On a sunny Saturday afternoon in downtown Los Angeles, Holly Cunningham sat down at a table in Marino Ristorante. She liked to order lunch and sit in the back where she could relax and watch people as they walked by and she could catch up on work. She looked and there was a couple sitting at a table, two down from her, with a film crew rolling on them. When the waitress came over she asked "hey Danielle, what is going on?"

She replied laughing "well, see that blonde guy; apparently he is a WWE wrestler. I guess they are doing some kind of speed dating episode because this is the third date he has had today."

"Really? Wow. Everyone is in such a rush these days, I mean speed dating? I would think love would be the one thing people would want to take their time with. Oh well, more power to him."

"You are just a romantic. That happens when you study poetry and literature and all that, Holly. Now what can I get you today?"

"I suppose I am an idealist. Anyway, I will have the Cesar salad and the stuffed ravioli. And I think I want a glass of Syrah, whatever you recommend."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

Holly took the stack of papers out of her briefcase and slipped her glasses on. She grabbed a pen and started to work. She couldn't help but glance down at the other table and laugh. Neither the guy nor the girl seemed to be enjoying their date much. She went back to grading papers, only looking up when the waitress brought back her wine. A little while later, she brought back the salad and Holly noticed that the girl was gone but the man was still sitting there talking to one of the crew. She wondered if the speed dating wasn't over yet.

She went to eating her salad and observed another young lady coming in to join the blonde guy. She laughed to herself and finished her food. By the time Danielle brought her spinach and ricotta stuffed ravioli, she saw that he was eating another salad. She told the waitress "he must really like salad."

"He must. That is now his forth one!" They both shared a giggle before she went back to the kitchen. She couldn't help but watch him and listen in, laughing to herself. She thought he was good looking, and wondered why he would resort to this to find a girl. She figured he should have women falling at his feet. She tried not to make it obvious that she was eavesdropping and watching but he still noticed. After that date was over, his next one arrived. Her eyes went wide that he would have five dates in one afternoon. 'He must spread it around like peanut butter!' She almost choked on her wine when he ordered yet another salad.

She smiled to herself but felt her cheeks flush when his gaze caught hers. She knew he had spotted her staring. She quickly ducked her head and focused on grading papers. He was thinking about how gorgeous she looked with the sunlight bouncing off her strawberry blonde hair and how pretty her smile was. He liked that she blushed when he smiled at her. He wondered why he couldn't meet a woman like her on this kind of date.

She wasn't sure how much time had passed but she glanced up and saw the brunette leaving. She looked at her watch and decided she had best be going too. She didn't want to be there when people started filing in for dinner. She stacked up her papers and reached to get her briefcase. When she sat back up, there was a grinning blonde standing at her table.

"Hi."

"Um, hi."

"Sorry to just come over like this, but I noticed you watching us and laughing. Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes I did actually. What were you hoping to accomplish today Mr…..?"

"Nemeth. But please, call me Nick. Well, I am on the road a lot and don't get many chances to meet women."

"I see. But still, what were you hoping to get out of speed dating? Don't you think you would be better off finding someone, I don't know, that you have something in common with, or that has half a brain, or at least can hold your attention? You didn't look like you were enjoying yourself all that much. But I guess all that doesn't matter to a man like you, right?"

"I didn't pick them. I mean, I went to a matchmaker… look, I don't even know your name, why are you judging me?"

"You're right. You don't. But I am not the one who came over to your table uninvited now am I? Why did you come over here again?"

He didn't want to tell her now that he thought she was attractive and was obviously educated by the stack of books and papers she had around her. He thought she was now looking down on him "I don't know."

"Well that is an original answer. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to be going. Good luck with your woman search, Nick. Hope this whole scene works out for you. I am sure you will find the perfect woman to hook up with." She threw her bag over her shoulder and briskly walked out.

The waitress walked up to take the money off the table and Nick turned to her "I don't know what the hell just happened."

"What?"

"I came over here to ask her out and instead made myself look like an ass, and she left without even telling me her name. I am an idiot."

"Oh, Holly? She was just curious what you were doing. We both were."

"Holly? You know her?"

"Oh yeah, she comes in every Saturday to have lunch and grade papers."

"She is a teacher?"

"Yeah. She works at the Marlton Charter School for the Deaf. She teaches English."

