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Milly XxX
37. Can I kiss you?
"Reets!" Iain called out the moment he saw the blonde haired nurse dragging her bags through the arrivals gate. The smile on his face was larger than ever. He ran over to her.
Rita had been away for 2 years and 3 days, not that Iain had counted every single one. She had completed her course with flying colours, now to be addressed Miss Freeman - she was the equivalent of a FY1 doctor without the surgical aspect - she had returned to Holby, Hansen hiring her back without a second's hesitation.
Rita spotted him and smiled, she left her bags where she stood, not caring about anything other than reaching Iain. This was the first time they had seen each other in person since that teary goodbye 2 years previous. Iain had tried to come visit on his holiday but his flights had been cancelled in unfortunate circumstances, the next year Rita's own holiday back to England being cancelled when she was called away to a conference that failing to attend would have meant her failing her course. But the pair had skyped almost every day, and were closer than they had been before she left, they knew everything about each other, if Iain had had a bad shift, or Rita had struggled on her course that day, the other would answer they call no matter what time of day it was.
Rita and Iain slowed as they got close, the reality of the situation hitting them. This was it. This was what they had been waiting for. After 2 years they were back together.
"I cant believe its actually you." Rita laughed, reaching out to touch his arm, not fully aware if this was a dream or not.
"Your hair, it's got blonder." Iain stated, looking her up and down, recalling how she used to look.
"The sun. It's strong out there." Rita muttered, blushing.
The pair just stared at each other for a minute or so, taking in the presence of each other, seeing how they had changed, noticing every detail that had failed to be be conveyed over Skype,the details that could only be translated in person. the freckle pattern on Rita's nose had changed ever so slightly. Iain's eyes a brighter more vibrant green than she had remembered and the resolution of camera's failing to pick up the slight copper tones that ran through his iris.
Rita smiled as Iain caught her looking into his eyes, letting out a slight laugh. Iain grinning back at her, a real smile, his eyes glinting too.
"This is so surreal." She said.
"I can't believe you're actually here." Iain said, "I've waited so long for this moment, I've prepared speeches and everything! But now its come to it, I don't know what to say, nothing I've rehearsed feels right." Iain admitted, blushing ever so slightly with his confession.
"Ditto." Rita laughed, "Can I ask you something?"
"Anything."
"Can I kiss you?" Rita asked nervously. Despite their relationship status before she had left and their frequent talks and promise to wait, Rita wasn't sure where they both stood on the physical side of things, everything over the past 2 years had been the emotional side, the side where they talked, became the best of friends and knew everything about each other.
Iain looked at her for a moment, Rita took his hesitation to mean she had over stepped the mark, assumed he would want her in that way still, her head fell towards her chest. Iain caught her chin with his index finger, his lips pressed to hers before she knew what was happening. Shocked she didn't have the chance to act upon his advances.
Iain pulled back when he didn't feel Rita respond after a moment. Rita recapturing his lips seconds later. Slow and tender at first, the kiss soon grew heated as Iain bit down on Rita's lip, Rita's hand made its way up to Iain's hair and started to tug on it. The pair enjoying the familiarity of each other's mouths and the sweet taste of each other; not distorted with tears as they had experienced last time.
Rita pulled away first, remembering where they were and in much need of air.
Their foreheads resting together, breathing slowly returning to normal.
"Never ask if you can kiss me again." Iain told her, pressing a kiss to her lips after every individual word.
"Noted Mr Dean." Rita smiled, catching the glint in Iain's eye.
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