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Song for this chapter: Give You What You Like by Avril Lavigne
A yawn rang out in the hotel room as the large man occupying the bed woke up to the new day. After rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he leaned over to check his phone on the nightstand.
Nothing, not even a missed call;
Sucking his teeth, making a 'tch' sound; the man rolled over to get out of the bed after putting his phone face down. Not wanting to make the morning any worse for him by missing his meeting, he set off to do his morning routine. After his shower and brushing his teeth, the 6'3 caramel man dressed and pulled his long black hair into a simple man bun. Of course he couldn't forget the essentials; his non-scented deodorant that wouldn't clash with his cologne. Making sure he put on some lotion, especially on his tribal sleeve tattoo that covered the right side of his chest down to his wrist. He still remembered the day he got it finished; he really liked how the artist put the small turtle in the center of his wrist. Only a few people could even see the added symbol and most never see it at all, not unless he wanted them to know.
With a touch of the tattoo on his finger tips, the man sighed as he continued to get ready for the meeting. After grabbing his keys, room key, cell phone, wallet and sunglasses; he headed down to the elevator, hoping the rest of his day wouldn't turn sour.
"Let's get something to eat bro" said the dirty blonde, pulling on his black leather jacket. "Just coffee and donuts aren't gonna cut it for me." he said shaking his head.
Turning to his friend and wrestling brother, Joe also known as Roman Reigns nodded. "Yeah, you wanna see if Colby wants to come?" he asked, seeing the WWE champ sit at a table texting on his phone.
Shrugging, Jon nodded before cupping his hands over his mouth. "HEY COLBY, BRING YOUR ASS!" he shouted, making the other wrestlers in the cafeteria jump at the sound of his voice.
Colby quickly looked up at the sound of his name yelled out, recognizing it as his ex Shield brother, he chuckled making his way to the two men. "Could you be any louder?" he asked, rolling his eyes at the lunatic.
"I probably can" Jon chuckled, "Come on, me and Joe are gonna go get something to eat. This little shit isn't gonna fill anybody up" he said frowning at the small breakfast being handed out.
"Sounds good, let's go" Colby said following the two men out to the parking lot.
To see the trio act civil with one another would have the fans in a frenzy, social media would be blown up with rumors of the Shield reuniting or something of that nature. But rumors or not that didn't matter to the trio; they would still be brothers no matter what type of script change the bosses wanted. Months of living with each other in hotel rooms, long road trips sometimes across the country and sometimes spending the night at the other's house wasn't all for nothing. They maybe at each others' throats in the ring, but once the cameras were off; they were good friends.
"So what's on your mind guys? Where we headed?" Joe asked as he pulled out the parking lot into traffic.
"How 'bout Applebee's?" Jon suggested while looking on his phone for restaurants.
"Nah," Colby added in, "You know that place will be packed with fans, we wouldn't even get a good chance to eat without pictures and ring rats going crazy."
Joe chuckled, "That comes with the job, my friend." He said still easing through traffic,
"So says the Samoan heartthrob," Jon laughed, "He's just mad about the last time we went to a packed place and a fan caught him with his mouth open."
Joe joined in with Jon as they remembered the picture of Colby with a burger nearly the size of his own head.
"At least I don't have drunk pics on twitter." Colby replied, making Jon flip him off.
"That was NOT my fault!" Jon admitted, "My fans wanted to buy me a couple of shots, I didn't want to be rude and say no." he shrugged
Joe chuckled again, "That wasn't who you wanted to say no to, if I recall there was a cute brunette bartending that night." He said still looking around for a place to eat.
"What about this place? Legal Seafood?" Joe asked, pulling up to the restaurant.
Agreeing with their friend, the two men jumped out the car.
After getting a table, the men realized that this was one of the rare occasions that they could actually sit down and eat and not be trampled by fans.
Once the waitress took their order, Joe noticed that the restaurant wasn't as packed as they thought it would be; strange part about it was they didn't have one fan come towards them.
Joe did enjoy a fan or two coming up to him when he was eating but the feeling was somewhat uneasy.
"Feels weird, don't it?" Jon asked looking around. Colby doing the same, taking an interest at something 3 tables away from them,
Joe shrugged, "Somewhat, but I'd rather eat in peace than have a weird fan girl try and steal my napkin like last time." He chuckled.
"I remember that" Jon snorted, "Crazy chick thought she could create a Roman clone"
Both men chuckled at the memory, as Colby continued to look back at the table.
"What's wrong uce?" Joe asked, seeing his little brother act paranoid.
Jon glanced up from his phone at the nervous two tone, "He's probably on that shit. I told you don't go sniffing around Kane's dressing room." He said shaking his head.
Colby rolled his eyes "No dumbass" he huffed, "Cute chick at 6:00." He said glancing back.
Jon sat up in the booth, looking over Colby as Joe leaned over, slightly putting his head in the aisle. Both men saw a young brown skin woman at a table by herself, from the looks of it she was reading over paperwork or pictures as she nibbled on a salad.
