Hey guys! First of all I want to sincerely apologize for the lack of update recently. I've been really busy lately, having family come down from NYC and then there was a death in the family so I've been pretty tied up. Hopefully, there won't be such a long wait next time. Secondly, Thank you all so much for all of the reviews, it really and truly is very encouraging. You guys are awesome and I just want you all to know that your feedback and the valuable time you use to give me feedback is greatly appreciated.

I Disclaim.

He stared up at the ceiling fan as it continued to spin above his head in his hotel bedroom. He breathed out a heavy sigh. Life was so damn complicated and he hadn't made it any more simpler for himself by sleeping with Trish. Sure he enjoyed it, to hell with it, who was he kidding. He loved it! The moment he laid eyes on her when she walked out of her bathroom with only a jersey on, he was stole. He knew he wanted her and when they finally came together, it was more than anything he had ever anticipated. But where did that leave everything now? Where did that leave his relationship with Gail? Did she want him back? He was more than sure that Gail had seen his passionate kiss with Trish in the hallway and he was pretty sure that Gail would assume that they did sleep together. He sighed once again as he tried to figure his love life out. What if Gail did want him back, did he want her? After some hesitation, his conscious berated him. Of course he did! He loved her, he devoted himself monogamously to her, even though she hadn't done the same. Besides, where would he be today, if not for second chances? There were so many questions running through his head, but the most important one, where did that leave Trish? Randy didn't know what last night had meant for her. Perhaps those drinks she had had earlier, played a bit of a part in her decision to sleep with him. He didn't know and he was too tired to figure it out now. He closed his eyes and decided to get some sleep. They were all given the day off and he hadn't slept a wink all night. His encounter with Trish had lasted all morning and after they're love making, he had just watched her sleep. She looked so incredibly sweet and innocent just laying there in his arms. It kind of reminded of him of when he would hold Gail in his arms. He would just watch her sleep and was completely content with just that. He had left Trish's hotel room a few hours ago, he didn't have the heart to wake her or maybe he just didn't want to face her this morning. So he took the cowards way out and snuck out. Randy cursed himself for letting his thoughts run with him again and decided to get some much needed rest and with that he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Trish tapped her fingers against the hotel restaurant table impatiently as she looked around for her friends. They were all supposed to meet up for brunch today and considering Trish's night with Randy, she had woken up late and made a mad dash to get to the restaurant on time. Obviously she shouldn't have bothered, considering her friends had yet to make an appearance. She sighed heavily and sat back in her chair. She felt like an idiot just sitting here by herself, and she reminded herself to give the others hell for making her wait this long. The waiter came around the table for the third time, noticing once again, that her party hadn't arrived, he convinced Trish to at least get something to drink while she was waiting.

"So Ma'am, here is the menu, would you like some time to order or shall I take it now?"

Trish cleared her throat, "Uh, you know what? I'll just have something to drink while I wait…Umm…I'll have a small coffee - double cream, no sugar." She looked up at the waiter and smiled appreciatively as he nodded his head and smiled her way.

"Your coffee will be here in a minute." With that, he turned headed towards the kitchen.

A smile tugged at Trish's lips as she remembered the fiasco in Starbucks very early this morning with Randy. "Randy…" she whispered aloud. Trish didn't know what to think about last night's encounter with Randy anymore. Sure she had loved being with him, but she didn't want Randy to think she was easy, and that's exactly how she came off last night. She heaved a sigh. It didn't help matters, when she had awaken to find him gone. Trish wouldn't admit it, but she was feeling a bit hurt by the fact that he'd just leave her there without saying goodbye. But then again, after her conversation with a certain someone on the way to the restaurant, she had a pretty good idea of why that was. Needless to say, she was more than angry but she would deal with Randy when he was right in front of her because she had plenty to get off her chest. Her coffee had long since arrived and as she casually sipped on it, her eyes spotted a familiar face walk through the door. Not just any familiar face, HIS face. She quickly looked away not wanting him to see her looking his way. So she randomly looked around her surroundings until her eyes once again landed on him, except this time, he was staring right at her.

