Kaytee was walking down the busy sidewalk trying not to bump into everyone around her. Businessmen and women walking up and down the State Street, which was just another normal day in Chicago. Loud police and fire truck sirens adding blaring down the streets were loud enough to wake the dead.

A large French vanilla Caribou Coffee in hand, the Chicago Red Eye Reporter/ Assistant Editor walked into the John Hancock building where her office was located. With her Jenny Knotted Platform Pump, Suede Louboutins clicking across the marbled floor, she made her way up to the receptionist desk and was greeted by the middle-aged lady's familiar smile.

"How are you this morning Kaytee?"

"I'm great Chelle, how are you?"

"I'm great actually" flashing her new engagement ring on her left ring finger.

"What? Alex finally proposed?"

"Yes he did finally. I was starting to lose hope."

Kaytee ran around the circled desk and gave Chelle a hug.

"I'm so happy for you. Congratulations."

"Thanks a lot Kaytee."

Kaytee hugged her receptionist one more time then headed back to her office. Her spacious office had a view to die for of Michigan Avenue and the black push carpet was always inviting to her. She was sure she'd be barefoot walking around her office before the day was over. Kaytee sat down at her large desk checking her emails and her itinerary for the day. She was scheduled to interview Wade Barrett for the sports section of the paper since WWE was in town for Raw. Kaytee was a huge fan of wrestling and was always amused how some of the wrestlers were so surprised about how much she actually knew about it. She remembered when she interviewed Phil Brooks aka CM Punk after his win at Summer Slam and he was very impressed with her knowledge. "I guess I should never judge a book by its cover" he said to her. The two are now good friends after that interview. He still occasionally pops in the office, along with his best friend Scott Colton better known to the wrestling world as Colt Cabana.

She was getting her questions and everything ready for her interview when Scott busted in the door.

"Hey girl hey."

"Way to knock Colt."

"Why would I do that? Any who I figured I'd come by and say hello since I was in the area."

"Well I appreciate that, but I hope you're not planning on making a trip to The American Girl store again. We don't need you freaking out the little girls in the store."

"That's not even funny Kaytee."

"I think it's quite hilarious but whatever."

"What are your plans for today?"

"I'm interviewing Wade Barrett for the sports page and then it's smooth sailing for the rest of the day really."

"Ahh Stu, he's a really good guy. Just try and keep your composure, I'm sure his accent is gonna make your legs weak."

"I'll do my best."

The two continued to talk for a little while until Scott had to leave. He left her backstage pass for Raw that night that Phil had got for her. Once he left she continued to get ready for her interview.

Stu walked down Michigan Ave trying to take in the scenery of one of his favorite cities. He was also hoping that he wouldn't be approached until after this interview, he knew he would be way more alert (or at least he hoped he would) and probably friendlier then. He just wasn't in the best of moods that morning and he had no idea why. This day had him expecting the worst and hoping for the best.

Stu walked into the John Hancock building for his interview. He internally thought to himself that this was going to be another interview with another dumb broad who knew nothing about wrestling. Stu walked up to the receptionist to let her know he was there for his interview.

"Hello I'm Wade Barrett I'm here for an interview with Ms. Jones."

"I'll let her know you're here Mr. Barrett."

He nodded and took a seat in the waiting area. He took in the site of the office, very modern which he expected. The colorful marble floors, the leather seating in the waiting area, Stu liked the layout of the place. He knew what kind of publication The Red Eye was and was a fan. Stu was brought out of his thoughts when he heard his name.

"Mr. Barrett? Hi I'm Kaytee Jones." She extended her hand out to shake his, his huge hands engulfing hers. He was taken aback by her beauty, he didn't know what he was expecting but she definitely wasn't it. Her long dark locks cascaded down her back and her light brown eyes had him in a trance. He continued to let his eyes roam down her curves and down her long legs and he could already tell she had an amazing backside. She could feel his gaze on her but she didn't mind.

"Nice to meet you Mr. Jones."

"Please call me Kaytee."

"As you wish Kaytee."

She sent him a small smile and guided him to her office. "Holy hell he's perfect," she thought to herself. Stu took in the appearance of her office, the huge windows looking out onto the city.

"This is one gorgeous view you have Kaytee."

"Well thank you. So let's get this interview started shall we? I know you have better things to do than sit in my office."

"Well with someone as beautiful as you here, I could stay all day" Stu spoke as he sent her his signature smirk. "And please call me Stu."

"Well aren't we quite the charmer Stu?"

"I do what I can."

Stu couldn't have been more wrong about his thoughts on how this interview was going to go. Kaytee knew her stuff. And he could tell she was a fan and not just someone who looked up information an hour or two prior. The two continued to talk for a while, getting to know more about each other. Kaytee stood up and walked around to the front of her desk. She leaned on the back of her desk, her left leg crossed over her right with her hands against the edge of her desk. Stu knew she was teasing him. He stood up and walked up to her with no regard of her personal space. His mere presence was sending her into overdrive.

"How about after Raw tonight you let me take you out?" His green eyes bore into hers.

"I'd like that a lot."

"Good. Meet me at the gorilla after my match." Kaytee could only nod in response because Stu had sucked up every ounce of her self-control. He was inches from her lips and he held her gaze for a moment before he crashed his lips to hers. She moaned into his kiss, throwing her arms around his thick neck. She parted her lips for him as his tongue savored her flavor. When he pulled away, they were both breathless.

"Wow."

"Wow indeed. So I'll see you tonight Ms. Jones?"

"Yes you will."

He kissed her lips quickly one last time before leaving her office. She had no idea what the night had in store for her, but she could only hope that Stu had more than just kissing in mind for her tonight.