Joe shrugged as he righted himself in the booth, Jon doing the same.
"You can barely see her face," Jon complained, "Leave it to you to check out a butterface if she is one."
Colby rolled his eyes again at his blunt friend, "She's not a butterface, when we were coming in I saw her look up. She's really cute." He said glancing back.
Joe chuckled as he shook his head, "Well why don't you go talk to her? She is eating alone" he pointed out.
Colby sighed, "And leave you with this lunatic, I think not."
Jon's head shot up at the comment, glaring at Colby "Don't use me as an excuse to not get turned down. Besides, she probably was checking out hunkalicious over here" he said pointing to Joe who was checking his phone.
"What? What about me?" he asked, looking at both men.
"Colby's shitting out." Jon chuckled, "Told him that the chick was probably checking you out when we came in"
"Doubt it, somehow women know a married man. Even if they never see the ring," He said looking at his left hand.
The sight of the black band on his ring finger made his stomach slightly churn at the thoughts he had when he saw no messages on his phone that morning. His wife used to call him every night before she went to sleep and even when she didn't call she would still manage to send him a message regarding her or their daughter. But for a few days his phone has been drier than the Sahara desert.
Jon snorted, placing his phone down. "Not all my friend, speaking of which. How's the little lady?" he asked, referring to his Goddaughter; Jasmine.
Joe smiled at the thought of his beautiful daughter and her grey eyes that matched his own. "She's good," he sighed "At least the last time I heard her voice she was." he said putting his elbows on the table, placing his forehead on his hands; the image seemed as if he was praying for a sign.
"Janice still acting out?" Colby asked, reclining in the booth.
The men grew silent when the waitress brought them their drinks and food, knowing well enough that their private lives were barely all they had when it came to certain fans. After the waitress left the table, Joe sighed and shrugged.
"She's still not accepting to the lifestyle. She used to call late at night crying about how she was lonely and wanted me to come home. One time she even got Jasmine to try and guilt trip me to come home, but now I honestly don't know. I haven't heard from her in a week." he said beginning to eat his food,
"Well, she's gonna have to deal with it" Jon said before taking a sip of his root beer. "She married ya, she's gonna have to deal with the pros and cons of being a wrestler's wife. We can't just take them with us on the road all the time," he shrugged, "And it's probably nothing that she's not calling. Maybe she dropped her phone or something."
Both men nodded, knowing the rules and regulations of the business. It was just like a regular job, sometimes you would hate it and other times you would love it but the results were all the same; you'd get paid. And for the three men at the table they got paid for something they loved to do, but at what cost.
After finishing their meal, they knew they had time to spare before heading back to the hotel to get ready for the show.
"Alright, I'm gonna head to the bathroom then we can get outta here" Joe said getting up from the booth.
Just as he stepped out, he accidentally bumped into someone.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry" he said turning to face the person he managed to knock off their feet.
"It's fine" she chuckled, moving her burgundy bangs from her face.
Joe could feel a smirk come on his face as he extended his hand out to the young woman, helping her up.
"I guess that's why they say don't text and walk" she giggled, dusting her pants off. "Excuse me" she said before moving around the large Samoan who stood still at the sight of the young woman.
"Damn, Colby should've tried that" Jon chuckled. "Corny as shit, but effective" he said glancing at the retreating backside of the young mocha skin woman. "For once you were right Colb; she's a cutie with a sexy booty."
Joe chuckled, before biting his bottom lip as he caught the swing of the young woman's curvy hips as he walked to the same direction.
Coming back from the restroom was something strange as well, just as Joe exited the men's room the same woman exited the women's restroom; making them bump into one another again.
"We gotta stop meeting like this" Joe chuckled, looking down at the young woman that came up to his chest.
"I know, what will people say?" she giggled, placing her hand on her chest as if she was offended before giggling again and made her way back to her table.
Once again, Joe caught himself staring at the young woman's ass. She wasn't at all bad looking; she was anything but a butterface. A burgundy bob that went to her shoulders, making her mocha skin stand out as well as her cute almond shape brown eyes, a curvy hourglass figure, literally her hips went out to her shoulders; making the wrestler lick his lips at the sight of her walk away from him.
Joe had to quickly catch himself as he wondered if she was wearing one of those waist shapers to have such a figure.
Making it back to the table, he saw Colby sitting on his phone texting away; he already knew where Jon was. Outside smoking again,
Shaking his head, Joe grabbed his wallet and placed down his part of the bill as Colby shuffled out of the booth.
"Butterface my ass" Joe heard Colby say as he made his way out to the car.
Joe glanced back at the table where the young woman was still sitting at. As by chance, she looked up at him; catching each others' eyes. Giving him a small smile, she lightly waved at him.
Joe couldn't help but smile back, giving the cutie a wink before leaving the restaurant. Not expecting to see her again,