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Trish went to Dave's hotel room on her way out for her date. She wanted to know what he thought about her outfit. She got to his door and took a deep breath then knocked.
He opened the door and had to refrain from letting his jaw hit the floor. Trish was wearing her hair down and curled under. She had on a black dress that sparkled with silver high heels. "Hi, I was wondering if I could get your opinion, what do you think?"
Dave smiled and whistled. "You look great Trish, you're going to knock him dead."
"You really think so?" Trish asked with a shy smile.
"I know so." Dave reassured her. "You'll have to stop by and let me know how it goes."
Trish nodded, "I will. But I have to get going so I'm not late, so I'll see ya later?"
"Sounds good."
Trish turned and started walking down the hall. Dave watched her leave. He couldn't get over the feelings he was starting to have for her. He had known her for so long, and just lately began to really get to know her did he realize that he was sort of falling for her.
As Trish was walking to down the hall she began to think about Dave. She began to ponder why it meant so much to her that he liked how she looked. She turned around and they met eyes for a minute and then both quickly looked away. They both smirked to themselves and went about their business.
Trish's Date
Trish arrived at the restaurant and gave her name to the host. She sat down and waited. 30 minutes later, John walked in. He gave his name to the host and Trish walked up behind him, "Are you John?"
John turned around, he was very nice looking. He had brown hair and blue eyes and a great smile. "Yes, are you Patricia?"
Trish cringed inside, her parents didn't even call her Patricia. "Oh you don't have to call me Patricia, I just go by Trish."
John smiled, "Sorry I'm late, I got caught up at the hospital and I forgot that this was tonight. Are you all set?"
Trish smiled back, she couldn't believe that he forgot about their date. "Yup, sure am."
They were seated. He looked at her, "So I understand you went to med school for a short time? What made you quit?"
"Well, the teachers all went on strike and I needed to do something so I started to model for fitness magazines and then I became a wrestler." She replied. "But I enjoyed med school while I was there."
"I bet it was a lot easier being a model for fitness magazines then it was in med school huh?" John said with a smile. She struck him as the flakey type.
"No, I was able to hold my own in med school, I enjoy a good challenge, and I love to learn. I had a 4.0 GPA all through high school. I didn't drop out of med school because I couldn't hack it, I love what I do now and wouldn't change it for anything." Trish said with an annoyed tone. "I inspire many people everyday and that's enough for me."
John just smiled at her. "So, Patti, tell me about yourself."
Trish cringed, she never went by Patti or Patricia, she was always called Trish or Trisha. "You call call me Trish if you'd like." She threw in there. "I'm from Toronto, I still live there today. I love to play board games and to go bowling. I love to relax at home and chill with my friends. I like to go out dancing and clubbing. Well, what about you? What do you like to do?"
John smiled, "Well, I like to play board games. I like to get together with friends. I love sports. Love to go to the games and I love to watch from home or sports bars. I'm a nostalgia person, so I love to go to shows and collect stuff. I like to go for long drives with the top down."
"That sounds real nice." Trish replied.
They ordered their food and shared a bottle of wine. As the night progressed, John started to become friendlier and they were having a pretty good conversation, but he would only talk about what he wanted to. If Trish brought up something to talk about he blew her off. They were just not clicking. He had a weird sense of humor and when Trish would say something funny, he wouldn't get it. Trish couldn't help but think about Dave and the girls. John was finally showing a nicer side of him, but he just didn't have the personality that Dave had. He didn't make her feel happy like Dave did. Trish just sighed and went along with the date.
They decided to go and have one turn on the dance floor before leaving the restaurant and going on for dessert. They were slow dancing and his pager went off. He checked it and looked at Trish, "I've gotta run, I'm really sorry. I hope we can do this again sometime." And he quickly walked off.
Trish walked back to the table, grabbed her jacket and high-tailed it out of there. She hopped in her car and started to drive back to the hotel. She was so upset. First he forgot about their date, then he started off as a jerk, calmed down a little but was pretty boring, talkative, but in a boring way. They totally did not click, and then he gets paged, doesn't explain anything, just says that he has to go and "maybe they can do this again" but doesn't ask for a number? Trish let out a little shriek just so she could feel better.
