"we can get away, palm trees, beach views
ordinary day
all I wanna hear is innervisions on replay
and sit right next to you, you"

iman's party was amazing. she had an great night and she was so grateful that so many people came out to celebrate her. the party was lit, but the after party with herself and roman was even better.

throughout the night iman and roman were expressing in many ways (and positions) how much they loved each other. they spent hours doing whatever they wanted to each other, spending the entire night in rendezvous like no other.

it was now a little after eleven thirty in the morning and iman just woke up. she was tired and she was also very sore thanks to roman. she looked over at roman who was still fast asleep. iman was happy that he was actually in bed since usually he would be off at the warehouse, so she snuggled up on his chest and laid on it.

"good morning iman" roman said in his deep morning voice, sounding so good.

"you're finally in bed with me" iman smiled.

"yup" roman chuckled. "god last night was amazing, got to do so many things I wanted".

"hell yeah. i'm sore as fuck because of you" iman laughed.

"well i'm the only man that could ever do that to you" roman said in high confidence. "it's just that good".

"yeah.... all I wanna do is stay in bed today, try to get the feeling back in my legs" iman chuckled.

"eh.... you're gonna have to try and walk today babe. I have plans for us" roman said.

"and what plans do you have now?" iman wondered.

"you'll see. just get up, take a shower, brush your teeth, and get ready" he said.

"another surprise?" she said.

"yeah somewhat" he smirked. "just go get yourself ready".

roman's been surprising iman all weekend it seems. she did wonder what he had up his sleeve now as he already outdid himself with the party and the car, what could it be now?

but she did get up, slowly walking to the bathroom so she could take a shower and brush her teeth, preparing for whatever roman had planned for them for the day.

"where are you taking me roman?" iman wondered as her and roman were in the car. "I feeling like we're just driving around just to drive".

"and waste my gas? baby you gotta know me better than that" roman said. "trust me, we are going somewhere".

"so tell me!" iman exclaimed.

"god you really hate surprises don't you" roman scoffed.

"I don't hate them i'm just-" iman began to say.

"you hate surprises iman, that's really the case cause everytime I try to surprise you you're always so reluctant. you ask way too many questions and then you start to think that i'm hiding something from you" roman said.

"i'm just getting major deja vu right now" iman said, and roman just shrugged it off.

something similar to this happened a good five years ago, hence iman's deja vu. roman didn't just start his surprises for iman this week, it all started a while back when they were in their first few months of dating. october seventh of two thousand and fifteen to be exact.

October 7th, 2015

"so are you ever gonna tell me where we're going?" iman asked roman as he was driving her to the airport. today was iman's twenty seventh birthday and roman was taking her on vacation! the thing is, he wasn't telling iman exactly where they were going, as that was a surprise.

"it's a surprise for a reason baby" roman chuckled.

"I know but still, you just had me pack randomly and I don't even know where we're going. like what if I overpacked? what if I packed for the wrong place? you could be taking me to iceland and I packed dresses and bikinis!" iman ranted.

"we're not going to iceland" roman laughed. "trust me the place that we're going will allow you to wear dresses and bikinis, especially the latter cause I wanna see you in one".

"so i'm guessing it's somewhere tropical?" iman wondered. "it is out of the country though right?".

"..... this is the only other hint i'll give you, yes it's out of the country" roman said.

"oooh" iman said. "y'know I never actually been out of the country before so this is exciting".

"you really never been out of the country before?" roman asked in surprise. "wow".

"yeah i've only ever been in the country for vacation, specifically florida" iman told him.

"well... looks like the next five days will be your first time" roman smirked, then he put his hand on her thigh rubbing it up and down.

roman pulled into an airport parking lot but iman was very confused because she's never been here before, or even heard of it. this wasn't jfk or laguardia, this wasn't even newark liberty! instead this was another airport, teterboro airport in bergen county. she's never flew out or even knew anyone that's ever flew out of teterboro so she was a bit intrigued.

"what kind of airport is this?" iman wondered.

"an airport that lets private jets fly out of it" roman grinned.

"wait.... you have a private jet?!" iman exclaimed.

roman drove the car in front of a big white private jet. iman was in awe, she couldn't believe that roman actually had his own jet. she knew that he was very wealthy but this jet was next level.

"holy shit" iman gasped. "we're gonna be flying in this?!".

