"Hey ladies….what can I do you for?" he asked as he sent a wink Trish's way. Trish smiled as she shook her head. They guy was a serious flirt but she would be lying if she said she didn't like it.
"Well…you can point me in the direction of my boyfriend" Christy smiled while she herself roamed her eyes around the locker room in hopes of spotting her man.
"Actually, Maven's in the shower" Randy offered. Trish and Randy saw an instant gleam in her eyes as she raised her eyebrows suggestively.
"Well, I haven't had a shower yet…I think I'll join him…." Christy smiled mischievously. Both Trish and Randy groaned.
"Chrissy…I'm happy that you and Maven are so very happily in love but do you really need to inform us about such details? I'm sure I can speak for Randy and myself when I say that we'd prefer not to know….besides…I'm a visual person and when you say things like that I don't wanna be getting visualizations in my head…." Trish said as she shook her head to try to erase the mental images popping up in her mind.
"She's right you know…I really don't wanna know…." Randy said as he searched his bag for his shirt.
"Well suit yourselves…I'm going to go….." Christy stopped when she saw the look Trish gave her and decided not to finish her sentence. She headed off to the shower area and there was no doubt in Trish's mind that Christy was going to do exactly what she said she was going to do. The moment Christy was out of the area, Trish's eyes immediately darted to the large form of Randy, his back was turned to her as he bent over his bag still looking for his shirt. She admired his muscular form and the tattoos were a very nice touch. She couldn't help it. She really couldn't. They were friends and she was cool with that…at least that's what she thought…they were friends and he is good-looking so what was wrong with looking? She could admit to herself that she was physically attracted to him, but then again, so were millions of other women so really, there was nothing wrong with her. It had been four months since that fateful night at the club where they had both agreed to be friends and start over. It was going great, in fact it was better than great….it was wonderful. Things were going great between them and there was a high level of respect that Randy regarded her with that Trish really appreciated him and their friendship for. They got along so well that some people actually thought that they were a couple…but both of them would just laugh it off as if the thought was completely ridiculous. Sure they went out a lot and especially when they went out with Maven and Christy who couldn't keep their hands off of each other, they were obviously left together to keep each other company so it was probably a natural pair off.
Trish snapped out of her daze when she heard Randy's voice.
"Huh?" she said, not hearing a word he said. Randy smiled at her and then raised a single eyebrow.
"What's got you so wrapped up in your own little world?"
"Nothing…"
"Hey…" she said after a pause,
"I was thinking that since Maven and Christy are having one of their one-on-one dates tonight and I've got northing to do, maybe we could go out for some drinks or something, I don't feel like being alone tonight…" Trish offered casually. Randy stopped the process of buttoning up his black dress shirt to look up at the blonde.
"Uh…actually, I've got a date tonight…." Randy answered hesitantly.
'He's never mentioned a woman before' Trish thought. She tried not to hide her disappointment but she wasn't so successful considering that over the past four months, Randy had learned to read her like an open book.
"Oh….that's cool….I guess I'll talk to ya later than…have fun on your date…." she said as she turned to walk out.
"Wait T….look we can go out, I'll just call and cancel…." he said. Trish wasn't sure if she detected a bit of disappointment in his voice but she was highly offended that he felt the need to feel sorry for her.
"I don't want you to feel sorry for me Randy….it was just a suggestion so don't bother going to the trouble of cancelling your date….I assure you, I'll live…." she snapped back sarcastically. Randy stepped back slightly, slightly hurt by her outburst. He didn't mean for it to sound as though he was pitying her. He knew he shouldn't have listened to Maven earlier. When he had informed Maven about his date, the first thing he asked Randy was whether he had told Trish. Trish was a great friend and all but like he told Maven, he didn't need to report to Trish on everything he did. Maven had accused him of wanting to hide it from Trish and upon Randy's denial Maven had sent a silent challenge his way. When Trish asked about tonight, he thought it was now or never to let her know and prove that he wasn't hiding anything from her.
His hurt soon turn to anger. 'What was her problem?' he thought.
"You know what Trish…I will go on my date and I'm sure my lovely date Candace will be more than willing to show me a good time and I'm certainly in the mood for it….so while you'll be busy removing whatever stick you have up your ass I'll be having a great time in the company of a beautiful women while you'll be sitting in a hotel room all by yourself…."
Trish couldn't look him in the eye anymore and she immediately turned her gaze to the tile floor. 'That was a low blow' she thought. She didn't like being lonely and Randy knew that very well.
"Hey guys, what did we miss?" Maven said, as he and Christy both walked out all dressed for a night out. Trish quickly tried to put on her fake smile and looked up to meet the eyes of her two good friends. However, she didn't really have it in her because Maven, Christy and Randy could see the hurt and tears swimming in her eyes.
