A/N: Hola. Thank you for the reviews for Chapter 10. Glad to see people enjoyed the Rolyssa smut (Dalex fans, you will get some more smut soon..just gotta be patient.) So yeah I'm not gonna discuss WM b/c if I do...And I'm not just talking about the main event and all that fuckery either. Anywhoo, small housekeeping note: my updates for Lazy will take place on Fridays from now on simply b/c of my work schedule. (But since I finished this one early, I decided to be nice.) But other than that enjoy Chapter 11 :-)

Eleven

Pain zipped through Alani's head as sunlight streamed into the window the moment she cracked her eyes open. She quickly closed them and groaned, nearly vomiting at the smell of the greasy food that sat next to her on the nightstand. Counting to ten, she slowly sat up and leaned against the headboard before attempting to pry her eyes apart again. Alani blinked a few times so her eyes could focus on her surroundings while she ignored the pounding headache that was currently attacking her.

The backstage interviewer was back on the road ready to push the thoughts of her crumbling romantic life to the side and simply focus on doing her job. So far she had did everything she possibly could to avoid Randy for the past week. She didn't have a phone, thanks to her throwing hers against her wall and shattering it in her apartment. And thankfully the only time the two of them were in the same arena was during the Raw taping the Monday after Valentine's Day. But now the two of them were scheduled to appear at the upcoming pay per view in two days and she was not looking forward to running into the Viper. She still couldn't believe she was so naive to fall for Randy's manipulations and she didn't know how she should move past it. Knowing him, Orton would create some clever lie to cover his deceit and lies. But there wasn't anything he could say or do to fix this. It was clear Randy had no intention of ever making her his main woman and it was time she accepted that bitter pill of reality and cut ties with him before it was too late.

Alani's head snapped up at the sound of water shutting off. She quickly glanced around the room, her brows knitting together at the sight of a pair of male shoes siting next to her bed. Except it wasn't her bed. Hell it wasn't even her room. Alani dragged a hand through her hair nervously while panic started to invade her body as she frantically searched for a weapon to protect herself.

Before she could grab something, the bathroom door opened. Alani's eyes bucked open and she grimaced when she saw who walked into the bedroom. "What the hell are you doing here?" she asked, smacking her lips.

"Well good morning to you too sweet cheeks," Seth greeted as his lips curled into a cocky smirk.

"Please tell me this is some sick, twisted nightmare." Alani glanced down at her clothing and groaned when she realized she was only wearing one of Seth's oversized t-shirts.

"I see you're feeling better."

"What the hell did you do? What the hell did we do? Where the fuck am I?"

"I'm not a genius but I think this is what people call a hotel room," Seth quipped with a grin. He watched with an amused stare as Alani jumped out of his bed and started to search for her belongings. He chuckled lightly making her movements suddenly stop. She spun around and narrowed her eyes at the wrestler.

"So you think this is some big joke?" she asked, her voice slightly raising. "We have drunk sex, and I don't remember shit and you find that funny?"

"Babe you are overreacting. Just cal-"

Seth's sentence died on his lips as Alani suddenly pushed him against the wall, startling him. She gripped him by the collar of his t-shirt he pulled over his head a few seconds prior.

"Do not tell me to calm the fuck down Rollins. You have 30 fuckin seconds to tell me what happened last night or else-"

Seth interrupted Alani when he turned them around, her back now pressed against the wall. She gulped nervously as his face hovered in front of hers, his brown orbs staring into her golden brown irises. Despite her mind telling her she should be angry at Seth, her body trembled beneath his. She could feel his bulging muscles resting against her and his long eyelashes looked so tantalizing up close. Then his lips...

"Alani."

Seth's voice cut into Alani's thoughts. Her eyes slowly reached his again.

"For starters, we're in my room. I brought you here last night but nothing happened."

Alani snorted in disbelief. "Yeah right. There's no way I would ever willingly come back to your room."

