"Ugh, why wasn't he more specific? The least he could have done is told me what flavour he wanted." Dean Ambrose, well known WWE superstar grumbled to himself under his breath while texting his best friend Roman Reigns asking what flavour of chips he wanted Dean to buy.

While he was waiting for Roman to reply he felt someone smack into his shoulder. He turned around to apologise and was stunned by the beautiful woman on the ground. Obviously she had bounced off him and landed on the floor. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Dean apologised while helping the woman to her feet. "Are you okay?" he asked while the woman made sure that her dress hadn't ridden up and that she was still very much presentable. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm sorry as well; I think I was the one who bumped into you." She said laughing. Dean was awestruck by the beautiful woman in front of him. "What's your name beautiful?" He asked still smiling at her. "My name's Marissa and yours is?" she replied. "I'm Dean." He said.

Just then his phone vibrated signalling a text had come through. Sure enough it was from Roman replying to his earlier text.

Just buy whatever flavour you want man, I'll eat anything lol

Dean still can't decide what flavour of chips to get; there are so many options so he decides to ask Marissa what she thinks he should go for. "What flavour should I get do you think? My mate doesn't care so long as he gets some chips." Dean laughs. "Well I think you should get 2 or more bags. Get a neutral flavour like sea salt and get another one that you like the sound of. That way you'll both be happy with the options." Marissa says smiling at Dean.

Dean does as she suggests and the pair end up walking around the shop talking, mainly Dean accompanying Marissa while she does her weekly grocery shop. By the time they get to the counter Marissa has found out that Dean is a wrestler and Dean has found out that Marissa is a personal trainer at the local gym. They both head outside with their groceries and are about to go their separate ways when Dean decides to ask Marissa out on a date. "Marissa, I know this may come across as a little bit forward but would you like to go on a date with me sometime? No pressure, you don't have to say yes if you really don't want to."

"Dean don't be silly. Of course I'll go on a date with you. I'd love to." She says grinning at him. They swap phone numbers and agree to go for lunch the next day. When Dean gets back to Roman he is pacing the house. "Dude, what took you so long?" "Sorry man got chatting to a lady who I have a lunch date with tomorrow." Dean said grinning at his buddy. "Trust you to pick up a chick in the Grocery Store." Roman says laughing at Dean's mock hurt expression.

The next day:

Dean was nervous and it was obvious to everyone. They had decided to meet at the beach to get to know each other some more and have a bit of fun.

They both had the day off so they met mid morning and to make it easier Dean had decided to pack a picnic for the date. Roman was watching Dean pack the food up "You must really like this chick." He observed while taking over the wrapping process for some of the sandwiches. "She's different dude, I want to impress her." Dean said fussing about the food he'd made.

When he got to the beach and saw Marissa waiting for him his nerves vanished but not before Marissa saw that he was a little nervous. She thought it was cute that a big macho guy like Dean would be nervous about a date. It was almost laughable. When he spotted her and started walking over she noticed he had a picnic basket and a blanket with him. "What's that for?" she asked when he reached her. "Its lunch, I thought a picnic on the beach sounded appropriate for a date." He said smirking at her. "You're right, it does. Thank you for being thoughtful." She said smiling at him as they made their way down to the beach. They found a place to sit that wasn't too sheltered and wasn't too crowded. Dean set the blanket out so they could sit down and when she took off her sundress to reveal the bright blue bikini on underneath he was stunned. She was gorgeous! He took his shirt off and lay back getting comfortable.

While eating lunch Marissa complimented Dean on his cooking skills and teased him when he admitted that Roman helped. She admitted that she couldn't cook and suggested that their next date should maybe be a cooking lesson.

"Dean?" Marissa asked breaking into his thoughts about being on a date with probably the most beautiful woman in town. "Yeah?" he replied "Would you be able to rub sunscreen on my back I don't want to get sunburnt." She asked while playing the lid of the sunscreen bottle. "Sure sweetheart, turn around." Dean grabbed the bottle and put some sunscreen on his hands, rubbed them together and then slowly applied it to Marissa's back. 'God she has such soft skin' he thought. "All done, you definitely won't get burnt now" he said smiling at her. "Thanks" she smiled back at him "Want me to rub some on your back?" she asked with a wink. "Yes please." He said knowing she just wanted an excuse to touch him. When she rubbed the sunscreen onto his back he didn't want her to stop. Her hands felt so good on his skin. When she finished he turned around without warning and before she knew what he had planned kissed her. He just couldn't help himself. He had to know what Marissa tasted like and he wasn't disappointed. She was delicious. And she was kissing him back. He couldn't believe his luck.

Dean was in heaven. The sun was going down and he was at the beach with the most beautiful woman in town. He couldn't wait to see what happened on their next date.