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Chapter 8:

Regan's POV

"So, have you ever been to Toronto before?" Shane asked me as I gazed out the car window at the Canadian city.

"Yeah, ten years ago when I was younger, like 11. Dad had a few shows here before."

"You ready for your first WWE dark match?"

"Yeah, I'm really looking forward to having a match with Ivory, I mean, she's so good at what she does."

Shane looked over at me. "Are you nervous?"

I nodded. "You bet." Silence fell between us and I took this opportunity to check out more of the city's scenery. Shane had been nothing but a sweetheart to me the last few days. He had offered to fly down to Memphis to meet me and catch a flight into Toronto. I think he and Marissa were having more problems and he just wanted to get away from them. He had come clean to me about Marissa having him followed. "Are you sure you want to be hanging around with me?"

Shane raised one of his eyebrows. "Why wouldn't I?"

I shrugged. "Maybe because of this whole Marissa thing and the pictures."

Shane snorted and mumbled something to himself. "Believe me, Regan, I could care less. I have the truth on my side, and someday everyone will see it." Silence closed in again and I decided not to press the matter any further. "Did I tell you about me date tonight?"

Shane cracked a smile. "Only about a million times. So Jay went to whole way to Cleveland to see your match?"

"Yeah, I was really shocked when I saw him backstage then we went and had dinner. I had fun."

Shane pulled the car into the parking garage. "So, do you think you like him?" I felt my face turn a million shades of red. "I'll take that as a yes."

I headed inside and Shane showed me to the women's locker room. "I'll call you later, okay?" I nodded and gave Shane a hug. He seemed taken back. "What was that for?"

"For being you." I left him standing in the hall and entered the locker room.

"Regan! Oh my God! I heard you were wrestling a dark match tonight or something." Trish shrieked running over to me. "It's so good to see you." She gave me a big hug.

"It's nice to see you too. I was hoping I would."

Trish smiled even more. "It's just nice to have another girl around." She glanced over at a bench where two women were sitting. "A nice one." She shot the two blonds another look before turning back to me. "So, what are you doing tonight after the show?"

It was my turn to smile. "I have a date."

"A date!" The two blonds looked our way before turning back to their conversation. "With who?"

"Jay."

"You are going out with Jay tonight?"

"Yep."

"That's so great. Listen, I have to go find Nora and talk our match over for tonight. You can use this locker next to mine." Trish left and began to unpack my clothes.

"Excuse me, I don't think we've met." I turned around to find the two blonds. "This is Stacy Kiebler and I'm Torrie Wilson."

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Regan Lawler." Stacy gave me a small smile, but Torrie just glared at me.

"So, you have a date with Jay Reso tonight."

"Yeah I do." Torrie just narrowed her cold blue eyes at me.

"Enjoy it, for now."

Jay's POV

I had watch Regan's match with Ivory from the back and I must say, I was impressed yet again. Regan had real talent; I could see her becoming the Woman's Champion someday. And speaking of champions, I had become one once again. Tonight, in my hometown of Toronto, Ontario, Canada I won the Intercontinental title for a second time. "You better not get too use to carrying that title around," Chris said laughing. "The self-proclaimed King of the World might just be stealing that away in the near future."

"Oh, really?" I said as I buttoned my shirt.

"Yeah. You got some hot date tonight?"

"That I do, with Regan."

"Oh Regan Lawler, the little princess." Chris said jokingly. I threw my dirty wrestling trunks at him. "Oh, gross man."

"Well, you asked for it!" I stated as I fixed my hair into a ponytail.

"Good luck, man."

"Thanks Chris."

(3 hours later)

I looked at my watch. "It's midnight."

Regan looked at me and smiled. "And."

"I didn't know if it was past your bedtime or something."

She laughed and my heart began to beat faster. She was so beautiful when she laughed. "I think I can stay out a little later."

"Okay, I know just the place." I took her hand and led her down the still busy streets of Toronto. We came to a little plaza with an ice rink.

"This reminds me of New York."

"Have you ever skated before?

"Yeah, lots of times. This is just so beautiful." I watched as she gazed at the rink. It shined in the golden glitter of the lights that hung in the small trees that grew around the icy pond.

"Ready?"

Regan nodded and we headed for the counter to rent so skates. We put them on and headed out on the ice. We skated for what seemed like forever. Soon the rink was deserted except for us. Little snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

"I can't believe it's snowing in October."

I laughed. "That's Canada for you." I grabbed her hands in mine and spun us around in a circle. My hands slipped and Regan went flying across the rink and fell on her back. "Regan! I'm sorry. Are you alright?" I skated over to find her sitting on the ice laughing. "Regan, are you okay?" I asked again, kneeling in front of her

She gazed at me, her eyes shining in the night. The snow continued to fell and a few flakes clung to her hair and eyelashes while the cold Canadian air had made her cheeks red. She placed one of her gloved hands on my face. "I am now."