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Chapter 2

"Are you out of your mind?" Ted yelled in anger the second after he shoved Maryse into his locker room. The blonde Diva stumbled inside but managed to keep her balance; cringing involuntarily when the sound of the door being slammed resonated through the room.

She didn't allow the almost imperceptible moment when she winced to falter her resolution; she just turned around to face arrogantly at the man she knew to be behind her. "Don't you push me"

He was furious, Maryse could tell by the way his face was flushed a crimson red and because his hard eyes were staring daggers through her; but if truth be told she didn't care what his mood was, the only thing that mattered to her was that she was even more mad than him and that she was in all her right to be so; after all he just manhandled her, hauling her all the way from catering to the room they were now in.

That was inacceptable and she didn't care who he was, he just couldn't do that to her… He had plain and simple dragged her, ignoring all the protests she muttered to him along the way. He embarrassed her.

Now everyone will be talking about it for weeks, maybe even months! Only to think about it made her even madder and she bit on her lips as she reached for him to push him one step back. "And by the way, good job Ted, now people will start talking about the show you just made"

"My show?" He hissed through clenched teeth, closing his fists as if fighting the urge to do more than yelling. "You talk about me making a show when you were the one who kissed that man in the middle of catering while everyone looked! What the hell were you thinking?" He said, taking two big steps that brought him even closer to her so he could poke at her temples with his forefinger. "Have you lost it?"

Maryse pushed his finger away from her face and placing both hands on his chest she shoved him. "No Ted, you lost it. You can't expect me to stay back warming your bed while you go out to do whatever it is that do you, I'm tired of that"

"No, no, no" He let out a snort. "Don't change the subject; we are talking about you kissing Punk"

Maryse crossed her arms up her chest and lifted an eyebrow. "I can kiss whoever I want to, I'm single since today… or to say it better, I was never even your girlfriend to begin with so I've been single all this time"

Ted chuckled and ran his hand down his face, his blue eyes digging into Maryse's hazel ones. "Don't be such a petulant child, you are with me and you know that… God is this because I didn't take you to dinner? Fine then, as soon as the show is over I'll take you to your damn restaurant"

The French Canadian shook her head and responded him with a chuckle of her own. "Don't worry, save the trip because I'm not going anywhere with you. Stay your night out and go and get you another woman stupid enough to put up with you"

After saying that to him she flipped her hair and began to make her way to the door. He was dead wrong if he thought that taking her to dinner was going to fix things; she didn't want to fix things. That he didn't want to take her to dinner was only the last straw in a series of events that made her lose her patience that day. He couldn't treat her as a nice commodity he just used when he had the time, and buying her stuff wasn't going to work either, not anymore.

She was through with him.

When she was about to open the door and step out he grabbed her forearm and forced her to turn around. "So what now, are you going to go after that Punk? Don't be ridiculous Maryse, he's not the kind of man that will satisfy your demands…. I mean just look at him, he's… he looks like something the cat dragged in and once you go back to your right mind you are going to be mortified that you kissed him"

Maryse rolled her eyes and quirked her upper lip, she had no intention of going to anyone and if she had kissed Punk it was because she wanted to make the point clear to him that there were more men around that would love to be with her; but just because she wasn't going to let Ted have the last word she grinned and went on. "I bet that he will treat me better than you do"

"So now you say that I treat you badly and that Punk would be better than me?" Ted laughed and threw his head back. "That's nonsense and you know it, I give you everything so don't try to sound like a victim here. I'm the one who has to deal with public humiliation after what you did back there"

Maryse watched him through half closed eyes because there was no trace of previous anger in his voice, just amusement. It bothered her because she was still mad and Ted was always like that, he lived his moods in short intervals and that included the moments when he was affectionate with her.

Now, did he treat her bad?

No he didn't, when he was around he was great, he lavished her with all she could possibly want and when his mood was weird he was even sweet. But those moments were almost none existent now and he barely spent time with her.

"You don't treat me bad; you just don't treat me at all. Have you ever thought that I want something more than your gifts?"

