OUTFITS
*Kayla's POV*
"We have now landed in New York City, first class may get off first." The pilot announces through the intercom.
I yawn, stretching out my legs. "Let's go, baby." Chres says, picking up Bella's car seat. She was already bundled up, blanket, boots, hat, scarf, jacket, long sleeve shirt, pants, thick socks, gloves, the whole nine yards. We had bundled her up a few minutes before landing. It's forty-nine degrees, we don't want her to get sick.
I grab the diaper bag, which we had as a carry on. Then we get off the plane.
"Okay, so, we're gonna go get a taxi, because it's too late to look for a car. We'll get one tomorrow." Chres says, looking at the time on his watch.
"Okay." I nod.
"The bags should be over here." He takes my hand, leading me towards one of the revolving belts with suitcases on them.
We eventually find our bags and quickly grab them. Then we head to get a taxi. Chres called a taxi company earlier and we have one waiting on us.
Chres loads the bags in the back while I set up Bella's car seat. Once it's done, I sit in the middle, waiting for Chres to take the seat by my side. I buckle myself in while Chres is getting in the car.
Chres buckles himself and tells the driver where we are headed. Mandarin Oriental.
Once we get to our room, I smile, turning to Chres. "This place is amazing." I say, gesturing around the hotel room.
"Well, I tried to find something we both would like and be safe for Bella." He answer, setting her car seat on the floor by the couch.
(Living Room Above)
I wrap my arms around his neck, pecking his lips. "You did a very good job." I tell him.
"You think so?" He asks, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"I know so." I correct, nodding my head.
"Let's go look around." He suggests.
I nod again and he takes my hand, we walk together around the hotel room. We leave Bella sleeping in the car seat in the living room. The hotel door is locked, so no one is gonna walk in, and we're not leaving the room, just checking out where we'll be staying for the week.