Kamala's Security

The Hotel Room

You depart the plane and get her to the motorcade safely. You are still on high alert because of the wreck. So on the ride to the hotel you don't pay much attention to her. But you notice occasionally that she is glaring at you but you avoid eye contact. You are in Mexico she has planned to speak there tomorrow. One of her many trips there to solve the border issue. She is trying to unite the United States and Mexico more. But, her being in a foreign country makes you more sensitive to the environment, you can't be distracted even if there is a goddess sitting across from you, glaring at you in a very mischievous way.

You arrive at the hotel and she goes to get out of the car but this time you stop her. When you sense that she is going to sit up to get out you reach your hand over and push on her thigh, perhaps a little higher than you meant to. You look around and then look at her.

"Sit. Here I will get out first. Then you will follow. Just as a extra precaution." You look at her intently but notice she is biting her lip.

"Yes ma'am" she says in a slightly playful tone.

This fucking woman. UGHHHH. You shake it off and step out of the car, looking around to make sure all is clear. Other agents surround you and you reach your hand into the car to help her out. She grabs it and allows you to lead her out.

"The room is ready we already have everyone checked in. Your staff will be close and I will have an adjoining room next to you." you say quickly and informatively.

"Thank you, agent (y/n)." She says back in full Madam President mode.

You guide her through the lobby where several people take pictures and media tried to get a comment from her on the motorcade attack. But you continue to push her on and eventually make it down the halls to her room. You open the room door and go in to do a thorough check while she and three other agents follow behind you. The other agents search and investigate for ten minutes and finally you speak.

"Alright, thank you all. Everything is in order. You know the night shift schedule. Go to the post your supposed to and switch when you're supposed to. No one is to come in this room. Absolutely no one. Understood?" You say in a firm voice.

They all nod and exit the room. As they exit you go to the door and lock it. You turn around and notice Kamala looking around.

"This is a beautiful room, did you pick this place yourself?" she asks while she admires the room.

"Yes, I did. A team came a pre secured it. I chose to have a room connected to yours in case you needed me urgently. The bourbon there is brought by our team and has already been tested, so you're free to drink it. If you need me Madam President, I will be in my room. I know you have had a long day. I don't wish to keep you up. Goodnight" You say as you bow slightly and move toward your connecting door.

"Goodnight, agent." she says in a curious tone.

You retreat to your room and try to unwind. Thoughts of what she must be doing plague your mind as you take off your tie and suit jacket. Is she getting naked? Is she thinking of you? You plop down on your bed, shoes still on and white shirt slightly unbuttoned. You scratch your head while thinking of how she has been looking at you and it messes your hair up a bit. You lay in the bed for maybe fifteen minutes and then you hear a knock at the door. Immediately you're back in protect mode. You shoot up and rush to the door swinging it open and seeing her standing there, you glide in front of her, blocking her from the rest of her room.

"Ma'am are you okay?" you ask quickly.

"Yes, honey, yes I'm okay" she says with a giggle and places her hand on your side.