I wanted to be sure, of course. I might be talking to the wrong person. But when he turns around at the mention of his what-I-know name, looked straight at me and smiled some seconds later, I knew he’d recognize me. I was wearing the same smile he’d seen in my picture for months.
“Hi,” I continued.
But instead of returning the greeting, he leaned towards me and hugged me tight, almost lifting me off my feet. I did not know he’d be this tall.
“Onyx, it’s you,” he said. I can sense he’s smiling.
I hugged him back. I can almost calculate the largeness of his torso, I tapped his hard back.
“Yes, it’s me,” I replied moments later. It’s not even my name.
I was actually waiting for him to release the hug because it’s becoming really awkward.
“Welcome to the Philippines!” I said, still in his hug, trying to remind him he’s on another country now.
“Yeah,” he replied, pulling me even tighter to him.
I hardly laughed at his actions, it’s making a scene here in the airport.
“And people are looking at us,” I firmly said, telling him it really is awkward.
“Oh!” he exclaimed. Then he released the hug and stepped back holding my shoulders. He looked around and smiled shyly.
“I’m sorry,” he said in his accent, “I was… you know how I really wanted to see you.”
“Yeah, and now you’re here,” I said as I picked up one of his bags, “so let’s get you somewhere else first,” I headed out, “come on!”
Then he picked up his other luggage and followed me out of the hall to the taxi loading area where I had reserved one for his arrival. The driver recognized me and motioned to get the bags I was carrying to the tank. I turned to Boss to help him with the luggage.
“I want to kiss you now,” he said looking straight at me, giving me the stroller.
I tried to look back but he was staring hard and I could not stand it, so I turned to the taxi.
“We just met,” I said.
“True enough,” he laughed.