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

Chapters 164 & 165 On The Loose, Florida

"Wait." I hear Nate call out to stop the manager and I look over my shoulder at Nate. He knows I don't want to be all by myself.

"Evan, go with her. I don't want her to be alone. Mila's bodyguards will do just fine for us."

I let out a sigh and my shoulders drop in relief. Nate could read my mind.

"Yes, sir." Evan quickly jogs down the hall and catches up to me. "I've got it from here." Evan takes charge, snatches the cardkey from the bellhop's grip, and grabs both of our small suitcases.

"As you wish, sir." The man disappears and Evan walks us to my room.

"Thanks." I bite the inside of my lip. "I really didn't want to be stuck here alone."

"I don't blame you there, Miss Banks. Especially now that everyone knows this is where  THE Nate Hollan is staying. AND his Personal Assistant. You need just as much security as Nate does."

I laugh at that. "Not exactly, but I appreciate the slight boost to my ego."

"You don't think those crazy fans would be interested in you?" Evan asks, swipes the key and holds the hotel door open for me.

"I'm just the errand runner, remember?" I glance around the stunning upscale room and can't help but wonder how incredible Nate's penthouse suite must be if this room is already so impressive.

"You're not just an errand runner. You are his personal assistant. You deal with every single major and minor aspect of that man's life. You are the one who needs to know everything about him from his favorite meal, to what shampoo he likes down to what brand of condoms he prefers." Evan raises a brow at me when I whip my head over at him.

"Jesus, Evan. You could have used a different example! But you're right. I do know all of those things." I laugh but it fades at the sight of the single bed. This isn't a suite but an average room which means.... single bed. TV, tiny kitchenette and bathroom. Desk with a chair and.... No couch. Just a small love seat of a sofa I wouldn't even be able to lay in without curling up.

"I can call the front desk and have them wheel in a cot." Evan notices right away and walks over to the phone. 

"Stop. You're just as bad as Paul. Grow up, Scofield. There is no way I am making you sleep on one of those little flimsy cots. You're gigantic and I need you well rested and sharp for Nate's protection. But I call the left side of the bed. That's my side." I explain as nonchalantly as possible, yet Evan still swallows hard and clenches his jaw.

"Ma'am.. I-"

"Evan. I'm about to castrate you if you call me Ma'am again. We're both adults. Now order me some food from room service will ya?"

"Yes, ma-.... ok."

*****

My eyes flutter open and for a moment I forget where I am. The warmth beneath my cheek feels different. The texture...coarser. Before I lift my head I feel something unfamiliar and forget WHO I am with. Wait...

Instead of resting my head on Nate's chest, which has only a thin scatter of chest hair, I realize I am resting it on Evan, whose chest has a good amount of light brown hair.

I jolt upright, my breath catching in my throat and my eyes widening. Evan is still sleeping, one muscular arm up over his head, the other rests on his bare abs below his belly button. I apparently wrapped my body around him, with my head on his chest, one leg over his hips and one arm thrown over his torso. Scrambling, I shift to my side of the bed and lay on my back, staring at the ceiling trying to regain composure. Jesus Christ Trisha.

Evan didn't budge so I roll over and grab my phone to start the morning. Scrolling for awhile, then looking at today's busy agenda.

First, we'll have breakfast together in Nate's suite, I'll go over the day with him while Mila's Translator will come and get her up to speed. Then hair and make-up artist, Holly will come to the hotel room and get started on Nate and Mila before Nate's first interview. After his interview Nate and Mila will have exactly twenty minutes to eat before they need to both be at a meet-and greet and when that is over, we all meet up at the Venue. He'll have some time to relax before soundcheck and the concert.