She got back to the hotel and went to her room. She sat down and started to look through her photo album. She started to wonder if she would ever meet somebody. She knew that her occupation didn't help matters much, and if she had to wait, she would have to wait, but maybe there was somebody out there for her.
Trish sat there thinking for a little bit, then realized that she was supposed to stop by Dave's room when she got back to say how her date went. She smiled to herself and ran into her bathroom, she fixed her hair and touched up her lipstick and left.
She walked down to Dave's room and knocked quietly as to not wake the girls. The door opened and there was Dave in a pair of workout shorts. "Hey, you're back! How did it go?"
"Do you want to go somewhere and talk where we don't have to worry about waking the girls?" Trish asked.
Dave could sense that Trish wasn't happy, she seemed kind of down. "Yeah, let me throw on some clothes so I don't look so out of place next to you looking so nice. Come in." He said opening the door wide enough so she could come in.
Trish walked in and sat down on the edge of Dave's bed. He came out of the bathroom in a tan button down shirt, black khakis, black shoes. "Are you ready to be cheered up?"
Trish looked up and couldn't believe her eyes. He looked so hot! He was definitely "stylin' and profilin'" to put in the words of Ric Flair. She couldn't help but smile, "Yes, yes I am." Dave noticed her eyes perked up a little.
He smiled and held his arm out for her. "The girls know that we may be out so if they wake up and I'm not here, they won't panic."
Trish nodded, "Ok."
Trish and Dave walked side by side out and he took her to his car. He opened the door and Trish got in. He shut her door and walked around and hopped in.
"Where are we going? It's like 12:45 a.m.?" Trish asked him.
"Well, you looked sad, you looked like you needed something to cheer you up, so I found a cool place that you might like." Dave said with a smile.
"I wasn't sad, I guess it was more frustrated and defeated." Trish replied.
"How did the date go?" Dave asked.
"Well, first he was a half hour late, he was at the hospital late because he forgot that tonight was our date. Then we sit down and he starts to insult my intelligence by making cracks that I left medical school to become a fitness model and pursued that to the WWE. We sat down and ordered some food and wine and he loosened up but he just had an odd sense of humor. I would try to crack a joke and he wouldn't laugh. I would talk and he would blow me off. Then he asks me to the dance floor and we're dancing then his pager goes off, he looks at it and says, "I have to go, maybe we can do this again sometime?" But never asks me for anything! It was just a very frustrating night." Trish said exasperated.
Dave smiled a little, it was funny to see her get her feathers all ruffled. "He just doesn't know who he let get away. Forget about him."
Trish nodded, "Yeah I'm cooled down now, but you should have seen me earlier, it wasn't pretty."
Dave said quietly, 'I can't imagine you not being pretty."
Trish heard him, but didn't want him to know that she heard him so she continued to watch out the window. "So how did you find this place?"
"One of the guys told me about it. And I thought that it might be cool." Dave responded. They pulled into the parking lot and Dave got out and opened her door, "Shall we?" He asked holding out his arm.
"We shall." Trish replied taking his arm.
They walked in and it was a nice sit down club. If you wanted to dance, then you went downstairs to the dance floor. They were seated and they both ordered drinks. Dave looked at Trish, "So, he wasn't the man of your dreams?"
"Not by a long shot." Trish replied laughing.
"Well, I talked to Vince, and he said that as long as she behaves and doesn't cause mischief then he doesn't have a problem with Aly coming along." Dave told Trish. "Now the hard part is talking to her mom about it."
"Wow, at least you got one step done. You talked to Vince about it. Do you think that Angie will have a problem with it?" Trish asked. It really meant a lot to her that he would talk to her about this because she knew that he was a pretty private person.
"Honestly I'm not sure. At first I would say no but with as many problems as those two have, she might just say yes. I'm going to call her tomorrow. The girls go back soon and I don't want this still hanging in the air." Dave responded. He felt comfortable talking to Trish about his daughters, and he wasn't quite sure why. Normally he kept everything inside unless he was talking to Brock.
"I don't blame you on that one." Trish replied.
"But enough of this serious stuff, I told you that I was going to cheer you up didn't I?" Dave asked.
Trish smiled, "Yeah you did, but you already have."
"Well, then I'm going to do even more, lets dance." Dave held out his hand.