"Nothing…you missed absolutely nothing….um, I'm gonna head back to the hotel… you two have fun…" Trish said quietly.
"Hey T….you okay?" Christy asked concerned.
Trish nodded her head as she bit down on her bottom lip.
"Yeah…I just think I'm coming down with something….are you coming back to the hotel tonight?" she asked Christy. Christy and Maven looked at her sceptically, not believing her false tale. Christy decided that she would talk it out of her later tonight.
"Yeah I'll be coming back, I've got my key and don't worry…I'll be giving you all of my details of the night…." Christy said smiling. Trish gave her a knowing look.
"Okay…just the important stuff" Christy giggled. Trish gave her a slight smile.
"I appreciate it…I'll se ya later guys" and with that she turned and left. Not once looking Randy's way, which he was very much aware of. The moment she left, he felt an ache in his chest. 'You idiot….you need to learn how to control your mouth!' his mind screamed at him.
The three remaining inhabitants of the locker room heard a soft knock at the door. All three of them turned their attention to the visitor who happened to be Randy's date.
"Hey Randy….you ready to go?" Candace smiled. She entered the room and nodded a hello in Maven and Christy's way before walking over to Randy and giving him a light kiss on the lips. She smiled seductively at him and Randy gave her a smile.
"You look beautiful" Randy said smiling.
"Thanks….you're looking mighty fine yourself…." She replied. Christy rolled her eyes at the girl's obviousness. 'What a ditz…' she thought. She wasn't sure what was going on and she couldn't recall ever hearing Randy talking about a woman before so seeing that he had a date tonight was a surprise. And all of this time she tried to get Trish to admit that she liked Randy as more than a friend. That detail wasn't important because Christy was almost positive that Trish did like Randy but what really got to her was that she spent so much time telling Trish what a great couple they would be and telling her to give it a chance and now this woman pops up out of nowhere. Maven was also becoming annoyed with the display Randy and Candace were putting on. Despite Randy's defiance, Maven was almost positive that Randy really liked Trish as more than friends. Maybe he shouldn't have told that to Christy because she was really going to have his hide tonight.
"Hey Randy….is there someplace here that I can go quickly freshen up?" Candace asked.
Randy nodded and pointed in the direction of the restrooms. The moment she left, both Maven and Christy turned to face Randy.
"Candace?….Candace Michelle?….the supposedly new make-up lady?….." Christy asked surprisingly.
"Yeah…what's wrong with that?" he asked.
"Nothing…." Christy shrugged off sourly.
"Well we're going to go now…take care man…." Maven said half heartedly while giving Randy a handshake. Randy looked at him quizzically but decided to let it go.
"Yeah you too…you guys have fun…." Randy said. As both of them made their way out the door, Randy called out.
"Hey, aren't you gonna tell me to have fun?…." Randy asked jokingly.
"Let's see…." Christy began,
"You, who's always got sex on the brain and Candace, to what knowledge I personally know of her, likes to please her men so I'm sure you don't need to be told to have fun….I'm sure you'll have a blast…." Christy said sarcastically. She didn't really mean to come off in the least bit hostile but she was angry for Trish and she had a feeling that Trish's 'I'm coming down with something' excuse was because of something Randy said to her. As far as Christy was concerned, she had to find a really good way to make it up to Trish no matter how much she was sure Trish would deny it, Christy was sure the petite blonde was hurt.
Christy and Maven made their way through the door leaving a confused Randy to think about what the hell was going on.
"What is up with everyone?" he asked himself quietly.
"Okay I'm ready…" Candace interrupted his thoughts.
'Screw them' he thought, 'I am going to have fun….you might as well love the one you're with, not the one you can't have' he thought optimistically.
"Yeah babe…let's roll" he said giving her his trademark grin. So help him God, he was going to have fun even if it killed him.
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A few hours later and Randy was walking Candace to her hotel room. He would have liked to say that he had had an amazing date but truth be told, the entire night he thought about the blonde Canadian's feelings whom he had hurt and this time, he was sure that an apology wasn't going to cut it and he honestly wouldn't blame her. He couldn't believe that he actually used the very things she confided in him against her just so he could feel better about himself. He decided he would call her tonight and at least attempt to grovel over the phone and if that didn't work, he would sit outside her hotel room until she decided to either let him in or finally come out. One of the two was eventually bound to happen.
"So do you wanna come in?" Candace asked seductively. Usually he would have already expected the night to end like this but right now, he was too busy thinking about his plan of action regarding Trish to even entertain the notion of sex, even if it was with a beautiful brunette such as Candace.
"Um…actually, I've got some things to do right now….but maybe next time….I'll talk to you later?" he asked, just to see if his decline on her invitation would make her scratch him off her list.
