AN: Here's another update. This chapter is actually kinda long...came out to12 pages! Anyways, Thank you for the reviews and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I should a chapter of NLT by the end of the week, perhaps Friday. I'm almost done with this fic, only about 2-3 more chapters left. I'm definitely not gonna let it go as far as NLT, otherwise, I'm sure I'll never finish!
I Disclaim and the song is credited to the musican Edwin McCain. It's a really sweet song for anyone interested in hearing it.
It was Saturday night and Maven and Christy were ready to hit the dance floor tonight. The two of them decided that they weren't busy enough with each other and wanted to play match maker. Christy had informed Maven about what she had walked in on several nights ago regarding Trish and Randy and though Maven would love to see two of his best friends hook up, he wasn't all into the business of meddling and scheming to do it. He was sure of their feelings for one another and he was so sure that they would be great together but he was willing to let time do its thing, but his lovely lady had other plans. Plans that included him, whether he liked it or not.
"Babe….I still think that we shouldn't push too hard…." Maven warned as he began buttoning up his shirt.
"I'm sorry….I thought you actually wanted to see two of your best friends happy!" she said as she squinted her eyes and gave him a glare. Maven shirked back. He certainly didn't want the fiery red-head to get mad at him.
"C….you know that's not true….I just don't want to provoke the situation and then if something bad happens between Randy and Trish…then we're going to feel really guilty and then I'm going to have to gloat…and baby I really don't want to go through all of that….I do think that they're perfect for each other but don't you think that it would be better for them to see that and decide where to go with that, rather than us forcing them into something that they probably aren't fully ready to accept just yet?".
His words were very wise and Christy couldn't argue with that, but as far as she was concerned, she was right. Tonight was going to work and then she'd be the one gloating.
"You make sense…." she said aloud and stopped.
"But we're still going to do it…." Maven finished off. Christy gave him a mischievous smile as she excitedly nodded her head.
"Look at it this way….how long would it have taken you to finally ask me out and get to know me better if it weren't for Trish's interference and her invite to ride to the hotel with you guys that night?…." she smiled in victory knowing that Maven couldn't argue that one because it was in fact the truth. Maven sighed in defeat.
"Alright…you made your point but if things don't work out tonight and you only make the situation more awkward for Randy and Trish, believe you me….I am so gloating about this and I'll definitely want to be present for the numerous apologies that you'll be saying to Randy and Trish….especially Trish" Maven said. Christy glared at him once again and he raised his hands and surrender.
'This better work' he thought to himself.
"It will work…." Christy said. Maven's head shot up and he looked Christy's way. 'How did she know?'. She gave him a wink and said:
"See…I always know…so trust me…it'll work….".
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Trish was walking down the arena corridor when she heard her cell phone ringing. She quickly grabbed the phone to see who was calling first. Ever since that night in her hotel room, Trish had made it a point to avoid Randy at all costs. She made sure that he wasn't going to be hanging around when she visited Maven and Christy and she always screened her calls to make sure it wasn't him calling. However, Trish found herself extremely disappointed by the fact that he hadn't even attempted to call since that night. A part of her was terrified of having to face him and possibly confront the hotel situation, but the other part desperately wanted him to call so she would know that he was at least thinking about her….the same way she seemed to always be thinking about him.
"Hello" she said as she put the phone to her ear.
"Hey T….what's up?" Christy's cheerful voice rang through the other end.
"Oh hey C…nothing much….and you?" she asked with a smile. She was finding it really hard not to let Christy's energetic and optimistic attitude rub off on her.
"What you doing tonight?" Christy asked casually.
"Nothing, why?"
"Great….then meet Maven and I are going to the new nightclub downtown, a couple blocks away from the hotel we're staying at….I'm not positive of the directions but you can just ask front desk, that's how I found out about it…."
As Christy was rambling, Trish was trying to interject. Before she could jokingly ask Christy if she had a choice, the girl seemed to have read her mind.
"And no…you don't have a choice, you gotta come….it's really really really important…" she stressed.