Trish took it and the two walked out to the dance floor and began to dance. A couple of songs later, "Take my Breath Away" by Berlin came on. "I love this song, and I've always wanted to dance with someone to it." Trish remarked.
"Well, I wouldn't mind dancing with you to it." Dave commented quietly. He pulled Trish to his chest and they began to slow dance.
Trish leaned her head on his chest as they swayed back and forth. It felt like she was in the middle of a whirlwind. She felt perfectly safe and happy. She smiled to herself.
Dave leaned his head down on hers a little and couldn't help but think how perfect this felt. Trish had snuggled in close and he could feel her breathe and couldn't help but smile.
As the song ended, they announced that they were now playing the last song of the night. Dave looked at Trish, "Do you want to dance to this or do you want to leave and beat the rush?"
"Why don't we leave now and beat the rush." Trish responded.
Soon they were back in Dave's car headed back to the hotel. "I just wanted to thank you for a great night. You really helped lift my spirits up." Trish said to Dave.
"I'm glad you had a good time. I really enjoyed this." Dave said to Trish.
"Me too."
They arrived at the hotel and Dave got out and opened Trish's door. They walked arm in arm to her room. "Dave," Trish slowly began. "I really had a good time. And I'm glad that we've become such good friends."
Dave smiled, "Me too. I like to think that everything happens for a reason, and maybe this is a sign of something really good to come."
Trish smiled and blushed a little, "Goodnight Dave." She said softly and kissed him on the cheek and went into her room and quietly shut the door.
Stacy was still sitting up when Trish snuck in. "Well, how was your date?"
Trish smiled, "I'll tell you about them in the morning."
"Them?!?" Stacy exclaimed.
"I told you I'll tell you about them in the morning." Trish replied. She changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed and snuggled under the blanket. She still had the comfort and content of being in Dave's arms fresh in her mind and didn't want to lose that thought.
**Well, sorry this update took so long. I will try to be quicker at it. Promise! ( What all will Trish tell Stacy? And will Stacy unveil her plan in the next chapter? Stay tuned! Please read and review!!! Thanks!**
Trish went to Dave's hotel room on her way out for her date. She wanted to know what he thought about her outfit. She got to his door and took a deep breath then knocked.
He opened the door and had to refrain from letting his jaw hit the floor. Trish was wearing her hair down and curled under. She had on a black dress that sparkled with silver high heels. "Hi, I was wondering if I could get your opinion, what do you think?"
Dave smiled and whistled. "You look great Trish, you're going to knock him dead."
"You really think so?" Trish asked with a shy smile.
"I know so." Dave reassured her. "You'll have to stop by and let me know how it goes."
Trish nodded, "I will. But I have to get going so I'm not late, so I'll see ya later?"
"Sounds good."
Trish turned and started walking down the hall. Dave watched her leave. He couldn't get over the feelings he was starting to have for her. He had known her for so long, and just lately began to really get to know her did he realize that he was sort of falling for her.
As Trish was walking to down the hall she began to think about Dave. She began to ponder why it meant so much to her that he liked how she looked. She turned around and they met eyes for a minute and then both quickly looked away. They both smirked to themselves and went about their business.
Trish's Date
Trish arrived at the restaurant and gave her name to the host. She sat down and waited. 30 minutes later, John walked in. He gave his name to the host and Trish walked up behind him, "Are you John?"
John turned around, he was very nice looking. He had brown hair and blue eyes and a great smile. "Yes, are you Patricia?"
Trish cringed inside, her parents didn't even call her Patricia. "Oh you don't have to call me Patricia, I just go by Trish."
John smiled, "Sorry I'm late, I got caught up at the hospital and I forgot that this was tonight. Are you all set?"
Trish smiled back, she couldn't believe that he forgot about their date. "Yup, sure am."
They were seated. He looked at her, "So I understand you went to med school for a short time? What made you quit?"
"Well, the teachers all went on strike and I needed to do something so I started to model for fitness magazines and then I became a wrestler." She replied. "But I enjoyed med school while I was there."
"I bet it was a lot easier being a model for fitness magazines then it was in med school huh?" John said with a smile. She struck him as the flakey type.
