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cavernous and echoing, full of the possibilities that could come of this meeting. No matter what she did, she just couldn’t get this moment out of her head, she couldn’t stop the potential outcomes, both terrifying and exhilarating at the same time, from invading every moment of her waking life. It was so bad that she dreamed about this moment for the past month.
     
    Dom drew in a breath, trying to steady herself as she walked to the foot of the escalator that people came down on after leaving the terminal. Her hands were shaking as she checked the board. His plane had just landed, that meant that he would be there at any time. She wished she had blown this off like she had wanted to earlier.
     
    She tried to find a place out of the way, hoping that he wouldn’t notice her right away. Dom found a nice hiding spot to the side of the escalators; she knew that if he missed her she might be able to get out of this meeting. She saw his legs ride down the escalator first and immediately recognized them. Some part of her jumped at the sight of those toned legs standing as he lowered more and more into her view. When his head appeared she could see him looking around and she moved further back, examining one of the arrival boards, trying not to look like she was trying to stay out of sight.
     
    It didn’t work. She knew that as soon as she heard his soft footfalls approach her. She turned to face him and he didn’t hesitate. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her towards him. Without saying a single word, he kissed her. It was one of those kisses that can only be given when you have spent a very long time thinking about someone without being able to see them or hear their voice. It was a kiss that tried to pull her into his soul. It was an embrace that was eternal and fleeting at the same time and she didn’t really know how to react. After a few moments of indecision she gave into the kiss, wrapping her arms around him and nibbling on his lower lip. He groaned and tried to pull her closer.
     
    As he pulled away from her, she reminded herself of the child that was growing inside of her. She opened her mouth to tell him about the baby, but just couldn’t bring herself to do it. “What about your luggage?” She asked instead, hoping that her stumble had been covered.
     
    Gregor noticed her, but chose not to say anything. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” He admitted, wanting to reach out and touch her, but resisting the urge. He grasped her hand and led the way to baggage claim. “I’m so happy you came for me. When you didn’t answer my calls or respond to my texts I was sure I wouldn’t see you again.”
     
    Dom was timid. “It’s not that. I just still haven’t fully recovered.” She was avoiding the truth.
     
    “Is something wrong?” He asked her, tipping his head up and looking into her eyes. They were deep and brown full of confusion and fear. He had no idea what the true reason behind her apprehension was, but it concerned him deeply. He used his free hand to brush the hair away from her face. When she didn’t answer he sighed and turned away. “I’m sorry. I was hoping.”
     
    Dominique whispered once again. “You don’t have anything to be sorry about.” She hoped that he would magically know what she had to tell him. She sent up a silent prayer that he would have the ability to read her mind for a few minutes and she wouldn’t have to force herself to form the words, to tell him about the baby.
     
    It didn’t happen, no magical wish granter flew down from the sky and made this easier for her, and he turned away to get his luggage as it started to roll down the ramp. He lifted the bags and placed them down onto their wheels. She started to reach for one but he merely attached them together and started to wheel them through the airport. “I had a question.”
     
    “What?” Dom had never heard him sound so nervous.
     
    He spat out his request. He stammered and stuttered,