Car on the highway, windows down, spirits high, trunk full, hair flying in the wind of the roof-down red convertible. She was headed for the international airport just on the edge of town. Getting there took a while, but she was entertaing herself. The music blasted through speakers,
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want you leather studded kiss in the scene
And I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
She sang out the lyrics confidently, reaching down to the cup holder. Taking a grip on her sunglasses and casually slipped them onto her face as the sun beamed down at the shining red BMW. She turned off the highway slowly, and headed for the DIPARTURES sign down the road, going about 30m/h as instructed by the sign she just passed. Speeding limits were annoying, they took the fun out of everything. She went into the long term parking area, payed the man the money she owed for her cars stay in the large underground parking and headed to find a spot. Conveniently there was a perfect spot right next to the elevator.
Suddendly a bell boy showed up next to her, a rather cute one as well, "Can I please carry your trolley for you ma'am?" She got out of the car, one long leg at a time, taking the sunglasses off her face and onto the top of her head. She had simple make-up upon her face, but she needed no more. Her face was perfect; clean, smooth, sharp and round, loving and mysterious all at the same time, but her eyes? That was a whole different story. Green and golden sparkle, they were deeper than the deepest ocean. She said to him sweetly, "Yes please" pressing a button on the keys and opening the large trunk of the car. Taking the keys from the key slot just beside the wheel.
The strong boy appeared about eighteen, she smiled to herself then saw him gazing at her past the trunk. He pulled out the plastic cased Hey's green three set luggage bags. She grabbed onto the smaller of the three and he spoke, "So, whats your name?" His eyes were marvelous, the way they would shine in the badly lit parking spot, the way his dark hair hovered over his forehead with a silly little hat keeping it from the blowing wind. "Scarlett, and yours?" he gave her a smile. "Adam, where you off to?" He asked as she walked with him to the trolley. She payed him two dollars to release it, then he pushed it over for her. He placed the large cases on the cart then took the one he was holding gently of course grazing her hand with his stronger touch. She smiled at him and he placed the third on the cart.