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

Chapter 157 Close Encounters

*Trisha*

I wait impatiently for Nate to call me. Meanwhile, I just used Evan as my personal therapist, telling him why I'm so concerned about Nate being around Mila. As soon as my cell phone rings, I answer and sit on Nate's bed. Evan is still in the chair by the window.

"Why was she there?" I don't bother with any hello's and get right to the point.

"Richard sent her." Nate is walking back to the apartment; I can tell by his shallow breathing that his heart is pumping harder.

"I knew I! Why is he doing this? What did she say??"

"Benson was adamant about Mila going to the Avalon to talk about some luncheon shit before tour. I don't think she even knew why she was there. He does this shit on purpose. But," Nate pauses. "I had to give her your number so her staff could reach out to you to coordinate things."

"Yeah, that's fine." I sigh.

"And I had to give her mine." The air around me falls silent with Nate's pause. "She asked. I had blocked her, remember?"

"Oh, I remember." How could I forget the incident in London when he lied to everyone about deleting her number, only for Julia to discover that he had not?

"Anyway, that's it. It was a short visit. Less than half an hour."

"Does Moretti know about this?" My stomach ties in a knot.

"Yes."

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*James*

Julia is a bitter woman when it comes to Mila Giovanni. And for good reason. Although it's not Mila's fault because she didn't do anything wrong, but Nate sure as hell did. So Julia, knowing that Mila came here to the Avalon to visit Hollan, is eating away at her. 

Whether Nate and Julia are together or not, this emotional scar he left on her is one that hasn't healed all the way. How Julia is going to deal with things when he goes on tour and she sees Mila hanging all over Nate is beyond me.

"You're real quiet." I pet Maggie, who is practically across my lap, enjoying the attention.

Julia shrugs her shoulders just as Nate and Paul come back to the apartment.

"See? No big deal." Nate glides past Julia nonchalantly. "I'm gonna go change."

That is all Hollan is going to say?

Julia follows Nate down the hall on a mission, and the door closes behind her. I look at Paul.

"This won't end well." The bodyguard mumbles and sits down on the recliner next to me. Man of many words.

"Why did she come here?" I press Paul to actually talk for a change.

"Who knows?"

"So...what do you mean this won't end well then? C'mon Paul. Give me something to work with here."

The bodyguard drags his hands down his face with a loud sigh.

"It's just the way she is with him."

"Who, Julia?"

"No. Well, yes, that too, but no. Mila."

"Paul, you gotta give me more than that." I continue to dig.

"She's young. Really young. Handsy. All over him. Holding his hand, touching his leg. It's just the way she is, but you try and have this Italian supermodel throw herself at you every chance she gets."