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Chapter 11...

The Next Day…

"So it looks like I'm gonna be working with Test," Raquel said, sitting on the bed in her hotel room, flipping through a magazine as she talked to her sister.

"You realize that I have no idea who that is, right?" Brianna asked.

"Didn't I tell you to start watching Raw and Smackdown?" Raquel aksed.

"You did but I haven't had time," Brianna said apologetically. "I'll set the DVR to record 'em right now, I promise."

"You better."

"I will," Bri promised. "So how's Jeff?"

"How should I know?" Raquel rolled her eyes. "You knew about John's little plan, didn't you?"

"What plan?"

"He set me up yesterday," Raquel explained. "He told me we were going to lunch with some of his friends and then when we got there..Jeff was there."

"Jeff is his friend," Brianna said, amused. "That doesn't really seem like a setup to me."

"He's his friend that couldn't be bothered to call me after we had sex," Raquel said, angrily flipping through the pages.

"Raquel, you're my sister and I love you, and that is why I have to say this," Brianna said. "You need to get over yourself."

"What!" Raquel squeaked.

"You have an ego, I'm aware of that, it's one of the things that makes you you," Bri said. "But seriously, it's not that big of a deal. He didn't call but you didn't call him either. Phones don't only work one way."

"I shouldn't have to call," Raquel insisted.

"You know what I find interesting?"

"Oh lord," Raquel leaned back against her headboard. "What?"

"All your life you've dated guys that cater to your every whim. They do all the work and give you everything you want and yet I have heard you talk about more about Jeff since you met him than I ever heard you talk about any of them."

"Because he pissed me off," Raquel said.

"Exactly," Bri said.

"Bri, it's cute that you're a hopeless romantic and all, it really works on you," Raquel said. "But I see where you're going with this."

"Where am I going?"

"You think that my talking about Jeff so much is some sort of sign that there's something there between us," Raquel sighed. "And I bet you think that us working together is gonna make me see that and we'll fight for a little while but then we'll end up having these deep feelings for each other and get married and have a bunch of babies or something."

"I don't know if I'd go that far," Bri laughed.

"You shouldn't," Raquel said. "Because that isn't gonna happen. I've been talking about him because he made me angry. He didn't call me and I'm not particularly fond of that. So now, I don't like him. End of story."

"Fine, fine," Bri relented. "No more romantic notions about Jeff, I promise."

"Thank you."

"As long as you promise to stop meddling with me and John."

"How many times do I have to tell you two that I wasn't meddling? I simply thought you might like to see each other," Raquel said. "You people hold a grudge for way too long. That happened weeks ago."

"Yeah well Nick went off on me earlier today because of that."

"He did what?" Raquel put her magazine down.

"We were talking and he somehow went from me not cooking dinner to me wanting to go back to John," Brianna explained.

"I wish," Raquel smirked.

"Don't start," Brianna warned.

"I'm not," Raquel said. "But you tell Officer Nick to watch his temper because if he doesn't, I wont hesitate to fly back to LA and kick his ass."

"Couples fight Raquel, you don't need to kick anyone's ass."

"Good…So," Raquel sighed. "Have you talked to John at all?"

There was a loud knock at Raquel's door and she frowned, confused. She wasn't expecting anyone.

"Who's that?" Bri asked.

"I don't know. Probably just John coming to torture me more," Raquel said. "I'll call you back in a few minutes."

"Okay, love ya."

"Love you too. Bye."

Raquel hung up the phone and walked toward the door. It must've been John. He was the only person who knew her room number. She was quite surprised at who she saw when she opened the door.

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Andrew Martin smiled at Raquel when she opened her door. She was just as gorgeous as the picture Vince showed him earlier. He was definitely going to enjoy working with this girl.

"Hi," she said, looking a little confused.

"Hey," he smiled, extending his hand. "Andrew Martin."

"Raquel Davenport," she placed her small hand in his.

"I hear you and I are gonna be working very closely together," he smiled.

She nodded, "I didn't think I was going to meet you until tomorrow morning."

"The meeting's still on," Andrew explained. "But I thought I'd stop by and introduce myself. What's the point in waiting until tomorrow?"

She nodded, "Good point…I'm just wondering, um, how did you get my room number?"

"A little flirting with the woman at the front desk," Andrew smiled. "She's a fan."

"Ah," she nodded.