Seth smirked. "You really don't remember last night do you?" he asked. A bewildered expression appeared on Alani's face.

Previous Night

"99 bottles of wine on the wall, 99 bottles of wine. Take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of wine on the wall. 98 bottles of wine on the wall, 98 bottles of wine-"

"I don't think that's how the song goes," Seth commented, interrupting the singing. He tore his eyes away from the numbers on the wall of the elevator and glanced at the intoxicated woman sitting on the floor. He ran a hand over his slicked back hair and exhaled.

"Haven't you ever heard of remixes Seffffff?" Alani asked from her spot on the floor, her speech slurred. "Anyway, beer is nasty. Wine is so much better. Oooooohhhh I wonder if I still have those mini bottles of wine in my suitcase."

"I think you have had enough to drink for one night."

"Pfft! Whatever. I'm a woman. I can handle my wine fuck you mean?"

Before Seth could respond, the elevator bell rang, indicating they arrived at their designated floor. Seth bent over and wrapped his arm around Alani's waist, helping her stand on her wobbly legs. "C'mon sweet cheeks. Let's get you in the bed."

Alani snatched her body out of Seth's grasp, shaking her head. "I can walk myself to my room. You're not slick Rollins. Don't think just because I've had a few glasses of wine you can take advantage of me. I'm a lady after all."

Seth folded his arms across his chest as his chocolate brown orbs watched Alani stumble forward. He bit down on his bottom lip to stop himself from laughing when he watched her feet teeter in her sky high stiletto heels, her body swaying from side to side. Her ankle suddenly twisted and her leg gave way, causing her to tumble to the ground and falling flat on her butt. The laugh Seth tried to hold back filled the hallway as he crouched over holding his side.

Alani turned around sharply to face Seth and glared. "So you're just gonna let me fall?!"

"You said you could handle it so I wasn't going to impede," Seth responded in between laughs.

Alani smacked her lips and rolled her eyes while Seth made his way towards her. He once again wrapped his arm around her waist and helped her stand, leading her towards her room. As they walked in silence, Seth couldn't believe how he ended up in his current situation. All his mind was focused on was taking a hot shower and hopping into his bed for some much needed sleep after the house show. But that plan was quickly ruined the moment he walked past the hotel bar and heard Alani screeching his name like a madwoman. Once his gaze fell on her, he immediately could tell that she definitely was the victim of one too many glasses of white wine. Seth could've left Alani alone in the bar. She was an adult and was capable of taking care of herself. However, his conscience decided to make an appearance and before he realized, he was escorting her towards the elevator as she sang her remixed version of 99 Bottles of Beer.

"Well we're here finally," Seth announced once they approached Alani's hotel room. "Where's your key?"

Alani's confused eyes locked onto Seth's face. "My what?"

"Key. You know the card to get into your room?" He sighed when she continued to stare at him blankly. He grabbed her small purse and searched for the object but came up empty. Seth groaned as he dragged a hand over his face. There was no way he would be able to make it back to bar to look for the key or to the front desk to request a new one with a drunken Alani weighing him down. He glanced around the hallway trying to determine what to do when a lightbulb went off in his mind.

Seth grabbed Alani by the waist again and started to walk. There was a very high chance she would snap when she woke up the next morning but this was the only solution he could come up with that made logical sense. By now, he was extremely tired and simply wanted to get Alani settled so he could go to sleep.

While they moved down the corridor, he cleared his throat when he felt Alani's body pushing against his. Her well endowed breasts brushed against his arm as her sweet smelling perfume infiltrated his senses. As hard as he tried to concentrate on making sure she didn't fall flat on her ass again, his body couldn't help but respond to their close proximity.

Before his thoughts could spiral out of control, Seth finally arrived at his destination: his room. He unlocked and pushed open the door with his free hand before he directed Alani inside, kicking the door closed. "Sit," he instructed, helping her sit on the arm chair that sat near the door.

