A dream come true

So here I am in Munich airport after much deliberation if I was going.

Turn the phone on and Nina is kindly giving me instructions how to get to Scott’s.

Then this happened.
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In stood in my shitty travelling clothes and down she walks. With THAT smile. I felt myself grinning like a twat. I have a horrid smile. But there she is. She knew when I was landing. I didn’t tell her that and she traveled to meet me. God I love this girl.

Couldn’t be happier. In fact one of the happiest moments I can recall. I know it’s not real but for a weekend I’m going to believe it is.

Nina has changed. There’s a confidence about her. A way. She knows how to banter. Fuck she’s even better than last time.

I say this weekend you’re the centre of my world.

She says no. I should be centre of your universe.

Once again. She’s got me smitten. Before you know it. She is my khaleesi and truth be told she is.

I’m not a weak fool to think being a soppy twat is attractive but she is my khaleesi. Right till the point she needs to make a decision. Then I can do my thing.

We spent the night at Scott and Jodie’s. Didn’t go to bed till 4am. A tired Nina is not a happy Nina. But she’s with me and I with her and I don’t care.

We go to bed and joke about a few things (no sex) even joking that if we move in together we need 2 bedrooms. I’m to sleep alone I summer and keep her warm in winter.

I don’t sleep well being in my trousers. Last time. I did that she insisted I took them off. But it’s late and she said a few weeks ago no sex and I’m fine with that. After all she is khaleesi

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A dream come true

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