I waited at the arrivals lounge with sweaty palms and a ridiculous bulge in my crotch. It got me a few raised eyebrows but I put on a resigned smile and mumbled “spontaneous erection” to anyone who looked like they were about to ask. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Mitchell walking down the stairs. No escalator for that guy. He smiled and walked over and pulled me into a tight hug. His eyebrows went up.
“Problem again, Mister Richardson? You really must get that checked. I have to tell you; Nancy gives great fashion advice. I’m assuming you called her for an opinion?” He raised an eyebrow again.
“Witch. You scare me with how much you seem to know. Good to see you. Let’s grab your luggage and go.”
He laughed. “I’m wearing my luggage. I travel light. We’re close to the same build. I’m su