Once he realized Alani wouldn't topple over, he began searching through his suitcase for a shirt for her to wear. He grabbed one of his many band t-shirts and walked back towards her.

"Here you can wear this and sleep in my bed. I'll take the pull out sofa," he quickly added before Alani could protest. "I assume you can handle getting dressed?"

Alani nodded and giggled. "I'm not that drunk Rollins. Give me a little bit of credit," she said as she grabbed the t-shirt.

Seth turned around to look for something to wear to bed for himself. "Ok well if you need anything then let me-WHAT THE HELL?!" His eyes widened as he he turned around, being greeted with a nearly naked Alani innocently standing in front of him. He expected her to go to the bathroom to change but clearly she thought that involved too many steps. Seth knew he should've diverted his gaze from her body but he simply couldn't. Her body was fucking amazing. Her breasts were the perfect size and covered in a sexy beige lace bra, her lower half covered in a matching pair of lace panties. Seth knew Alani worked out as many times as the in ring divas but he never thought her body would look as great as it did. Hell her physique looked better than most of the divas on the roster. He struggled to stop the throaty groan from falling from his lips and quickly whirled around when he felt his cheeks becoming flushed.

"I'm so sorry I thought you were going to change in the bathroom," Seth quickly explained.

"Why do that when I can undress right here? Don't tell me you're feeling uncomfortable seeing me in my underwear. We're both adults Sefff."

"Of course. But it's just..I mean really...Well what I meant to say.." Seth stumbled over his words and shook his head. "Never mind. I'm just gonna change."

Seth grabbed his loose fitting gym shorts and t-shirt and rushed into the bathroom. A few minutes later, exited the bathroom ready to go to sleep. By this time, Alani was sprawled out in the middle of the bed, her breathing low and steady as if she had already drifted to dreamland. Seth shook his head with a chuckle and grabbed a blanket from his closet to drape over her body so she wouldn't become cold overnight.

His eyes raked over her appearance appreciatively. Even draped in his two sizes too big t-shirt and her hair gathered into a messy bun, it was difficult to ignore her beauty. Seth pushed a stray hair behind her ear, deciding that Orton was a dumbass for not jumping at the offer to make Alani his only woman. The two of them might not have known each other well, but he was convinced that Orton didn't deserve Alani. She deserved to be doted on, cherished, and treated like a queen. Not like a fuckin consolation prize that you use whenever you're lonely.

Shaking the thoughts from his head, Seth stepped away from Alani. Before he could completely move, she squirmed and grabbed a hold of his wrist. Her eyes fluttered open and locked with Seth's. He felt the air surrounding them become palpable and thick as they gazed at one another. Vulnerability and uncertainty permeated her stare while his eyes were filled with compassion and protectiveness. Alani's tongue slowly licked her bottom lip.

"Don't leave me," she requested softly.

Seth shook his head and squeezed her hand reassuringly.

"Not a chance."

"You have to be kidding me." Alani scoffed and shook her head. "So you want me to believe that you brought me back to your room while I was drunk and nothing happened?"

"That's honestly what happened."

"Please forgive me but I find that kinda hard to believe. You're the same man that was intrigued in finding out whether or not my breasts were real or Nikki Bella real. Now you want me to believe that you didn't even attempt to make a move on me last night?"

Seth's face hardened and he crossed his arms. He stepped away from Alani and leveled her with a stern stare. "Look I know you may have trouble believing this, but I'm not a bad person. Am I little too cocky? Sure. Do I tend to rub certain people the wrong way? Absolutely. But I would never take advantage of a vulnerable woman while she's drunk. That's not my style and quite frankly, I'm insulted you would think it is."

Alani frowned at Seth's tone, realizing she struck a nerve within the Iowa native. She knew there was a very good chance he was telling the truth. She did recall knocking back several glasses of wine to help calm her nerves of running into Randy and before she knew it, one glass of wine turned into five. Deep down she knew accusing Seth of pressuring her to have sex while she was under the influence was wrong and she should apologize. However, her stubbornness prevented her from admitting any wrong doing.