"Ok C….I'll be there…." Trish said with a laugh. She was about to end the call when she heard Christy's loud voice again.
"Oh and Trish….dress sexy….where that tight red see through top with your black silk mini skirt that you bought when we went shopping in Toronto…by the way…we rented one of the theme rooms privately so we're gonna be partying all night so wear proper shoes this time…alright, I think that's about it…. bye". Christy quickly hung up before Trish could question her further. Trish flipped her phone closed and looked at it curiously as though it could help her decipher her odd conversation with Christy…but then again, nothing about Christy was actually normal. She put the phone back into her back jeans pocket and she quickly looked down at her watch to check the time as she was rounding the corner. The next thing she knew, Trish fell backwards to the ground, landing with a big thud. As she sat still, waiting for the pain to subside, she immediately heard another thud in front of her, not even seconds after her fall.
Trish got up as quickly as she could and dusted off her clothes. The other person did the same and they both looked up at the same time to see how the other was.
"Sorry" they both said unison.
"Lita…" Trish said in surprise.
"Trish…." Lita responded with disgust. Trish couldn't help but glance at the Women's title belt thrown over Lita's shoulders.
Trish was really in no mood to have an argument with Lita…she certainly didn't need to add that to the list of things she could worry about.
She looked into the eyes of her once best friend and though she noticed a lot hate in her eyes, Trish could have sworn she saw a bit of relief in the red-headed diva's eyes. Trish quickly looked away. She found herself becoming transparent the more Lita stared at her as though she was trying to figure out what had gone wrong between the two of them. 'Damn those three for making me get so soft' Trish cursed to herself, referring to Randy, Maven and Christy. Both of them stood there in silence but neither of them dared to move. Both silently congratulated themselves on going thirty seconds without breaking out into a brawl. Trish began to mull over ways that she could actually keep the peace in tact while trying to excuse herself from the weird situation.
"Why?" the red-head simply asked.
Trish's head immediately shot up as she now looked the slightly taller diva straight in the eyes. Her question was very vague but Trish knew exactly what she meant. She opened her mouth to respond but quickly closed her mouth, rethinking whether she should even bother giving Lita an explanation.
Lita continued to look her way and Trish, with a deep sigh, decided to just get it out in the open. She mentally cursed the three once again for working on her defences. She wanted nothing more than to stand there and bitch off to Lita but she just couldn't do it. She was tired….of everything and she wasn't expecting everything to become right at the flip of a coin, but the truth was always a start and at least now, she could at least say that she tried.
"Look…my animosity towards you wasn't completely stemmed by something you did or by the fact that I'm a simply a heartless bitch…because I'm not, despite the things we've been through recently.
Lita's eyes grew wide in surprise since she wasn't at all expecting Trish to actually answer her question. But now that she was, Lita had no intention of stopping her. Despite it all, Lita didn't hate her…her aggressive actions were stemmed more from the hurt of their torn friendship than it was of hatred. Considering all the times Trish had been there for her, how could she hate her? And Trish's attempt at an explanation only solidified the fact that similarly, no matter what was said and done between the two, Trish could never hate her either.
"Then what is it about Trish?" Lita questioned cautiously. She didn't want her to close down on her, at least not before explaining herself.
"You know Li….no matter what you've had to do in your career and I'm sure no matter how degrading they could try to make you….people have and will always respect you. You could have every bone in your body be evil and sinister and though people may not love you…..they would still respect you and that's more rewarding than anything else…..I've worked my ass off to get where I am today and it seemed as though I had to pull out this overly dramatic bitchy character out of my hat so that I can finally get some recognition. At least now, my matches have some ringside commentary regarding my in-ring performance rather than my chest and ass". Trish stopped to take a shaky breath. She didn't think this was going to be this hard but it was and she was praying to God that she just got out the words and be on her way away from the awkward situation. It seemed like she was running into a lot of those lately.
