She drummed her fingers eagerly on the padded case that laid on her lap. She was becoming more and more anxious about her next job, knowing she would be on assignment for the better part of three months but these were the kinds of things she lived for. She had no children, no husband or significant other to answer to. It was just her and the exciting dream job she had always wanted that afforded her the lifestyle she was able to have now.

Being a 37 year-old single who had never been married, it wasn't as if that part of her life was non-existent but settling down was something that just never happened for her and being and writer, mainly a biographer for singers, actors, historians, athletes, and the like, she was always traveling, always in different locations weekly, sometimes daily, she thoroughly enjoyed her job.

She was headed to Stanford, Connecticut for her current assignment and she was eager to investigate the life of a professional wrestler, or sports entertainer as she had been instructed to address the man she was ghostwriting about and for. AJ Styles was the only thing she was given, name wise so she had done a little bit of investigating beforehand, but didn't want to delve too much into the internet aspect of his life. She wanted to approach this with fresh eyes and a willingness to his life, inside and outside of the ropes. It's how she approached all her jobs

The black SUV came to an abrupt stop and she looked around, realizing as she had been lost in her thoughts, she had now arrived at her destination and was ready to start a whole new adventure, for the first time, writing about a completely foreign person and atmosphere.

She exited the vehicle and as she entered the lobby area, she was met by a smiling, bright-faced young woman who immediately walked up to her, extending her hand.

"Hi, I'm Jemmalyn Austin. You must be April.

"It's nice to meet you." April offered, extending her own hand.

"AJ hasn't made it here yet. His flight was delayed from the east coast, but he should be here very shortly. Until then, the boss instructed me to show you around headquarters and introduce you to some of his co-workers." the small-framed woman rattled on as she led them through the hallway to a row of elevators.

"Do you know where we will be heading after we leave Connecticut?" April asked.

"Funny you should ask. I'm help with some of the scheduling and arrangements for the roster, so I was asked to help you around for the first little while until you get the hang of life on the road. We're actually going to be traveling to Boston this evening, but to give you a real look at traveling on the road."Jemmalyn replied, as she opened a door to a conference room.

Inside was a row of chairs were occupied by a few stately-looking gentlemen, all intently looking through papers, every so often they would jot something down and return to reading. April was taken aback for a moment when her eyes fell on someone who she recognized almost immediately. She smiled inside a little, not taking in the fact that even if she wasn't a wrestling fan herself, there may be a face or two that was wildly popular and recognizable.

And, someone would have to be living under a rock or in a cave to not know who Stone Cold Steve Austin was.

"Hey, daddy." Jemmalyn exclaimed, as she hugged the now standing man.

"Jemma, I didn't think I'd see you today. I thought you were working on the accommodations for a writer that was coming in." Steve asked.

"Daddy, this is April." Jemmalyn said, returning her attention to April, who was still drinking everything in. "The writer."

"Well, shoot. It's nice to meet you, honey." Steve said, extending his hand. "Sometimes the old noggin doesn't work the way it should." Steve smirked, tapping his cleanly, shaved head.

"It's alright." April returned with a smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasure's all mine, darlin'. You working with ole AJ, I hear?"Steve asked with a thick southern draw as he crossed his arms across his large chest.

"Yeah. I'm actually eager to get started. I've never wrote for a wrestler or sports entertainer before." April answered.

"You've been given the famous lingo talk, I see." Steve stated with a huge belly laugh.

"Well, I tried to read the memo." April replied, with a laugh of her own.

Before another word could be spoken, the door burst open, startling April as she slowly turned around. She was just as startled as her eyes took in the dark-haired man standing before her. He was out of breath, his blue eyes almost piercing through her as she gave him a once over. She hadn't realized her breath was caught in her throat, or that she was probably staring at him longer than she should have, especially considering she didn't even know who he was. Her eyes followed the length of his body, as she mentally took in the way his jeans seem to hug every curve just right.

"Are you gonna stand there son with your mouth open wide or are you gonna introduce yourself." Steve said, breaking the awkward silence in the room.

"I… um, yeah. You must be the biographer writing my story?"the man uttered, running his fingers through his dark hair, revealing his crystal blue eyes and sending a shiver through April's body.

"Um, yeah. AJ, I take it?" she answered, finally finding her voice.

"Um, yeah. Sorry I'm late. Those dang planes and delays and whatnot." he answered, giving a small nervous laugh.

"It's quite alright. I'm not sure where to get started or what the first steps are, so I'll just let you take the lead." she replied, realizing she was knocked of all common sense at the moment.

"Jesus son. You act like you've never seen a pretty gal before." Steve's voice could be heard again.

"Steve Austin. Ball buster." AJ said, staring past her and saluting Steve.

"Well, at least you found your wits enough to talk. As much fun as this has been, I've gotta get going." Steve replied, embracing his daughter once more. "You be careful out there and I'll catch up with you in a couple days."

"OK, daddy. I'll be with AJ most of the time. Love you."

"AJ, look after my little princess." Steve bellowed, as she patted the man on the shoulder.

"You got it, sir." AJ replied, before returning his gaze back to April's. "Well, I guess we can start with lunch. Are you ladies hungry?"

"Actually, I'm starving." April replied, looking at Jemma. "What about you?"

"I was going to check into the hotel and get everything squared away for the week, if that's okay, but I'll take a rain check?" Jemma asked, pushing herself past April and AJ.

"Um, yeah okay. Sounds good. I guess AJ can show me where the hotel is after lunch?" April asked, her gaze never leaving his.

"Yeah, of course." he agreed. "Thanks, Jemma."

"Anytime, cowboy." she said, squeezing his arm before leaving the room.

"I guess it's just you and me then." AJ said, smiling shyly.

Before April could reply, he opened the door, allowing her to exit first. She never had her head spin so much in such a short amount of time before and she wasn't sure what her belly was fluttering for. That feeling was new, too. She wasn't familiar with a lot of things that was going on but she was still eager for this next adventure and she was just as eager to get to know The Phenomenal One.

Now more than before.