"Why would you even go out of your way to help me Seth unless there's something in it for you?"

Seth growled angrily and ripped a hand through his damp hair. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? Has Orton fucked you over so damn bad that you can't accept one simple and genuine act of kindness from a man?"

"Watch your fuckin mouth," Alani warned through gritted teeth.

"No you watch it Alani! Listen there was nothing in it for me. I thought about leaving you by yourself but I didn't because that wouldn't be right. I was too worried about you making it to your room safely and not choking on your damn vomit throughout the night. Hell I gave up my bed for a lumpy ass, pissy smelling pull out bed so you wouldn't feel uncomfortable. But if this is the fuckin thanks I'm gonna get, I wish I never woulda stepped foot in that bar in the first place."

Alani cowered backwards slightly as Seth's face turned red from his ranting. A foreign feeling of guilt coursed through her body at the hurt expression on his face. The two of them had bickered before but he never reacted this way. He mostly took everything in stride and ignored her jabs at him as if they didn't affect him. However, it was obvious she got under his skin this time.

"Set-"

Seth held up his hand. "Save it. I don't even wanna hear it Alani," he said, shaking his head. "By the way, you're welcome." He quickly turned on his heel and stalked into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

"Ooh girl you nasty."

Alyssa's shoulders shook as she giggled, holding her fingers up to her lips as she pushed Alexandria in the shoulder playfully with her free hand. "Girl shhhh. I don't want people knowing all of my business," she reprimanded, speaking of the other people that were sitting in catering.

"See I knew you had it in you. You wanna fake like you're some frumpy, boring mother. But oh no. You have a freak deep down inside of you and I'm glad you still unleash her from time to time."

A coy grin spread across Alyssa's lips as she took a sip of her water. The two cousins were taking the time to catch up with one another before the pay per view that night, something they hadn't gotten the chance to do in a while. Alyssa was never one to discuss her sexual relationship with Roman with her friends. But she was simply dying to share her special dinner surprise and Alexandria was her best bet. Out of all of her friends, the once shy virgin was pretty open minded when it came to sex and wouldn't judge her.

"It felt good to unleash the vixen. She used to always be around when Roman and me first started having sex but she kinda disappeared over the years especially now that I'm a mother."

"Lyssa, fuck that! You and Ro aren't old and you two have to start acting like it. You have to keep the spice in your relationship to keep things fresh. Have to be willing to test the sexual waters too because you're with the person that won't judge you for your desires. Hell, if anything I'm sure Roman will be very willing to help you scratch items off your sexual bucket list."

Alexandria drank some of her iced tea, observing the wide grin and harmonious glint in Alyssa's orbs. She smirked. "You're glowing," she remarked. "I guess Valentine's Day came around at the right time to help you and Roman get back on the right track."

Alyssa nodded her head, her mind thinking about the previous weekend. Once the two recovered from Alyssa's surprise, they spent their remaining alone time lounging around the house and talking. Now that Roman was considered one of the top stars in the company, it was rare that they get a chance to themselves to simply talk and enjoy one another's company. From Alyssa opening up to him about her therapy sessions and desire to continue working out to Roman gushing about the twins, who were starting to remind him of himself and his wife every day, the new parents talked about everything under the sun. And once they finished talking, they continued to make love, using the intimacy to display the love they shared for one another. It was one of the best Valentine's Days Alyssa experienced in a while.

"It was definitely needed Lex. It helped remind me how lucky I am to have Ro," Alyssa replied as she stood to her feet. She threw her trash in the garbage can and exited catering, Alexandria falling in line next to her. She looped her arm with hers and proceeded towards her station to prepare getting ready for the night. "What about you and Ambrose? How was Valentine's Day for you two?"

