*Trisha*

I knew Richard would want to have a few meetings while Nate was home. I didn't bother canceling them even though Nate requested I do so. No way. Not the first meeting like this. That wouldn't look good.

I wake up early to get ready for the day and plan to dress to impress with a powder pink button-down blouse and a light grey plaid pencil skirt. I use Nate's shower while he's still sleeping soundly. Of course, while showering, I think of all the times Nate and I have spent in this exact space together.

But then James comes to mind. I've seen him naked. I know what he has. And yesterday's kiss got me all riled up. I will obviously respect his wishes to go slow, but that doesn't mean I can't think of what it would be like to be with him. Maybe even right in this shower. I close my eyes, thinking about James Then Nate. I've got it bad for both of them. Well, Nate will always be my number one.  Since I was eighteen, he's been my number one.

 After my shower, I get ready in Nate's room since this is where all my make-up and shit has been forever. Julia's at the Avalon anyway. But I do know I'm going to have to sleep in the guest bedroom. Last night, I fell asleep on the couch watching my shows. I can no longer sleep in Nate's room with him, can I? He said it all ends in Europe. That once we are home, we can't be together. 

I need to move on. But I just can't seem to do it!

"Mornin." Nate eyes me as I roll up my nude thigh high stockings. Right now, my clothes are hung up on the bathroom hook, and I'm in a white demi bra and matching underwear. Nothing crazy but the way Nate is scoping me out while I put my nylons on has me shifting on the bed a little.

"What?" I squint my eyes at him, knowing the sight of me is turning Nate on just by the bulge growing in his briefs.

"Nothing dollface. You're just hot as fuck and you're not going to be able to change in here anymore looking like that. I need to behave. Once Julia comes home-"

"Blah blah blah." I lift my hand mimicking talking with a smirk.

"I mean it Trish." Nate says softly and practically winces and bites his bottom lip when I snap the lace elastic of my thigh high on my leg before moving on to the next one. "Christ." He mutters and rolls out of bed to get ready for the day.

"You know...... if she's in there fucking around with psych patients like Maloney..." I stand up and press my body against his while whispering in his ear "It's ok for you to."

Nate's eyes darken with lust.  I begin to kiss his ear. "Fuckin hell..."

He closes his eyes and pushes his head against my mouth wanting more. I don't worry about James because I know any chance he gets to make out with Julia, he's going to take it. We are in the same boat here.

"We have plenty of time. Hours." I suck on his earlobe and then kiss his neck. He grabs my hips tightly. I knew that would get him going. "We have two full hours before we have to leave, playboy. Tell me what you want." I slide my hand down his abs and gently tug at the waistband of his boxers. He pulls them down and Nate catches my eyes gravitate towards the goods.

"Like what you see, doll?" He smirks playfully, yet it's sexy as all hell.

"You know I do..."

"You still have those restraints??" He cocks a brow at me and gasps when my fingertips gently stroke the underside of his hard length, making him twitch.

"You know I do." I repeat. And that's all it took. Nate practically growls at my answer before attaching his lips to my neck. "Is that what you want, Playboy? You want to be tied up?" I ask extra seductively. 

"You know I do..." He links his fingers in the waistband of my thong and pulls it down. I purposely put the red silk fabric ties in his nightstand for easy access, hoping that maybe Nate would change his mind. It didn't take long.

"Only problem. You don't have the right headboard." I glance over at his bed that doesn't have any bars. He frowns and we both look around the room. "Aha..." 

Bingo.  The vanity chair. Oh, this could be fun. I wink at Nate and then drag the chair from the bathroom into his bedroom, putting it next to his bed.

"Have a seat, Mr. Hollan." 

He does what I say but puts my towel down on the hard surface of the chair before sitting his bare ass down. I retrieve the fabric and tie his wrists behind him, looping the silk through the bars of the chair. He tugs his wrists, but they don't budge and his eyes flicker with excitement. Who knew Nate would be into this kind of kink? He certainly didn't know until recently. This is why we're so good together. He is comfortable with me. He feels safe with me. I love that.

"Now what do you want me to do?" I ask.

"Everything."

"Specifics, Nate." I bend towards him while holding on to the arms of the chair and kiss his neck.

"I want that pretty mouth of yours wrapped around me." He pauses with his eyes closed, taking in the sensation from my gentle kissed under his ear. "Then... I want you to sit right here on my lap and fuck me." His cheeks flush up a little and I smile at his slight embarrassment as he talks. I drag my lips down his body until they brush up against his tip, making his head roll back with pleasure.

"Like this?"

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*James*

Casey didn't bother waking me up this morning since I had a night terror that kept me awake for a while last night. I open my eyes, and my room is still nice and dark. I turn to the clock to see it's nine in the morning.  Maggie isn't in here which means Casey or Jonah are taking care of her for me. I close my eyes again, trying to ignore the morning wood I woke up with. I miss Julia but for some reason, this morning Trisha is in my head. 

