It had been a month since Reese had met Randy Orton. She barely remembered it though, not even his name. She never called him. She threw his number away. His hundred dollars came in handy though. Reese bought a new art canvas and new paints. She was grateful for that. On the Sundays when she didn't have to work Reese would go Savannah's for dinner. Sometimes Carrie would come to. She was coming tonight. Reese got there first. She never knocked she just went right in.
"Aunt Savannah?" She said.
"I'm in the kitchen." She went in the kitchen.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Is Carrie coming?"
"Yeah."
"I hope she's not late it's almost done."
"I talked to her earlier." "She said she would be on time." They heard the front door open.
"Hello?" Carrie said.
"In here Care." Reese said.
"Hey guys." Carrie said walking into the kitchen.
"Hi Carrie." Savannah said.
"Hi Savannah, hey Reese."
"Hi." Reese said.
"That smells good." Carrie said.
"Sit down." Savannah said. "It's almost ready."
They all sat down.
"Savannah did Reese tell you about the cute guy that was hitting on her?" Carrie asked.
"No what guy?" Savannah said looking at Reese.
"Carrie are you talking about that guy who came in last month?" Reese asked.
"Yeah did you ever call him?"
"No." "I threw his number away."
"Why?"
"Because I wasn't interested."
"How can you not be interested?" "He was hot."
"I don't even remember what he looked like."
"Well you sure enjoyed his hundred dollars."
"Hey I didn't ask him to give me a hundred dollars."
"He gave you a hundred dollars?" Savannah asked.
"Yeah as a tip." "Remember when I bought that canvas and paints?"
"Yeah."
"That was his treat, I bought them with his money."
"I think you should have went out with him." Savannah said.
"I don't want a relationship."
"Nobody said anything about a relationship." "There's no harm in a few dates."
"It's better if I don't date you guys know that."
"But it's not good for you not to have fun, at least once in awhile."
"I have fun I paint."
"That's all you do."
"That relaxes me." "Where's the party we're catering Saturday."
"Tampa."
"That's six hours from here." "I'll probably drive down there, get a hotel room for the night and drive back." "What's the name of the company?"
"I forget what it stands for but it's called WWE."
"Uh."
"What?"
"That just sounds familiar but I can't remember where I've heard it before."
On Saturday Reese left her apartment at eight in the morning and arrived in Tampa at about two. She found a hotel and checked in. A half hour later she picked Savannah up from the airport. They went to the banquet hall where the party was taking place. They had to be there early to make sure everything was in order. At around eight everyone started arriving. Reese and Savannah were carrying trays around of the food they made. Reese dropped a tray. She went to go get a cloth to clean it up. She was bent down.
"Reese." She looked up.
"Yeah?"
"Remember me?"
"No."
"Randy Orton."
"Oh yeah, the guy from the diner." "What are you doing here?" She said standing up.
"Remember I told you I work for the WWE?"
"Now I do."
"So you're in the catering business to?"
"My aunt is I'm helping her out." "She owns the diner to."
"I'm disappointed."
"Why?"
"You didn't call."
"Randy I'm flattered really I am but I don't have time for dating." "It has nothing to do with you I'm just busy a lot."
"What are you doing after this?"
"I have to get up really early in the morning."
"Can I buy you dinner?"
"You're at a dinner party."
"So?"
"I have to go."
"Come on just one date."
"No."
"Why?
"Because I don't want to." She walked away.
An hour later Randy went back into the kitchen.
"Randy what are you doing back here?" Reese asked.
"I'm not going anywhere until you agree to a date tonight."
"Get out."
"No."
"Why are you doing this?"
"I wanna go out with you."
"Ok if it'll get you to leave." "Do you know where the pier is?"
"Yeah."
"Meet me there at eleven."
"Thank you."
"Yeah see you later."
They met at eleven.
"Hi." Randy said.
"Hi."
"You look nice."
"Thank you." They were walking. "So what do you do?"
"I'm a professional wrestler."
"How long have you been doing that?"
"About nine years."
"Do you like it?"
"I love it." "How long have you worked at the diner?"
"Eight years."
"What do you do for fun?"
"I like to paint."
"What do you paint?"
"All kinds of things."
"How old are you?"
"Twenty-two." "How old are you?"
"Thirty-one."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
They walked around for about an hour. Then Randy walked Reese back to her car.
"If I give you my number again will you call me this time?" He asked.
"Maybe." He handed her his number.
"Maybe yes or maybe no."
"Maybe." She smiled.
"You have a beautiful smile."
"Thanks." "Bye."
"Bye." She got in her car and left.