"Hey Jeff, Can Glen and I join you two for dinner?" Mark asked. "Sure if Nikki doesn't mind." Jeff said looking at Nikki. Nikki looked up at Mark. He was wearing black jeans that were tight enough to leave nothing to the imagination, a tight black t-shirt that was stretched to the limits by his huge chest. "Damn he looked good" Nikki thought. "Uh yea sure." Nikki managed to stutter out. Glen sat on the other side of Nikki forcing Mark to sit across from her. "I was just telling Nikki about my home in Cameron." Jeff said. "Yea we're all lucky this week, we get some time to spend at home." Glen said. "Mark are you going home?" Jeff asked. Nikki tried not to stare at him; she kept her face down staring at her food. "No I don't think so. I'm not sure what I'm going to do." Mark said. "What about you Nikki? Are you heading for home?" Mark asked. "Uhh no. I have a photo shoot with Triple H  Wednesday morning, after that I'll just drive down to Charlotte and chill for a couple of days." Nikki said. Glen frowned. "You want me to hang around till the photo shoot is over? Paul can be kind of…well you might want to have someone hanging around with you." Glen said looking worried. Nikki looked up at the three men. They all had the same worried expression on their faces. Nikki started laughing. "I think I can handle him, he hasn't run across a bitch like me yet." Nikki said. "I don't know Nikki, Paul can be really weird. Maybe I better hang around till Wednesday." Glen said. Nikki laid her fork down. "No. I'm not a baby, I been taking care of myself for a long time Glen." Nikki said. "Damn she was stubborn" Mark thought. Mark gave Glen a look and they nodded at each other. Mark would just hang around Wednesday till Nikki was through, just to make sure Paul didn't pull anything funny. "Nikki, why aren't you going home?" Mark asked. Nikki shivered. The way he said her name was like a caress, his deep voice rumbled out of him and caused strange sensations to travel trough her body. "My mother's not at home anyway, she's on her honeymoon." Nikki said. "Where is home?" Jeff asked. "Cape Cod, at least that where we stayed most of the time I was growing up." Nikki said. "Wow that must have been great growing up there?" Jeff said. Nikki shrugged. "It's great for adults I guess. I didn't like it to much growing up. Mostly just old money that has party's every night. They hang out and drink and talk about how long everybody's had their money." Nikki said laughing. Glen sensed the loneliness behind her laughter. "What's it like having Monica Westfield for a mom, I mean she's so famous. You see her in the papers all the time." Jeff said. "Actually she traveled a lot. I didn't see her much. I was pretty much raised by housekeepers. She did show up between honeymoons here and there." Nikki said. There was no bitterness in her voice, just resignation. Mark gave Jeff a warning look. He needed to change the subject he was getting a little to personal. "Who is your dad? I noticed you have your mother's maiden name." Jeff said. Mark and Glen reached over and popped Jeff in the back of the head. "Oww! What the hell was that for?" Jeff said. Nikki started laughing. "Boy that aint the kind of question ya ask somebody. What's the hell wrong with ya?" Mark asked. Jeff looked at Nikki, who was still laughing. "Sorry, I guess it was kind of rude." Jeff said. "Don't worry you asked to my face; most people just talk about it behind my back. I don't really know. He's one of the few guys she wasn't married to. She won't really talk about it. I think she's ashamed or something, some redneck she had a one night stand with." Nikki said. "So you never knew your dad?" Glen asked looking at her with sympathy. Nikki stared down at her plate, she didn't really like to talk about this shit, and it brought up to many bad memories. "He came around when I was really little. I don't remember too much about him. Then he just stopped coming. I don't know what happened to him." Nikki said. "Hey I'm sorry I brought all this up. That must have been rough." Jeff said. "Its okay, all that shit's in the past, I don't dwell on it." Nikki said. Mark looked at her; he could see the pain she tried so hard to mask from everyone. Glen changed the subject.  "So you ready for me and the deadman's photo shoots tomorrow?" Glen asked. "Yea, I'll be set up in the conference room again tomorrow. You're at 9:00AM." She told Glen. "What time do ya want me to be there Nikki?" Mark asked gazing at her intently. Nikki's mouth went dry at the look he was giving her or maybe it was just her imagination. "11:00 AM will be fine." She said pulling her gaze from his. They finished eating and Nikki stood up. "I have to go. I'll see you in the morning." Nikki said. "Here's the photos back, they were all great so use what you want. The Dudley's are in there too. I told them I would get them back to you." Jeff said. "Okay thanks." Nikki said. "Goodnight Nikki." Glen said. "Goodnight." Nikki said and left. "Well guys, guess I'll head up too." Jeff said. He waved at them and left. "Mark get that look off your face." Glen said. "What look?" Mark asked. "I've seen it before. Your getting the hot's for her. The last thing Nikki needs right now, is you trying to get in her pants." Glen said. "So now you are telling me who I can fuck." Mark asked.  Glen jumped up. "Mark you're an idiot, she's not some ring rat, she's not the time you fuck and leave. You know that, as well as I do. "If your just wanting to get your dick wet, go find a ring rat, theirs plenty of willing ones out there. Leave her the hell alone Mark." Glen said and he turned and walked off. Mark sat there deep in thought. "Aw hell, Glen's right. Just leave her alone" Mark thought. He sighed and got up and headed to his room.