Jeff hardy was sitting back stage with his brother and a few of their friends talking about this, that and the other, when he walked in and cought his eye. Randy Orton. Third generation superstar.

Despite his ways in the ring he was really human and very well liked, especially by women. Truth be told Randy liked the women pretty well himself. Everyone from agents, to fans, to a few of the divas and even the red headed janitor, Randy had been known to invite the ladies to his hotel room and they always went. Simply because he was 'The Legend Killer'. Despite his beautiful wife Randy was still quite the playboy!

Jeff silently wondered if Stacy knew. He watched as his friends greeted Randy and called him over.

"Hey Randy, did you see that security guard in the back?" Hunter said. "How would you like to be arrested by her?" He joked.

"No thanks man. That's more Matt's type." Randy said and slapped Matt Hardy on the back.

Matt glared up at him. "Just kidding man. Loosen up" He said.

"But for real man, there was a blond back here asking about you." Hunter said.

All the men standing around backstage with Randy were all faithful husbands and boyfriends but they all had a kind of respect for Randy's remarkable ability to cheat.

To everyone but Jeff it was harmless fun. It wasn't like Stacy was missing anything; everyone knew that Randy loved Stacy more than anything in the world.

"No, I can't tonight. Stacey is coming." Randy said. This last sentence caught Jeff's attention.

He had been quietly observing Stacy Orton for a long time now, and he had come to the conclusion he was in love with her.

That night went on and Stacy showed up and Jeff could not get his mind to function right for Stacey's presence. It was obvious to Jeff that she was upset, it seemed Randy had forgotten her birthday. Jeff stayed back and watched Stacy laugh and bounce her black curls like nothing was wrong.

He couldn't take it anymore.

He left the show early and went driving around the unfamiliar town. He saw a neon light in the distance, and with nothing better to do he pulled up and walked in.

The little one room bar was dark with very dim lighting and played all the best oldies. It wasn't really Jeff's taste but, 'Blue eyes Crying in the Rain' never sounded so good as when Willie played it on that old jukebox.

Jeff was sitting on a bar stool drinking a beer when Stacy walked in, alone.

She ordered a beer and a shot of tequila. She took her beverages to a table in the back of the room. Jeff wanted to walk over to her and tell her how he felt, but he knew it wasn't the right thing to do; after all she was still a married woman.

He didn't know if it was the alcohol, the dim lights or her pain but those old songs seemed to be talking right to him.

Jeff couldn't help himself he walked over to the table where she was sitting and ask to sit down.

"Yes Jeff of course." She said with a frosted smile.

"What are you doing here Stacy?"

"I love this place. I come every chance I get." She said.

"Where's Randy at?" Jeff asked.

"He left. He's on his way to the next show." She said sadly

"That's not right, Stacy." Jeff said before he could stop himself.

"I know." She laughed then she wiped a tear off her cheek.

"It's like I never see my husband anymore. When we first got married we couldn't get enough of each other, now we get by on seeing each other once a month. Mama thought it would be a good match cause of Randy's money, but I married him for love not diamonds and minks!" She seemed to be pouring out her heart to him and Jeff didn't know why.

Did she feel like she had to explain her marriage?

Was he that transparent?

Jeff took Stacey's hand in his and looked into her deep green eyes. "Stacey I lo-"

The door opened and Stacey looked away from Jeff.

Randy walked straight to the table were Jeff was about to pour his heart out to Stacey.

Jeff quickly released her hand and looked away.

"I'm so sorry Stacy, I have been so busy it slipped my mind, happy birthday baby." Randy said and handed her a dozen red roses.

"Oh Randy! Thank you, I love you so much" Stacey said standing up and throwing her arms around her husband and kissed him.

Randy took her hand and led her out of the bar. Neither of them told Jeff good-by. Jeff watched the two lovers walk away as the words, 'I'll be standing by to be the next in line' rang though the bar.