"No, I was able to hold my own in med school, I enjoy a good challenge, and I love to learn. I had a 4.0 GPA all through high school. I didn't drop out of med school because I couldn't hack it, I love what I do now and wouldn't change it for anything." Trish said with an annoyed tone. "I inspire many people everyday and that's enough for me."
John just smiled at her. "So, Patti, tell me about yourself."
Trish cringed, she never went by Patti or Patricia, she was always called Trish or Trisha. "You call call me Trish if you'd like." She threw in there. "I'm from Toronto, I still live there today. I love to play board games and to go bowling. I love to relax at home and chill with my friends. I like to go out dancing and clubbing. Well, what about you? What do you like to do?"
John smiled, "Well, I like to play board games. I like to get together with friends. I love sports. Love to go to the games and I love to watch from home or sports bars. I'm a nostalgia person, so I love to go to shows and collect stuff. I like to go for long drives with the top down."
"That sounds real nice." Trish replied.
They ordered their food and shared a bottle of wine. As the night progressed, John started to become friendlier and they were having a pretty good conversation, but he would only talk about what he wanted to. If Trish brought up something to talk about he blew her off. They were just not clicking. He had a weird sense of humor and when Trish would say something funny, he wouldn't get it. Trish couldn't help but think about Dave and the girls. John was finally showing a nicer side of him, but he just didn't have the personality that Dave had. He didn't make her feel happy like Dave did. Trish just sighed and went along with the date.
They decided to go and have one turn on the dance floor before leaving the restaurant and going on for dessert. They were slow dancing and his pager went off. He checked it and looked at Trish, "I've gotta run, I'm really sorry. I hope we can do this again sometime." And he quickly walked off.
Trish walked back to the table, grabbed her jacket and high-tailed it out of there. She hopped in her car and started to drive back to the hotel. She was so upset. First he forgot about their date, then he started off as a jerk, calmed down a little but was pretty boring, talkative, but in a boring way. They totally did not click, and then he gets paged, doesn't explain anything, just says that he has to go and "maybe they can do this again" but doesn't ask for a number? Trish let out a little shriek just so she could feel better.
She got back to the hotel and went to her room. She sat down and started to look through her photo album. She started to wonder if she would ever meet somebody. She knew that her occupation didn't help matters much, and if she had to wait, she would have to wait, but maybe there was somebody out there for her.
Trish sat there thinking for a little bit, then realized that she was supposed to stop by Dave's room when she got back to say how her date went. She smiled to herself and ran into her bathroom, she fixed her hair and touched up her lipstick and left.
She walked down to Dave's room and knocked quietly as to not wake the girls. The door opened and there was Dave in a pair of workout shorts. "Hey, you're back! How did it go?"
"Do you want to go somewhere and talk where we don't have to worry about waking the girls?" Trish asked.
Dave could sense that Trish wasn't happy, she seemed kind of down. "Yeah, let me throw on some clothes so I don't look so out of place next to you looking so nice. Come in." He said opening the door wide enough so she could come in.
Trish walked in and sat down on the edge of Dave's bed. He came out of the bathroom in a tan button down shirt, black khakis, black shoes. "Are you ready to be cheered up?"
Trish looked up and couldn't believe her eyes. He looked so hot! He was definitely "stylin' and profilin'" to put in the words of Ric Flair. She couldn't help but smile, "Yes, yes I am." Dave noticed her eyes perked up a little.
He smiled and held his arm out for her. "The girls know that we may be out so if they wake up and I'm not here, they won't panic."
Trish nodded, "Ok."
Trish and Dave walked side by side out and he took her to his car. He opened the door and Trish got in. He shut her door and walked around and hopped in.
"Where are we going? It's like 12:45 a.m.?" Trish asked him.
"Well, you looked sad, you looked like you needed something to cheer you up, so I found a cool place that you might like." Dave said with a smile.
"I wasn't sad, I guess it was more frustrated and defeated." Trish replied.
"How did the date go?" Dave asked.
"Well, first he was a half hour late, he was at the hospital late because he forgot that tonight was our date. Then we sit down and he starts to insult my intelligence by making cracks that I left medical school to become a fitness model and pursued that to the WWE. We sat down and ordered some food and wine and he loosened up but he just had an odd sense of humor. I would try to crack a joke and he wouldn't laugh. I would talk and he would blow me off. Then he asks me to the dance floor and we're dancing then his pager goes off, he looks at it and says, "I have to go, maybe we can do this again sometime?" But never asks me for anything! It was just a very frustrating night." Trish said exasperated.
