It was a private plane with luxurious facilities, a cinema, a conference room, a bar...anything you would need and want.
Nathalia had a little tour around the plane. Impressive. What a luxury and great taste!
Spencer found her at the door of the cinema. He took her hand, led her inside, sat her down. "Nathalia, stay here." After a minute or so, the waiter arrived with fresh orange juice and some tasty snacks. "Here." Spencer passed her a juice.
He seemed to have changed his tactics, arranging or deciding everything for her as if he was her legal partner, and it was all-natural for him to do so.
Speechlessly, Nathalia suggested, "Can you please show some respect and ask me first?" Yes, I made you breakfast, but that doesn't mean anything. She thought. We are still separate. We are not a couple. Why is he behaving like this?