She leaned forward and gave him a sensual kiss as she pushed him up against the wall and pressed herself as close to him as possible. She forced her tongue into his mouth and like any straight male, he eventually responded. After both them were in need of air, they both pulled away and she licked her lips.
"Are you sure you don't wanna come in?" she asked again hoping that the kiss would change his mind. She was almost right because Randy's little man was about to make him change his mind but then, out of nowhere and of no surprise, he replayed Trish's hurt expression in the locker room earlier that day in his head.
"As tempting as your offer is…I still do need to get some stuff done…I'll tell you what, Saturday I'll clear my schedule and I'll take you out and after that, I promise, if you ask, I won't say no…" he said with a smile hoping that she let him go this time. He wasn't sure how much will power he had, it would be almost four months since he last had sex…not that he didn't have the opportunity, because he had plenty…but he was just focused on building on a friendship with Trish and spending more time with his friends that he didn't really have time to be entertaining girls.
Thankfully, she finally conceded but not without pouting her lips and letting him know that she was disappointed but as the optimist that she was, she couldn't wait until Saturday to get her hands on him.
"I'll see you later then" he said and she silently nodded and blew him kiss before entering her hotel room and closing the door behind her.
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"Come on….pick up…." Randy pleaded as he heard the ringing on the other end. He knew she was just ignoring his calls. After the ninth ring, he slammed the phone down. It was his sixteenth try on the hotel phone and he had called her cell no less than ten times and it was of no use to him because she just wouldn't pick up. He walked towards his hotel room door and was ready to go down to her hotel room and camp outside if he had to, but then he had a better idea. He walked back towards the phone and dialled a familiar.
"Hello" the deep voice came across on the other end.
'Thank God' Randy thought to himself.
"Hey Maven…it's Randy…look I'm sorry if I'm interrupting you and Christy on your date but I was just wondering if Christy had her hotel key on her….." Randy asked.
"Lemme check…" Maven said. Randy could hear Maven talking to Christy and he was sure he detected some attitude in there but then eventually she gave in.
"Hey Randy you there?"
"Yeah man…" Randy replied.
"Okay…she said she doesn't have it on her, she left it in our hotel room…."
"Do you know where?" Randy asked hopefully.
"Yeah, she left in on the kitchen island where her bunch of keys are…."
"Alright….thanks man…you guys are life savers" and without waiting for a reply, Randy quickly hung up the phone and ran to the kitchen to grab the key and ran out of the room.
After a mad dash, he found himself standing in front of Trish and Christy's hotel room in a matter of minutes. He knocked three times and decided if she still didn't open up then he would just let himself in with the help of Christy's keys. Sure enough, three knocks later and no one answered. Randy slipped the key card into the slot and prayed for the best.
When he entered, the entire suite was dark. There were no lights on except for a flicker of light from a candle that was burning and sitting on top of the kitchen island. He stopped to look around at his surroundings. He peered through the dark to see if perhaps Trish was sleeping on the couch or something but he saw nothing. He couldn't help but think how lucky Christy was to have good ties considering the great treatment she got from the company because of her friendship with Trish. He was about to just call out her name when he noticed a blonde head sitting on one of those long patio swings. He made his way over and quietly slid open the glass door and stepped out into the cool night air. It was a beautiful night for December but it was still a bit too cool to be sitting outside in tight light blue boxer short underwear and a simple close fitting white tank top. His large frame loomed over the swing and she had yet to turn around and see him but Trish didn't need to see him to know he was there.
"How did you get in here?" she asked hoarsely.
From the instant he heard her voice, he was sure that she had been crying. 'You're an ass Orton…you shouldn't have waited so long to come here….' his mind screamed at him and once again he felt that ache in his chest as he saw her small frame staring out into the night sky, refusing to look at him.
"Can I sit?" he asked softly. She didn't answer him so he decided to take his chances and take a seat. As he made his way around to sit next to her, he notice that she immediately began wiping her eyes when she noticed him moving towards her. The ache he felt was beginning to become too familiar to him and he didn't like it one bit.
"Trish….I am so sorry about what I said earlier….I didn't mean it….I swear on my life I didn't….". He waited for some response and he was about to accept that this wouldn't be enough, but then she turned to him and with the saddest eyes he was sure he'd ever seen, she asked him the simplest question.
"If you didn't mean it, then why did you say it?" she asked softly. Randy bowed his head in shame before looking up to answer.
"I was a bit hurt by the way you reacted to me offering to cancel my date with Candace. I didn't understand why my offer was so offensive to you, but of course, I didn't try to understand until I went and put my big foot in my mouth and got you all upset….I didn't want you to know that you hurt me so I lashed out….it's one of those things I always tell myself I need to work on….I guess I should really start that sometime soon, huh?" he said with an awkward laugh.
