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"So you're the woman whom my husband's been cheating on me with."

As the words left her mouth, I felt my face drop. How could she have known about Randy and me? We were always so careful about being together, and we never as much as held hands in public anymore. My heart pounded loudly from inside my chest, and I felt like I was about to pass out; never had I expected to come face to face with her, and I could have never prepared myself for what she had just said.

"That kiss in the ring today was almost believable! Kudos for making it seem like you're really together." She squealed, jumping to her feet and pulling me up into a tight hug. I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding as her words sunk in; she was talking about our kayfabe relationship, not what was really going on! I looked over her shoulder at John, whose eyes were wide with surprise, and then at Randy who looked like he wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

"It's nice to meet you; Randy's told me so much about you. He talks about you constantly." I lied with a smile. I kept my composure on the outside, but inside I was freaking out. Never in a million years did I think I would come have to meet Randy's wife; it was an unspoken rule that he would never bring her around, and for some reason he decided to break it.

"We have got so much to catch up on! You have to tell me what Randy's like on the road, what you guys do for fun, and most importantly who you're dating; there are so many men around here, you must have found someone gorgeous."

"She's seeing John." Randy spat out before I could even comprehend her question. I shot him a dirty look before glancing at John who winked at me, signaling that he would play along.

"Aw you two are a great couple!" Sam shrieked before looking to Randy. "Aren't they the cutest couple?"

"Adorable." Randy said with a nod before rolling his eyes behind Sam's back; it was obvious he didn't think much of John and me as a couple, but Sam didn't pick up on it.

"So, I assume you'll be joining us for dinner tonight? I already asked John, but I didn't realize he was seeing anyone." Sam explained, watching me for an answer. I knew I had to get out of it; I had plans to go out with Jeff, and I couldn't just blow him off to go to dinner with Randy, John and Sam.

"Actually, I already have plans tonight." I explained; Randy's eyes squinted at me, daring me to continue.

"With who?" He demanded. I saw John's eyes widen as he waited for me to answer.

"With Nicolas Sparks." I lied.

"Who's that? I thought you were with John?" Sam asked, confused. I laughed at the confusion I caused.

"He's an Author; I have plans to take a hot bath and read a good book tonight." I lied again; it was better to lie than to have Randy go berserk because I had plans with Jeff.

"Cancel those plans, sweetie; tonight, you're coming out to dinner with us. You're only here a couple of days, and I really want to get to know you." Sam said happily. If only she knew what was really going on; she wouldn't be so cordial to me then.

"I really shouldn't…"

John smiled and walked over to me, wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

"Come on, babe; I know that book is dying to spend time with you, but if you switch your plans to tomorrow, I'm sure it won't be too upset." John pretended to talk about the book, but I knew he was really referring to Jeff.

I nodded at John's words before letting out a sigh; I knew I had been swindled into going with them.

"Okay, I'll go; but is it okay if John and I meet you guys back at the hotel? I have to talk to Melina about something really quick."

"Of course. Take you're time." Sam said with a smile.

"Go talk to Melina and meet me back here." John said with a smirk as he pulled my body against his and kissed me on the cheek.

I said my goodbyes to Randy and Sam before taking off down the hall towards Jeff's room; I couldn't just blow him off without giving him an explanation, so I rushed over there to let him know.

I knocked on the door and waited patiently for him to open it, revealing an empty locker room as he stepped to the side.

"Hey." He said, a smile plastered on his face.

"Hey, can I come in?" I asked, looking around for any signs of someone who could get me in trouble with Randy.

"Oh, yeah, of course; sorry."

I made my way into the empty room and sighed; I wasn't looking forward to dinner with Randy and Sam, but I knew I had no choice in the matter. I fidgeted with my cell phone as I stood awkwardly in the room.

"So, where is everyone?" I asked, glancing around the empty room and making small talk. I was trying to work up the nerve to let him know I had to cancel.

"Around somewhere; they should be back soon."

I nodded at his answer and sighed once more before breaking the news.

"So, there's a slight problem with tonight…" I began. Jeff watched me intently as I continued.

"Randy showed up with his wife, and now I'm stuck going out to dinner with them tonight." I explained.

"Okay, it's cool. We'll do dinner another time; maybe tomorrow?"

I smiled as I admired Jeff from afar; he was so understanding and sweet, unlike hot-headed Randy who would have probably blown up on me if I cancelled on him.

"Tomorrow sounds great."

"Thanks for being so understanding of everything Jeff; I know this is a strange situation. Randy's over protective of me, and you two don't get along, so it's nearly impossible to get time to hang out."

