A week has passed since Tracy came to the office to tell me she is pregnant with my boyfriend's baby. I am on my way to pick up Jason from the airport. Andrew is driving while I sit at the back. Jason's plane should be landing in a few minutes. I am happy he is back. I missed him terribly. I am worried about what will happen when he runs a DNA test on the baby in Tracy's womb. I am praying that the baby in Tracy's belly does not belong to him.
I step out of the car and stand at the end of the stairway of Jason's private plane. As he descends the stairway, the smile on his face is the same one I got the moment my eyes saw him. He walks towards me and pulls me into a hug. He spins me around and showers my face with kisses.
"Jason, stop spinning me," I say, giggling, feeling a little light-headed from the spinning. He drops me back on the ground and captures my lips in a passionate kiss. I kiss him back with the same intensity as he is kissing me. I have missed kissing him.