It been about two months since the last time Nicole saw Dean. They texted back and forth a few times since. Nicole was going on assignment and was pretty sure she was going to end up running into Dean. She was going to help Natalya edit a book she was writing. So for the next two months she was going to be on the road with the WWE. Nicole arrived at the arena and went into the Women's Locker Room.
"Hi." "I'm Nicole Montgomery from Cloverfield Press." "I'm looking for Natalya Neidhart."
"That's me." Natalya said standing up. She went over to her.
"Hello Miss Neidhart."
"Call me Nattie."
"Is there somewhere you would like to go and work?"
"Yes let me just grab a couple things."
After she finished up working with Natalya Nicole went to get a Coke. The machine wouldn't give it to her.
"Oh come on." She said.
"I got it Peaches." Dean said coming up behind her. He hit the machine and the Coke fell down. He got it for her.
"Thanks."
"No problem." "What are you doing here?"
"I didn't tell you."
"No."
"I'm helping Natalya with the book she's writing so I'm gonna be here for the next couple months."
"Cool." "We'll have to hang."
"Alright."
After the show Nicole went back to the hotel. She was sitting at the lobby bar.
"Hey Nicole." Dean said sitting down beside her.
"Hi."
"Can I have a beer please?" He asked looking at the bartender. "White wine spritzer?" He asked looking back at Nicole.
"Yeah." "Where's Renee?"
"Sleeping." "So what do you think about the road so far?"
"It's very fast paced."
"Isn't it?" "I love it."
"Yeah you would."
Two hours later Dean walked Nicole back to her room. They were both buzzed.
"That was fun." Nicole said.
"Yeah it was." "Nicole I'm curious, do you date?"
"Not for a long time now." "I was nineteen when I had my last boyfriend."
"You haven't had a relationship in ten years?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"I don't particularly miss being cheated on." "I don't need a relationship."
"Well what about sex?" "Everybody needs that."
"Not me."
"You never get any desire?"
"Sometimes."
"You never look at someone and just want to take them, to make them yours, to taste them." "To want them so badly it takes everything in you to hold back?"
She laughed. "You're drunk." "Goodnight."
"Goodnight."