"So what do you say we hit the bar downstairs and have a couple drinks," he suggested. "If we're gonna work together, we should start getting to know each other."

"I don't know, I'm a little tired," she said, running a hand through her hair.

"One drink," he smiled. "I promise I wont keep you out too late."

"One drink," she said. "But I need to change first..I'll meet you downstairs."

"Deal. I'll see you in a few."

She smiled, waving before she closed the door.

"Andrew, you are good," he smiled to himself as he walked down the hall toward the elevator. He knew dropping by was a good idea. He'd heard Jeff talking to John a few days earlier and if Raquel was anywhere near as friendly as Jeff made it seem, this was going to be quite a night.

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"So have you talked to Brianna at all?" Jeff asked as he, John, and Randy sat a the hotel bar.

"I called a few times but I guess she had her phone turned off," he shrugged.

"Or maybe she just didn't want to talk to you," Randy suggested.

"What is your problem?" Jeff asked.

"What?" Randy shrugged. "It's possible…Has she called you?"

John finished his drink, "No."

"Not yet," Jeff said. "Doesn't mean she's not going to."

"Why are you encouraging him to stay hung up on this girl?" Randy asked. "It's not healthy."

"I'm not hung up on her," John insisted. "I told you, I was just kind of hoping we could be friends."

"And you can," Jeff said.

"Not if she's avoiding you," Randy smirked.

"Aren't you supposed to be his friend?"

"I am," Randy nodded. "Which is why I don't like this."

"What?" Jeff stared.

"He was hung up on his ex for a long time, he finally gets over her and now she just pops up out of nowhere to screw with him. I don't like it."

"She's not trying to screw with me," John insisted. "Bri's not like that."

"Whatever you say," Randy shrugged. "I think she likes jerking you around. She probably wants to pay you back for cheating on her."

"Randy, you don't know her," John said. "And you two act like I've been crying over her. It sucks that she hasn't called but I'm fine. Let's stop talking about it."

"Fine," Randy said, looking toward the door. "Let's talk about that. Hey Jeff isn't that your little girlfriend?"

Jeff looked toward the door, surprised to see Raquel walking in with Andrew Martin.

"Oh that's right," Randy smirked. "She hates you now, doesn't she?"

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Paula rolled her eyes as John's phone rang. He'd left it in their room when he went down to the bar. She got up walking over to it and looking at the display.

Brianna

She smiled, flipping the phone open and pressing the end button to send the call straight to voice mail. This was the third time in a few weeks that she'd had to do this. It was beginning to feel like a little game. She hadn't met Brianna but she already didn't like her. After Jeff had refused to tell her what was wrong with John she went to Randy. Randy wasn't Paula's biggest fan either but he was in a rush and just told her what was going on with John to get her out of his face. Her man moping over his ex-girlfriend was simply not acceptable. She was just going to have to make sure he forgot about her. Or at least make it seem that she was content to forget about him.

John's voice mail alert popped up and Paula shook her head. John should really learn not to store his voice mail password. He made things so easy for her. She called, nodding as the recording informed her that there was 1 new voicemail message.

"Hey John, it's Brianna…I was just calling to see how you were doing…And to commend you for tricking Raquel. She deserved a little payback. Umm..I guess you're pretty busy so just…I don't know..give me a call when you get a chance. Bye."

"Give me a call when you get the chance," Paula mocked, pressing 7 and promptly deleting the message. "I don't think he's gonna be calling you anytime soon Bri-Bri."

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Brianna hung up, setting the phone down beside her. She was about ready to give up. She meant it when she said that she wanted to be friends with John but maybe he didn't. He hadn't called her yet and she'd left him a few messages since the last time she saw him, even though she hated leaving messages. She didn't want to seem like she was chasing him so she was just going to wait. If he wanted to talk, he had her number.

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Nick leaned against the wall, watching Brianna as she hung up the phone. She leaned against the couch, chewing on her thumbnail, obviously deep in thought. He knew exactly who she was thinking about. Who she had called. He was really beginning to hate this guy. Everything was going fine between him and Brianna and then John showed up and now he was competing for his fiance's attention with someone who wasn't even there. It was ridiculous. If Nick had his way, she would just forget she ever saw him again and they'd move on with their lives. He'd be damned if he was going to let some muscle head come in and take what was his. Fortunately, Brianna had a habit of leaving her cell phone around the house. A few deleted calls and hopefully Nick would get his wish.

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