The wheels were turning in his mind. "Really?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes. Well, thank you for coming in today. I hope you enjoyed yourself." Danielle walked away, leaving him staring out the door, thinking about how he was going to see her again "oh I did. Thank you." He paid his tab and made a quick call before leaving the restaurant. He had to admit that her fiery side definitely appealed to him.

As Holly drove home, she was fuming. "Infuriating man! On a date with five women, then going to come over and talk to me like I am the one that is out of line! The nerve!" She didn't know why she got so mad at him, but was more upset with herself for finding him so attractive. She would never admit that she could enjoy being with a man that was a gorgeous as him. She just shook her head "no, just put him out of your mind. Not like you will ever see him again. Just don't think about him."

She made it home and tried to push Nick out of her thoughts. She had to admit he had a nice smile and beautiful blue eyes, but she figured he was probably full of himself. She had to call her sister and tell her all about the spectacle she got to witness. "Yes, girl, they are combining wrestling with speed dating! I think it would have been more entertaining if it was in a ring! YES! The girls should wrestle and whoever wins, gets the guy! That would be a great idea!"

"So why do I get the feeling you liked this guy?" her sister asked.

"What? Me? No! I just found it entertaining. Not something you see every day."

"But he was cute right?"

"Yeah, kinda, if you like that sort. He looks like living, breathing Ken doll." Amanda started to laugh 'that sort?'

"Ken huh? Well he definitely isn't for you because you sure as hell aren't Barbie!"

"Right! And if I was, I would prefer GI Joe anyway!"

The girls giggled and finished their talk, before Holly hung up to get some work done. She still had papers to grade and lesson plans to do for the next week.

Later that night, Nick met his friend Matt (Zack Ryder) at the bar, and had to tell him about his day. "So the speed dating was a bust, man. I didn't have anything in common with any of the women and I looked like a doof. So look, I noticed this chick at another table that was looking over at me and smiling. She was pretty hot right, so after the last girl left, I went over to her. I figured maybe she thought I was hot too, and I should ask her out. Instead, she is talking to me like I am some womanizer. She stormed out before I could really defend myself."

"Only you would find something to bitch about. You had five dates, and still are whining about another one getting away. You make me sick, bro. I don't meet five girls in a week."

"Shut up. So let me finish. The waitress told me the girl's name was Holly and she is an English teacher at a school for the deaf!" Matt laughed at how wide Nick's eye's got. "So, perfect right? I called Lisa in the PR office and she is supposed to hook me up with an appearance there. I will get to see her again, and hopefully this time make a better impression."

"Are you crazy, bro? You think she wants to see you? She is going to flip out when you show up at her job. Like what are you going to say 'oh sick! I can't believe I am seeing you again!'? Don't think she will be happy to see you."

"Maybe not, but I am going to lay on the charm and make her swoon."

Late Monday morning, Nick called to make sure everything had been arranged before driving across town to the charter school. He was met by Lisa Mattox, the public relations specialist, Leo Baker, the photographer, and Dr. Tim Duncan, the principal. The principal shook his hand and told him "it is a pleasure to have you with us. I must say, I was surprised when I received Ms. Mattox's call." He began to sign "she also tells me that you are fluent in American Sign Language."

Nick smiled and responded in speech and sign "yes I am. I studied it as my foreign language for four years when I was in college."

Dr. Duncan grinned "we are so glad that you have come to speak to our students today. It will make them so happy to meet you. So why don't we start? I haven't called an assembly yet; I was waiting to see what you would want to do."

"Oh, an assembly would be fine. Make sure you invite your teachers to come as well" he told him with a smile.

"They wouldn't miss it. Okay, let me get on the intercom and call everyone to the gym. Some of the classrooms have deaf teachers so I will have to stop by there and tell them in person. My secretary will direct you to the gymnasium and I will join you when I am finished."

He got on the speaker and announced there would be an assembly in the gym right then. He invited all the students, teachers, and staff to come and hear from a special guest. Sheila, the secretary, lead them over while he was rounding everyone up. Holly was in her classroom when she heard the message and signed to her students that they were going to go to the gym. She led her group down the hallway and out to the gym entrance. They sat up in the bleachers and waited for everyone to file in.