So, like any grown-ass man who has a hard on in the morning, I begin to take care of it while laying here in the dark.... thinking about Trisha. She really is this Blonde Bombshell. Everything about her screams seduction. When Trisha walks into a room all attention from every man and some women are on her. I wonder what it would feel like to be with her. I can't believe I stopped her and told her I wanted to go slow because right now all I can think of is what we would be like together. I wonder if she thinks of me when she's alone in her room.

I need to move on from Julia, I really do. And Trisha may be the one to help me do that.

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*Trisha*

"You ready?" I fix the collar of Nate's teal polo shirt that brings out his eyes before we enter the conference room. He looks good and ready for the meeting. My stomach, however, is tight in knots. Having meetings with Richard gives me anxiety. You never know what he's going to pull out of his hat and usually isn't not good for Nate. Makes money but not good.  I have a feeling today will be no different. Once we are in the room, we say our hello's and get right down to business, hoping this meeting is short and sweet.

"Well, I am pleased to hear that your tour has been extremely successful, Nate. Quite the good reviews all around and I look forward to seeing that continue through your travels... especially when you start performing the US leg of the tour" Richard begins the meeting on a high note.

"Thanks, Richard. A lot of hard work was put into this tour... not just me but from the production team as a whole. But I'm curious to ask what this meeting is about? I just returned into the states and actually have a lot on my plate right now. I know I only have three weeks home before I fly back out." Nate gets right to it. Crap.

"That's why I wanted to have this meeting now we would like to continue producing more music videos especially the Safe Haven song that you just released. I think you could really make a good amount of money off of that if you had a music video to go along with it."

"We were thinking of hiring Mila Giovanni again because of how good it worked out the last time."

No.... oh no....... He can't be serious. I look over to see Nate's reaction and all the color has drained from his face. He looks like he may get sick right here in this room. I shake my head a little at him praying he will keep his shit together and not show Richard his temper but that's wishful thinking

"How good it worked out together?! How good it worked out together?? It was awful Richard. You had me doing some publicity stunt that ruined my relationship with my girlfriend!"

Shit.

"Nate!" I hiss and kick him under the table.

"Nate nothing. That can't happen again. I don't think you understand what it did, Richard. All you see is money! You don't see how that affected everybody... the people around me...the people that I love. I don't think you understand how it affected me and my health. I started drinking again. I can't do that... my body can't afford to go through that again.

"NATE!" I need to reel him in. This is his producer he's talking to. But I kinda can't blame Nate. I mean, c'mon. Mila Giovanni? Really?

"I got a fucking DUI from that whole stunt and now have to do a million community hours and AA meetings at the Avalon every freaking day of my life" 

"You're correct on one thing, Nate. It is all about the money and that is what I see because that is my job. To to see you be productive and earn money. Your DUI... your drinking? That's your own personal business. That is something you have to work on for yourself. It has nothing to do with your career. Let me make this clear. There will be a music video and if I feel like Mila Giovanni is the best fit and can get her to sign the contract and be in the video...that is what I'm going to do."

Richard puts Nate in his place.

"It was nice to see you again Nate enjoy your few weeks off. We will be in touch." Richard stands up and adjusts his tie then he leaves the room closing the door behind him.

" Oh my God, this is actually happening. He's going to do this to me, isn't he?" Nate's voice shakes.

"I've never seen Richard be that bold before. Usually, you have a say... but not this time." 

"How the hell am I gonna tell Julia this? How the hell am I even gonna DO this??"

"Well, let's not think about that right now. He hasn't planned anything. It's just one of his stupid ideas and nothing's going to happen in the next three weeks. And you have tour all year so I don't know where he's pulling this time out of his ass. Because you have no time right now. So, don't go jumping the gun and telling Julia anything when we don't even know what's happening yet, OK? She's going through enough and you're going through enough. Come on you need to take me out for breakfast. I'm starving." I try to advert his attention to something else.

"Do you mind if we get something quick on the way home, I really need to go see Julia at the Avalon and Paul could use a break. Unless you want to join us and go to the Avalon with me?"

"Not a shot in hell, Playboy." He knows I won't step foot into that hospital and Nate laughs. 

" Why don't you take James out for breakfast? I'm sure he would enjoy that."

"James can't drive."

"Well, you can..."  Nate pushes on.

"Nate.... I haven't driven since..." I swallow hard. I haven't been able to get over my fear of driving since the car accident.  I have a panic attack every time I get behind the wheel.

"Trisha, you're going to really need to get over this. You're going to have to learn how to drive. What's going to happen when things get really busy, and I need you to run my errands for me again."

I frown. Part of my job needs me to be able to drive. More than part. Most of my job requires that.

"I'll hire a driver. I'll use an Uber or something. Nate, you don't understand! Every time I got behind the wheel with Paul... God, he tried but I'd have a panic attack. You saw it. You saw how I was! I'm not ready." Tears prick my eyes."Nevermind. I'm not even hungry. I'll just go home."

"Trish..."

I try to hold in my tears, but one slides out, and I wipe it away quickly.

Nate sighs as we stand and then hugs me.

