Chapter twenty-eight

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***Luke's POV***

The traffic was slow, and with every second that passed as I sat in my car the faster my heart was beating. Looking towards the passenger's seat of the car I couldn't help but smile at the bouquet of mint roses... Nikki always thought that red ones were way too cheesy and basic, she loved things that were different. Just like she was. 

    Driving up to her apartment, the fact that her car was parked out front made my stomach crunch... At this moment she was so close. Without even a second thought I was out of my car and sprinting towards her apartment.

    Knocking on the door caused my knuckles to get warm, just touching something that's her caused my skin to react in a million ways.

    The hall was filled with silence. But it only took a second before I could hear the light thumping of footsteps from inside the apartment. I held the roses close to my chest, and I could feel the ever so familiar coolness of a diamond ring around my neck. Hopefully someday soon the ring won't be around my neck but rather wrapped around Nikki's finger.

The footsteps were coming closer, until they stopped, leading me to believe that she had finally reached the door. With a small squeak and a rattle of the doorknob the door finally opened...

***Nikki's POV***

"We are ready to begin our descent into Orlando, Florida. Please secure all carry on baggage, and insure that your seats and trays are in the upright position. The weather is currently 80 degrees and sunny. Let all of us on the cabin crew be the first to welcome you to the city of dreams, home, or best wishes wherever your journeys may take you." The voice of one of the flight attendants rung out on the intercom.

    Looking out the window I couldn't help but smile. I had made it in one piece, and when  I say that I'm not talking about body wise, but rather mentally. I hadn't broken my facade once during the entire 4 and a half hour plane flight. I was so close a couple of times, after all 4 hours in a plane gives you a long time to think... But I didn't let myself break.

    After the plane had finally touched down and we were aloud to leave the cabin, I was quick to collect my carry on and proceed towards the monorail that goes between the terminals. Everything around me felt like a dream. I couldn't believe that I was here doing this right now, 15 weeks pregnant and running away from my famous ex-boyfriend without even a word to anyone.

    The monorail ride was quick and fun, and I soon found myself at the baggage claim. Luckily my suitcase was one of the first to come out on the belt but just as I reached my hand out to grab it, so did one of a stranger. From surprise I was quick to pull my hand back and look towards the person who was grabbing my bag as he pulled it off the belt.

    From what I could guess the man was no older than 20, he was all and built with wavy brown hair that was pulled back. Even though I was slightly annoyed with the stranger, I couldn't help find him attractive.

    "Excuse me, but I think you got the wrong bag, that's mine." I muttered awkwardly as I pointed towards the pink suitcase he had just placed down onto the ground. As he looked up at me, his face was finally able to see his face. The stranger had these beautiful emerald green eyes, and dimples that complimented his wide smile perfectly.

    "No there was no confusion, I am perfectly aware that this isn't my bag. It's yours right?" He chuckled lightly, looking straight into my eyes.

    "Yeah, it's my suitcase. I guess I should have known that no guy would have a bright pink suitcase."

    "Well I'm sure there's some," He chuckled and silence fell between us two as we just stared at eachother, "Anyway I just thought I'd help you since - and don't get offended if I'm wrong - but a pregnant women shouldn't be lifting too many heavy things. And I didn' see your husband around so I just thought I'd help you out while he wasn't here."

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