Chapter 15

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I stepped out of the car along with Tony and Pepper. We walked into Hotel de Paris. Tony wrapped his arm around my waist.

"You know, it's Europe. Whatever happens in the next 20 minutes, just go with it." Tony tells me and Pepper.

"Go with it? Go with what?" Pepper asks Tony.

"Mr. Stark?"

"Hey." Tony says to Nat.

"Hello. How was your flight?" She asks.

"It was excellent. Boy its nice to see you." He said to her. I pinched him lightly. He gave me a goofy grin and I just rolled my eyes. A waiter came over to us and all of us minus Nat grabbed a drink. I took a sip of mine. Nice whiskey.

"We have one photographer from the ACM, if you don't mind." Nat says gesturing to the photographer. We set our drinks back on the tray.

"When did this happen?" Pepper asks with a tight smile. Well she doesn't look pleased.

"What? You made me do it." Said with a tight smile as pictures were taken.

"I made you do what?" Pepper asks.

"You quit. Smile. Look right there." Tony said as we turned to the camera. "Quit looking constipated."

"Don't flare your nostrils."

"You are so predictable." They both say at the same time. I choked back a laugh.

"Your table is ready." Nat said.

"Excellent."

"Right this way."

"You look fantastic." Tony says to me.

'Why, thank you very much." I say to him.

"What's on the docket?" He asks Nat.

"You have a 9:30 dinner."

"Perfect. I'll be there at 11:00." Tony said making me roll my eyes. "Is this us?" Tony asks walking to the table in the corner.

"It can be."

"Great. Make it us."

"Okay. Mr. Musk how are you?" Pepper asks the man.

"Congratulations on the promotion."

"Thank you very much." Pepper responds.

I walk over to the bar with Tony.

"You want a massage?" He asks.

"No I don't want a massage." I said.

"You look tense." When your ex-lover pops up into your dream I'm sure I can make anyone tense. " By the way, I didn't mean to spring this on you. Green is not your best color."

"Oh, please." I said.

"Anthony. Is that you?" I see Justin Hammer down the bar.

"My least favorite person on Earth." Tony says loud enough for only me to hear. "Justin Hammer."

"How you doing?" Justin asks Tony. "Your not the only rich guy here with a fancy car." Justin said then he winked at me.

Please don't.

"You know Christine Everhart from Vanity Fair." Justin said just as Christine walked over. "Do you guys no each other?"

"Hi. Yes we do." Pepper answered.

"Yes, roughly." Tony say at the exact same time. He smirks at me. I peck him on the cheek.

"BTW, big story. The new CEO of Stark Industries."

"Yea, I know, I know. My editor will kill me if I don't grab a quote for our Powerful Women issue."

"Oh."

"Can I?"

"Sure."

"She's actually doing a big spread on me for Vanity Fair." Justin boasted. "I thought I'd throw her a bone, you know."

"Well, she did quite a spread on Tony last year." I tell Justin.

"And she wrote a story as well." Tony said.

"It was very impressive." I commented.

"That was good." Tony said.

"I'm going to go wash up." I stated.

"Don't leave me." Tony hissed in my ear. I lightly laughed and walked away.

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I sat down at the table where Pepper was.

"Where's Tony?" I asked her sitting down in a chair next to her.

"I have no idea." She responded. I sigh. I don't blame him for leaving since Hammer is here.

"Oh my god." Pepper said. I look over at her.

"What is it?" I ask her. She points to the TV and when I looked up at it I saw Tony getting into one of the race cars.

"Natalie. Natalie!" Pepper called Nat over.

"Yes, miss Potts?"

"Did you know about this?" Pepper asks her referring to Tony.

"This is the first that I have known of it." She responds.

"This...this cannot happen." I roll my eyes.

"Pep he's fine." I stated calmly.

"How are you calm? He can get hurt!" She exclaimed.

I sighed.

"I can't control him Pepper. He doesn't really listen to what others say when it comes to what he wants to do." I said leaning back in my chair.

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