A few minutes later, all the students had joined them. The principal went and got the wireless microphone headsets, and turned the speaker system on. When he came back, he handed Nick a headset to put on as well. Holly's face dropped and her eyes bugged open when she saw the man standing on the court. She had to blink to make sure it was the same guy. She could feel the flush rising in her cheeks. He was scanning the crowd, searching for her face. He stifled a chuckle when he saw her and caught the look she was giving him. He smiled at her and turned his attention back to the principal. Dr. Duncan began to address them and sign "Welcome everyone. We have a special guest joining us today, WWE Superstar Dolph Ziggler!" Holly mouthed to herself "Dolph Ziggler?"

They held their hands up and rotated their wrists, the sign for clapping, when Nick stood in front of them. He started to talk and sign, and he could see the awe on the kids' faces. He was sure that none of them realized he knew sign language. He told them about how he had studied ASL in college and how he got into wrestling, talking about his collegiate accomplishments. He told them about how he had been accepted to law school, but gave it up to sign with WWE. He also told them about how many times he had been sent back down for more training. "I decided that if I didn't make it, it wouldn't be because I didn't give it my best. I worked hard and trained and never gave up. The last time I was called up to the main roster, things clicked for me, and now here I am. Don't ever give up on your dream." He also spoke to them about the Be A Star campaign against bullying. He knew that deaf kids faced a lot of challenges, even prejudice as adults as well. He wanted to make sure they got the message to stand up for themselves and for others.

When he was done, the kids waved their hands at him again and he smiled at them. He was glad he could make them so happy, and he was glad that Holly had gotten to see the kind of man he really is. After he was done, he talked with some of the kids and took pictures, with Lisa passing out signed photos to all the students. Soon, they were dismissed for lunch and the kids left and went to the cafeteria.

Nick saw Holly walking out and yelled to stop her "Holly wait!" She kept walking but wondered how he knew her name.

One of the other teachers turned and gave him a curious look as he ran to catch up with her. He took her arm and she spun around to face him. "Let me go!" She yanked her hand away and narrowed her eyes at him. "What the hell are you doing here, Nick? Or Dolph was it?"

"It's Nick and I wanted to talk to the kids."

"You're a bold-faced liar. There is no way you were scheduled to be here and we didn't know about it until today. So I'm going to ask you again, why are you here?"

He grinned "okay you found me out. I wanted to see you again."

"Ugh! You are exasperating! First of all, why did you want to see me? I figured you got enough the other day. And secondly, how did you find me? Did you steal my credit card receipt or something?"

He noticed some of the teachers staring at them so he asked her "can we go somewhere else and have this conversation?"

"No. I don't want to talk to you. Thank you for coming, for the kids, but I need to get some work done before my next class." She stormed off and he followed close behind her. She went into her classroom and he came in after her and shut the door. "Why are you following me? Maybe you have a hearing problem." She signed "get out, asshole" at him and he started laughing.

"You teach the kids those? Look, I just want to talk. Why do you hate me? What have I done that is so bad?"

"I don't hate you, but don't think you are going to come in here and lay some Don Juan charm on me. I am not like those airheads you seem to like."

"Is that what this is all about? I told you I didn't pick those women!"

"Well obviously the matchmaker believed they would be your type, Nick!"

"No, they are not my type!"

She turned away from him and spoke "like I care what your type is anyway. It doesn't mean anything to me at all. I hope you find a hundred more just like them. Now, I have some things to do so please leave."

He grabbed her arms and pulled her towards him "I don't want a hundred like them. Can't you see it? Damn it, you are my type! You are what I want!" He crashed his lips against hers and felt her hands on his chest, trying to push him away. He took her wrists, pinning them behind her and pushed her against her desk. Holly leaned back, trying to get away from him but he forced his tongue into her mouth and pressed her back to the hardwood. He felt her give in to his kiss and moan against his lips. She brought her leg up around his waist, her skirt riding up and she felt his hand inching up her thigh. She lifted her arms around his shoulders, drawing him closer. He shrugged off his jacket and felt her hands under his shirt. He roughly groped her breasts through her blouse and nipped at her neck.

