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For What it's Worth
Chapter 7
Brett and Adam had been at the club for a good hour and had spent their time divided between dancing and chatting with Adam's coworkers. They made their way off the dance floor to take a break to sit down and have a drink. Adam went to the bar to get the drinks while Brett made her way to the table that was occupied by some of the wrestlers.
"Is this seat taken?" She asked Chris Irvine, who looked up at her and smiled.
"If you're going to sit here, no, but if your ugly husband wants to sit here, yes its taken." Chris said amused.
She rolled her eyes and sat down next to him. He immediately wrapped his arm around her shoulders. She had warmed up to Chris almost immediately after Adam introduced them years ago; there was something about him that was so sweet and genuine that she found it hard to dislike him, even when he pulled stupid pranks. "He's not ugly." She said, standing up for her husband.
"You're his wife, you have to say that." Chris said, taking a sip from his glass.
Once again, she rolled her eyes. She turned her attention to the large group of people that had just entered the club and were making their way towards their table. She smiled when she recognized a couple of people in the group as Randy and Dave. She waved to them when their eyes connected with hers and they made their way over. She stood up and greeted each man with a hug before sitting back down. Randy made his way around the table, greeting all his coworkers, while Dave took a seat next to Brett.
"So how are you settling in?" Dave asked with a friendly smile.
She let out a small sigh but smiled. "It's different but I don't mind change."
"That's good. It took me a while to get used to things too." He said then looked around not seeing Adam anywhere. "So where's that husband of yours?"
"Getting a drink," She said then stretched her neck to look over at the bar to see if she could locate Adam. "Looks pretty packed over there." Dave glanced over and nodded. He allowed himself to slyly give Brett the once over, hoping she wouldn't notice. He noticed she had changed out of the outfit she was wearing at dinner and into something more appropriate for a club setting. She was in a strapless short dress that had a bright floral pattern and a flared skirt along with black peep toe pumps.
"Well while you wait, wanna dance?" Dave couldn't help himself.
Brett didn't answer right away, she saw Adam making his way back with two beers in his hand. "Hey baby, sorry that took so long" Adam greeted her and squeezed himself between her and Chris. "Hey Dave," He added when he saw his friend. He clapped the big man on the back and took a sip of his beer.
"I'm going to dance with Dave, is that ok?" She asked Adam.
Adam leaned back and shrugged. He smiled at Dave, "She's all yours." Brett frowned a bit, it scared her a bit that her husband didn't mind her dancing with a reasonably, ok let's face it, incredibly, attractive male. She smiled at Dave and led him onto the dance floor.
Dave was also a bit baffled by Adam's reaction. If Brett were his wife, he definitely wouldn't want her dancing with him. He shook his head, there he went again, imagining she was his wife. He turned his attention to the beauty in his arms and smiled. He pulled her a bit closer and rested his hands on her hips. Brett had to admit, Dave was a good dancer. His technique was very different from Adam's. Dave was gentle and fluid, while Adam was more demanding, not to say she doesn't enjoy dancing with Adam, she does, dancing with Dave is just a nice change of pace. After a while of dancing, Dave turns Brett around to face him and leans in close to her ear so she'll hear what she has to say.
"I have to tell you something. It may not be any of my business but…" He trailed off.
Brett looked at him confused. "Okay"
"Well, Mickie and I had dinner together tonight; we saw you and Adam across the restaurant." He paused and Brett smiled.
"You should have come over and said hi, we would have loved to share a table with you guys." Dave smiled at her friendliness.
"Well," He grimaced. "you guys seemed to be in the midst of a fight."
Brett's smile faltered. "Oh,"
Dave nodded. "Listen, I'm not trying to pry or anything, I don't know what you guys were fighting about and it's none of my business, hell you could have been arguing about socks for all I know." He chuckled a bit, trying to ease the mood. "Anyways, I just wanted to let you know, I've been there before and if you ever need anyone to talk to, I'm here. I know we barely know each other but I think we could be great friends and like I said, if you need to talk, I'm here." He gently pushed a piece of hair behind her ears and smiled sympathetically at her.
Brett nodded. "That's really sweet Dave, I appreciate it." Dave let out a sigh of relief. He was a bit worried that she would get mad at him for prying in her business. "Everything's fine and for the record, I was just tired and really annoyed."
Dave nodded. "I'm glad. You and Adam are a great couple." Dave said to assure her, though inside, he was silently wishing she was single so he could have a chance with her.
Brett's smile widened. "Thanks Dave," She linked her arm through his and led him off the dance floor. "You're a sweetheart." She said, dropping a kiss on his cheek before taking a seat next to Adam. Adam was in the process of pounding back shot after shot and barely noticed when she took a seat next to him. She put her hand on his knee to get his attention and he turned with his glass in the air and beamed at her before throwing the shot down his throat. She frowned a bit and put her hand on the glass, moving it out of his grip.