"That night of Wrestlemaina 20, when I got back to the hotel and you were waiting there…you had that pissed off look on your face and for a second I thought you were actually just joking with me….until you opened your mouth and called me a bunch of not-so-nice things that I would really like to forget but just can't seem to. I know you think what I did was heartless…but you could never understand how humiliated I was and don't you dare say that you went through the same thing, because even though the bet was about you too, even you admitted that you weren't emotionally damaged by it because you still had strong feelings for Matt so Christian meant nothing. Maybe there were better ways to handle the situation but I did what I did and I was willing to stand up to the circumstances…until you turned on me…that's when I said 'fuck it' and decided to pretend not to care what people thought…." Trish stopped and looked up. She felt her eyes begin to water slightly and she quickly blinked back the impending tears.
"Just because I didn't agree with what you did, didn't mean that I was turning my back on you….I agree that I said some things that I really shouldn't have…but I honestly felt like you stooped to Jericho's level and that made your actions worse than his, because it made you seem like a hypocrite!…We'd been through too much for me to just up and leave our friendship all because you decided to slap around Jericho….apparently I was the only one that felt so strongly about our friendship…." Lita said with a shaky voice. She too found herself getting emotional despite her attempts to calm herself down.
"So…." she added, "that's the only reason you decided to target me?….so you could humiliate and betray me the same way you think I did to you?"
"How can you say I didn't value our friendship?…I wouldn't say that you've done stupider things than what I did, but I think it's safe to say that you have done some things that were equally as stupid and things that I disagreed with but I always made it clear that I would always be there for you….and I was!…And that wasn't the only reason….". Trish stopped and tried to think of way to best put it.
"After….after seeing you get back in the ring more actively, a part of me was overjoyed that you overcame the biggest obstacle of your life, the other part of me felt resentment because you went out there and you were botching moves and you were doing all the wrong things yet everyone still cheered your name…everyone still looked on in awe when you came skipping down to the ring…I mean…it's understandable that you wouldn't be up to par because you were away for so long but…..but I realized that I just fooled myself into thinking that people actually cared about the talent, not just the character…but I was wrong, because if it were the other way around, my stunt at Wrestlemania wouldn't have devalued the respect I received from my performance in the ring…..it was kinda like a silent challenge for me….if I could one up you, then I would be better than you and then they would respect me…" Trish gave a small laugh.
"It didn't quite work out that way did it?" Trish asked and for the first time, Lita smiled back…
"No it didn't….". Both women looked down at the floor trying to figure out what happened next.
"I'm not expecting forgiveness Lita…but I do wanna say I'm sorry….after everything I've confessed to you…there isn't really much use of pretending that I don't care…because I do….I always have". Trish looked at Lita for awhile and when Lita just stared at her, Trish's shoulders slumped and she began to turn away.
"Hey Trish…." Lita said pulling her arm to face her once again. Trish raised an eyebrow in her direction, curious as to what she was going to say to her.
"I'll forgive you if you can forgive me….for not being that great of a friend. I knew you well enough to know that you would be vulnerable that night and if I had realized that, I wouldn't have said what I said…." Lita stopped an rephrased her sentence.
"Well, I would have said what I said, I just what would have said it nicer". Trish let out a giggle and both women embraced each other in a hug. This was far from old times together, but it was a start and both women were sure that in time, it would all be alright.
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"Are you sure he said he was going to make it?" Christy asked as she checked her watch for the twelfth time.
"Baby…for the seventh time…yes he's coming…." Maven said as he looked around to make sure everything was in check. There was a last minute problem with the room they had requested so they gave them the sky bar which was actually located on the rooftop. It was breathtakingly beautiful and Maven was glad that the club had messed up the request because he much preferred this room. Besides, Christy had thought that the atmosphere had the perfect touch of romance to get things heated between Randy and Trish.
"So what did he tell you again?" Christy asked impatiently.
Maven rolled his eyes at his girlfriend's nervous behaviour.
"He said that he had other plans and after some persistence and reassurance that tonight was just a fun night of friends with some drinks and dancing, he agreed, saying that he would have to just tweak his original plans just a bit". Christy nodded her head in approval. She was too nervous thinking about the possibilities for tonight and since nervous wasn't a normal feature of hers, she didn't like it too much. She decided to turn her attention to the bright twinkle lights decorated around the room along with the lit up bar and giant lave lamp that had a multiple of colours floating through it. She looked up at the stars and though they made the perfect touch to a surprisingly beautiful evening. She made a mental note to enjoy every second of this with Maven.