A soft giggle slipped from Alexandria's full lips, her skin turning into a deep crimson shade. Her mind was still spinning from Dean's latest surprise. Although she chose a different career path, she still loved to dance. The fact Dean planned a date that incorporated her favorite activity made the butterflies in her stomach flutter crazily. She could've chosen to still harp on the issues her and Dean experienced earlier that year but instead she decided to push those thoughts out of her head. She knew she had to be patient for Dean to become more comfortable being involved in a monogamous relationship and the time would come where everything would fall into place. But at that moment she chose to focus on the good times they shared with one another.

"It was great. He shocked me and took me tango dancing."

"Wait, Dean can dance?" Alyssa's brow furrowed in confusion. Alexandria laughed.

"I know it shocked me like hell too girl. But he caught on pretty quickly and wasn't that bad. We danced for hours then went back to his place and ended the night with Chinese food, beer, hockey, and sex. It was very relaxing and very...Dean and Alexandria-ish."

Alyssa smiled at the simple look of elation on her cousin's face. Seeing her so happy with Dean made her giddy as well.

"Girl, you know we're lucky as fuck to have our men don't you?"

"Definitely." Alexandria nodded in agreement. "None of us are perfect people but we're perfect together and that's all that matters.

The women turned the corner and approached Alyssa's station. Easy grins stretched across their faces when they saw Alani standing next to the vanity, early for her appointment once again.

"Hey girl! Sorry I'm late," Alyssa greeted happily.

Alani raised her head from reading a few notes the production assistant gave her earlier and shook her head. "No problem."

The moment Alexandria and Alyssa saw the bags underneath Alani's eyes, exhaustion marring her gorgeous facial features, their smiles fell. While they didn't know much about the backstage interviewer, they could easily tell something was wrong with her.

"What's the matter?" Alexandria asked. She grabbed a hold of Alani's elbow and pulled her to a chair. She leaned against the vanity and crossed her arms as Alyssa sat on a stool on the other side of Alani.

Alani waved her hand dismissively. "It's nothing. I'm good."

"Don't sit up here and lie to us Alani. We're friends and when one of us is upset, we work to fix things. We're here for you to vent to because holding shit in isn't good. Hell I'm a prime example of that," Alyssa told her.

Alani shifted in her seat nervously, biting down on her bottom lip. Her life was a big jumbled mess and she couldn't figure out how to fix things. Between her avoiding Randy like her life depended on it to the latest blow up she had with Seth that still weighed heavily on her mind, Alani had the burning desire to simply crawl under a rock and not emerge for at least 6 months.

"Is it Randy?"

The mention of the veteran wrestler caused Alani's orbs to snap up and lock onto Alyssa. While they had become closer, Alani still hadn't divulged the true nature of her situationship with Randy to anybody in the company. But hell who was she kidding. Even a blind man could see the two of them were fucking.

"Why would you-"

"Oh Lani cut the shit!" Alexandria interjected, scoffing. "We're not stupid. We've seen the looks you and Randy share with each other and we know how to put two and two together. We just never brought it up because we didn't want you to think we were prying."

"But now it seems like it's tearing you down emotionally and you need to let it out girl."

Alani sighed and turned away from the inquisitive gazes of Alyssa and Alexandria. She found it hard to trust people because they constantly let her down. That's why she stayed to herself at work and didn't socialize with many people. Getting close to people meant letting her guard down and potentially opening herself up to scrutiny and betrayal. But as she sat there between the two women, she realized they simply wanted to help her and she felt they didn't have any underhanded motivation.

"I...I've been messing around with Randy for a few months now. And yes, I knew he had a woman but I still did it. At first I thought I could deal with being a side piece for Randy. But as time progressed, I unknowingly started wanting more although I did my best to pretend as I didn't. Randy claims he doesn't love his girl anymore and wants to be with me. And I want to believe him y'all. I actually want to believe that a man can finally want to be with me since I've been tossed to the side for years by different men. But deep down inside, there's a tiny voice that's telling me Randy is full of shit and just saying anything to keep me around."