"Adam, I think you've had enough." She said, setting the glass on the table. She saw Randy, who was sitting on the other side of Adam, pour another shot glass of alcohol and passed it Adam's way but Brett intercepted it before Adam could grab it. "He's done." She said passing the shot on to Dave, who was sitting next to her.
Adam wrapped one of his hands around her wrist and the other under her chin so she would look at him. "I can decide when I've had enough," He said and took his hand off her chin and extended it toward Randy who eagerly handed him a glass. "and I'm not quite there yet." He said before bringing the glass to his lips. After he swallowed the liquid, he put the glass on the table and hungrily attacked her lips with his own. She cringed at the overwhelming taste of alcohol and pushed him off her.
"Adam, you reek," She said.
Adam groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "Brett, can't we just enjoy ourselves while out with some of my friends?"
She narrowed her eyes at him and had to look away. And she thought coming on the road with him would help things. How can it help their relationship when all he wants to do is drink and hang out with his friends? Shouldn't he want to spend his time with her while she was on the road? Wasn't that kind of the whole point of her coming out here? Her eyes connected with Chris Irvine's and she silently pleaded with him to help her out a bit. He smiled sympathetically at her and nodded. He stood up and approached Adam with a slap on the back.
"Hey, bud, let's say we get out of here and head back to the hotel? It's going to be an early day tomorrow." Chris suggested.
Adam looked up at his oldest friend and smiled. "Yeah," He said nodding. "that's probably a good idea. Let's get out of here." He turned to her and pulled her to his side. "Ready to leave baby?" He asked sweetly, dropping a kiss on her forehead. She nodded and stood up, smiling goodbye to Dave.
"Want me to come?" Dave asked, sensing she might want to talk.
She shook her head. "No, you stay, have fun. I'll see you later." She said, rubbing his shoulder as she passed by. She waited while Adam said bye to all his friends, being extra friendly, giving them all hugs and telling them how much he loved them. Once they were outside, they made their way to Chris's car, who had driven the trio, and Chris tossed Brett his keys.
"I've had a couple of drinks, you think you can drive?" He asked, knowing she had only had water tonight.
"Yeah, I'll be fine." She said and helped Chris put a barely awake Adam in the backseat, buckling him up. She got into the drivers seat and turned the car on, turning the blasting radio down to minimal volume.
About half way to the hotel, Chris turned around and laughed when he saw his friend passed out. "He's out." She smiled but didn't respond. "What's going on Brett?"
She glanced over at him for a second with a puzzled expression before turning her eyes back on the road. "What are you talking about?"
"Please, there is obviously something going on between you and Adam." He said.
She paused before shrugging. "There's nothing going on but if there was, I'm sure Adam would tell you."
"I want you to tell me." He said but when she didn't respond he sighed. "I watched you guys back there. Things are obviously tense between you two. You can tell me, I won't say anything to anyone; I won't even say anything to Adam."
It took her a couple minutes to respond then she sighed. "It's just, I don't know what's going on myself. Sometimes he is the best husband I could ever ask for but others…" She paused collecting her thoughts. "other times he's a complete jackass."
"Like tonight?" Chris asked, worried about his best friends wife, who had over the years become a very close friend of his.
She nodded. "Like tonight. Sometimes I just feel like he takes me for granted and he acts like he doesn't need me. But if we get into a big fight, the next day he'll be so sweet and sound so sincere I always think he's going to improve his attitude."
"But," Chris said, feeling there was a 'but' coming on.
"But," She said then sighed. "he doesn't. And when I decided to come out on the road, I thought maybe things will get better and we can figure out what's going on between us and get back to normal. But after tonight, I'm doubtful. I'm just exhausted you know?"
Chris was silent for a minute. "I understand what you're saying, and I can definitely understand the exhaustion. It's tough dealing with people you're in a relationship with that seem not to care. But, I know Adam, and I think it would be a mistake to give up on him. He's adjusting to having you on the road. We got out a lot on the road and drinking is a part of that. He'll get better as time progresses, I can assure you. Just be a little more patient."
She nodded. "I will but I can't wait forever." She said which brought the conversation to an end as they arrived at the hotel. Chris helped Brett get Adam to their hotel room and in bed. She thanked him with a hug and watched him leave. She sighed and changed into her pajamas before lying down next to her husband. She propped herself up on her elbow and looked at a peaceful looking Adam. She really hopes he will start to improve the way he says he wants to. He was the love of her life and she couldn't even imagine living a day without him in her life. She gently placed a kiss on his lips and laid down, curling her body against his with a sigh as love and comfort set in.
A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update but I've been busy all week with finals. Hopefully I'll be able to update again this week. Thanks for all the reviews! And on a side note, uh, Maria...diva of the year? There is something horribly wrong with that sentence.