"Here he comes…." Maven said. Christy looked up with a giant smile on her face but when Randy came in her view, her smile faltered and she whipped her head around to glare at her boyfriend. Maven was also a bit stunned so he didn't dare look back at his girlfriend since he already knew she was probably boring a hole into his back with her stare.
"Hey guys…" Randy said looking suave in a black dress pants and a black button down shirt which he left the first several buttons undone.
"You guys remember Candace right?…." Randy said as he gestured toward the brunette. She was wearing a tight fitting orange micro mini dress that had a thin fish net layer around the stomach area so that she could show off her great figure. Christy didn't like the girl much and even though she could admit that she was pretty, the girl had no fashion sense whatsoever. Her dress was horrendous.
"Hi guys…" Candace said, flashing a smile. Maven managed a smile on his face while Christy's attempt wasn't very believable.
"I'm kinda thirsty….Christy do you wanna come with me to get a drink?" Candace asked. Christy was about to decline when she noticed Maven turn and give her a glare.
"Sure" she said through clenched teeth and got up walked towards the private bar with Candace not far behind.
"Thanks for inviting us man….I told you about the promise I made to Candace on our last date right?…." Randy said with a mischievous smirk.
"At first I thought she would be mad having to share the night with you and Christy but she was really excited so I didn't have to do much convincing….man, this place is gorgeous…." he said, now turning his attention towards his surroundings.
"Uh….you didn't tell me you were bringing her…." Maven said. Christy was going to kill him…even though it wasn't really his fault….maybe he should have told Christy about Randy's date last week but he honestly thought Randy had forgot about her after his night with Trish…that and the conversation completely slipped his mind. Oh….he was a dead man.
"I told you I was going out with her…I assumed your invitation was extended to her as well…." Randy said giving Maven and quizzical look. Maven gave him an uneasy smile and managed to get out,
"It's all good….". 'Christy was so wrong about this' Maven thought to himself. He was about to move on from the uncomfortable subject when he glanced in the corner where the elevator was. His mouth dropped open and he was completely blown away.
Trish walked out of the elevator wearing a gold and black Asian brocade mandarin collar top, where the gold choker had black beads that attached to one corner of the strapless top. The top ended slight above her belly button, showing off her incredible stomach. She matched the top with a satin pleaded mini skirt that showed off her phenomenal legs and topped it off with black stilettos that had a string of black gems that wrapped around to mid leg. Her hair was let loose but was pushed slightly back by a thin black beaded head band. Maven forced himself to close his mouth. He loved Christy with all his heart, but he would be lying if he didn't say that Trish took sexy to a whole new level. Thank God he didn't have a jealous girlfriend. Randy was still unaware of her presence. Over at the bar, Candace was trying to strike up conversation with Christy as they sat at the bar sipping their drinks. Christy lazily looked around hoping that the ground would just swallow her up…and that's when she noticed Trish, standing by the elevator, quickly taking a phone call before she proceeded further. Christy's eyes nearly came out of her sockets. She knew Trish was gorgeous and extremely sexy, but she didn't think that Trish could get any more sexier….boy was she wrong.
'Now that is style…sexy yet classy' Christy thought to herself as she quickly took another look at the horrendous outfit that Candace donned. Christy hopped off the bar stool and proceeded to walk towards the men while Candace quickly followed. When Christy finally reached them, she slipped her hand through Maven's and raised her eyebrows in true Christy fashion. She waited a couple more seconds for Trish to put away her phone meanwhile Candace placed herself right beside Randy, where she opted to slide her arm around his waist, which he did in turn as well. Both of them had yet to see Trish and she had yet to see them. Maven was kind of hoping that by some miracle Randy and Candace would become invisible because he was sure fireworks were going to be going off by the end of the night and not in a good way so he wanted no part of it.
Trish slipped her phone back into her little black purse.