Dave smiled a little, it was funny to see her get her feathers all ruffled. "He just doesn't know who he let get away. Forget about him."
Trish nodded, "Yeah I'm cooled down now, but you should have seen me earlier, it wasn't pretty."
Dave said quietly, 'I can't imagine you not being pretty."
Trish heard him, but didn't want him to know that she heard him so she continued to watch out the window. "So how did you find this place?"
"One of the guys told me about it. And I thought that it might be cool." Dave responded. They pulled into the parking lot and Dave got out and opened her door, "Shall we?" He asked holding out his arm.
"We shall." Trish replied taking his arm.
They walked in and it was a nice sit down club. If you wanted to dance, then you went downstairs to the dance floor. They were seated and they both ordered drinks. Dave looked at Trish, "So, he wasn't the man of your dreams?"
"Not by a long shot." Trish replied laughing.
"Well, I talked to Vince, and he said that as long as she behaves and doesn't cause mischief then he doesn't have a problem with Aly coming along." Dave told Trish. "Now the hard part is talking to her mom about it."
"Wow, at least you got one step done. You talked to Vince about it. Do you think that Angie will have a problem with it?" Trish asked. It really meant a lot to her that he would talk to her about this because she knew that he was a pretty private person.
"Honestly I'm not sure. At first I would say no but with as many problems as those two have, she might just say yes. I'm going to call her tomorrow. The girls go back soon and I don't want this still hanging in the air." Dave responded. He felt comfortable talking to Trish about his daughters, and he wasn't quite sure why. Normally he kept everything inside unless he was talking to Brock.
"I don't blame you on that one." Trish replied.
"But enough of this serious stuff, I told you that I was going to cheer you up didn't I?" Dave asked.
Trish smiled, "Yeah you did, but you already have."
"Well, then I'm going to do even more, lets dance." Dave held out his hand.
Trish took it and the two walked out to the dance floor and began to dance. A couple of songs later, "Take my Breath Away" by Berlin came on. "I love this song, and I've always wanted to dance with someone to it." Trish remarked.
"Well, I wouldn't mind dancing with you to it." Dave commented quietly. He pulled Trish to his chest and they began to slow dance.
Trish leaned her head on his chest as they swayed back and forth. It felt like she was in the middle of a whirlwind. She felt perfectly safe and happy. She smiled to herself.
Dave leaned his head down on hers a little and couldn't help but think how perfect this felt. Trish had snuggled in close and he could feel her breathe and couldn't help but smile.
As the song ended, they announced that they were now playing the last song of the night. Dave looked at Trish, "Do you want to dance to this or do you want to leave and beat the rush?"
"Why don't we leave now and beat the rush." Trish responded.
Soon they were back in Dave's car headed back to the hotel. "I just wanted to thank you for a great night. You really helped lift my spirits up." Trish said to Dave.
"I'm glad you had a good time. I really enjoyed this." Dave said to Trish.
"Me too."
They arrived at the hotel and Dave got out and opened Trish's door. They walked arm in arm to her room. "Dave," Trish slowly began. "I really had a good time. And I'm glad that we've become such good friends."
Dave smiled, "Me too. I like to think that everything happens for a reason, and maybe this is a sign of something really good to come."
Trish smiled and blushed a little, "Goodnight Dave." She said softly and kissed him on the cheek and went into her room and quietly shut the door.
Stacy was still sitting up when Trish snuck in. "Well, how was your date?"
Trish smiled, "I'll tell you about them in the morning."
"Them?!?" Stacy exclaimed.
"I told you I'll tell you about them in the morning." Trish replied. She changed into her pajamas and crawled into bed and snuggled under the blanket. She still had the comfort and content of being in Dave's arms fresh in her mind and didn't want to lose that thought.
**Well, sorry this update took so long. I will try to be quicker at it. Promise! ( What all will Trish tell Stacy? And will Stacy unveil her plan in the next chapter? Stay tuned! Please read and review!!! Thanks!**