Chapter 31: Chapter:31
**Taylor's POV**
My alarm sounds and I groan as I realise that I am going to have to get up soon. The thought of being on a plane for three hours with Dimitri after last nights arguement gives me a headache. The awkwardness that would be swarming around the plane is already giving me nightmares.
I get up and throw the blanket off of me and stretch. This bed is comfortable but not as comfortable as Dimitri's bed.
*Or maybe it's not comfortable because he's not in it.*
Sighing, I get up and walk to the bathroom. I wash my face and brush my teeth before hopping into the shower. I quickly wash my hair and body not putting much effort in seeing as I already took a shower last night.
Getting out, I dry off and wrap a towel around me. I first blow dry my hair and make a few loose curls the the bursh of the blow dryer before moving onto light make-up. I finish in about half an hour and walk back into the room.
I check the weather in Florida and Tampa is supposed to be warm so I dress accordingly. A baby pink short sundress and some brown wedges is the outfit of the day. I put my sweatheart necklace on and a thin gold bracelet. A few sprays of my perfume finishes off my look and I and closing my bag up after making sure everything is in order. All the necessary document are in my handbag already.
I grab my suitcase and wheel it out of the room and into the livingroom, where Dimitri is already waiting. "Good morning." I say softly and he looks up from his laptop. "Morning. How did you sleep?" He asks setting his laptop down next to him and getting up.
"I slept fine." I say being short with him. He gives me a tight smile and I sigh. "Sorry. I slept good, how did you sleep?" I ask and he sighs. "I didn't sleep well at all." He says and I can see the tiredness in his face. My heart softens and I open my mouth to say something before deciding against it.
"It's 7.30. We have to leave or we'll be late." I tell him before grabbing my bag and walking to the elevator. I press the down button and wait for it to open. Dimitri stands next to me in silence and we get on the elevator once it opens. We make our way to the car and I open my own door.
Yeah, yeah. I know that he apologized but I'm still salty over being told that I am somebody's property. Whether he meant it or not.
The awkward silence extends up until we get to the airport.
"Do you have the plane tickets?" I ask and he looks at me all confused. I raise my brow at him and he chuckles. "I must've forgotten to tell you. We're taking my jet." He says casually and I freeze for a second. "Jet?" I ask completely dumbfounded and he nods before giving my back to a random guy in a black suit.
"Where is he taking my bag?" I ask and Dimitri points straight ahead. Beyond the huge glass window is an off-white coloured plane. It's smaller then the rest but it looks way better.
"Woah." I mutter under my breath as I follow him.
We make the short walk outside before a golf cart picks us up. We hop on and it takes us directly to the steps of the plane.
"Mr. Alfonso, very good to see you again." The man who seems to be the pilot says and Dimitri stretches his hand out to him. "Good to see you aswel, Lance." Diimitri says and Lance smiles.
"This is Taylor, my fiance." He says introducing me to Lance and the two flight attendents standing next to him.
"Shall we?" Lance asks pointing to the stps covered in red carpeting and I nod before maiking my way up. Dimitri follows and we both pick out our seats.
"We are going to be taking off soon, please sit in your seats and buckle up." One of the flight attendents say and we both strap ourselves in.
The plane starts moving and I've always hated this part about taking a plane. I look over at Dimitri to see him looking out the window like this is not giving me an absolute heart attack.
When the aircraft finally stops shaking, I take a deep breath. The flight attendent reappears.
"Can I get you anything to drink or eat? We have a wide variety of foods and beverages to choose from." She informs us. "I'll go with a caeser salad and a glass of orange juice." Dimitri says and the flight attendend turns to me and looks at me with eyes full of question.
"Do you perhaps have all the ingredients to make me a beakfast sandwich?" I ask and she nod. "Yes, we do man." She says and nod. "Great. I'll have one of those and a coke please." I tell her and she nods before walking to the back of the plane.
"Coke with breakfast is very unhealthy." Dimitri says and I nod. "Yeah but sometimes you just got to throw caution to the wind, right. Plus I've been craving a coke." I tell him sarcastically and he stares at me over the top of his computer.
"Taylor, can you stop being like this please. I'm sorry for what I said last night." He says with pleading eyes. He has set his computer down and moved closer to me now.
I look away not answering him before staring out the window.
The flight attendent comes back with a tray filled with mine and Dimitri's food. She sets mine down first before telling us to enjoy and walking off.
"You can't have this kind of attitude when you meet my parents. My dad is grade-A asshole and I don't want the two of you to argue or anything like that." He briefs me and I nod.
"You don't have to worry about it. I can act like you're the most loving man on earth. One that maybe doesn't accuse people." I retort and he gives me a deadpan look.
"Can you just eat your food and stop with this nonsense." Dimitri says, clearly fed up with all of this attitude
"Aye, aye Captain."