"Hey on over…." Christy called out happily. The moment the words left her mouth, Randy's eyes went wide. Trish's head shot up at the sound of her name and she noticed Christy and Maven waving her over. However, she didn't miss the other tall brunette man that was standing with his back to her. Her smile faltered as she began making he way over to the group.
'I'm gonna kill Christy' she thought to herself. She got closer when she noticed another familiar woman turn around. Candace. 'He brought her….he brought HER!' her mind screamed. This time, her smile faltered even more.
'Oh….I'm gonna torture her first' Trish thought as she finally made it the group and proceeded to give both Maven and Christy hugs. She turned to face Randy and his 'date'. Randy's reaction was extremely similar to Maven's. She was incredibly beautiful and sexy and he was completely speechless.
Trish glanced his way and gave him a curt smile and then focused her attention on Candace. She really didn't want to look at him too long because the last thing she needed was to be reliving their moment in her hotel room at a time like this. Candace, who was completely oblivious to everything, smiled in delight.
"Oh my God, Trish….I am like your biggest fan…I think you're absolutely amazing and beautiful too…I love your outfit…." Candace gushed. 'Okay so she's not THAT bad' Trish thought to herself. Although, judging by Candace's outfit, Trish wasn't sure if he enthusiasm about Trish's outfit was truly a compliment or insult.
Randy hadn't quite heard the exchange between Trish and his date. He had yet to remove his focus from the tiny blonde and he began to wonder exactly why it was he had been avoiding her. He wasn't expecting to see Trish here tonight but truth be told, he had thought about their encounter all week and the only reason he avoided her was because he wasn't sure how well it would go over if he confessed to her that he had fallen for her…one of his best friends. Candace was a welcomed distraction from the feelings that Trish stirred in him but seeing her tonight, looking so amazing…he briefly wondered if they would stand a chance together.
'Pretend like nothing happened' he strategised to himself.
"Um…Christy, can I talk to you over at the bar?…Please" Trish asked. Christy nodded her head and the two made their way over, leaving Candace with the two men.
"Baby…why don't we go ask the DJ to play our song…." Candace said seductively.
"Huh?" Randy responded, still looking Trish's way as she was now sitting at the bar with Christy. He couldn't tell whether she was upset or not.
Candace gave him a look and Randy reluctantly took his eyes off the gorgeous blonde to look at his friend. Maven mouth 'she wants to dance' and Randy nodded his head in understanding.
"Sure…let's dance" he said as she grabbed his hand and led him to the open dance floor.
Both women looked up from the bar when the music hit, only to see Randy and Candace in each other's arms.
"I can't believe you would invite me here so I could be the fifth wheel here….Did you think I was going to enjoy sitting by myself while all of you guys had a merry ol'fucking good time!" Trish said angrily.
"Trish…Candace wasn't supposed to be here….we thought we'd help you and Randy along by setting this night so that you guys could finally admit to each other that you've fallen in love with one another" Christy said sadly.
Trish looked at her with a frown as he she grabbed her hand.
"I appreciate the gesture Christy I do…and I'm sorry for yelling at you, I know your heart was in the right place…it always is. But you're wrong, Randy obviously doesn't love me…." Trish said sadly.
"So you're saying that you do love him thought?" Christy asked, even though she knew the answer. Trish looked up with watery eyes and a sad smile.
"Does it really matter when you can't have what you really want?" Trish asked. Christy leaned over and gave her friend a hug.
"However, you have got a very handsome boyfriend who is standing around by himself looking like an idiot…you guys go and have fun….really, I'll be fine". Christy gave her an intense look and finally conceded since she was sure if she didn't, another argument would start.
"Alright….".
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"Hey…" he said as he stood in front of her, across the table. She looked up and for a moment, he saw panic in her eyes before she calmed down and gave him a small smile.
"Hi…." she replied.
"Mind if I sit?"
She shook her head no and he pulled out the chair and took a seat.
"You haven't talked to me all night…" he began and quickly shut his mouth. That wasn't how he wanted to start this conversation.
"I could say the same for you" she replied back sharply.
