Oh God, let him forget about that. My thought was whirling as I attended to his needs right after that embarrassing incident. Chris, on the other hand, seems to be OK with it. He was normal and acted like nothing happened. I mean, why wouldn't he right?! His probably used to that. Used to girls "tripping" and falling right on his lap.

I groaned loudly. Please earth, swallow me now...

*****

"Are you ready?" Luke tapped me on the shoulder as he passed me by on the way to the SUV he'll be driving up on a secret location for the movie. He's in charge of Scarlett Johansson while I was delegated to drive Chris.

The car was spacious enough for him to rest on the 2 hour drive going there, and though I am still not comfortable being near him, I do not mind at all. Apart from the fact that driving him is part of my job, I actually did a subtle research on how he usually is in situations like this and the crew mostly told me that he usually just sleeps and rest and maybe read some stuffs he like on the net.

So basically I'm practically alone. Happiness!

"Yep!" I answered Luke without looking at him. I was carefully and meticulously saving up the location on the app on my iphone, making sure that we will definitely NOT get lost as we drive towards the said location. Its a different country and no way in hell or high water will I get stuck in the middle of nowhere with Chris Evans.

"Mace!" Luke shouted

I whipped my head so fast I felt dizzy. "What?!"

Luke laughed out loud. Knowing how wired I was. " Don't get lost!" He winked.

I smirked at him and get in my SUV. A few seconds later the back door slid and in came Chris wearing just his usual white shirt, jeans and cap. I waited for him to get settled before looking at the rear view mirror.

"Everything OK?" I asked casually. "Shall we go?"

He looked up from adjusting the pillow behind him, smiled at me from the rear view mirror and nodded.

"Yep. Let's go." Chris said cheerfully.

Great, I thought to myself as I pulled out of the driveway, He seems to be readying himself for a long sleep on the road. Just what they said.

A few minutes, maybe 5 minutes? 10 minutes?, Chris suddenly got up from the back and decided to ride shotgun.

Well. Hell.

Panicked, I gripped the steering wheel tighter. I can feel my hands begin to sweat and I just prayed that I wont turn red coz damn, that's just so freakin high school!

Now, I know we have been working together for 3 weeks already and this may seem silly but I just am not into this kind of a thing. Never been with a crush. I usually stay OUT of any straight guy's way. It's just...I'm just not that kind of a girl. I blame my dysfunctional family for this.

"So..." Chris cut into my thoughts suddenly, "where are you from, Mace?"