"hell yeah baby" roman smirked.

roman parked his rolls royce and the two got out of the car and grabbed their suitcases to board the plane. when iman stepped in, she was so astonished. the jet was beautiful, it looked just like the fancy private jets she would see on tv and in movies.

luxury seats, couches on the side, a tv in the middle when you first walk in. then when you go further down the jet, there was a mini bar and fridge for them to drink and eat food. then even further in the back of the jet was a bedroom. a legit bedroom with a king sized bed and chair on the side. iman was so excited, this jet was grand in size. her boyfriend was a rich man and she loved it.

"you are loaded babe, like holy shit what do you do for a living?!" iman wondered.

"something that allows me to provide for myself, and now for you" roman said.

yeah... something like that.

"this is beautiful, i'm so damn ready for this vacation" iman said. "but now are you gonna tell me where we're going?".

"are you gonna ask me over and over again?" roman asked her.

"maybe" iman smiled just to get him to tell her.

"alright fine" roman said. "you and I are going on a five day trip to cabo".

"oh shit mexico?!" iman gasped. "ahhhh i'm so excited!".

"yup. I own a house out there and that's where we'll be staying. a beautiful villa to celebrate a beautiful woman" roman told her.

"I love you so much" iman smiled as she gave roman a hug. "thank you so much".

"these past seven months have been amazing with you in my life, we need to celebrate that" roman said.

"I can't wait" iman grinned and she leaned in to kiss roman.

the two were kissing now and roman had picked iman up and took her to the back of the jet to the bedroom. iman was straddling roman as the two continued to kiss. roman was kissing on iman's neck and iman was grinding on roman's crotch which got him hard.

"you ever joined the mile high club?" he asked her.

"can I join it now?" she asked him. she knew what he meant.

roman smiled and he flipped iman over on the bed and yes, iman did join the mile high club. some good sex on the way to cabo for the first time, the best birthday gift ever.

iman remembered that vacation all too well. it was the first vacation she took out of the country and it was so fun being with roman and spending time with him. she even remembered that her and roman had sex every day in cabo and that it's where jianni was conceived, good times.

her deja vu was definitely occurring because she realized that roman had pulled into teterboro airport, the same airport his private jet flies out of. a huge smile went on her face once she realized what was going on.

"we're going on vacation?!" iman exclaimed in excitement.

"hell yeah baby" roman said, leaning in to kiss her cheek.

"now you gotta tell me where we're going now" iman said.

"wait til we get on the plane" roman smirked.

the two got out of the car and went up onto the private jet. roman was explaining to iman how he set everything up, including how he got julianne to pack her bags in secret and put it on the jet ahead of time. leave it to roman to be so hidden, only this time it was actually warranted.

"so.... where are we going?" iman wondered.

"for the next six days, we'll be spending our vacation in montego bay, jamaica" roman told her.

"JAMAICA!" iman exclaimed. "so you do listen to me when I talk about my travel bucket list?!".

"I listened for a couple seconds and I heard jamaica so" roman chuckled.

"ugh I love you so much" iman said as she leaned into roman for a kiss. "this is gonna be so much fun. we're gonna have so much fun".

"can the fun start right now?" roman smirked as he pulled iman onto his lap and began to kiss on her. he was sitting down on the seat and showered iman with kisses. this is basically how it started when they were going to cabo, kisses leading into the mile high club....

"mhm baby" iman slightly moaned. "we're gonna have to hold off on this right now... i'm still sore from last night. plus i'm still kinda tired from us being up all night".

iman got up off of roman and started to head to the back where the infamous bedroom was on the jet.

"where are you going?!" roman asked her.

"to sleep in the bed until we land" iman told him.

"oh.... lemme join" he said.

"no cause then i'll end up getting no sleep" iman said. "you can stay up there and i'll stay back here".

"ugh cmon iman" roman groaned. iman completely ignored him and made her way to the back of the jet to sleep.

the personal pilot began to fly out of the airport and eventually, the plan was in the sky. the next three hours were going to be en route to jamaica, the next six days were going to be wonderful.

the plane landed in montego bay at around five thirty in the evening. it was still sunny outside and iman still had plans to explore the city a bit despite them coming in late.

after leaving the airport, the two took a car to go to the villa that roman had rented out. the anticipation was high for iman as she couldn't wait to see what this house looked like. roman just hoped that it was everything he paid for, as he would be pissed if it wasn't.

the villa was only ten minutes away from the airport so they arrived at good time and when they did, iman was amazed at the amazing villa. she saw that there were two tennis courts, which was so cool to her. she doubted her and roman were actually gonna use them but it was still dope.

the car parked in front of the villa and let iman and roman out. they grabbed their bags and walked inside the house and iman quickly put her bags down and started to look around the house. the house was huge, with four bathrooms and bedrooms including a bathroom with a tv in it, a little tv family room, a huge living room that led out to a patio showing a view of the ocean, and a full kitchen. it got even better outside.

outside it was huge. for one they had their own private pool along with a mini tiki bar and seating outside. this villa even had a private beach cabana AND kayaks to go kayaking out to the ocean. there was also a wooden boardwalk that was on the ocean. the house was beautiful and it just made iman more happy and excited for this trip.

