Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapter 29 Fake A Show

*Trisha*

33-year-old Evan Scolfield, Nate's new bodyguard, is quite the piece of eye candy for both me and Casey.  He walks down the airport terminal, this tall, rugged man with brown hair, green eyes and a perfectly trimmed and shaped beard and Casey nudges me a little.

"Are you serious?" She says under her breath.

"Your boyfriend is RIGHT here, you know." Jonah furrows his brows at Casey and she just shrugs, making me laugh. 

"Mr. Hollan, sir. Evan Scolfield." The man says in a deep voice and shakes Nate's hand.

"Nate is fine. Paul recommended you and had nothing but good things to say about you." Nate introduces everyone to Evan while we walk towards the exit. This guy is pure perfection.

"I have my suits being sent to the hotel in Denmark and will change once we are checked in, sir." Evan declares. Look at him. Right on top of things. I like that.

"You really don't have to be formal with me, mate, and are only required to wear the suits during events and concerts. To be honest, I don't care what you wear, but I know your company has strict policies."

"They do, yes, sir."

Nate stops short and I know why. This whole "sir" thing is getting to him, I can tell.

"Knock it off with the sir. That's my father and he's fucking dead."

"Nate!" I raise my brows at him and then apologize on his behalf. "Sorry, Evan. It's been a bit of a rough day, and this fucktard is being rude." I side eye Nate and Evan laughs at my trucker mouth coming out a little.

"Yes, Paul Rossi has updated me on the situation. We talk frequently and I consider him a friend. Miss Moretti is in good hands, sir...um..Nate."

"Much better."

"Ready boss?" Evan pauses and Nate pulls down his baseball hat, ready for the crowd.

"Ready."

Evan walks Nate in front of us and Jonah catches both me and Casey checking out the guy's ass. He's got a great ass.

"Oh God..... really?" Jonah rolls his eyes and lets out a sigh.

"He's perfect." I smirk at the eye candy Paul sent our way.

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*James*

It's going to be a hell of a long flight if Julia is already feeling antsy and we're only an hour in. I ended up getting a headache during take-off so now trying to sleep a little on one of the recliners. But I can hear Julia going at it with Paul, wanting more pills.

But I still have two hours before Paul will administer my next dose, and the panic is setting in.

"How much longer, Paul?" Julia asks.

"Until we land??"

"No. Until my next dose." I know for sure it's at least two hours away,

 "Two hours and eleven minutes left before your next dose, Moretti." Paul answers

 "Did you seriously set a timer for this?"

"Yes, ma'am." He scoffs. "Find something to do, Julia. Don't think about it."

"Yeah, easy for you to say." 

I drift off to sleep but it wasn't a pleasant slumber. Well... it started off pleasant. For some reason I dreamt about the night I lost my virginity. I have no idea why this came up in my dream, but it did.