"It's OK doll, I'll pick you guys up some breakfast to bring back, OK? You don't have to drive anywhere." He kisses the top of my head. "Come on, I know you're hungry." 

Thank God he dropped the conversation for me. He knows I can't do it. Not yet. 

Maybe never.

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*James*

"Breakfast!" Trisha comes in trying to be cheery, but I can tell she's not. She's faking it. She holds a large box and balancing on top of it, coffees for everyone.  "Hey," Trish turns to Jonah. "Nate's waiting for you in the car." She hands him a smaller bag and a coffee, 

"Thanks. Casey just jumped in the shower. Can you be here with James for a bit?" 

"Of course."

 They know I can't be alone so if I had a seizure while Casey was in the shower there'd be no one to help me. Jonah takes his breakfast with him, and he is out the door. They must be going to the Avalon to see Julia. 

I feel crummy about not seeing Julia as often as I should. From what I know she was by my side during my coma, taking care of me the entire time. I should be doing the same. But she has Nate. She chose Nate. So I'm trying to move on. I should still be there for her as her best friend though.

"Mornin' James." Trisha sees me sitting on the couch petting Maggie. She sits down next to me and puts the coffee up in my hand, making sure I have it before letting go. "I got bagels and cream cheese, blueberry muffins and some kinda scone thingies. They looked good though."

"You and your sweet tooth." I smirk and sip my coffee. "Thank you. Are you good?"

"Yeah, why?" She sips her own coffee and opens the pastry box.

"You're lying to me."

I watch Trisha take my coffee from me before answering.  She puts half a bagel with cream cheese in my hand for me without me even asking her. If my sisters were in charge, they would be eating already without even thinking about me having a hard time with my coordination. I certainly can't put cream cheese on a bagel, that much I'm aware of. I'd have to remind the girls to help me. Again, not their fault but I'm glad I am here, and my sisters can be just that- my sisters.

"Nate's meeting didn't go too well."

Trisha tells me all about the meeting. The idea of hiring Mila Giovanni to be in another one of Nate's music videos. It's just an idea but I can tell this is something his producer wants in the works. 

"Julia won't be able to handle that." I inhale sharply. 

"I know. So Nate is really worried about that now. He's so stressed out. All the time." She frowns. "Anyway, he's not going to say anything to Julia until contracts are actually signed and that could be months from now. A lot can happen in a few months."

"Don't I know it." I nod.

 Trisha really cares for Nate. We are in the same position. Me and Trisha with Nate and Julia. I think that's why we connect so well.

"Did he say anything about Julia? Like how she is?" I ask. Trisha knows I've been avoiding the situation a little more lately for my own health and wellbeing. The Avalon is stressful. Trisha understands.

"No, we were too busy bickering all the way home. I can text Paul and get an update though. Would that help?"

"It really would."

 Trisha texts out to Paul while we continue eating breakfast. Like Julia, she's very intuitive and a great caregiver. I wonder what will happen in three weeks when everyone leaves me. I guess I have to go back my sister's caring for me. Claudia will be around and she's a great nurse so that will help. But it is still so very stressful being at mom's house. And then having my sisters take care of me overnights at my own house.

"Think Julia will be ok to go back on tour in three weeks?" I ask while waiting for Paul to respond.

"I highly doubt it. Why do YOU want to come back on tour with us in three weeks?"

I shrug my shoulders.

"We are always in need of bodyguards, you are more than welcome to join us. You know that, right? And as much as Nate pretends the dog is a nuisance, he loves Maggie. She's EVERYONE'S therapy dog. So regardless of what happens with Moretti, you are invited."

"Yeah, that won't go over well with Julia. I couldn't leave her. Not right now."

"Well, it's three weeks away, hotstuff. You have plenty of time to decide. And what if maybe I want you to come with me. Be MY plus one? Hmmm?" Trisha uses her thumb to wipe a dab of cream cheese off the corner of my mouth. Before I can react, her lips were on mine. Desperate, greedy, hungry. She kisses me in a way that makes my heart pound and head spin at the same time. I reach up and cup her face, reeling her in for more and then, as Julia would call it, give her my 'soap opera kiss'. Julia was cute like that. She had all these little quirky sayings and- Jesus, why the hell am I thinking about Julia right now?

The bathroom door swings open making us break out kiss. Casey is out of the shower. She didn't see us, thank God.

"Hey Casey. I brought over breakfast and a coffee for you. The kind with all the whipped cream and caramel and sugar, just the way you like it." Trisha says smoothly and leans down to grab my coffee, putting it back in my hand to make it seem like she was only helping. 

Yeah, helping me get a hard dick.

I'm not really sure why we are hiding the kiss in the first place. Maybe because there is so much going on around us and we both know this could blow up and add to the drama. Neither of us want that.

 I feel like we are on the same page here.

"Thanks! I'm just gonna blow dry my hair and then be right out. You good, James? Do you need any help with anything?" Casey asks.

"Nope. I'm good. Trisha can help me with everything I need."

Trisha can help me with everything I need....

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