"this house is fucking sick!" iman gasped as she finished her little tour. "oh my god".

"it is, it's exactly what I wanted for us" roman told her.

"ugh I love you" iman said as she kissed him. "i'm so excited. i'm refreshed now too so i'm gonna change out of this hot ass jumpsuit and put something else on".

"iman it's late now at this point, you wanna just wait til tomorrow to go out and we just stay in for the rest of the day?" roman asked her.

"roman we're only here til friday and it's gonna fly by we need to do stuff now.... besides we need to eat dinner anyways, we have to go out so we can eat" iman told him.

"you're lucky this is your trip" roman scoffed.

"roman I was gonna go out anyways, even if it meant I was gonna be alone" iman shrugged.

the two put their bags upstairs in their room and iman took out a yellow dress to throw on. once she was done changing the two called for a car and they left to go to the hip strip, one of the major tourist spots in montego bay.

margaritaville was the biggest and main restaurant that was on the hip strip so iman and roman decided to dine there. the hip strip was crowded, even at it's later time of almost six thirty. iman and roman got here right on time as the restaurant was closing at eight so they were going to spend their dinner here and then continue to explore the strip later.

the two were enjoying themselves a nice round of margaritas and beer, well iman the margaritas and roman the beer. they were also eating their appetizers of nachos. dancehall music was playing all throughout the restaurant and iman was dancing in her seat to the songs.

"you must really like these songs you've been dancing since we came outside" roman chuckled.

"baby I used to go to the labor day parades all the time back in my early twenties" iman told him. "one of my old friends was jamaican so I would go with her and we would have some fun ass times, some of the best times of my life honestly".

"so you were dancing on randoms in the streets? I see what those girls be doing out there" roman asked her.

"randoms would come behind me as I was dancing" iman said. "I mean back then I didn't care so".

"right....." roman said as he took a sip of his beer.

"you can't be jealous roman" iman said.

"who's jealous? i'm not. why would I be jealous when you the one dancing on me now? dancing on me, riding me, doing a bunch of shit on me, with me...." roman said.

"alright babe relax" iman laughed.

"did I lie though? I mean last night already proved my point so...." he smirked.

"you can be so cocky sometimes roman" iman scoffed. "scratch that, all the time".

"it's not cockiness if you can back it up" roman shrugged.

"anyways.... there's so many things I wanna do this week. like I wanna go to the beach obviously, explore the city and do some activities like swim with dolphins, kayaking, atv riding.... all that fun shit" iman told him. "I even wanna go to a club so I can turn up, give you a little dance".

"the atv riding thing is cool. me riding the bike as you're on my back, nice shit" roman grinned. "on that ride or die shit".

"it's you making atv riding for fun some type of getaway chase scenario...." iman scoffed.

"relax iman i'm playing" roman said before she caught an attitude. "I mean you are my ride or die though so it's not like I was all the way wrong".

"still.... it's just atv riding on some vacant land" iman chuckled. "but what do you wanna do after this?".

"I don't care, we could go back to the house or we could go somewhere else" roman shrugged.

"well it's a little after seven.... by the time we finish eating this place will be closed so we can go to like a bar or something?" iman suggested.

"you wanna go bar hopping? mhm" roman said in surprise.

"roman I used to work at a bar.... we MET at a bar. did you forget that?!" iman said.

"tuh no i'm just..... i'm just happy that you would wanna go bar hopping, it's pretty fun" roman said.

"i'm sure you would know" iman scoffed.

the waiter came to the table with their entree foods. iman had a fish tacos with rice and roman had baby back ribs with fries. once the food was on the table, they began to eat and were thinking about the rest of their night and the trip.

after margaritaville, the two were enjoying themselves at a bar on hip strip. they were drowning down some shots and iman was dancing to the music.

"oooh babe let's play the pool over there" iman told roman.

"you know how to play pool?" roman asked her, he never knew that.

"I mean i'm not a master but I know how to do a little something" iman said.

"alright then let's go" roman agreed.

the two walked to the back of the bar to the pool table area. there were some people back there playing themselves, talking amongst themselves and hitting the balls with the pool stick. iman and roman got to a table and organized it to play.

