Chapter 13: Proving Worthy of Love (Loving in the Now)

Once I’d checked in with Willie and Sam and had spent a couple of days thinking about taking care of the property and the equipment I’d need, I took off again for Hawaii. I stopped for fuel again, in San Francisco, spending the night at the Crowne Plaza just to make sure I was in tip top shape when I landed at the airport in Lihue.

Laura was going to pick me up in her little Ford Focus. I wonder how she’ll feel sitting next to Sylvia in the Bentley. That will be a hoot, for a bit, anyway. People get used to things. I gave her directions to the civil air terminal and told her to wait for me at the apron side entrance. The field manager was aware she was my guest.

Our reunion was quite interesting. She approached me on the flight line, as I was checking out the plane.

She held out her arms, standing at the wingtip. I approached her, wrapped her up, lifted her off the ground, and kissed her.

“Put me down. You have work to finish. I love you. I’m scared.” I took her hand and told her to follow me as I did a post flight.

“Laura, it’s just a plane. I need to check it out to make sure we didn’t have any issues on the way over this time. Note I said ‘we’. You heard that, right?” I looked at her. She nodded. I pulled her behind me as I walked around the aircraft. “Sylvia sent me back here to make sure you knew I wasn’t just some big-mouthed slacker. Remember when you asked if she knew of my polyamorous proclivity?” She nodded. “She reminded me a couple of days ago that quite a while back she told me that even if there was another woman around, she still wanted to be in my life. You said the same thing. When I told her the truth about my money and my assets, she threw up. I’m hoping for a better result from you. Would you like to talk over dinner in public, or get carryout and take it to your place, or should I maybe buy groceries and fix you something at my rental? I was able to get the same place out close to you.”

“Chinese, my place. Let’s get your things to yours first, though. Do you have a rental car?”

“Not this time. If I need one, I can call and have one delivered. No problem. I have no real plans except to kiss you again and buy groceries.” I pulled her to me, wrapped her up again, and kissed her. The electricity was still flowing. I was hooked.

“Let’s go buy you some groceries. Your plans are right on point. No need to stop with that one, though. Do you mind if Lana is there for dinner?”

“Not even a little bit, sweetheart. She’s a sweet kid, and we have all the time you want to be together and chat.”

“Good,” she said. “We’ll need that. Soon.”

We stopped off at Foodland and picked up enough groceries and junk food to keep us happy for a few days. I picked up fixings for a couple of nice dinners, a lot of sandwich ingredients, and some chips and beer. Of course, I found her some wine to keep on hand and we took off for the rental house. After everything was put away, she ordered Chinese for delivery, and we took off for her house.