Ted smiled that charming smile that first drew her to him as he ran a finger down her cheek. "Maryse… let's face this, you are not the kind of woman that thrives from affection and yeah you are right when you say he will treat you good. I'll even go as far as to say that he will kiss the floor you walk over because look at you babe, you are gorgeous and if he thinks that you are even remotely interested in him his mind would blow and he would go out of his way to keep you happy. I'm not saying that he won't treat you nice, it's you the one who wouldn't be able to stick around… you are too frivolous to be after a man like him… so below your standards… you wouldn't even last a month, hell, I won't give you two weeks before you come back to me"

Maryse snatched her face away from his touch and made for a quick exit, opening the door and then slamming it shut. She was beyond angry; who the hell did he think he was? She snorted… frivolous… she wasn't frivolous…

Biting hard on her lips she opened the door and peeked in, he was standing there with a smile on his face and by God she wanted to wipe it so bad…. "Just so you know, he's a better kisser than you are" With that said she slammed the door once again and turned to walk away, the sound of her heels echoing after her.

She didn't know where she was going; only that she was furious and that she would snap at whoever crossed her way. Maybe if she had seen the look on Ted's face after she told him that her mood would have picked up, not by much but anything was better than the way she was feeling at the moment.

"There you are"

Maryse rolled her eyes as she recognized the voice that spoke to her. Just what she needed… "I'm busy" She said curtly as she kept walking, she didn't want to deal with him in that moment, or ever.

"Yeah I noticed… anyway, you dropped this" He said and the blonde looked at him to see that he was holding a few hundred dollars in his hand.

She recognized them as the ones she threw in Ted's face, the ones he gave to her as a reward for another lonely night. "Keep them, get a new tattoo or something, I don't care"

"Well is today my lucky day or what?" He chuckled and Maryse watched out of the corner of her eyes at him walking by her side, only that he was walking backwards so he could look at her face as he followed her…

"Consider it your birthday gift" She dismissed him with a gesture but he didn't go away.

"Rad, but my birthday is in October, not today"

Maryse halted abruptly and put her hands on her hips, glaring at him a bit exasperated. "Then it's an early gift, can you stop following me now?"

The tattooed man flashed her a crooked grin and shrugged. "I guess I could, but I kind of wanted to ask you about the kiss. Did you know that it's illegal to kiss in public in some parts of the world?"

Maryse frowned and chuckled despite herself. "What?"

"If we were there we would have been arrested and maybe even forced to marry, that's if someone denounced us"

The Quebec native tilted her head and looked directly into Phil's olive green orbs; he had an easy smile on his lips and his eyes held a glint as he looked back at her. Looking at him like that she came to the conclusion that was not bad looking, now that he cut his hair short he only needed a good shave and the right clothes to look presentable… "Then good thing we live in America"

"Can argue about that, so why did you kiss me?" He asked, one of his hands resting under his chin as he blatantly scanned her face. "Did it have something to do with that boyfriend of yours?"

Maryse rolled her eyes and continued walking… the kiss. "He's not my boyfriend… look just forget about it, it was nothing"

"I see… since we are not getting arrested or anything we can say that it was part of my very late or slightly early birthday gift" He said, still following her. "I prefer it to be a late one because that leaves the option open for another gift"

The blonde shrugged distractedly. "Maybe…" After saying that she pouted and looked up to the ceiling; if she didn't know any better she could say that her mood had kind of gotten better with the dark haired man… they were even talking as if they liked each other and some even say that they were flirting… well he probably liked her and no doubt he was trying to flirt with her, but on her part she couldn't care less about him.

She was about to open her mouth to shoot at him whatever nasty comment she could think of to push him away but before she could do it she felt her phone vibrating. She couldn't even remember having it in her hand; when she looked to see it was a text message from Ted.

'Better kisser he may be but by the end of the week you'll be back in my bed'

Her jaw dropped and she felt like throwing the Blackberry away, to smash it to pieces! Who the hell did he think he was? Oh no… he was so very wrong and he was going to get a nice surprise.

She shut her mouth close and looked at the man at her side. He was looking at her and he still had the smile gracing his face. "Do you like Italian food?"

"Moi?" He said with a snort, like if she just asked the most stupid question in the world. She didn't care, she just rolled her eyes and kept walking, giving for granted that he was following her. "I like all kinds of food"

She looked at him and smiled… "Good, because I'm hungry and I want to go out… with you