Jeff walked over to me and pulled me into a tight hug.

"It's okay, I understand, but you know you don't need to follow his orders. He shouldn't have a say in what you do; it's not like you're his girlfriend or anything."

I sighed at his words; he was right, Randy and I never talked about what we were to each other. He said he loved me, and I knew I loved him, but there was never a title given to what we were.

"You're right, Jeff. I don't need to follow orders, but he is my best friend and he's been great to me. I don't want to burn any bridges by getting on his bad side." I confessed.

Jeff simply nodded in response before hugging me tighter.

"Just be careful; Randy can be a bit controlling sometimes. Anyway, have a good time tonight and I'll definitely see you tomorrow, right?"

I smiled at his concern; at least he cared enough to warn me of what to be cautious of.

"Thanks for worrying, but I'll be fine. Call me tomorrow and we'll get together."

I turned to kiss him on the cheek, and he must have done the same thing, because somehow we ended up meeting in the middle. His lips landed on mine awkwardly, but before I knew what was happening, we had been sharing an embrace for a good minute and a half. His kiss was soft and sweet; it was completely different than anything I had experienced with Randy. It lacked the emotion I felt when Randy laid his lips on mine, yet it sent chills up and down my spine and I could feel goose bumps forming on my skin. He slowly ran his fingers up and down my arms and I shivered against his touch before he reluctantly pulled away. I felt my face blush as I stood in front of him wearing a goofy smile; I didn't know what to say or what to do after the surprising kiss we had just shared.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow?" He asked, a grin plastered on his pale face.

"Yeah, tomorrow." I answered, turning to face the door. I felt an arm slide around my waist as his body accompanied mine to the door.

"Goodnight."

"Night." I whispered, slipping out of the door and into the now vacant hallway. Everyone seemed to have left for the night already, with the exception of Jeff and the rest of the core group. I made my down the hallway and back to the locker room I shared with John and Randy, eager t get the night over with as quickly as possible.

We arrived at the hotel quickly; John left me in my room to drop my bags off, and I did a quick touch up to my makeup before knocking on the adjoining room door. The door opened quickly to reveal a shirtless John Cena; I smiled as I pushed past him and entered his room uninvited.

"Hi boyfriend." I said with a grin as I plopped myself down on his bed. John returned the grin before making his way over to the bed.

"Since I have to be your boyfriend for the night, do I get all the perks that come with the title?"

I giggled at his question; leave it to John to turn the situation into something sexual.

"We'll see how good you are at playing your part." I joked.

"Don't worry; I'll make us more than believable." He said, as he pulled a button down shirt onto his chiseled body. There was no denying that John had an amazing body; it was so toned and sexy, and although I wasn't at all interested in John, I lusted over his muscles. I watched as he buttoned his shirt all the way up, covering his body from my sight, and the second he finished we heard a knock at the door.

"And here's the beginning of a wonderful night." I mumbled as I got up to answer the door. The door swung open to a smiling Randy, arm in arm with Sam, and I couldn't ignore the twisting in my stomach. It made me sick to see them so happy together after he told me over and over how miserable he was with her.

"Hey girl!" Sam squealed, pulling me into a hug once more.

"Hey." I answered blankly as she released me from her grip and I moved to the side to grant them access to the room.

I could see the discomfort on Randy's face as he followed Sam into the room and I nodded at him as I returned the same face.

"So, are you guys ready?" Sam asked, as she looked around.

I grabbed my purse and nodded as John appeared at my side.

"All set." John said, as he grabbed my hand in his. I looked up at him and smiled as he winked at me; if we had to play the part of girlfriend and boyfriend, we might as well play it well.

We made our way over to the TGI Friday's next door to our hotel and sat down in a booth. We ordered a round of shots, a couple of drinks, and some appetizers; the dinner didn't seem to be going to badly yet, but little did I know, it was about to change.

"Oh my God! We have the same exact necklace!" Sam said excitedly, as she held her star pendant in her hands. My mouth opened wide as I realized she was right; Randy had bought us the exact same necklace.

"Randy gave this to me today; he said he bought it a couple weeks ago for me. It was the sweetest thing; he told me how I was his star and when he laid eyes on it he knew it was for me. He told me no one makes him feel the way I do. I hope you guys find the kind of love we have for each other someday." She gushed, grabbing Randy's chin, pulling his face to hers and kissing him quickly on the lips. I felt my blood begin to boil as I watched them kiss; not only did he give her the same necklace as he gave me, but he apparently gave her the same speech as well. I couldn't believe I had bought into all of his lies all along; he told me he was unhappy with her but he looked completely fine to me, he told me he had never met anyone like me and that I was special, but he told her the same exact thing. I could have kicked myself for being so naive and believing him.

