"I am so glad that you waited for me to finish up my exams before we headed home," Roxanna said as she shoved her suitcases into the boot of the taxi they'd hired to take them to Logan International. "I just am not ready to say goodbye to you yet."
"It's not really goodbye, though, is it? We're going to write and call again this summer, and see each other when we can. I wish you could come to Sweden and see Fredrik with me, but I know that money is tight at the moment. I will make certain to take an entire roll of photographs and send them to you, so that you can see how much he's grown."
She nodded as they climbed into the back of the taxi. "I am looking forward to that more than you could possibly know, Henrik," she said as the taxi took off. "I sold my car, since I'm keeping our apartment here for my last year. And did I tell you? The college has managed to find me a roommate, so the cost won't be too exorbitant. Everything has fallen into place, even if I will feel so lonely, being the last musketeer in our lab."
"You could always rejoin the group and see if there are a few people to bring under your wing. I'm certain that there's someone you can work well with, given your sweet, sunny, personality." Roxanna sighed as Henrik ran his hand up and down her arm before clasping her hand tenderly. "I'm so glad that I have a few days before I start my F1 training at St Luke's. I'm not looking forward to dealing with the jetlag."
"I know," she said before she let her head thump down on his shoulder, sighing deeply. "I feel like I'm going to be at sixes and sevens until I'm back in Boston. I want to finish this, but I also want my life to begin." The unspoken with you hung in the air between them, and he nodded a little before letting his head come to rest atop hers. The rest of the drive was quiet, and he paid the tab with the last of his dollars before helping Roxanna take their cases out of the boot and heading into the airport.
It didn't take long for them to get through security and find their gate after they'd checked in, and Henrik left his carry on with her before getting coffee for them to enjoy before their flight left. By the time he got back to Roxanna, she was chattering cheerfully to the person who had taken a seat across from them, and he smiled as he sank down next to her, handing over her cup before sipping at his own. "Henrik, Anne is from the same town I am! Small world, huh?" she said before turning her focus back to Anne. "This is my partner, Henrik. He's heading home to England for good, while I still have a year to finish up in America before I can be home for good."
The woman nodded as she smiled at him. "It's always nice to have something to return home to, though," she said lowly before she got up. "I should probably leave you two alone, though, since it sounds like you're going to be apart for quite some time." Anne waggled her fingers at them before going over to the window and staring out at the planes.
"Trust you to make a friend in the short time I was gone," he teased before he took another swig of coffee.
"I have that sort of face," she replied as she cozied up to him, curling her legs beneath her as she let out a long breath. "You did rent us a room for tonight, yeah?"
"I didn't forget, no. I was only able to get us a place at a cheaper hotel, but I don't think we're going to be doing much other than sleeping in the bed."
"Oh, you were planning on sleeping." There wasn't a question there, and Henrik wondered if he had done something wrong, to elicit that sort of reaction. Quickly, he turned his head, only to see the smirk dancing around her lips. "I had something much different in mind, though it will involve our bed." Henrik cleared his throat a little when her hand came to rest on his upper thigh, her fingers straying dangerously close to his crotch.
"You are a naughty one, Roxanna. We are in public."
"Isn't that the thrill of things?" she asked as she squeezed his thigh before withdrawing her hand. Henrik tried to hold in his moan of disappointment, but a small sound still escaped his lips as he slumped in his seat a little, trying to think of anything other than the luscious delights awaiting him at their journey's end. Roxanna chuckled knowingly and drained the rest of her coffee before rummaging around in her purse and pulling out a small volume of poetry. "I could read you something, if you'd like?"
"That's all right, darling, save your voice for later." Roxanna choked on her breath and he smirked a little himself at having caught her off guard. "Have I told you that I do so love when you mewl my name right before everything falls apart? Or how much I love the way your entire body seems to flush the closer you get to that sweet precipice?"
He couldn't really explain where his words were coming from, but he knew that he was enjoying the way she squirmed in her seat before she swallowed thickly. "Aren't you the bold one?" she asked as massaged her neck a little, that telltale flush starting to spread down her neck and into her chest. "This is going to be our sweetest night together. I want to pick up a bottle of bubbly and some cheese, maybe some fruit. After all, there will be some other appetites we'll need to sate before we fall asleep."
"Of course, darling." They shared a secretive smile before he also pulled out a book to read, quickly losing himself in the story until they began boarding. He helped Roxanna to her feet, and hand in hand they went into the plane, quickly finding their seats. Roxanna slid in next to the window whilst he placed their bags in the overhead compartment, making certain to keep out their books for the journey, though he knew they wouldn't be doing much reading.
"Henrik?" He looked down at Roxanna and nodded. "Would you grab my cardigan from my bag before you sit down? I'm already cold, and we haven't taken off yet."
He smiled as he rummaged through her bag and pulled out the soft pink cardigan, tossing it to her before sliding into their row and taking a seat next to his partner, fastening his belt before placing his book in the pocket in front of him as he tried to make himself comfortable. "Is there anything else that you need?"
"No, I'll be fine. But stretch your legs out in my space, please. I know that you'll just get a cramp if you don't." Roxanna clasped his hand as she smiled at him. "And since we can't join the mile high club, we'll just have to content ourselves with being comfortable." He nodded and smiled as she kissed his cheek, not wanting this moment to end.