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Another night of Monday Night Raw was coming to an end. Sheamus waited at the Gorilla position, he had just come from a tag team match with John Cena as his partner. With their losing rivals Big Show and Alberto Del Rio coming through the curtain, Cena finally after a last applause came through the curtain and walked toward Sheamus who handed him a bottle of water.
"Great crowd, Boston" said Sheamus, still catching his breath.
"It's good to be home" said John as he sipped his water, "Get to see my parents, my brothers – maybe even Liz."
The former WWE champion was referring to his newly divorced wife. Sheamus found the topic of John's marriage as a sort of taboo that he didn't feel comfortable to talk about, but stood by his friend. "You sure you want to see her?"
John nodded, "Sure – I mean she still means a lot to me and I just want to see that she's ok. She was my wife after all and she got me through some tough times."
Sheamus smiled, "You're a good man, Fella." He patted John's back, causing John to almost choke on his water.
"Thanks."
"I'm going for a shower – I'll catch up with you later?" said Sheamus as he began sprinting off.
John smirked, "I know who you're going to see."
The Irishman stopped in his tracks immediately and turned around, "I don't know what you're talking about, Fella."
He chuckled and shook his head, "Nothing – just go do what you got to do."
Sheamus raised an eyebrow and then shook his head at his friend, then made his way to his locker room.
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"Great match tonight, Natalya" said a young, petite female, who held out her hand. Her hair was long and dark, tied up into a bun. Her brown skin was wet, her body wrapped in a towel. "It was a real pleasure to have gotten a victory over the great Natalya Neidhart."
The women's locker room was packed with women trying to shower and get ready to leave. No one seemed to notice the two divas encounter. Natalya looked at her sternly and then her lips formed a smile, she then shook the girl's hand firmly. "Congratulations Amina – you did a great job."
Amina blushed, a compliment from one of her idols. "Thank you, Natalya."
"Call me Nattie" she said as she gave her a smile. Amina nodded. "We can talk about your match against Tamina, tomorrow?"
Amina grinned, "Absolutely! … I mean of course."
Natalya gave another kind smile and left the locker room. Amina was feeling great. She put on her clothes, packed her bags and trudged her things toward the bus that was waiting outside. On the way she bumped into the chest of someone. A large, broad chest at that, Amina had to regain her balance before she caught who she had stumbled into.
"Are you alright?" voiced a concerned, British accent.
Amina glanced up and focused her brown eyes to see that it was the much anticipated Wade Barrett who she had walked into. "I'm so sorry – I was just feeling a little excited that it must have blurred my vision. I am really sorry."
"It's no problem" said Wade, "You're Amina, right?"
She nodded, "Yes. It's good to have you back, Wade."
"Wade?!" shouted a female.
Wade hesitated, "I guess I'll be seeing you around."
She nodded and flashed him a smile before Wade left her. He stopped in front of this tall, shapely woman who had her hands on her hips, her layered hair was light brown, her incensed eyes were dark brown and her skin was caramel. She looked deeply annoyed.
"I'm sorry, Josephine" said Wade apologetically to her.
"I've been waiting for 40 minutes! May I remind you that you didn't even have a match, yet I did" yelled Josephine as she crossed her arms.
"Yes I saw – the new number one contender for the Layla's title. I'm proud of you" he said.
"What took you so long?" she asked. "Too busy scouring the new talent?" She was referring to his encounter with Amina.
"I'm sorry, I just got some news" said Wade, his expression suddenly turning glum.
"Couldn't you wait to hear this news before you made your best friend wait at the catering table for 40 minutes?!" she was still angry.
"Beth… Beth dumped me" whispered Wade.
Josephine's eyes grew wide and her loud voice turned shrill. "What?" she whimpered.
"She went back with Punk" he muttered. Josephine put her hands to her mouth, regretting being so mad at him. She leapt her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
"It's her loss" she said as she let him go, "Glamazon or not – you were good for her."
"She doesn't seem to think so" he whispered. He hated showing emotion toward anyone.
Josephine linked her arms with his and the two began walking toward the bus. "You'll find a great girl – who knows where she is."
"Maybe it's you" said Wade, "It would be so much easier if it was."
She shook her head, "Nice try but it isn't me."
"It's going to be a little hard, with Beth and Punk together – everyone always preferred her with him then me" sighed Wade.
Josephine tightened her grip, "You have me! You're forgetting that I beat Beth tonight. If you ask me she lost twice tonight."
Wade smiled at his friend, "Thank you Josephine." She shrugged her shoulders and the two made their way toward the bus.
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Sheamus made his way to his locker room. He closed the door and felt a feminine hand placed on his back. He span around to see Natalya gazing at him. Her eyes moved from his eyes, to his neck, his shoulders, his chest, his abdominals and then his rising composition that was in his trunks.
"I've been waiting for you" she spoke.
He threw his World Heavyweight title on the table and placed his hands on Natalya's hips before laying her neck with kisses. She moaned in glee. He then pushed her against the wall, where he began to quickly undo her belt buckle and then pulls down her jeans. He slinked his fingers through the side of her underwear, while she whipped down his trunks. Sheamus lifted the petite female and her legs cradles around his hips she began to straddle him. Before the two were interrupted by a knocking on the door.
"Sheamus! We're waiting on you bro!" called Randy Orton from outside the door, "Hurry up!"
Natalya quietly slinked herself off the Irishman and pulled her clothes back on. Sheamus quickly pulled his trunks up. "Just give me five minutes" called Sheamus.
"Alright – I'll wait for you out here" called Randy.
Natalya shook her head hesitantly. "Make him leave!" she whispered anxiously to Sheamus.
"I'll be fine, Fella" said Sheamus, "I'll just grab a car if the bus leaves. You go ahead – you need to get some sleep before your morning radio interviews."
"Okay… by the way have you see Nattie around? Tyson says that she's not on the bus yet" said Randy.
Sheamus smirked at Natalya, "I wouldn't have a clue where that woman is, probably gawking over shoes." Natalya glared evilly at him.
"I'll have another look for her then, otherwise you two can take a car together" called Randy, "I'll see you later."
Sheamus leaned his ear toward the door, hoping that Randy had left. He sighed as he frowned at Natalya.
"There's no way I'm taking a car with you. But it's nice to hear that Tyson is looking for me…. even though he broke my heart" she spoke.
"Whatever – you know I hate lying to my friends about this" said Sheamus, "Are you sure you want to keep doing this? Maybe we should tell people?"
"TELL THEM WHAT? That we've been sleeping together just for fun? Do you want to cause problems – you know when we started this thing you were very open to keeping this between us" she said.
"I just hate lying to people."
"But that doesn't make you stop, I mean you can't stop – can you?" she said, "You haven't been with a woman in ages and admit it, these two months with me have been better than being alone."
"Come on Nattie. You love Tyson so why mess around with me – it's hurting you more than anything. Just get back together with him. He obviously still cares for you" said Sheamus.
The blonde Canadian, tried to hide the tears. "We'll continue this tomorrow."
Sheamus sighed as he watched her leave his locker room.
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