"Look, I'm sorry for what I said too, I guess it's only fair to admit that I should really work on trying to not assume what people mean when they say things….how about we just forget this happened?" she asked as she once again turned to look out at the night sky. Randy was sure this was something she wouldn't forget so easily but he was willing to work on it.
"I'd like that" he said as he looked in her direction. He noticed her shiver slightly and now that he was able to breathe in relief, he was actually able to notice how incredibly cute and sexy she looked in such casual clothes. He wasn't sure how someone could look cute and sexy at the same time, but then again, this was Trish, the woman defied most laws of the universe.
"How about we go inside, it's getting a bit cold out here and it doesn't look like you're too warm" he suggested. She tried to suppress her smile but couldn't so she tried to hide it. She hated how he always broke through her defences. She got up and was making her way inside when he came up from behind her and wrapped his arms around and walked closely behind her. He bent down and whispered in her ear,
"I saw that smile Stratus….I'm wearing you down…" he said in a sing song voice.
Seconds later after they stepped into the suite, Trish turned around and nudged him in the stomach.
"Owwww….what was that for?" he asked trying to be innocent.
"Just because…." she replied as she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. She continued walking further in when he came from behind and started tickling at her sides. She began to wiggle and squirm as she began to giggle. She tried to move back so she would have enough room to run but he was right by her side matching her move for move.
"Ran….Randy…come on stop it…." she begged in between giggles. She took another step back as did Randy, and she fell over the arm rest of the large sofa, with Randy falling right on top of her. They're faces were mere inches apart and Trish didn't know what to do. She wanted to kiss him right there but she was sure that her spontaneous idea would probably be followed by awkward moments between the two for a long time to come. Randy caught her gaze and didn't let go. He stared at her until he couldn't resist looking down. He was flush against her and he was sure she must have felt him getting turned on. He wasn't sure but what he was sure of was that he really wanted to kiss her. Finally his eyes landed on her lips. He didn't realize what kissable lips she had until now. Trish felt herself getting hot and her throat and lips were getting dry. She could feel his breath on her and her heart rate seemed to go through the roof. She quickly darted out her tongue to wet her dry lips and cleared her throat. Someone had to break the moment because they couldn't stay like this forever.
"Uh……I never asked how your date went…." she said trying to break the silence. She was sure that her soft and raspy voice didn't let her hide her obvious arousal for him and she couldn't be quite sure, but she was beginning to think she was having the same affect on him. His eyes immediately darted back up to hers and his gaze never left her own.
"That's the farthest thing on my mind" he managed to get out and Trish wasn't sure if he knew it or not but the man had one hell of a sexy voice. He could definitely make it in the phone sex operator business. 'Trish get back on track…' her inner voice screamed. She mentally cleared the erotic thoughts clustering in her head.
"Then what do you….." she didn't finish as she saw him slowly draw closer. The look in his eyes were intense and he searched her eyes for silent permission. She willingly gave it so he continued the torturously erotic journey to her lips. She closed her eyes just as she felt his lips lightly graze hers. His hot breath on hers and she was screaming inside for him to deepen the kiss. He gyrated himself further into her, eliciting moan from her and just as he was about to really go in for the kill, the lights turned on.
"Hey I'm back….by the way you didn't close the door properly…." Christy called out. As soon as Randy and Trish heard her voice, Randy shot up and Trish still laying on the couch, tried to ingest all that just happened.
'Damn you Christy' Trish thought to herself while Randy sarcastically thought to himself, 'She's got some God awful timing….'.
When Christy finally saw them, she gave them a quizzical look.
"Uh…am I interrupting something?…."
"No…." Randy and Trish overstated in unison. 'Something was definitely up' Christy thought.
"So then what were you guys doing?" she nosily asked.
"We were watching a movie and it just finished as you walked in…." Trish answered quickly. Thank God she had a quick head.
"Okay…" Christy said not believing Trish. She would get it out of her eventually.
"I'm going to bed….goodnight you two…." she said playfully as she made her way towards the bedrooms.
"I better be going…" Randy said as he stood up. Trish got up as well and nodded her head in agreement.
"Right…it's getting late and all…" she laughed nervously. She walked him to the door and just before he was about to leave he turned to her,
"Trish…."
"Yeah?"
"I uh….I just….Goodnight" he stuttered out. Trish gave him a warm smile.
"Goodnight Randy" and with that he was off. She closed the door and turned around to brace up against the door. 'What the hell just happened?' she asked herself. They weren't drunk…at least she wasn't….she really hoped that he wasn't either. She braced her head up against the door and looked up at the ceiling as though she would find all her answers there.
"Way to go Stratus…" she mumbled to herself, "You've fallen for him….". She stopped at the realization she made aloud.
"What am I gonna do now?" she asked herself helplessly. Only time would tell.