"so you wanna go first?" roman asked iman.

"... sure" she said.

iman grabbed the pool stick and when roman took the spacer off of the balls, iman got positioned to hit the ball and that's what she did. tha balls dispersed on the table and none of them went in the holes.

"alright back up baby, let the professionals play" roman said in a cocky tone.

"show me what you got, since you think you're sooooo good" iman scoffed.

roman got in front of iman and positioned himself to hit the balls with the stick. two balls landed into the holes and the rest were scattered on the table.

"see baby? watch the professionals play" roman smirked.

iman rolled her eyes at his cockiness and roman continued to play. he set himself up to hit the balls and when he hit it, none of them went in. it prompted laughter from iman, and roman was rolling his eyes at how he now had to give the stick to his wife.

"wow such a professional" iman teased.

"at least I got it in, you couldn't even do that!" roman exclaimed.

iman pushed roman out of the way and she got ready to hit her balls in the holes. she hit the balls with the stick and one of them got in the hole! she screamed in excitement since now she can talk shit to roman.

"see I got one in now! you ain't that good baby!" iman exclaimed.

"i'm still gonna win" roman said.

"yeah ight, you couldn't even beat our own daughter at coney island. you're gonna lose this" iman said.

"at least my babygirl a winner! can't say the same for her mother...." roman said.

iman gave roman a dirty look and prepared herself to hit the ball again. now these two were going to be competitive for as long as this game goes.

"I can't believe you actually beat me" roman says in shock, meanwhile iman was gloating all up in his face. dancing on as well, he couldn't even take that in cause he was actually surprised about her beating him.

"why? told you i'm good" iman said. "you swore you were such a "professional" and yet I beat you".

"don't get too hype" roman scoffed.

"you would've gotten hype if you won! so imma get hype cause I won!" iman said.

"i'm still good regardless" roman said.

"sure you are" iman said getting in his face, then grabbing his cheek. "i'm sure you are!".

roman grabbed iman and wrapped his arms around her waist and iman was laughing at him. they spent the rest of the time at the bar playing pool and drinking all the alcohol that they wanted.

later on that night, iman and roman decided to get in the pool at the house so when they got home, they got dressed to get in. roman was currently in the pool drinking a beer waiting for iman who was still getting dressed, or she was taking bikini selfies on her phone.

iman finally came outside and she was wearing a red bikini with a kimono to match. roman was in awe at her, specifically her body in the bikini. the night was still young for the two, and he wanted to do everything he's been waiting for.

"god bless you iman" roman said.

"thank you babe" she chuckled, then taking off her kimono and walking into the pool. she began to swim over to roman who was in the middle of the pool.

"you know you could've just walked right?" roman said.

"it's more fun to swim" iman said. "as a child I used to stay at the community pool every summer, I learned how to swim without taking legit lessons".

"I learned how to swim by my father throwing me in the deep end and me having to swim myself back up" roman told her.

"how old were you when he did that?" iman wondered.

"I was a little kid, that's all I remember" roman said.

"well damn...." she said.

"that taught me a lot though, not just swimming but life. he did something right" roman shrugged. "but anyways enough about me, let's get into you and your sexy ass body".

"you couldn't just wait for me to put on a bikini huh?" iman laughed.

"duh iman we're on vacation, the whole point is for you to wear bikinis and for me to wear..... well nothing" roman grinned.

"no fool the whole point of vacation is to have fun and spend time with one another. explore where we are and to do things that have never been done!" iman told him.

"you sound like an after school special" roman said.

"like look out there" iman said pointing at the nightly view of the ocean they were on. roman turned around and looked at it, and was also just going to listen to whatever preachy shit iman was gonna say. "it's so beautiful, like jamaica and we're gonna have a great time exploring it this week".

"it's beautiful just like you" roman said looking at iman.

"exactly, see you got it" iman smiled as she wrapped her arms around roman.

roman looked at iman with his little "up and down" smirk and leaned in and kissed her. they were now kissing each other passionately, with iman wrapping her arms around his neck. roman positioned iman to sit on top of him and began to kiss on her neck.

"what you tryna do here roman?" iman asked her man, who was clearly showing her what he wanted.

"you know what I want iman" he said.

"in the pool though?" she asked him.

"I don't care" he shrugged. iman let out a laugh and looked at roman who was actually dead serious.

"you are crazy" she laughed.

"crazy for you" he grinned. iman couldn't help but smile, and she kissed him again. they were gonna have some fun tonight, and jamaica was gonna be so good to them.

what an amazing surprise, and what an amazing week that would be among them.