Home was right. It was larger and more spacious than her apartment. The fixtures and fittings were all the most expensive, nothing had been spared. Unlike any aircraft she had worked before, there were no rows of seats. Everything had been taken out to form comfortable five-star dining arrangements, an entertainment area with the largest flat screen TV she had ever seen and a chill-out space that would put most people's living rooms to shame.
"The master bedroom is over here." He said, indicating an area to the far end of the living spaces. "The other bedrooms are adjacent."
"This is really beautiful." She said. "Where's the rest of the cabin crew?"
"You're it!" He smiled. "Don't worry though, it's just me and my brother and we're both low-maintenance. Just as well, it isn't all three of us. It's little Drummond, the younger one who's got some crazy notions about himself. He'll grow up though."
Sure. She thought. Two spoiled brat billionaires on their own private jet. How low-maintenance will that be? Just as well, it's only these two. Three of these guys? Even for twelve grand, I don't think I could handle that for ten days.
"How about the flight crew?" She asked, staying work focused.
"You're looking at him."
Her jaw dropped.
"Well, not just me. There's my brother too. In fact, he's a little more into flying than I am, so he'll be in the cockpit most of the time. It's a fairly straight run through."
What the hell had she been roped into? Just her, alone, no crew, and no pilots other than the two most powerful men she had ever met in her life. Talk about an imbalance of power. In addition, she was feeling all hot and bothered about this one. Was it a dream come true or a nightmare?
"Is there somewhere I can freshen up?" She needed a moment or two alone just to compose herself. The truth was that she had missed her morning routine and badly needed a shower.
"Sure," he said, "let me show you. You can use the en-suite area from the master bedroom. There are others but this is the nicest and since you are going to be the prettiest member of our flight crew, I think it only right that you should have full use."
It was yet another inappropriate comment but still she couldn't help blush just a little bit. Here was this Grade-A hunk, charming as hell and richer than God, paying her compliments. She would have to pinch herself to wake up!
Sure enough, the bathroom was beautiful. There was even a hot tub! Melanie hadn't been in one in years. Her crappy little apartment didn't even have a bathtub, let alone a hot tub and even her shower was intermittently functional at best.