Gabbie had set her alarm before she went to sleep but a phone call is what woke her. She kept trying to figure out where she was, then remembered she was supposed to meet Dean tomorrow. Her mind drifted back to the kiss and how it felt to be that close to him. It was slightly confusing and completely arousing at the same time. Her mind was swimming slowly up a stream she had never experienced.

Her mind in a haze she looked at the phone on the nightstand beside her. The light blinking she stared at her cell phone because she knew that everyone that knew her and where she was would call her cell.

"Hello" her voice dragged

"Hi Gabriella, its Kamden from the front desk...did I wake you?"

"Yeah, but that's a good thing, I was planning on getting up anyway so I could venture out and get some dinner."

"Well, that's why I was calling. I don't normally do this, but I couldn't help myself...would you like to go to dinner with me?"

"Huh, who me?" She said as she sat up in bed shaking the cobwebs off of her.

"Yeah you, why not you?"

" I don't know just never happened for me I guess."

"I wanted to ask you when you came in, but my boss was standing there and I could have gotten in trouble. If you don't want to its ok"

"No , I'm sorry don't mean to be so quiet, where I'm from, guys don't really ask me out...so forgive me."

"Well when another man can not see the shine of a beautiful thing, there is always someone who can, and I know you do not know me so we can go across the street to The Main Oyster Bar...they have really good food and they stay open until 2am. What do you say?"

"What time do you get off?"

"In an hour, but add an additional 30 minuets to that because I need to go in the back and shower and change clothes"

"Ok I will meet you downstairs"

"Cool, I promise you will have a good time."

"Ok"

Gabbie laid on the bed quietly, trying to gather her thoughts. Within five hours of her being in New York, she had kissed her favorite wrestler and had someone who was actually interested in her. Maybe she really did need to do as her cousin, and just move up north and see where it goes. Gabbie got up and began unpacking her clothes. She was never a heels wearing type. She liked her caps, her jeans and her t-shirts. She had always been that way. So unpacking her stuff she looked at her black Nike's and her favorite pink shirt. .

Her story was entailed years of issues, that had caused her to live her life in the shadows. As a young girl, she was always a plus size. It followed her and lingered with her a majority of her life Gabbie was shy for a reason, it was just her. She lost a few pounds and would gain them right back. It was a yo yo for her, but she continued to fight it.

One day she accepted that she could lose weight and still be happy, so as the pounds begin to shed she became happier. Now she wasn't a size two…far from it, but she was smaller than she was and was proud of that. She could finally fit in a pair of jeans and she felt more beautiful than ever.

As she stepped out of the shower, she looked at herself, rolls and all and smiled. She didn't wear a lot of extra, lip liner..lip gloss that was about all so she pulled her ponytail up and headed out. She seemed to get more and more anxious as she walked towards the elevator.

It only took a few seconds for the elevator to arrive, and she shuffled in.


"Hey hold the elevator!" She heard a voice shout and she did…and there he stood 6'4, auburn hair and blue eyes. His baseball cap turned backwards, and no shades this time. He kind of stepped back a little bit when he saw her, because she looked different to him in her street clothes, smiling he walked into the elevator and the doors closed. Gabbie smelled his cologne and slinked over into the corner of the elevator. He was so handsome to her, and she was there with him, in the elevator. The kisses that they exchanged earlier played like a movie in her mind and she smiled to herself. Leaning forward he pressed the stop button on the elevator and faced her. She wouldn't look at him for a bit, but she knew until she acknowledged him he was not going to allow this ride to continue.

"Yes sir?" She said as she faced him and leaned back against the elevator wall

"Where you going, looking all hot..smelling like that?" He said leaning on the other side of the elevator

"I am going out to dinner with the guy Kamden from the front desk, he should be waiting for me."

"Oh, humm dinner huh?, you didn't ask me if you could go to dinner with someone else Gabbie."

"Mr. Ambrose I wasn't aware I had to, since we just met and all, and we aren't dating."

" Well I think since I am the first guy you kissed since coming to this town. That I should be consulted when you are going to venture out with a total and complete stranger." Dean said as he smirked.

