"So are you going to put on your extremely sexy ring attire for me? I'd say I've been a very good boy this evening." Mike asked, trailing kisses from my jaw down to my collarbone. I bit back a moan as I wondered how we went from watching some romantic comedy in our hotel room to this very heated make-out session.

"Mike," I moaned as he began lightly biting at my neck, "Mikey, stop it." I gently try to push him away but he is a lot bigger and stronger than I am.

More moans of pleasure build up but I refuse to let them out, "Michael, I'm serious. Please stop." He stops and looks at me. In his azure blue eyes, there is a small trace of guilt.

"Something wrong?" He asks, still hovering over my body.

I swallow the lump that's growing my throat, "It's just that… I… I feel kind of weird doing this." He cocked his head to the side, confused. "I mean, you're great, you're sweet and funny and just amazing but we haven't even been out on a date and-"

"I think I get what you're saying." I expected him to be maybe just a little offended but he wasn't. He just smiled then proceeded to ask, "So how about tomorrow night, you and I go out on a proper date?"

I smiled back, "Okay."

"Good." He kissed me on the cheek, and then rolled off the bed. "I'm going to take a shower…I would ask if you want to join me but…" He trailed off joking as I laughed and threw a pillow at him.

"Just go take your shower, perv."

Ring!

Five more minutes, I thought as I rolled over. Only to realize that it wasn't an alarm clock that was ringing but instead my cell phone.

I blindly began feeling around for the phone, knocking over several things in the process. Finally, I felt the phone and brought it to my ear while pressing 'talk'.

"Hello?" I yawned into the phone.

"Mommy! Mommy, guess what!" Delilah's sweet little voice instantly perked me up.

"What is it sweetie?" I asked, now sitting up and stretching. I glanced to the side and expected to see Mike but he wasn't there. I frowned; where was he?

"Did you hear me, Mommy?" My daughter asked.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?"

She sighed as if exasperated and I held back a laugh, "I said that Sammy and I have a surprise for you."

A surprise? "You do?" I asked confused. The bathroom door creaked opened and out came Mike, dressed in a pair of sweat pants one of his own I'm awesome t-shirts. I raised my brow at him and he shrugged.

"It was the only clean thing I had." The blue-eyed man mouthed.

"Alice, are you there?" Sam's voice replaced Delilah's.

"Yeah, I'm here." I replied, still confused by what surprise they had for me. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. I swung my legs over the bed, "Hold on, someone's at the door." I said into the phone, I could here Delilah giggle.

I stood up but saw Mike had already gone to answer it. I lied back down, rolling over onto my stomach. "Never mind, anyways what's the-"

"Surprise!" I heard coming from the hallway outside and the cell phone. What's going on?

"You're not mommy…" A quiet voice said, but it was loud enough for me to hear.

I jumped off the bed and ran to the front door. My jaw dropped as I saw my daughter and Sam. "Momma!" The little blonde haired girl ran towards me and I brought her up into a hug. I almost wanted to cry I was so happy.

Then I saw that Mike and Sam were glaring at each other… Whatever, not my problem right now.

"This is the best surprise ever sweetie, I'm so glad you're here!" I kissed her temple. She kissed my cheek in return.

"I missed you so much mommy."

I ran my fingers through her hair, "I know, I missed you too." She let go of me then looked at Mike and Sam.

"Who's he?" She asked innocently, pointing to Mike. Oh God, how do I answer this? Uh…Mommy's friend? But he means more than that to me. Mommy's special friend? That just sounds creepy.

"My name's Mikey, I'm one of your mommy's best friends." I was surprised when Mike crouched down to her level and talked to her. I have never seen The Miz interact with children before but he seems to be pretty good at it.

"Oh…" She nodded, "I'm Delilah." She grinned.

He smiled back, "That's a pretty name." They began talking and I stood up. Sam then motioned for me to come out to the hallway with him. I fallowed closing the door behind me.

Instantly he pulled me into a hug, "You have no idea how much I missed you."

I would have laughed had he not been making it nearly impossible for me to breath. "Sam…Need…Air…" I gasped as he released me.

"Sorry…" he chuckled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"What are you guys doing here? Not that I don't love this surprise, because ,well, I do."

He shrugged, "We both just wanted to visit you. It took a little while to find out where you were but Lucinda helped." Ah, Luce, should have known she'd be in on this too.

"Anyways, there's a reason I pulled you out into the hallway to talk. Why is he in your room?" Sam asked crossing his arms.

"About that…" I rubbed my neck awkwardly and stared at the carpet. Sam's going to freak. He's never liked the Miz as a wrestler and when Mike used to rag on me Sam called him a dick…

Sam looked me in the eyes, "Alice…"

"He kinda likes me and I kinda like him and we're kinda going out on a date tonight…" I mumbled waiting for Sam to explode.

"What?" Sam nearly shouted. "But, he's such a dick!"

"Sam, be quiet, what if someone hears you!" I pulled him away from the door.

He frowned, "Of all the guys in the WWE, you know what scratch that; of all the guys you know of, you choose him?"

"He's not the same douche he's always been. Mike's sweet, funny, car-"

Sam held up his hand to silence me, "I don't even want to hear it." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "Does he make you happy?"

"Yeah, he does."

"Fine. But if he hurts you I swear to God, I'm killing him." I giggled and wrapped my arms around him.

"That's all I ask for…"


A/N: Meh, not exactly a fan of this chapter...at all. Thanks for reading and reviewing!