Alani paused and turned to face Alyssa and Alexandria, preparing herself for the sickening look of sympathy on their face. Instead, their faces remained neutral as they awaited for Alani to finish. "I thought I could isolate my feelings and simply have a sexual relationship with Randy but that was unsuccessful. Now I'm stuck in this situation with him, with no way out."

"Do you love him?"

Alyssa's question caught Alani off guard. That was the same thing she had asked herself since she called Randy's phone and his girlfriend picked up. She had to have loved him for the incident to upset her so much. But where were the fluttering sensations in the pit of her stomach whenever she thought about Randy? And why didn't she suddenly grin and blush whenever somebody mentioned his name? Hell, with the exception of the day she received the flowers, she barely felt the indescribable need to always want to text or call him when they were apart. At this point, Alani felt like she still continued to mess with Randy out of habit but not necessarily because she desired to constantly be near him.

"I just want to be wanted," Alani admitted. She glanced down at her brightly colored nails and sighed.

Alexandria reached forward and squeezed Alani's shoulder. "I've been where you are before Lani. Sure the man didn't have another woman but I stayed with my ex despite knowing I didn't love him like I should have. I just did it to appease him and my parents but hell I wasn't happy. So I left Georgia to rediscover myself, to find out what did Alex enjoy. And that's how I met Dean. We're so different from one another and us being together was met with some resistance. But at the end of the day, I concluded that being with him made me happy. I finally reached a place I never had before and I'm grateful for doing something so spontaneous like hopping on a plane to Tampa because if I didn't, I don't know how my life would be now if I was still with my ex."

"We all have a choice Alani. You say you're stuck in this situation with Randy but that's not true. You have a choice to unstick yourself from him. You have a choice on who to lower your guard for. And you have a choice to finally choose Alani and to wait for the right man to find you. You say you want to be wanted and maybe that's why you're in this shit you're in now. Fuck wanting to be wanted and start wanting to be loved," Alyssa stated.

"That's so easier said that done though y'all. I've been hurt so much before and it's just made me scared to open up to someone and fall in love. It just seems to never last."

"Putting yourself out there for someone to catch you and not knowing if it's going to happen is terrifying. Trust me I get it. But it's also one of the most exhilarating feelings in the world. I think about all the shit I went through before I met my husband: I had a miscarriage and a failed engagement. I thought I was done with love too. Then I met Roman and everything changed. Our story has had its fair share of issues. But there's no doubt in my mind, he loves me with everything in this world and I feel the same about him. And it feels fucking great. So taking that leap is definitely worth it."

"You can't let fear or disappointment from your past paralyze you Lani. And you can't use it as a crutch. Hell you never know, you may be preventing you from being swept off your feet by the man of your dreams."

Alyssa stood to her feet when she saw Heather approaching the station, carrying two smoothies and a bag of bagels while she chatted away on her cell phone, effectively ending the brief conversation with the interviewer.

Alyssa flashed Alani a small smile as she handed her a few Kleenex to wipe away the tears that managed to trickle down her face. "Take a leap of faith and stop being so cautious. And stop any old thing from men. You're a wonderful woman and you deserve the best a man has to offer. Once you start believing that, your own Prince Charming will appear."

Seth dragged a hand over his face and sighed. He stared into the nearly empty arena, the quietness and solitude relaxing him. The pay per view was a few hours away and fans hadn't started filing in quite yet, allowing him to take time for himself to try to mentally prepare for his match later on, slipping into his in ring persona and forgetting about everything that was going on in his life outside the ring.

So far, his plan was a bust.

He couldn't stop thinking about him blowing up at Alani the previous day. He typically was one to keep his composure which helped him tremendously in the ring and in his personal life. But for some reason, Alani got under his skin when she accused him of trying to take advantage of her when she was drunk. But why did he care so much? Seth knew he wasn't the type of man to do such a thing, So in all honestly he shouldn't have cared.

But he did.