Moving slowly across the elevator he boxed her in with his arms and leaned down towards her face. She shivered at his closeness and ducked under his arms and smiled. Dean, not being outdone by her craftiness moved her towards the corner wall of the elevator and this time held her there. Pressing himself against her he felt her shift.

"I know your not nervous, not now, not here."

"No..ye…I don't know, kind of."

"You shouldn't be." Dean said as he bent down and tickled her neck with his tongue, which sent chills down her spine. She tried to press her hands against him but he gently took her hands into his and held them against his chest. His heart was beating against his chest and she could hear hers in her ears. "You started something earlier that I almost fixed, but I was trying to be respectful. Now I get in this elevator, and there you are…you look beautiful by the way…so beautiful…."

Gabbie looked up at him and smiled "You're the most beautiful man I have seen in a long time, and sometimes it seems as if you don't even know it." She said as she wrapped her arms around him and kissed his neck

"Don't do that Gabbie."

"Do what?" She said teasing him

"That…don't…stop it seriously."

"Why?, you don't like it?"

"Gabbie, if you want to make it downstairs….stop it, I'm not joking."

Gabbie stood on her tip toes and kissed him, Dean resisted himself for a bit, but his instincts kicked in and he kissed her back. Lifting her up he placed her on the bars in the elevator and placed himself between her legs. She braced herself against the elevator and looked him in his eyes. He laughed to himself and she laughed along with him.

"I am so wrong for this Dean, but I have wanted you for so long, just to touch your lips just once is enough for me."

"Why are you wrong Gabbie? Do you have a boyfriend?"

"No, just me, I don't do this…"

Dean had heard enough, he kissed her and ran his hands up the back of her shirt so he could feel her flesh, which was ever so warm and soft. She moaned at his touch but kept her composure. Pressing her hard against the wall he continued to touch her, not going to far, but just far enough. Dean was hungry for this, he hadn't had a fling in a while, just a wild and crazy fling that was what it was. He knew that this was going to be a quick and painless once in a lifetime moment for Gabbie and he knew she would enjoy it. Yet his head was telling him no. With every kiss and every rub, his body was growing more eager, and his mind was screaming to him to pump the brakes and stop. He didn't know why though, he just knew he couldn't go any further so in the middle of positioning her against the wall just like he wanted her, he stopped.

"I…I can't do this Gabbie, I can't…I want to…so damn bad, but I can't."

Gabbie looked at him with confusion, and adjusted herself, almost on the verge or crying. Dean looked over at her and turned his baseball cap forward to shield his eyes from her. He didn't want her to see the mixed feelings he was having, which were weird to him. He did what he wanted, when he wanted so for him to just go stale like that was weird.

"Did…did I do something wrong Dean?"

"Nah, I just couldn't do it for some reason, I don't know what it was."

"I guess your just not attracted to me enough"

"Maybe not, I don't really know, but I just can't do it. Take down my cell number and text me after you get in from your little date."

"Wait, you don't find me attractive, but you want me to text you after I get in, like you're my homie, after that mess that just happened?"

"Yep, I mean no hard feelings, I am not trying to be mean or anything..like I said I don't know what it is."

"Got me in her all horny and wet and ready..then on top of it all this is Dean Ambrose…Dean Freakin Ambrose kissing and grinding on me..take my number and text me my ass." Gabbie mumbled as she fidgeted around making sure she had her drivers license in her back pocket.

For a few seconds she just stared at him and she knew he saw her doing it, she really did not care.

As they hit the fourth floor she looked over at him and again.

"Dean, I am not going to chase you." She said as she took a pen out of her back pocket. Writing her number in his hand she kissed his palm as the they reached floor two. "If you want me that is how you get to me, simple as 1,2,3.

1) you can text me if you want or call me, its your choice.

2)if I am not busy I will respond, if I am I may or may not get back with you.

3)If you ever and I mean ever get me as hot, sticky and bothered as I am right now and leave me hanging I will never talk to you again, although that probably doesn't matter to you anyway."


