Friends…

It had been three months since Trish and Jeff first met. They became best friends and fast.

Jeff sat at the bar chatting with Trish. He was sipping on a beer while Trish was enjoying a Strawberry Margarita. It was a Friday night and they had just finished a house show. Matt, Amy, Trish, Jeff and a

bunch of other superstars decided to go out and have some fun. Besides they were in L.A., great night life. Who would pass that up? Jeff turned toward Trish and smiled, "I'm so proud of you, ya know that

right?" Trish gave him a confused look as she turned from watching Amy and Matt dancing. "Proud of me…for what ?" Jeff grinned, "Because I remember when I first started training you, you didn't believe you

could do anything, but then you put your mind to it and look where you're at now. You have a title shot at Survivor Series. I knew you could do it." Trish smiled proudly, "Yeah I know but you should know that

the only reason I'm so good is because I had an amazing teacher, Jeff you're the best." Jeff smiled shyly. "Thanks Trish." She nodded her head and slid off the bar stool. "C'mon lets go dance!" Jeff chuckled at

her enthusiasm and followed her to the dance floor. The was she moved was driving him crazy. Her hips swayed smoothly and her smile was vibrant and teasing. He placed his hands on her hips and followed

her moves. No one else mattered at that moment. She glanced back at him and she smiled shyly. He moved his face closer to hers and she didn't move away. His heartbeat fast and his head was spinning. He

placed a soft, gentle kiss on her lips. Trish froze, in shock. Jeff pulled away slightly. "I'm sorry Trish. I don't know what got into me." Trish looked at him and before she could stop herself she reached out and

wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him sweetly. His lips felt like they were on fire, a warm tingling sensation. He instinctively slid his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. They seemed

to be locked in that position forever. Trish finally pulled away, breathless, cheeks pink. She looked down at the ground and mumbled something incoherent, and turned around and dashed off the dance floor.

Jeff stood there confused, why did she leave? He quickly shook the thoughts from his head and ran off to chase her.

Trish wasn't sure what to think. She was sitting on the edge of her bed in the hotel room replaying the nights events. Jeff was her best friend. They did everything together, what got into her? She never saw

Jeff like that, I mean sure he was attractive but after so much time they spent together the feelings slowly were pushed aside. He was her best friend and that's all…but best friends don't kiss, and they

certainly aren't supposed to like it. She felt sick. Why was she so confused? She glanced at the door when she heard a knock. Her pulse began to quicken when she heard that familiar southern drawl, calling

out her name. She couldn't answer it, not now. She would have to talk to him later. She stood quiet and waited until he eventually stopped. She felt horrible, and she needed to talk to someone. Anyone who

could help her figure this out. She thought for a moment before she knew exactly who she could talk to. Amy.

(P.S.) Sorry if this seemed rushed but i didnt wanna go on and on and get readers bored by saying what they were doing for the past three months! lol

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