Paul stirred softly in his sleep, feeling the heat of the sunrise wash through the hotel room. His hazel hues squinted softly, as he tried to shake off his sleep, wondering what time it could be. His eyes fell upon the clock, as he sighed from relief.

"7:30am, perfect timing."

His eyes fell upon the bed, as he studied Stephanie intently. He watched as she chewed her lip, shifting softly in her sleep. Her hair was messy from sleeping, but absolutely breathtaking, and imperfect. She looked so small under the thick sheets, and he found it cute that she was balled into the fetal position as she slept, like a small child. The buzzing of his pager shook him from his thoughts, as he read the flashing name across the screen.

"Joanie.."

He sighed guiltily, realizing he hadn't thought about her once since being with Stephanie. He walked to the phone, hoping that Joanie wouldn't blow up too much about his whereabouts. As she answered the phone, he held his breath, waiting on the lecture. "Paul, where have you been? The boys and I waited for the longest for you to go to the bar with us. We were supposed to be celebrating your big push, remember?" Paul sighed, realizing he didn't remember a thing they had told him that night. All he could recall was seeing the beautiful brunette wander off listening to her headphones. He didn't want to hurt Joanie, but he had to speak to her on where their relationship stood. Even before Stephanie wandered in his life, he had numerous doubts on what Joanie and he truly were. Were they together for intimacies only? Were they together because they worked together? He couldn't figure out the true answer.

"Paul...? I'm talking to you, dork, what's going on?" Paul couldn't hear what Joanie said, because he found himself lost at the sight of Stephanie. During sometime that he was on the phone, she had found her way into the bathroom. She forgot to shut the door, and he watched as she smiled goofily in the mirror, doing little model poses to a soft rock jam. She shook her head, letting her dark hair fall softly against her back. Her silk robe showed her true shape, and Paul found himself at a loss of words from how gorgeous she was. "

Joan, I'm sorry. Lost track of what I was saying. I'll be headed out soon, so I'll catch you at the show tonight." Joanie sat on the other side, smiling a bit from her road buddies being goofy, as she turned her attention back to Paul. "Sure, babe. See you tonight. I love you." Paul studied Stephanie once more, as he noticed her bright personality had taken a somber turn with a slow ballad coming on that must have meant something to her. He watched her look down, studying her hands sadly, as he felt his heart throb, wishing he could be the one to make her smile again.

"I love you too..."

Joanie smiled for Paul's words, as she hung up. After awhile, Stephanie came from the bathroom, giving Paul a polite nod. He nodded back, running his hands through his thick, sandy hair. "So, how did you sleep on that bed? I woke up and saw you knocked out. Must have been quite the dream bed for you." Stephanie giggled, embarrassed that she probably looked like a slobbery mess when he saw her. "Yeah, pretty sweet bed. I have to invest in getting one, for sure." Paul gave her a light chuckle, before gathering the little belongings he brought into the room. "I had an amazing night. Seems like I'm on the road so much, I haven't gotten the chance to just relax, you know?" Stephanie nodded, understanding what he must feel with always having to perform, and find a few hours out of the night to sleep.

"I agree wholeheartedly. I'll try to tell Daddy to take it easy on you, hahaha. But honestly, he likes you so much. Its why I was surprised we never met. At dinner, anywhere he goes, he talks so highly of you. So I know he works you because he knows you're the future of this business." Paul found his face growing beet red. He wondered for awhile how he was viewed in the company, and to hear the owner's daughter talk about him as if he was her family made his heart jump. He played it off by giving a slight shrug and a tiny smile. "I'm sure Vince finds something about me pretty decent. I'll thank him if I ever have the chance."

Stephanie smiled, as they made their way towards the door. She paused slightly, feeling his body inches away from hers. Stephanie was a small girl for the most part, slightly taller than other girls at 5'8, but she had a petite frame with long, beautiful legs. But near Paul, she felt so tiny. She gained the courage to look up at him, as he looked down at her, giving her a small smile. "Don't want to knock you out of the way, Ms. Lady. You can go first." Stephanie bit her lip softly, giving him a slight nod.

"I wanted to thank you for everything. You were a cool, kind guy. I had a fun time just chatting, I've never done that before." Paul gave her a little grin, as he opened the door for her. "I feel the same way, that was pretty eye-opening, and just relaxing. I've never experienced anything like that myself, to be quite honest." They both stared at one another for awhile, before Paul ran his hands through his hair once more, giving Stephanie a soft chuckle. "I'll see you around, then?" Stephanie nodded, running her hands through her soft, dark locks as well. She felt herself giving him a soft grin, before she spoke quietly.

"I'll be seeing you, Mr. Levesque."