As the doors opened, Dean looked at the digits in his hand and Gabbie stepped into the lobby, where Kamden was sitting in the waiting area, Gabbie smiled at him and how cute he was, his long brown hair, which had been pulled back when she walked in, now hung loosely down his back. When he smiled he had the most beautiful dimples. His eyes a hazel grey.

" Hi there beautiful" he said giving her the once over. Her curves made him smile, mainly because he had and was always attracted to larger sized women. Which he would confess to Gabbie at dinner later on. Gabbie stepped out of the elevator and into a hug with him and Dean stepped out behind her with a cold look on his face.

"Hey Mr. Ambrose, hope your night is going well," Kamden said as he continued to glance over at Gabbie, who at this point was smiling so hard that it caught him off guard.

"Yeah it was until about 30 minuets ago." Dean said looking towards Gabbie.

Gabbie chose to ignore his comment and waited for Kamden as he went and changed his clothes. Dean hovered around the lobby, waiting for some kind of movement from her, but he got nothing so he finally went into the bar. He sat close to the door so he could see Gabbie when she left .

Gabbie sat just a few feet a way from him, waiting for Kamden. Yet all she could think about was how Deans kisses felt, how he felt between her legs. How he smelled, how his lips tasted. She was loosing her mind. She wanted him…but he wasn't attracted to her, not really, because if he was she would be in his bed under the covers right now. It actually made her sick to her stomach at how she had thrown herself at him. Kamden's touch was soft and it shook her out of her fantasy. Looking back she smiled at how sweet he was as he took her hand and walked holding onto her as they exited the hotel lobby. Looking to her left as they walked to the door she saw Dean with a beer in front of him looking at his hand. Locking eyes for a mere second seemed like an eternity as she left.


Dean stared at the number in his hand and took a drink of his glass of beer. He was about to just wipe the number from his palm and then he smelled her….that sweet scent.. She was all over his shirt, her scent was on his neck….her hands were in his hair. Her skin felt so soft and smooth and warm to him. Shaking it off he looked back down at his hand for a third time since she left, reaching into his back pocket he put the number in his phone and wiped it from the palm of his hand and looked out of the window, and across the street, on the patio , sitting together, there they were and he sipped on his glass of beer,watching her.


Gabbie did not expect to enjoy herself…and yet Kamden had her full attention. He would crack a joke and she would laugh and she saw genuine attraction from him, which was nice. He was tan and fit, stood about six feet. So him standing in front of her made her look up since she was 5'4. His brown hair was wavy and when he laughed it would move slightly towards the front of his forehead. His glasses were black rimmed and she loved that because she adored the nerd look.

"So, why are you single again." He said with a smile

"The right man hasn't come along, so I haven't had a huge slew of men knocking down my door."

"I don't get it, up here I dream about having a woman like you. You know.. smart, funny, classy and can't find a thing."

"Honestly every guy I have met has been looking for some quick and easy tail. That's just not me at all. I want more than a one night stand or a fling , so I shoot them down before they even start."

" Why didn't you shoot me down."

"Honestly, you just don't seem like your playing games, I guess that's why."

"I'm not honestly, I mean can I say something to you and you not think I'm weird" he said as he took a sip of his beer

"Sure"

"I have seen you before, I felt like I knew you as soon as you walked in. I know its weird to say but its like we have crossed paths before. I have seen your smile before…heard your voice before.,"

"Like we have met in another time or space you mean."

Kamden looked her closely to make sure she wasn't making fun of him, when he realized she wasn't he replied to her. "That's exactly what I meant."

"Your not crazy, I feel like I know you already too. I wouldn't have come with you otherwise."

Kamden reached for her hand and took it into his and gently kissed it with a smile. As they continued their conversation.


Dean sat at the table, looking out of the window, as he nursed his third beer. He watched Gabbie without her even knowing.. and the more he drank the more he could taste her lips. He could feel her skin…

"Why couldn't I take you , I was so ready for you.." he mumbled to himself, as he took his phone out of his back pocket and dialed a number.