Alex holds my hand as the plane lands, despite the fact that I have a death-like grip on it. He is still holding my hand as we make it off the plane & towards the Luggage Claim. For some reason it feels natural even though we only met less than 24 hours ago.
As we are waiting for our luggage, we can’t help but laugh & feel a little sorry for the lady who is traveling with her two kids. She can’t seem to control them & take care of her luggage too. We giggle quietly as we head out the door to try to get a cab to the hotel.
“Ok! Now to find a cab!” I say to him, still smiling.
"Does that cab look good?" he asks, pointing to a cab that is coming to us.
"Yes, but there is no way we are going to get it! I mean, there are so many people…ALEX!" Suddenly Alex did the craziest thing I have ever seen! The crazy idiot just jumped out in front of the cab. It stops suddenly and I try not to go into panic mode!
"Madam… your cab awaits," he says to me, bowing slightly as he opens the door.
"That was crazy, Alex! You could have died or…" I start, but he cuts me off with a mind blowing kiss. Wow! Just…Wow! Damn this guy can kiss! What is it about him that makes me want more? Well I have a few days to ponder that thought, among others.
"Just get in, babe," he tells me. He puts our bags in the trunk and hops in, sitting close to me and taking my hand in his again. I give the cab driver the address to the hotel & we start off.
As we drive through the city, I point out different things he might be interested in & suggest several places that we can go to see, such as several of the castles & Loch Ness. “What?” I ask, suddenly realizing he’s looking at me with an odd _expression.
“I like the accent,” he tells me, smiling.
Oh just great! I’m not in Scotland 1 hour & I already have my accent back! “I’m sorry. You must be having trouble understanding me! I’m so sorry. I’ll try to keep the accent down,” I tell him, embarrassed.
“No, I like it. I’m not having trouble understanding you at all. It’s different, sure, but I like it. It fits you,” he says, leaning into me again.
Oh no, he’s gonna kiss me again! Damn! I could definitely get used to this kind of attention from him, I think as his lips touch mine in a soft kiss.
Just as that soft kiss begins to deepen, we feel the cab stop & the driver announce that we have arrived at the hotel.
“Damn,” I hear Alex whisper.
“It’s ok. Let’s go, so I can get to my room & take a shower!” I tell him.
We are laughing as we make our way up to the ornate front desk. Yes, my family pulls out all the stops when they bring me over to visit! First class airline tickets & finest hotels. My laughter dies suddenly when the desk clerk speaks the unthinkable.
“I’m sorry, Miss Synklaire, your Uncle couldn’t get your reservation this time.”
“WHAT!? Now what am I gonna do?” I panic.
“You stay with me in the penthouse,” Alex tells me. He turns to the clerk and shuts him up before he can say anything else. “End of discussion, no arguments. She stays with me.”
“Yes Sir, Mr. McLean,” the clerk says & hands him two room keys. “Enjoy your stay.”
