“you do have great taste” Ian commented as we were escorted into our hotel room. It was like a small apartment but just for the three of us, the rest of the guys stayed in a room across the hall. I rolled my eyes and placed my suitcase on the bed that was mine, it had a very big poster that said welcome Roman with balloons and lots of chocolate. Ronald picked one of the chocolate bars, ripped it open and began to eat it. “the chocolate has great taste too” he said, smiling at me. There was a loud knock on the door and the rest of the guys walked in, shouting and gulping down bottles of wine. “there’s a bar downstairs, let’s go there” one of them said. We all agreed on it and headed out of the door. The bar was almost filled and noisy, it was filled my people who looked like they were swimming in money. We went different ways once we got in a lot of the guys going to talk to some girls. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a cocktail. The bartender winked at me and began to make the

Roman was already on the deck when Camila woke up from sleep, the night before had been very exhilarating that she was so worn out and fell asleep almost immediately. She was staring at his back, he was shirtless, only in swimming shorts. Camila pulled the blanket over herself and headed unto the deck. She came up behind him and tickled his sides making him give a loud yelp and turn around to face his giggling wife, he looked her up and down, a feeling of surprise and at the same time annoyance washing over him. “why aren’t you wearing clothes?” he asked her gesturing to the blanket she’d used to cover her bare self. Camila went a bloody red as she looked around to make sure the cabin crew didn’t hear. She wasn’t even thinking when she left the room. “there are other people on this boat” he whispered to her, and edge to his voice. Camila winced and muttered an apology. Roman ushered her back into their suit. “this is for my eyes only, not for the whole world to see” he told her. Camil

"what are we doing today?" Camila asked as they sat af the table eating their breakfast. She was half asleep from the way her words were drawled and how slow she ate her food. She'd been eating one piece of bacon for the past few minutes without even noticing. Roman shrugged. "We'll see what Cory has for us" he replied gulping the rest of his coffee just as there was a loud knock on the door. Roman stood up to go get it while Camila placed her head on the table and started to snore. She was exhausted from everything. It was Cory at the door, with his face red and that awkward look of his. It was for this perculiar Character that Roman employed him in the first place. He was very unassuming. "Good morning sir, how was your night?" he asked, pushing his glasses up his face. Roman nodded and opened the door wider for him to come in. Cory looked at Camila briefly, his face turned a deep red and he looked away. Roman noticing this exchange, chuckled to himself at his assisstants embarrass

Camila stood on the balcony staring out into the cloudless sky, they were going home and there wasn’t any part of her that wanted to leave and go back home. She wanted to live her life swimming with the dolphins and climbing mountains but Roman had work, he had to get back to. Her suggestion that they relocated didn’t really get any approval so there she was staring with a sour face hoping that Roman would change his mind. She heard his footsteps coming towards her and his perfume filled her nose as he leaned against the railing staring into the sky too. “have you changed your mind?” she asked, looking briefly at him. Roman smiled “as a matter of fact I have considered it, and my answer is no, the plane will be here in 30 minutes,”. Camila rolled her eyes and frowned deeply. “but I have made arrangement for the dolphins to come along with us” he added. A ghost of a smile appeared on her a face but then she remembered the mountains and frowned again. “are the mountains coming too?”

Being pregnant wasn’t really what Camila thought it was going to be. She threw up almost every morning and had very weird cravings throughout the entire day. Her temper was a very high notch and Roman even got annoyed. She could hardly do much because she felt sick all the time so Roman became her personal caretaker. “can I get a glass of water?’ Camila asked, looking up at Roman from her laying down position. He looked up at her from his computer and sighed. He was prepared already. He just poured some water from a jug on the side table and handed it to her. Camila drank the water, scrunched up her face but made no comment. Roman raised an eyebrow “is there something wrong with the water?” he asked. She shook her head and lay back down. Roman stared at her for a moment before looking back at his computer, after a few minuteness he sighed and shut the laptop. “a friend of mine, invited us for a small get together, tonight”. “are we going?” Camila asked eagerly. She’d been stuck at h