*Paul's POV*
I sat down at the table with Kevin and Shawn. They took one look at me and smirked at each other.
"I don't think we need to ask him what he did last night," Kevin laughed. "It's written all over his face."
"Yeah, could you lower the smile?" Shawn added. "I didn't bring my sunglasses with me."
All I could do was laugh at the two of them. After a few minutes of goofing around and generally taking the piss, they got serious.
"What's the score Paul? I've never seen you like this, and I've known you a while now."
"I honestly don't know. I've never felt like this, not even with Steph. Caitlin just...I don't know, she makes me feel alive."
"Well then, I propose a toast," Kevin raised his glass and Shawn and I followed suit. "To 'love em and leave em' Paul. May he rest in peace."
We all laughed as we took a drink and it did feel like the death of the old me. But I didn't in any way see that as a bad thing. I knew what I used to be like, a different girl in every city, never being truly happy, just getting my sexual urges satisfied. Caitlin had shown me that was no way to live.
The three of us spoke about other things for a while before Kevin nodded at the door.
"Paul, she's checking up on you." He grinned. "The leash is getting shorter."
I looked over and saw Caitlin and Jeff walking in. When she saw me I thought she was going to go straight back out. Instead, Jeff took her hand and led her past our table.
"And what are you three old timers doing in my deli?" She asked, putting her hand on her hip and pretending to be mad.
"Listen girly," Kev started. "I'm in no way an old timer, and if Paul here didn't have a claim on you, I'd prove it."
"I'll just have to keep that in mind then, won't I?" She winked, before taking Jeff to an empty booth.
I looked after her in amazement. Not a lot of people put up with Kev's bullshit but she'd just taken it in her stride.
"Paul," Shawn slapped my back. "You're one lucky guy. Just whatever you do, don't fuck it up."
*Caitlin's POV*
I felt so bad when I walked in the deli and saw the guys sitting there. I knew it would look like I was checking up on Paul, when all I wanted was a really good sandwich.
Jeff must've sensed how I was feeling, because he took my hand and led me past their table. But me being me, I couldn't go over there without playing with them a bit.
When I made the comment about their age, I saw Paul's expression flicker slightly. I didn't really think about the age gap, but it was about 9 years. That was a long time, and I wasn't sure if he saw it as an issue, or even if it bothered him at all.
I sat in the booth, still deep in thought.
"Earth to Caitlin," Jeff joked, kicking me under the table. "Come in to land space cadet."
"Huh? Sorry Jeff, what were you saying?"
"I was saying you'll have some wild nights with those boys."
"Nah, they're kittens under the surface. I could show them a thing or two."
We spoke for a while about my date before Jeff cut me off.
"You've got that look in your eye," he chuckled softly.
"What look?"
"That 'I'm on the edge of something wonderful' look."
"Don't worry," I leaned over and kissed his cheek. "You'll always be my number one guy."
"Good to know, but I'm not sure Paul will like that."
I shrugged. "Paul's a big boy. He can deal with it."
It was then Jeff dropped the bombshell on me. He was leaving the WWE. It was so weird because although he'd spoken about how he was getting fed up and wanted to concentrate on his music, I never for a second thought he'd actually leave. He'd been so into wrestling, I could never see him doing anything else. But I knew it was for the best. He needed inner peace and if he couldn't find it in wrestling, he would elsewhere.
"I'll miss you," I told him. "But I know you need this."
"Baby girl, I'll probably see you more, with all the free time I'll have."
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Okay, I know this chapter is shit but I had to put it in. Anyways, read and review as always, and thanks to everyone who has already done so: Iccess-America, kelly and NoInkInMyPen.
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