"Fair enough….do you wanna dance?" he asked hopefully. Trish raised a single eyebrow his way before tilting her head to the side to look past him.
"I think your girlfriend's waiting for you on the dance floor…." Trish offered before turning her gaze onto Maven and Christy.
Randy was about to object and force her into a conversation but the incessant call of Candace forced him to get up and make his way towards her. 'God, she was getting annoying now…' he thought.
"What's wrong?" he asked her lazily.
"Nothing….it's just that Maven mentioned that this is the last dance so I wanted to make it memorable….maybe this song could be like our song or something…." she rambled on. Randy's mind was racing a mile a minute with thoughts. 'Our song….Oh dear God please save me!'. Randy decided to oblige to shut her up and when the dance was finished, he immediately let go of her and clapped his hands together.
"Alright…I think it's about time we go…." Randy said to the other four. They all nodded and made their way to the parking lot. When they got their, Randy looked over at Trish,
"Hey T…you could ride with us…" he offered politely. Candace was staying with some family in town so he was hoping to get Trish to come with him so they could have the car ride back to finally talk.
"Uh….that's okay really" Trish gritted out as she opened the back door to Maven's rental.
Maven, however, caught on to Randy's intentions and decided to help his friend and pray to God that he didn't manage to mess it up….since he was really good at that.
"Actually T….uhhh, Christy and I were going to go my uncle's house for tonight and make our way back to he hotel early in the morning". Christy turned to look at her boyfriend with a curious gaze. Suddenly, it clicked to her what was going on and she emphatically nodded her head in agreement. Trish gave her friends an understanding look and then turned to Randy,
"I guess I'll take you up on that offer…." she said as Randy smiled at her before making his way around to open the back door for her since Candace had already secured her spot in the front seat already.
The car ride was quite uncomfortable since Candace kept persuading Randy to spend the night with her so they could get to know each other better. Trish rolled her eyes at the offer before turning to look out the window as the city passed her by. Finally they reached the house and Candace got out, visibly upset that Randy had refused her offer, for apparently the second time, from what Trish could gather. She watched as Randy walked Candace to the front door and he said a few words to her. Trish was waiting for the goodnight kiss. The one kiss she was dreading to see but she couldn't help but look out the car window to see when it would happen…but it didn't. She hated that she was spying, but she was very curious. She wasn't sure what was going on until she heard Candace's hissy fit about how no man has ever dumped her before and that if anyone asks, she's going to say that she was the one who ended their relationship. Seconds later, Randy made his way down the porch steps and jumped back into the car. He turned his body around to face her.
"Why don't you jump in the front…please…." he asked politely. Trish gave him a small smile before she quickly jumped over to the front seat. She could admit that she was a bit jealous about seeing Candace with him tonight, but if there was anything that could cheer her up, it was the fact that they broke up and it was Randy that actually did the breaking up. The put he seat belt on and looked up to meet Randy's blue eyes. Tonight was the night, he was going to tell hell or high water, he deserved to know whether they had a chance, he just prayed that his gamble would pay off.
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"Thanks again for letting me stay here with you…." Randy said as both he and Trish entered her hotel suite.
"It's no problem…." she said as she undid the straps of her stilettos.
"I just don't understand how they could have forgotten to book the hotel room for you….maybe you should talk to Vince about that…." Trish offered. Randy dismissed the suggestion and innocently shrugged his shoulders.
"What can you do? I'm just glad that you let me stay here tonight, otherwise, I'd be homeless for the night" he laughed.
Trish excuse herself to go change her clothes while Randy got up and made his way through the suite, nervously looking for some music. He hoped this work….he wasn't sure but he had friends that said bearing your honest soul to a woman can sometimes work. Sometimes was a big chance to take but he was willing to risk it.
"Perfect" he said as grabbed a CD from the CD rack and popped it in.
Trish came out wearing a tight black tank top that rested above her belly button and she had on a tight yellow boxer shorts with a black stripe along the waist. He hair was messily tied up and her make up was off but she looked beautiful regardless.
