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Did she even sleep last night? Because, it sure didn't feel like it. The dreading of this breakfast "meeting" with Dave, had every nerve in her stomach turning. And with Mark, talking her ear off about it the night before, wasn't making things any easier for her. How she just wanted to go away and disappear right about now. "Maybe I could still make a break for it." But the knocking at the door, had Paige thinking otherwise, real quickly. "Coming!" She called out. Pulling the robe tightly around her, Paige opened the door. The greeting smile soon faltered. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Dave smirked as he stepped inside. "Good morning to you too, darling."

"Paige." She corrected.

Dave just simply ignored her. "Breakfast should be on it's way up soon."

Paige looked at him confused. "What?"

"I ordered room service. I hope that's alright."

"Our meeting isn't until ten and I don't remember inviting you in."

Dave made himself at home, taking a seat. "I didn't feel like going out."

Paige shook her head at sudden curiosity. "How the hell did you know what room I was in anyway?"

"You ask too many questions."

"Is it annoying you? Because I'll go on."

"Just pointing out the obvious, honey."

Paige's jaw tightened in aggravation. "I thought I told you, that I don't do nicknames."

Dave saw the fire in the brunette's eyes. "You're irritated with me."

"Really? You just noticed?"

"No. I just waited to point it out."

There was that cocky smirk again. Paige could've swore it was permanently pasted on. "You know I lied yesterday…" Amused eyes stared her down. "I don't like you."

Dave seemed to go unfazed. "Good to know."

Paige opened her mouth to say something else, but was cut off by the knock on the door. She saw Dave stand up. "I can answer my own door." She snapped.

He lifted his hands in defense, as he sat back down. "But Paige?" She stopped. "You might want to tie that robe, just a little bit tighter. You're really not leaving much to the imagination."

"Asshole." Paige cursed under her breath. Tugging tightly at the robe, she opened the door with a vengeance. A groan escaped, when she saw Mark standing there. "Great."

Mark just stared blankly at her. "What the hell is wrong with you?" But then the reason showed up behind her. "You." He acknowledged in annoyance. "Paige, what's he doing in your hotel room?" She didn't answer. "Paige." He warned.

"Don't start with me, Mark. You know me better than that."

Mark followed her into the room. "Do I? You're in nothing but a robe right now, Paige."

Dave shut the door behind them. "Don't worry, she has a little something under."

"You son of a …"

Paige cut him off. "He's just working you. He showed up, only ten minutes before you did." A glared directed at Dave, when he just stood there smug. "Uninvited, may I add."

"I'll gladly kick him out for you." Mark sneered.

Paige shook her head. "It's fine. I'll be fine. You have to catch a plane in twenty minutes." She held up a finger, when he started to protest. "Go home to you're family, Mark."

Mark sighed, taking her by the shoulders. "Call me, if anything happens?" Paige smiled and nodded. "And you're my family too, Paige. Never forget that." She mouthed a 'thank you', before the twosome shared a quick embrace. "Be safe."

"I will." Paige assured. She watched the subtle glare between the two men, letting out a sigh of relief, when Mark exited the room. "You can gladly follow him out." She directed at Dave.

"That'd make you happy, wouldn't it?"

"It'd give me great pleasure."

"I can do that to." Paige just watched, as he took a step toward her. Dave felt a sense of satisfaction, when she took a step back. "Do I make you nervous, Paige?"

Even though she wanted to run right out of the room, Paige stood her ground. "I think someone has a big ego."

Dave circled around her. "Is that right?"

"Mm hmm." Was all Paige managed, feeling his breath hot on her neck.

God, did she smell good. "And I think someone likes to tease, don't they?"

Paige tried to ignore the butterflies in her stomach. "You know nothing about me." Then his lips touched her skin, and damnit, she felt her knees go weak. Asshole.

She even tasted good. "I'd beg to differ, darling." His hands reaching around to untie her robe. But the elbow to his gut, had him cursing instead.

Paige hugged herself tightly, as the twosome glared at each other. "I'm not one of your fucking groupies, that's just going to fall to her knees on your command.

So I suggest you get over yourself real quickly, sweetheart."

Dave hated the fact, he was somehow finding her attractive at that moment. Paige Aguilar, wasn't his type. AT ALL. Dave Bautista didn't do average, but to hell, if he wasn't wanting to throw her on that bed across the room and fuck her senseless.

Only four months, his ass. This was literally going to be hell.

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