After work that night, Roman walked into a small but cozy bar. Looking around he found what he was looking for. There was a man with short blond hair and a pretty brunette woman sitting next to him. Roman smirked and watched them.

The couple was sitting at the bar, drinking their drinks and talking. "He's late," the blond man growled.

The woman rolled her eyes and said, "He'll be here. Give him a few more minutes."

Roman thought he would play with the couple a little, so he walked over and put an arm around the woman's shoulder.

"Hi Steph, thanks for meeting me," he said and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Get your hands off my wife," the man growled out.

Stephanie glared at Roman and shoved him away saying, "Paul, he's just messing with you."

Roman smiled at the use of his boss' real name. Only Stephanie could get away with using it. He usually went by the name of Hunter.

Paul just grunted and turned his attention to Roman, "I read the report you sent. Why does he have an office in Randy's company?"

Roman cursed to himself, wondering why he had even put that in the report. He didn't want his boss to know that he thought Randy and Sheamus had a relationship. All he knew was that Sheamus had controlling stock in Randy's company; he wanted to be sure of the situation before he said anything.

"Well, he owns most of the stock in the company. Maybe he just wants to keep an eye on his investment," he explained.

"Ok, so we know that Sheamus now runs his dad's shipping company and that he basically owns Randy's company. What we don't know is why he helped Randy or how he got the money too. The shipping company has made Sheamus's family rich, but not enough to buy Randy his company. His dad built that company, so it's not that old of a company to make enough to support two companies. We need to find out where he got the extra money," Paul explained.

Roman nodded and said, "We'll find out. Did you talk to the client? Did he have any other information that could help?"

Paul looked worriedly at Steph. "Well…," he started but Stephanie interrupted him.

"No, he didn't say. In fact the client went directly to dad and wants to remain anonymous. It seems that my dad knows him from when they were in school," she explained.

"Fuck," Roman exclaimed, "We are getting paid, right?"

"Not until the job's done," Steph stated.

"Fuck, damnit. Fine, when's the rest of the team getting here?" he asked. Roman didn't like the idea of waiting to get paid. He liked getting half before and the rest when the job finished. He really didn't need the money; he just liked being paid up front.

"One of them is already in place. He's becoming good friends with Sheamus. The other will be working with you at the company as Randy's assistant. He'll be there on Friday," Paul explained.

Roman just nodded his ok and said "Since we're finished here I'm leaving." Then he stood up and left the bar. It was still early and Roman didn't want to spend it at home. He decided he would go get dinner and then hit a club.

Randy walked out of the building feeling tired. All he wanted to do was get home, eat and go to bed. Those thoughts crushed when a car pulled in front of him and the window rolled down.

"Hop on in Randy," a smiling Sheamus said as he practically licked his lips looking at Randy.

"Look Sheamus," Randy said irritated, "I was with you a couple of days ago and today you fucked me in my office. I'm sore, tired and hungry I just want to go home. Plus my car's here so I don't need a ride."

"Please, Randy. Go out with me. We'll eat dinner and maybe a club. I'll bring you back for your car. Please. Just as friends. I promise not to do anything," Sheamus begged.

Randy eyed Sheamus wearily, but if Sheamus wanted to hang out as friends then Randy decided he would. He nodded his head and said, "Okay. I'll go since it's just as friends."

They went to the restaurant, sat down and ordered. All during dinner Randy felt happy. They eat and talked about when they were always hanging out together, the trouble they got into as kids and then together as adults. Randy felt like he was getting his best friend back.

They finished eating and Sheamus asked, "So, still feel like going to get a drink with me?"

Randy nodded yes and they paid for their bill. Randy insisted on paying for his meal. He didn't want Sheamus to think this was a date. They left the restaurant and headed for the club.

When Roman left the meeting with his boss, he went to find something to eat. After eating he drove around until he found this club. Now he was sitting in a darkened corner watching everyone dance and drink. His eyes roamed over the crowded bar when he saw Sheamus and Randy walk in. He watched them thread their way through the bar and smirked. Things were starting to look up.

Sheamus and Randy made their way to the bar and surprisingly found a couple of empty seats. They ordered a couple of drinks and looked around the bar. They were sitting there just watching the dance floor when Randy felt someone staring at him. He looked around, not seeing anyone knew, he went back to talking to Sheamus. Soon, Randy wanted to dance. It had been awhile since he last went dancing, so he got up and said, "I'm going to go dance. Do you want to come with me?"

"Nah, you go and have fun. I'll just sit here and drink," Sheamus said.

Randy nodded and headed for the dance floor. He let the music move him. As he moved to the beat, he felt a pair of hands grab his waist. He slapped the hands off him and whipped around ready to either it or yell at the person who touched him. When he turned around he froze at the site of who it was.

Roman smirked and asked, "Do you want to dance? Or are you with someone who will get jealous?" His smirk widened when he saw color rising to Randy's cheeks.

Randy felt his cheeks redden as he nervously turned to see if he was watching. Sighing gratefully when he wasn't, Randy turned back to Roman still blushing and stuttered out an answer. "I-I'm here with Sh-Shamus but we're not d-dating," he managed to finally stammer out. He looked into milk chocolate eyes wondering why he felt nervous and tongue-tied around the man.

Roman smirked opening his arms in an invitation and the two started dancing. Little did they know that cold blue eyes stared at them and had watched the scene.

Sheamus stared at them with anger and jealousy brewing inside him. He stood up to go get Randy when his hand brushed his pants pocket reminding him of the packet he had put in there. He smirked evilly and grabbed Randy's drink to pour a powdery substance into it. He slowly swirled the drink to mix the powder in and waited for Randy to come back.

Randy was having the time of his life. He had finally reconnected with his best friend and now he was dancing with an extremely sexy man. All too soon the song ended and Randy said apologetically, "Well, I should get back to Sheamus. I'll see you at work tomorrow."

"Yeah, see you," Roman said and watched Randy walk back to Sheamus. He had seen Sheamus look over at them after the song ended and he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Randy got back to the bar and smiled at Sheamus. He sat down and reached for his drink.

Sheamus watched him with an evil glint in his eyes. "So did ya have a good time?" he asked as he watched Randy drink.

"Yeah," Randy said smiling, "but I'm tired. Can we leave?" Randy could feel the alcohol hitting him and felt a little dizzy when he stood back up to leave.

"Sure we can leave. Are you ok?" Sheamus asked acting concerned for his friend.

"Yeah, I just want to go home," he said. Sheamus and he headed out when Randy felt more dizziness and started swaying. Sheamus automatically put an arm around Randy when Randy's world suddenly went black.

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