Chapter 24

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MARCH 19TH

H A I L E Y

Aero didn't let me drive because he is a jerk and is intimidated by the fact that I can drive like Dominic Toretto.

So I've been sitting in the passenger's seat for the past hour. There's still an hour and a half left until we get to the hotel. I was playing Candy Crush on my phone but then Aero seemed sad that I wasn't talking to him so I shut my phone off and have been annoying him ever since.

I asked him, "Favourite dog brand?"

"Brand?"

"Yea. You know, like type?"

"You mean breed?"

I thought for a second. Brand? Breed? I don't know, they sound similar so I'm sure one of them is probably right. I drawled out, "Sure."

He answered, "Chow chows."

My face lit up, "Those are so cute! Do you want one someday?"

He thought for a second, his tongue running along his lip. He looked at me, "Yea, I think I do."

"And what would you name it?"

He shrugged, "I don't know."

I've always wanted a dog. I've always been unsure about children, but positive about dogs. I want 15. Or 100. Or whatever the legal limit is. Is there a legal limit? 

I'm so excited to be staying in a hotel. I hope they have room service, I've only ever seen it in the movies. I hope he likes the art museum that we're going to, I want him to have a good time. This entire trip is for him - I just hope it makes him happy.

He pulled into a gas station and I already started plotting ways to get into the drivers seat. My plans were cut off by him asking, "Do you want anything?"

My stomach rumbling slightly made me want to buy some snacks. I nodded my head and got out of the car, watching him fill it up with gas. He told me, "You can go inside and get some shit. Here."

He handed me a 100 dollar bill and I raised my eyebrows, "I don't think I'm going to be buying 100 dollars worth of snacks."

He shrugged, "Well now you have the option to."

I smiled and entered the gas station, going straight for the snack aisle. I was obviously also going to get stuff for Aero. I grabbed some bags of snacks and a few drinks. I walked over to the cashier and gave them a smile while putting all my stuff on the counter.

They started scanning it and said, "There's no way somebody your size is going to eat all of this stuff."

"What is that supposed to mean," I looked at their name tag, "Banjo?"

This guys name is seriously Banjo?

He shrugged, "Just an observation." 

I don't like to be underestimated. I am now going to eat every single thing I bought when I'm back in the car just out of spite. He put all of my stuff in bags for me and I paid, still having a lot of money left over. 

I put the rest of the money in my pocket and carried the 4 full plastic bags out of the gas station. As I walked out a man was blocking my way, so I tried to step around him. He stepped in the same direction as me so I stepped right again, but he did the same. I looked up at him, "Move?"

The corners of his mouth turned up in a smile, "Lot of shit you got there. You got a lot of money on you?"

I have Aeros $47.53 in my back pocket. 

"No, I'm poor."

He looked me up and down before shaking his head, "I don't believe that for a second, sweetheart." 

I ignored him and tried to take a step around him again, yet he mimicked my movements again. I hit him with one of my plastic bags and ordered, "Move."

"Or what?" he asked with a smirk.

He was suddenly pulled backward by the hood of his sweater and Aeros fist collided with his face. The man stumbled backward as Aero said, "Or else I'll fucking kill you."

The man took one look at Aero before quickly pushing himself up and jogging away towards their car. I told him, "I had that, you know."

He nodded and placed a kiss against my forehead, "I know baby."

He took the bags from me and put them in the back of his car before we started the last half of the drive. I crossed my legs so that I was sitting criss-cross and held an Arizona drink in my lap. 

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A E R O

Hailey was just sitting and watching the scenery as we drove, yet she looked so fucking beautiful.

The don saying that her dad was the one who ordered the hit on her made a fire form in my chest. She doesn't deserve that. I'm not saying anything about it to her until I'm 100% positive that he is who ordered it. Once we're back from Philadelphia I'm going to go and have a talk with him to see it for myself. I'm not just going to throw that accusation around, I need confirmation. 

I've met her mom before, but never her dad. The voice could easily belong to him. She has told me that he wanted her to take over the company, and her not wanting to could've caused him to order the hit.

"Whatcha thinking about?" she asked, popping a gummy bear in her mouth.

Luckily at this exact moment, I pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. Her face lit up just seeing the outside of the building. I booked the best hotel possible because it's what she deserves. I parked my car myself because I don't trust the valet drivers.

We walked into the lobby and she had such a big smile on her face, scanning everything around us. I got our key from the receptionist and we headed up to the top floor in the elevator. As I opened the door to the room a gasp escaped her mouth as she ran inside.  

I followed her in and closed the door behind us. She ran from room to room, complimenting each of them. She pressed a button, turning the black fireplace on. She entered the bathroom and ran her hand along the marble counter while saying, "Oh my god!"