"Who gave you that necklace?" She asked, interrupting my thoughts.

I stayed quiet for a moment, thinking of what to say; I wasn't about to tell her that Randy had given it to me just a few weeks prior, although I probably could have been a bitch and done so.

"I bought it for her." John said, picking up on my inability to improvise.

"Yeah, it was the most thoughtful thing anyone's ever done for me."

Two can play this game. I thought to myself as I smiled lovingly up at John before planting my lips forcefully on his. John instinctively wrapped his arm around me, and I felt the tip of his tongue against my lips as I heard Randy clear his throat.

"Can you not do that while I'm trying to eat?" He growled, his eyes squinted in anger. I could see his face reddening as he reached for a chicken wing.

"Sorry; you guys know how it is when you're so in love that you can't keep your hands off of each other. John and I are at that point in our relationship; honestly, we'd stay up in bed all day if our schedules would allow." I lied, rubbing my words in Randy's face. I couldn't help but be angry; it seemed like everything he told me was a lie. Judging by the way he seemed to be so cozy with Sam, there was no way he really loved me.

"We know exactly what you mean." Sam gushed. "We've been married for two years and we still can't keep our hands off of each other."

I started drinking faster as the night went on; it was the only way to numb the effect Randy and Sam were having on my mood. By the time we had finished eating I was beyond drunk, and John nearly had to carry me back to the hotel.

We stood in the lobby saying our goodbyes, and suddenly everything John had said made sense.

You're not the first girl he's fallen in love with while he was with Sam; he always goes back to her.

As his words replayed through my head, I realized he was right. For the first time, I understood that Randy still loved his wife, and he never had intentions of leaving her. We would never be anything more than friends with benefits.

Sam pulled me into a tight hug, my drunken body swaying in her arms.

"It was so nice to finally meet you; I had so much fun with you tonight. We have got to get together again before you leave!"

I inconspicuously rolled my eyes at her words; I didn't want to get to know her, I wasn't happy to meet her, and I definitely didn't have fun with her.

As she let go of me and moved to John to say goodnight, I felt Randy's arms wrap around my body. It felt incredibly good to feel his touch, and I almost melted as he kissed me on the cheek. I had just about forgotten the entire night; all I wanted was to go upstairs with Randy, lie in his arms, and make love to him.

"I'm really sorry, Kay." He whispered so that no one else could hear.

He didn't need to say anything more; I snapped out of the spell his touch had me under and backed away from him. I knew exactly what he meant, and I felt my heart breaking instantly. He had gone back to her and as far as he was concerned we were long over. I simply nodded at him to let him know I understood, and stumbled over to John, begging him to help me upstairs.

Randy and Sam left the hotel to head back to their home, and John wrapped his arm around my waist to help me to my room.

"Are you okay?" He asked, as he took my room key from me, opened the door and walked me in.

"I'll be fine." I answered, slurring my speech as I spoke.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, Kay; a girl like you doesn't deserve to be treated like that."

I smiled up at him, admiring his blue eyes.

"Thanks for playing the part of my boyfriend tonight. You were perfect." I mumbled.

"If you kiss all your boyfriends like you kissed me at dinner, I'll play the part anytime." He said with a grin. I shifted uncomfortably, looking up at him.

"So…I should let you get some sleep then." John said. There was a strange sense of nervousness in the air.

"Yeah, I guess so."

"Goodnight, Kay; if you need anything, call me." He said, bending down to kiss me on the cheek.

I'm not sure if I was trying to dull the pain Randy left me in or if the alcohol had clouded my mind, but I caught his lips with mine as he swooped down. Kissing John was completely different than kissing Randy and Jeff; there were no butterflies, no chills down the spine, and no goose bumps. All I felt when I kissed John was a strong lust growing inside me; I wanted to numb myself of the pain I was feeling, forget that Randy ever existed, and John was just the person to do that. He wrapped his muscular arms around the frame of my tiny body and slowly lowered me to the bed, never breaking the kiss. John's touch was gentle yet satisfying, and it freed my mind of any thoughts of Randy. We gave ourselves to each other that night, and then fell asleep in each other's arms. There was no emotion involved; we weren't falling in love, and we wouldn't be dating anytime soon, it was simply pure lust that brought us together that night. I found the comfort I had been needing in John's arms; it was invigorating to make love but not fall in love, and I was more than ready to move on to that chapter of my life.