They looked at each other awkwardly before Randy decided to just get it over with.
"I know that you probably just wanna forget it….but what happened between us last week….Trish it was…."
"A mistake?…" she offered. Randy could hear the disappointment in her voice and he hoped that it wasn't just his imagination.
"I was going to say that I didn't mean to do it…but I'm glad I did….Trish…for awhile now, I've been feeling that our relationship has been changing and I know you feel it too because we haven't been the same around each other for a while now. It got me wondering what it could have possibly happen to put a strain on our friendship and then it finally hit me…" he stopped to collect his thoughts and to make sure that what he wanted to say came out right. Trish waited in suspense. 'Could he really feel the same?' she thought to herself.
"What finally hit you?" she asked softly. Randy made his way over to her and gently rested his hands on her small waist.
"I finally realized that our relationship was changing because my feelings were changing…I didn't want to be your friend anymore…I wanted more…and I still do….I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to ruin our friendship in the case you said no, so I decided to try and move on and that's where Candace came in…it didn't work…I've got you brain Trish and I can't get you out and…"
"And…" Trish prodded.
"And I don't want to…." he finished softly. When he finished, he took a moment to wait for her reply, but it wasn't fast enough so he decided that she wasn't interested.
"Look…Trish, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable and I should have known that you wouldn't have felt the same way…." he began.
"Randy…." Trish tried to interfere.
"It's just that I couldn't live my life everyday wondering if I let 'The One' go without telling her how I feel…."
"Randy…." Trish tried again.
"My feelings for you are genuine Trish but if friendship is all you want than I'll settle for that because I don't wanna lose you because….." Randy's speech was interpreted by Trish's lips against his. He was a bit surprise, but it only lasted a couple seconds before he instinctively brought her closer and deepened the kiss. His tongue begged for entrance and she readily obliged as they were now flush against one another so much that they could feel every inch of each other's body through the sheer clothes. When they were finally breathless and in need of some air, they both reluctantly pulled away. Randy was the first to regain his breath.
"I thought you weren't interested like that…." he began.
"I never said that" Trish said in defense as she looked him the eye. There seemed to light dancing in each other's eyes and she was glad that he had made the first move…not only did he feel the same way but in this moment, Trish could tell that he was all she'd need.
"I was taking a bit of time to form an eloquent speech such as yours to tell you that I feel the same way but you just wouldn't let me say a word while you rambled so I thought if I kissed you….I could shut you up and let you know that I feel the same, all at the same time…." she giggled. Randy looked down at her and smiled.
"Thank you…." he whispered as he bent down and gave her a sweet peck on the nose.. She scrunched her nose up and looked up at him.
"Well I guess I should be thank you too….so thank you…." she said with a smile. She was deliriously happy.
"Hey Trish…do you wanna dance?". She pretended to ponder his question until he began to tickle her.
"It shouldn't take you this long to think of the answer!" he said mockingly offended. She leaned forward and gave him a sweet kiss on the lips. They both knew that they could never get tired of feeling those lips. She pulled away and bit her lip in a very seductive manner.
"I would love to dance with you…."
He popped the music and they made their way towards each other. He placed his large hands tightly around her waist while she snaked her hand around his neck as she slightly raked her long nails down her neck. It was a subconscious gesture, but it was making Randy go insane with an insatiable need for her. The music began and they began to sway to the music.
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
Stop me and steal my breath
Emeralds from mountains thrust toward the sky
Never revealing their depth
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache that hang from above
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older I'll be the greatest fan of your life
Rain falls angry on the tin roof
As we lie awake in my bed
You're my survival, you're my living proof
My love is alive not dead
Tell me that we belong together
Dress it up with the trappings of love
I'll be captivated I'll hang from your lips
Instead of the gallows of heartache, that hang from above
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
I've been dropped out, burned up, fought my way back from the dead Tuned in, turned on, Remembered the things that you said
I'll be your crying shoulder
I'll be your love suicide
and I'll be better when I'm older
I'll be the greatest fan of your life
The song was the perfect fit to explain their feelings and tonight was just the beginning of the rest of their lives.