Seth released a frustrated grumble. How did he even get to this point? Since he broke up with his ex years ago, Seth had vowed to place his focus on his career and not lose himself in a woman again. He had no time for relationships or time to be the kind of boyfriend a great woman deserved. And he was doing a good job of keeping his promise. But then he met Alani.

What he first deemed as him simply teasing the rookie interviewer to help keep him entertained, slowly morphed into more. Seth always thought Alani was beautiful. But he never considered the possibility of gaining feelings for her. On paper, it was a bad idea. She was still emotionally hung up on a man that had a girlfriend and it didn't look like that would change any time soon. Forgetting about Alani would definitely be in his best interest because he certainly didn't need the distraction.

"Hi."

Seth's head whirled around, his eyes instantly landing on Alani. Her hair framed her face in soft voluminous curls and her makeup was natural and not overbearing. She anxiously shifted her weight from one leg to the other as Seth's stared at her, his expression emotionless.

"Hi."

"Roman told me that you were here and I needed to see you. Hope I'm not interrupting."

"Why? So you can accuse me of trying to force myself on you when you were drunk some more?" Seth quipped dryly.

Alani pulled her bottom lip into her mouth with her teeth, lowering her head. "I guess I deserved that. But that's not why I was here." She reached inside her purse and pulled out Seth's t-shirt he loaned her a few nights prior. "I just wanted to return this to you. I had the laundry service at the hotel clean it."

Seth stared at the shirt in Alani's outstretched hand for a couple of moments before he reached for it. Their fingers briefly touched, making their orbs lock once again. He cleared his throated nervously and grabbed the shirt.

"Thanks. But you could've just given it to Reigns when you saw him."

"I know. But I wanted to do it personally so I could also apologize to you," Alani said quietly. She ran her hands over her jeans nervously when Seth remained silent, his gaze steady on her face. "You were right. You didn't have to help me Friday night and could've just left me to fend for myself. But you didn't and for that I'm appreciative because anything could've happened to me. So thank you."

Seth slowly felt his resolve start to crumble despite his mind telling him to remain strong. "You're welcome."

"And I also wanna apologize for treating you like shit because of the issues between me and Randy. I have let my issues with him and ex boyfriends jade my perception of other men and it's not fair. Especially when you've been trying to be less of a prick lately."

The line prompted a smirk to appear on Seth's face. "After all my teasing these past few months I guess I can see why you would be so skeptical of letting your guard down around me. So it's definitely not your fault entirely."

Alani's shoulders sagged with relief. "Rollins, I'm not looking to become best friends with you. But I think it would be the mature thing for us to call a truce." She stuck her hand out.

Seth stood and turned around to face Alani. He glanced at her hand, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. "How about this: I'll accept your truce under one condition."

Alani playfully rolled her eyes and chuckled softly. "Of course you would have a condition. What is it?" she asked, placing her hand on her hip.

"Hang out with me after the show tomorrow."

Alani's orbs widened, shocked by Seth's request. Seeing the wheels starting to turn in her head, Seth held up his hands. "Not as a date. But more like two co-workers hanging out outside of work. I can tell you've been going through a lot recently and I think it'll do you some good to relax for once."

"I relax all the time when I'm off."

Seth folded his arms and leveled Alani with a disbelieving stare. She laughed and shyly avoided Seth's gaze, cocking her head to the side and mulling over his offer.

"Ok. I'll go. But please remember I am not afraid to slice and dice you from ear to ear if you test me," she warned him jokingly making Seth laugh.

"I'll keep that in mind," the wrestler replied as he grabbed his t-shirt from the chair he was sitting in before.

The two of them started walking towards the corridor, making their way towards the locker room and engaging in awkward small talk. They were so focused on their conversation that neither one of them noticed Randy observing the entire scene from his spot below in the ring.

A/N: It seems like Selani is slowly but surely getting closer. Let's just hope this means the end of Orton/Alani! Speaking of, Orton's looking mighty green with envy isn't he? Any thoughts or comments about the chapter will be greatly appreciated! See you all next week!