"Do you like it?" I asked her.

She looked at the big bathtub for a few moments before turning around and saying, "Duh!"

She ran over to me and jumped on me, giving me a hug. Her hands wrapped around my neck and her legs went around my waist. She whispered in my ear, "Thank you so much, Aero."

This was barely a fraction of what I was willing to do for her. I put her back down and she ran over to the black phone on the nightstand, saying something about room service. I put our suitcases on our bed and walked over to the glass balcony door.

She came over beside me, and looked at the view. It seemed like you could see the entire city. She pointed and said, "Lets go there."

"You want to see the city tonight?"

"Yup! And then we can order room service for dinner."

I smiled and nodded my head, "Okay."

I argued with her for about 15 minutes about making her wear a jacket. It was a little bit cold outside and she claimed that she 'promised she wouldn't get cold' but once I told her we wouldn't order room service unless she wore one, she finally put it on.

We walked downtown and it was busy, but slightly less than New York. She turned her head to look at me, "This is my first time outside of New York."

"Really?"

"Yea. My parents never went on vacations or anything, which I didn't completely mind because I'm scared of planes. But we also never drove anywhere, either. They were always too busy with work," she shrugged. 

The only times I've ever left New York is to kill people in other states. This was my first time leaving New York for leisure. I grabbed her hand and asked her, "Is there somewhere you want to go?"

"Not that I can think of, but I'm really liking Philadelphia so far," she smiles. "Do you?"

I nod, my lips twitching up in a smile. I could tell that she was just wanting to make sure I liked it here.

The lights from buildings and the streetlights let a soft glow onto the street. I knew she didn't want to eat, so I wasn't sure what she was wanting to do. Something caught her attention and she dragged me by my arm to where she wanted to go.

There was an older man that would paint people for money. She asked him, "Could you please paint us, sir?"

The old man nodded and she added, "But make him be smiling."

I rolled my eyes and she sat down on the stool, making me sit down on the one beside her. The man started painting against the canvas that we couldn't see. Hailey looked at me and said, "After we go to the museum tomorrow, lets get ice cream. But I'm going to pay this time." 

I knew that I wasn't going to let her pay, but I nodded my head in agreement. She'll probably just want to eat and go to bed once we're back at the hotel, so tomorrow we'll explore more of the hotel. She needs rest, I don't want her to get too tired. I really hope she has a good time this weekend.

The man let us know once he was done, and he turned it to face us. I bit the inside of my mouth to hold back a laugh and turned to look at Hailey, who was looking at it with wide eyes. She said, "Wow."

"That'll be 100 dollars."

I lowered my eyebrows and went to say fuck no when Hailey quickly pulled a 100 dollar bill out of her wallet and handed it to the man, taking the painting from him. She grabbed my hand and pulled me to leave while saying to the man over her shoulder, "Thank you!"

Once we were a little further away I said, "Hailey, that looks terrible."

She burst out laughing, "I know! But he seemed sweet and that would've been so awkward."

She kept the painting despite it looking terrible, maybe the item was just enough to her, and we just walked some more, seeing the city. We went back to our hotel room once it was completely dark and she excitedly ordered us room service. 

They brought our food up quickly and we put everything on the dining table. The second she took her first bite she said, "It's not as good as your cooking."

I smiled at the compliment, although I knew this tasted better. She giggled while eating, like this was the most fun she has ever had. 

"We should do this more often," she said after taking a sip of her champagne. 

I told her, "We can do whatever whenever you want."

She ate her food and I felt happy that she ate it all. She said she wanted to take a bath after dinner, but she caught my attention when she said she wanted me to join her.

She quickly followed up, "Nothing sexual."

I smiled as she went into the bathroom and turned on the bath. I closed the curtains so that nobody outside would be able to see whats mine.

She called my name once it was full. She was sitting in the bubbly water with her hair tied up, but my eyebrows knitted together when I saw her close her eyes. I asked her, "What are you doing?"

"I said nothing sexual and I don't want to get horny seeing you naked. So strip and get the hell in."

I laughed slightly and took my clothes off, getting in the warm water across from her. Once I was submerged into the water, she opened her eyes. She scooped up the bubbles in her hand and pressed it on my chin, making a fake beard. 

I did the same to her despite her trying to move her face away so that I couldn't. After we wiped the bubbles off she asked me a question that she had asked me once before, "What is your favourite thing about life?"

Her big brown eyes stared into mine, waiting for my answer. Her hands rested along the sides of the tub and I didn't break our stare. I leaned forward, pressing a kiss against her soft lips.

"You."

Word Count: 2090


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