*Paul's POV*
I looked for her over the next few days, but she seemed to have disappeared off the face of the planet. But the funny thing was, I never even knew her name. I'd never felt this way about anyone before, I never liked get too committed, it caused too much hassle. So why was I getting this way about someone I knew nothing about?
I had just decided to give up and move on when there was a knock on my hotel room door. I crossed the room slowly and with every step I pushed the mystery brunette further out of my head.
"Hi," the girl at the door said brightly. "I'm here to interview you."
Standing in front of me was my mystery girl. I couldn't believe it. Fate was having some fun with me.
"Sorry," he said. "Who are you?"
"Caitlin Masterson, I'm from RAW magazine. Didn't anyone tell you?"
I vaguely remembered a conversation about an interview. Then I realised we were both still standing in the doorway.
"I'm sorry, come in." I motioned for her to enter. I watched her cross the room and take a seat on the couch. Taking a deep breath I closed the door and sat across from her.
I can do this, I kept mentally telling myself. We're both professionals. I can do this!!
*Caitlin's POV*
Well I managed to get the job at RAW magazine, thanks to Jeff. And my first job was HUGE. I was going to interview Paul Levesque and it was the cover story. My editor must've had a lot of faith in my abilities!!
The closer I got to Paul's hotel room the more nervous I got. I mean, I was about to interview one of the biggest names in professional wrestling. Plus I'd had a crush on him for longer than I cared to remember. This was going to be hard.
I paused outside Paul's door for a second, trying to compose myself.
"I am a professional," I muttered. "This is nothing, I can do this."
I took a final deep breath and knocked. The minute it took for Paul to answer the door felt like the longest of my life.
When he finally answered and was shocked by me being there I was sure I'd gotten the date mixed up or something.
Nope, a voice in my head reassured me. You're right.
Eventually Paul remembered and he invited me inside. I was sure I could feel his eyes on me but I didn't let it throw me. I was after all, a professional.
*Paul's POV*
By the time the interview was over, I'd totally loosened up. Caitlin was funny, smart and sweet. I never wanted the interview to end.
"So how about a drink?" I offered. "We could go down to the bar."
"I would love to," she smiled. "But I have plans."
I tried to mask my disappointment as she packed up her things.
"Well this was really fun," she told me, sticking out her hand. "Thanks for being a great first interview."
I took her hand in mine, but instead of shaking it I raised it to my mouth and gently kissed her knuckles.
"Anytime," I whispered as I led her to the door. She gave me a final smile as she left.
"Take it easy."
"I plan on it," I replied, winking at her as I closed the door.
*Caitlin's POV*
When Paul asked me for a drink after our interview, I was so tempted to say yes. I mean, everything in my being was screaming at me to accept. But I knew I couldn't. I'd heard about his reputation long before I started working at the WWE. He was a total player and that was the last thing I needed. So I made my excuses and left.
After leaving Paul I went to my support system: Jeff. I explained how the interview went and what had happened after.
"You did the right thing," he began. "Paul hates to commit. In fact, he refers to his girls as his 'love em and leave ems'. You don't want to be one of those."
I hugged him tight. "But he seemed so nice!!"
"Baby girl I know," he kissed my head as he held me. "But you're more than a one night stand. You're special."
"Thank you." I straightened up. "So what's the plan for tonight?"