The waiting game

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Jaxon I have been waiting for two hours, walking up and down as I count down the seconds. I feel stupid for being here so early but I wanted to be sure that I got here on time and that she didn't end up taking an earlier flight and I somehow miss her. I check the time again, my nerves making my hands sweat as the time slowly ticks by. There is still half an hour left before her flight is supposed to arrive and I am just about ready to jump out of my own skin. I walk to the nearest coffee shop and decide to sit down and try to calm myself. The last thing she needs right now is for me to be a nervous wreck who pushes her up against the wall the second I see her. f**k, I need to calm down. "Anything I can get for you, sir?" The waitress asks, pulling me from my thoughts. "Any chance you

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