1 week later
Aliana P.O.V.
Today is our flight to California. I want to meet Nina, Jerome has been telling me so much about her. I was upstairs getting dressed. I had on camo joggers, a black tank top and my tims. My stomach was growing but it wasn't large enough to see that I'm pregnant from far away. I let my flat ironed hair fall down my back and put on a camo bandana.
I grabbed my suit cases and started dragging them down the stairs. Jerome came to me and took my suitcase.
Jerome: stop straining your self
Me: ugh fine
I let Jerome take my bags and walked downstairs. I grabbed my carry-on which had my chargers, headphones, and many snacks.
I grabbed my phone and got into the car. Jerome got into the car and started it up. He pulled out of our drive way and headed to the airport
We reached to the airport and saw Ty and Ky. We hooked up and started walking. But we didn't go to check in. We instead went around to the back of the airport
Me: Jerome where are we going?
Jerome: on our private plane
Me: Jerome you have a private plane!
Jerome: no.......we have a private plane
We walked up the stairs into the plane. The furniture and carpeting looked amazing. Everything red and white. The curtains were silk and the furniture was leather. The plane wasn't set up like a regular plane though. It looked more like a fancy tour bus.
I went into one of the rooms in the back and it was pink and purple.
It looked so girly, like it was a little girls bedroom.
Jerome: this isn't our cabin
He took me all the way to the front of the plane and there was a black and metallic gold cabin. I went to the medium sized bed and layed down on it. In minutes , I was sleeping.
I woke up and we were halfway there. I went to the main area of the plane and Jerome, Ky, and Ty were there laughing and talking. I sat next to Ty.
Me: what's for lunch?
Jerome: look at the menu
I picked up the menu and looked at it, I was craving seafood
Jerome: Mark!
Mark: yes sir?
I examined Mark, he had a British accent and he was a older looking man dressed in butler clothes.
Jerome: what you want babe?
I was still examining Mark while trying to tell Jerome what I wanted.
Me: uh um the um thing seafood platter....yeah
Mark: right away ma'am
When Mark left I looked at Jerome.
Jerome: what?
Me: Jerome why do you have a butler?
Jerome: to get me the things I need and want
I sighed
Tyra: no, she means why do you have a butler on a plane that you use probably 3 times a year and plus you could've gotten a younger butler, why are you working a senior citizen liked he's your servant?
Jerome: cause he is my servant, and would you rather me get a teenage girl?
Kyle: why didn't you think of that before we met them, she could've wore a sexy maid outfit
