*Paul's POV*
By the time I got back from the club, I was pretty wasted. Shawn and Kevin were helping me back to my room when I saw Jeff in his gym gear.
"Hey Hardy," I growled. "Get over here."
I watched him trot over to me before I spoke again.
"Is Caitlin your girlfriend?"
Jeff burst out laughing. "No Paul, try more like best friend, practically sister."
"Well then, you might know why she wants nothing to do with me."
I ignored Shawn and Kevin's attempts at getting me to my room. I had to know.
"Look, she's not sure how you feel about her and she doesn't want messed around. She's been a one night stand too many times. She's better than that."
Numbly I thanked Jeff and let Kevin and Shawn lead me to my room. They left me on my bed and went away.
This girl is going to be hard, I thought to myself. She's going to make me work for her affections.
*Caitlin's POV*
I was woken the next morning by a banging on the door.
"Who the hell is it?" I yelled groggily, not noticing Jeff wasn't in the room.
"Room service ma'am."
I slowly rose from my bed and walked to the door. Not even bothering to check how I looked, I threw the door open.
In front of me was a young man with a tray of breakfast and a large bouquet of flowers. He brought everything in and left after a rather generous tip.
The first thing I did was take a big bite of my chocolate muffin. Then I had a good look at the flowers. It was a large bunch of yellow roses.
"I wonder who's apologising," I thought aloud as I opened the card. "Caitlin, sorry for being an ass last night, hope you can forgive me. Paul."
I sat the card down on the table, touched and surprised by the gesture. I knew I had some apologising of my own to do.
*Hunter's POV*
My head was killing me. I groaned loudly and reached for a bottle of aspirin. Quickly I swallowed a couple and fell back onto my pillow. I was just about to get back to sleep when I heard a knock on my door.
I slowly rose, trying to block out the pain in my head. Opening the door I came face to face with Caitlin.
"Hi," she smiled. "Can I come in?"
I let her in and watched her sit on the couch. Closing the door gently I crossed the room and sat opposite her, ready to listen.
"Thank you for the flowers," she began, looking at her hands. "It was really sweet."
I smiled at her weakly, as another wave of hangover agony hit.
"Anyway," she continued. "I feel I owe you an apology too. I was rude, bitchy and out of line. But there was a reason..."
I raised a hand to cut her off. "Jeff explained why you acted the way you did and I don't blame you. I know my reputation and while some of it is true most of it is blown way out of proportion."
She finally looked into my eyes and I could see a glimmer of hope.
"I know I can't make you believe that, it's something I have to prove to you. But I'm willing to try if you'll let me."
Caitlin smiled at me. "Of course I'll let you, but don't be someone you're not just to win me over. I'll respect you a lot more."
She stood up and I thought she was going to leave. Before she did, however, she came and kissed the top of my head.
"Sleep is the best hangover cure," she chuckled as she left.