Adriana's of course

There was no way could mistake her.

She kissed, or, more accurately, devoured my mouth with hers, conveying on that gesture both the concept of "John I missed you so much" and "I love you".

Her passion didn't burn out quickly, she pressed against your side and kept kissing, her hands wondering all over, like she was reassuring herself it was you by checking if my body was the one she remembered.

It probably went on for a few minutes, that seemed both long but also way too short when you ended.

Your faces were still not more than an inch apart, and the first thing she did was to push up on my head through the glasses, to look in your eyes, and even through them with her soul piercing blue ones.

Yes, in that moment they were more light blue than green, because depending on the environmental lighting and the angle you look at them they range between these two colours.

You wanted to say how happy you were to be with her again, but when I started with. "Love....."

Adriana simply sealed your lips putting on them her index finger, and saying. "Just a minute honey, then I'm all for you, I promise, ok?"

Your reply was a kiss on the finger. You did this a few times, now that you think about it... each couple has its own rituals and gestures I guess, like calling pet names and such (you do that too, she is your Angel and your... ehm... her grumpy bear).

She asked Harry, the silent guy, to bring you two to her agency's offices. He replied with a formal "Yes, of course Ms. Lima", but the tone was a note nicer and warmer than the one he used for me: Adriana could charm a stone, so no surprise.

When she was speaking you had the opportunity to see her clearly, too busy kissing her before.

Adriana was wearing what seemed gym clothes, leggings from the VS Sport line she often does commercials for, an hoodie jacket covering what was probably some sport top with the waist uncovered, since when she moved to peek on the front seats and talk to Harry you could see a bit of naked back peeking out of the pants and the moved up jacket.

Her hair were on a single braid, pretty long and intricate at the back of her head. Our driver took you out of the parking lot and into NYC's traffic, but that morning it didn't seem so chaotic even for a countryman like you.

Now, as promised, Adriana was focused again on you. Your instinct was to just jump on her and make love right there on the backseats, but you had to contain myself because obviously we weren't alone, even if Harry seemed all other then interested in you two, not having spoken once after being asked to by her before.

You talked during the car ride: she express her good mood not only being even more radiant then usual in her beauty but also getting very chatty; You were still in awe for the joy of being reunited with her, to hear her voice not through a phone, to feel her scent again, her smooth skin... besides some more sweet kisses, but not as passional as before, the only physical thing we did was holding hands, just as two lovebirds... as you, in fact, were.

Harry stopped the car in front of a huge building of the 5th Avenue, that had a classic and elegant touch making it stand out over the more modern ones all around. He left you and Adriana there, going away to find somewhere to park, and, still hand in hand, you enter the building.