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Note: New story! Woohoo. This is one of three new stories I've been working on.
Chapter 1
"David, I love this place. Thank you for bringing me here." Beth Phoenix-Batista said to her husband as he pulled a chair out for her to sit in.
"You're welcome." David Batista said with a smile as he walked around the table and sat in the chair across from her. He hated this restaurant. Lakeview was a place for the rich to come and dine on some of the world's best food, but he hated being here. He would rather be having a cheeseburger from a fast food restaurant than be here. But coming here makes his wife happy and hell would freeze over before his wife ever step foot in a fast food joint.
"So how was work today, David?" Beth asked as she looked through her menu.
"It was fine." David said as he stared at his menu. Being the CEO, president and head editor of one of the top leading magazine in the U.S. was a lot of work but it was well worth it because he loved his job. He fought hard to get his company to the level that it's at. And he was proud of everything he achieved but he wanted more. He wanted his magazine to be better. He wanted his marriage to be better. He wanted his life to be better.
He had some ideas on how to make his magazine better. He knew to make his life better he would first have to fix his marriage. His marriage is falling apart but his wife just doesn't realize it. She thinks their marriage is perfect but it's not and it hasn't been perfect for a while. David knows it's not his wife's fault that he cheated on her.
"David, are you okay?" Beth said as she looked at her husband.
"Huh?" David said as he looked up from his menu.
"I said are you okay I've been talking to you for the past three minutes and you haven't said anything."
"Oh, I'm sorry baby. I was thinking about work. What were you talking about?"
"Well, I said I think we should expand our family. I think we should have a baby."
"Oh. Really?" On the outside David was calm on the inside he was having a panic attack. "What about your career. Do you want to put it on hold now?"
"Yeah. Dave I'm a first grade teacher I help and teach other people's kids every day. I want to help and teach and raise our own, I'm ready if you are."
David didn't know what to say he wanted to have kids with Beth since the day he met her but he didn't want to bring a child into a marriage that may not last that much longer if he tells her that he cheated on her.
"Are you ready David?" Beth asked again.
"Umm. . . I . . . umm. . . I need to go to the bathroom." David said as he quickly stood up.
"David. . ."
"If the waiter comes before I get back just get me whatever you're having." David said, barely getting the words got of his mouth before walking quickly to the bathroom.
He took a deep breath and released it as he entered the bathroom. He didn't have to use the bathroom but he couldn't sit at the table with his wife any longer.
He looked around the large room and was glad no one else was in there. He walked over to the sink and splashed some water on his face. When he came up from the sink he caught his reflection in the mirror. As he stared at his reflection he didn't see the smart, strong-willed, powerful and loving David Batista. He saw the lying, cheating and weak David Batista and he hated it, he hated himself.
He reached over and grabbed a few paper towels to dry his face as he heard the door to the bathroom open he didn't look over at the door because he really didn't care who was coming through it. He continued to dry his face until his smelt cigarette smoke drifting through the air.
He looked back in the mirror and saw John Cena, a male prostitute that only caters to the rich. He only known John for a year and used his services a few times but he loved everything about John. Everything from his beautiful body to his witty, goofy, carefree and sometimes rude personality. Dave knew it was wrong to feel that way about someone other than his wife but he couldn't control it and it made him sick to his stomach.
Dave wanted to tell his wife about John and he wanted to tell John how he felt about him, but he knew John isn't the type of guy that wants to be tied to anyone. So why risk telling his wife about him when he knew John wouldn't want to be with him.
"What are you doing here?"
"Smoking." John answered before taking another drag from his cigarette.
"What are you doing here at this restaurant?"
"Eating." John said with a smirk.
"Can you say more than one word?" Dave asked as he tossed his paper towels in the trash.
"Yeah."
"John!"
"Fine." John said with a laugh. "I'm here on a date."
"A Date? You don't date. Whenever you're with someone, it's always business."
"Fine its business but if the person I'm with pays me the right amount of money, I'll call it whatever they want me to call it."
"Why are you here?" John said taking another drag from his cigarette.
"I'm here having dinner with my wife."
"Really? I want to meet her." John said with a smile as he slowly turned to head out of the bathroom.
"No you don't." Dave said as he rushed over and grabbed John's wrist to stop him from leaving out of the bathroom. "You are not meeting my wife."
"I promise I'll behave. I won't tell her you pay me for sex countless times." John said turning to face Dave.
Dave added pressure to John's wrist to get him to stop talking. "Keep your voice down. Everyone does not need to hear what goes on in my life."
"Ouch you're hurting me." John said with a playful smirk as he stepped closer to Dave so they were only a few inches apart. "I usually charge extra for that but since you're the one doing the hurting it free."
Dave wanted to lean in the last few inches and kiss John but he couldn't do it knowing his wife was only a few feet away from him. "You're getting ashes all over the floor?" He said as let John's wrist go and stepped back.
"Huh?"
"Your cigarette ashes are all over the floor."
"Oh." John said as he looked down at the floor. He was so busy teasing Dave that he completely forgot he was holding the lit cigarette in his hand.
Dave watched John walk over to the sink and doused the cigarette in water before tossing it in the trash. He watched every movement John made and noticed for the first time that John was actually dressed in black suit. He was so uses to seeing John in jeans and a tee shirt or shorts and a jersey that it was a little shocking to see him looking so stylish. If Dave did know John was a prostitute he would have thought he was a model.
"Why are you staring at me? Do you want me to do something for you?" John asked as a playful smirk grace his face as he turned to face Dave. "If so I'm not doing it in this bathroom, I have standards you know. We'll do it in your car."
"I don't want to do anything. I was just admiring your suit. It's very nice."
"Thanks" John said as he looked down at himself. "Do you really like it?"
"Yeah, you look very beautiful." Dave said as he stepped closer to John to stare into his eyes. "I mean you always look beautiful but. . ."
"Umm. . . I should be getting back to my date." John said cutting Dave off. "I'll see you later HLH." John said as he turned and headed towards the door.
"Why do you keep call me HLH? What the hell does that mean?"
"If it told you what it meant your ego will triple in size." John said with a laugh before leaving out of the bathroom.
Dave stood in the bathroom replaying in his head the look of confusion and sadness in John's eyes when he told John he was beautiful. Dave suddenly felt like he wanted to know more about John and what made him tick.
Dave checked his reflection in the mirror one more time before heading back out to have dinner with his wife.
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