We decided that he would wait in London and I would bring Eddie home. There was no point in him flying all the way over here just to ride home in a plane together. He’s been working super hard so that he’s able to have some time off to settle Eddie in.
The plane stops on the tarmac, and we wait as everyone slowly gets off. It’s early afternoon, and we make our way into the airport. Eddie is nearly jumping out of his skin, he’s so excited.
Christopher is waiting by the door, and he laughs out loud when he sees Eddie and rushes him into a hug. I stand and wait patiently.
My turn.
He turns to me and gives me a slow, sexy smile, and my stomach flips. I know that look.
“Hi, Grumps.”
“Hi.”
He takes me into his arms and kisses me softly as he holds my face in his hands. “Come on, let’s get you home.”
Home.
He leads us out of the airport and into the parking lot. “How was the flight?” he asks Eddie.
“It was so great. You should see it from up there,” he gasps.
Christopher laughs as he listens. Eddie’s excitement is infectious.
“Where’s Hans?” I ask as I look around.
“I drove.”
“You did?”
“Uh-huh.” He holds up the key, and the lights flash on a black SUV as it unlocks.
“Whose car is this?” I frown as I look it over.
“I thought it was time I bought a sensible car, now that Eddie is here.”
Eddie’s eyes widen, and his face nearly splits in two with excitement.
“Oh.” I smile. “I’m impressed.”
“In the back seat, kiddo,” Christopher tells him. Eddie jumps in, and I get into the front, and we pull out into the traffic.
“You should see how fast the plane went while it was taking off,” Eddie gasps from the back seat.
Christopher smiles. His eyes flick up to the rearview mirror to watch his excited face. “Yeah?”
“And we got food.” He continues to talk at a million miles per minute.
“What did you get?” Christopher asks.
“Chicken something and then dessert. What was the dessert called, Hazen?”
“Chocolate brownie.”
“Yeah, that, and it was so good I had Hazen’s, too, because she was already full. And I had lemonade, and then the lady gave out hot towels, and I didn’t know what you did with it, but you wash your face, in case you didn’t know.”
Christopher chuckles as he listens.
Eddie keeps chatting away and telling Christopher about every little detail about the flight, and I smile as I stare out the window.
This is a happy day.
An hour later we are still driving, and I look around, confused. “Where are we?”
“This is the back way. There’s heaps of traffic through the city tonight.”
“Oh, okay.” I smile as I imagine Eddie’s face when he sees Christopher’s swanky apartment. I can’t imagine how foreign this must all feel to him. Not that you would ever know it. He’s so excited that he hasn’t shut up.
We pull off the highway and drive up a country road. “This is a real back way.” I frown as I look around.
“I’m just going to call in and pick something up from a friend. He lives out here.”