His hands trailed up her thighs, lightly brushing the soft flesh. He reached under her skirt to grip her hips and hooked his thumbs in her panties. He looked down at her and asked "if you don't want this, you better tell me to stop now." He saw the lust in her eyes staring up at him, but she couldn't seem to answer. Instead, she went for the button to his slacks. Nick smirked at her then tugged her panties down. He kissed her and felt his pants drop to the floor. She stroked his cock and he could feel her smile against his lips when she realized how big he was. She slipped his thick shaft out of his boxers and massaged the head of his cock before she sat up and he pulled her to the edge of the desk. He lifted her hips before roughly sinking his cock deep inside her pussy. She clawed at his arms and he silenced her moaning with his lips. He quickly started to pound her hard, his thrusting scooting the wood across the floor. He loved how tight she felt, like a hand in a glove. She grasped his tight ass, feeling the muscles clench as he fucked her. His hips snapped, focusing his cock on finding her sweet spot. He felt her tremble and knew he had found it. His tongue dominated hers, leaving her breathless. He licked at her earlobe, whispering into her ear. "Say my name."

She moaned and panted out "oh Nick, I love that. You feel so good." He closed his eyes and relished the sound of her voice calling out to him. He surged into her harder, making her bite down on his neck. He pushed her back on the desktop, and crawled on top of her. He sat on his knees and raised her legs over his shoulders. He roughly drove his manhood inside her over and over, deep and hard with each thrust. He felt his control slipping away, needing to make her come before he did. He could sense she was close, so he slammed her with fervor, his brow dripping sweat onto her face.

She saw fireworks go off behind her eyes as her entire body convulsed when she came. Her channel tightened up, squeezing his cock. It had been too long, and she felt too good for him to last any longer. His release exploded out of him, leaving him an exhausted heap. He leaned down, kissing her softly as she ran her fingers through his mussed curls. She suddenly realized where she was and what she had just done and jerked her hand back. He saw that she was regretting what they had done and he didn't like it.

When his breathing returned to normal, he whispered to her "you are beautiful and smart, and a fiery redhead. You are absolutely my type. No more pushing me away, because I know how much you want me too; as much as I want you."

She shook her head and looked away from him "damn it woman, I just fucked you on your desk. Why can't you admit you want me too? That is why you were so angry at me. You want me and you didn't like it that I was with all of those women. But I am not like what you think."

"Pfftt." She pushed him off of her and reached for her panties. Before she could grab them, he picked them up. "No, you can't have these until you talk to me."

"Give me my panties, Nick."

"Tell me you like me" he demanded, swinging her underwear in the air.

She sighed "fine, I like you." She snatched them out of his hand and pulled them on.

He pulled his boxers and pants up and asked her "now, that wasn't so hard was it?"

She glared at him and turned to move her desk back where it was. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed the back of her neck. He cupped her breasts and ground his hips against her ass. She slapped his hand "stop it! I have to make this place look presentable before my students come back."

He stepped back and let her finish "sorry." She straightened up her desk and her clothes, pinning her hair back off her face. When she looked like she was done, he decided it might be safe to talk again. "So, what are you doing tonight?"

"Grading papers. Why?" she responded curtly.

"Why don't you come to the show, and we can grab dinner afterwards? My treat." He was talking to her while she was walking around the room, putting papers on the desks.

"I'm sorry, Nick. I don't think so" she told him without looking up. He stepped in front of her and stopped her. He took her hands in his "can you at least look at me? You are acting like nothing happened! We just had sex; can you talk to me!? Fuck!"

She let out a heavy breath and looked up at him. "We both know that nothing is going to come of this. Why pretend?" She saw the deflated look on his face and felt bad. He honestly looked like her words hurt him. 'Maybe he is not the player I thought he was.'

He placed his hands on her shoulders spoke softly "Holly, please don't do this. I don't know what exactly you think of me, but I can guess it isn't that great. Let me show you the real me. I don't want you to think I do things like this all the time. I don't want you to regret being with me. Give me a chance. Just one date. If you don't like me, I promise I will never bother you again. Please."

She exhaled and looked into his big blue eyes. She couldn't tell him no. She could admit she liked him and wanted him, but she didn't want to get hurt. She couldn't believe that she had just had sex with a man who didn't even know her last name. On her desk at school no less. "Okay. One date."

He beamed at her "thank you. You won't regret it. I will send a driver with a ticket for Monday Night Raw to pick you up, and then I will take you for dinner." He slid his fingers to the back of the neck and went to kiss her, and she slapped his hand again.

"Enough of that. You know where it lead before."

He smiled and lowered his head to kiss her hand instead. "As you wish. I am really looking forward to seeing you again. Tonight."

He turned and walked out, and she shook her head 'what the hell have I gone and gotten myself in to?'