every stop, I lean over for a kiss. I love her kisses and will never get enough of them. The song changes to Bruno Mars "That's What I Like" mid kiss, I pull away and start singing/ dancing to the song. She just laughs at me "You're adorable" she says with a beautiful smile. "But hey watch the road."

Finally, at the store I park that car and turn to her smiling "Come on let's go" I already have my hand behind me on the door ready to open it but she leans in grabbing the back of my neck and kisses me. This kiss wasn't soft like the others it was filled with meaning and wanting. She moves her other hand to my leg and grabs with pressure and starts sliding up my thigh. As she gets higher she bites my lip as she pulls away from the kiss. I'm whimpering in pain and pleasure from the bight. She makes it to the top of my thigh and adds pressure right where I've wanted her for the last six months. Close with her lips but not touching mine she making me work for the kiss. As I lean in she pulls back and adds more pressure, I moan "Baby."

Pulling away and opening her own door she says "Let's get food." Leaving me there wet and wanting more. She looks at me through the front window smirking knowing full and well what she's done. I huff and get out of the car heading into the store. I grab a basket and go straight to the frozen food section. Sadly, we only have a microwave at this Airbnb. Mainly we just pick out frozen pizza and a few other things. Grab a case of water and a twelve pack of soda, since after two days in LA we are driving to San Francisco.

I'm still wet and still thinking about her hands rubbing over my jeans wishing it was under. I find the shortest line at the store, I unusually make short conversation with the checker but not today. I want to get out of here and head back to the room. Beca is walking slow though, taking her time, because she knows. Can see it in my walk that I'm having a hard time because of the wetness from what she did. I want her and I want her bad. We make it to the car luckily the Airbnb is across the street. This time it's her turn to have her hand on my thigh while I drive. It's not helping we need to get into the room now.