Wade wasn't entirely sure what single trait about her attracted him the most. It could have been her gorgeous, warm mocha colored eyes, her soft, pink, pouty lips, her smooth, sweet voice, her brunette beachy-wave hair. Truthfully, it could have been anything about her. They had met be sheer coincidence that fall.
He was on a small vacation, so, he went back to England to visit the family and whatnot. She was studying abroad for the semester, teaching the underprivileged children in London. She was from the 'States, Maryland to be exact. She'd been over excited to leave home for awhile and see the rest of the world. London was just her first stop. Having gotten up at three AM to throw clothes on and make the hour long drive to the closest airport, she wasn't looking her best, but she didn't give a damn, she had the chance to live sitting right in front of her.
Wade had finished his last RAW for two weeks and was going to spend those two weeks home in England. Despite his womanizer playboy image, he really just wanted someone who was, well, like him. The real him. Not the Wade Barrett the world saw every Monday. The Wade Barrett that loved his little cozy apartment, the Wade Barrett that loved his mom and his dad, the Wade Barrett that no one else ever got to see. He really wasn't sure if he'd ever find someone like that. Someone who longed to let go of everything they'd attached themselves to, someone willing to share the most intimate of moments with him.
Little did they know, destiny was just around the corner. They say that miracles happen everyday. Some believe that and some don't. For Taylor and Wade, a miracle was on the horizon.