'Shit' she thought. 'What am I supposed to do? I'm not ready to talk to him about my suspicions just yet!' Her mind quickly raced for options as she saw him approach her wearing a black casual dress pants with a grey v-neck shirt. 'Damn he looked good'. She shook her head to stop her thoughts as she saw him walk straight up to her and stand at the opposite end of the table.

"Uh, hey Trish" He said very nervously as his eyes made random movements to gauge her reaction to seeing him so soon after their little tryst. She looked beautiful in her simple faded blue jeans and black backless halter top. He shook his head to clear his thoughts. That's not what he should be thinking about right now.

"Hi Randy" Trish responded softly. She wasn't going to jump gun just yet, she would wait and see what he had to say before she brought up any of the topics that had been brought to her attention earlier today.

Randy cleared his throat and decided that he would rather just get this out of the way rather than waste it on uncomfortable silences and pleasantries. He looked down, suddenly fascinated with the elegantly folded napkin on the table.

"Look Trish, about earlier this morning, I'm really sorry I left without telling you…something came up and I had to leave right away and I didn't want to wake you since you had a long night and with the alcohol and everything…I should have left a note or something, not just walk out…so I just wanted to say I'm sorry, and I hope there's no hard feelings because the last thing I wanted to do was to make you upset."

He finally looked up at Trish since he had been talking to see how she was talking this all in. Trish sighed and leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest as she dwindled her right leg that was resting on her left one.

"Listen Randy, I'm not quite interested in listening to your explanations, excuses, whichever you would like to call them…the fact of the matter is, is that either way, you don't owe me any and I'm not interested in hearing any, so let's just leave it at that."

Trish had internally agreed that she would wait for his reason for leaving or for some explanation of last nights actions, but if that was all Randy could muster up, then he didn't have a chance in hell right now, to convince her otherwise that her suspicions of him and his motives are wrong.

"I don't understand why you're getting so hostile. I mean, really, what's your problem? I was trying to do the upstanding thing and come here and talk to you. We're adults here, at least, I am, I'm not so sure about you by the way you're acting." Randy stopped and before Trish could speak again, he added,

"And besides, I could have easily walked right by you and ignore you, but I thought you didn't deserve that. You deserve an explanation and that's why I came here, to give you one. It may not be good enough for you, but at least I was respectful enough to give you one, whether I owe you one or not."

Trish uncrossed her arms and said up straight.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, I see, I'm glad to know that you think I'm more deserving than being ignored. It makes me feel a lot better than you feel that I much rather deserve to be lied to." She kept her gaze on him continuously, never wavering, and she didn't miss the wide eyed expression he gave her regarding her last comment.

"Trish, I…"

"You know what Randy? You can just save it. I ran to the ex 'love of your life'. Perhaps I shouldn't say ex, since she's still you're everything. You know, we had a pretty interesting conversation earlier today. Now normally, I wouldn't a syllable out of her mouth, but when I got to thinking, it all started to make sense. I mean really, what would someone else do in your shoes? Finding your girlfriend in bed with your best friend…that's gotta hurt Randy, believe me, I can sympathize with you there"

"You don't understand…" he cut in.

"Oh believe me I do. You may have been incredibly hurt by Gail's actions, but you loved her too much to just let her go. You wanted to make her suffer a bit. You wanted to hurt her as much as she hurt you, probably hoping that with an even slate, things will go back to normal. You wanted her to do the begging before you welcomed her back with open arms. I was never your way of moving on, I was merely the tool used in helping you achieve that."

Trish's voiced had remained calm throughout her rant, but he could detect every single hurt expressed in her voice. Trish knew she sounded vulnerable, but that didn't matter. No one liked to be taken advantage of, doesn't matter if it's by someone you care about or someone you don't know at all.

"Hey Ti, sorry we're so late….Uh…is everything okay?" Adam asked as he carefully eyed the scene between Randy and his ex-girlfriend. It didn't make him jealous seeing her with other men but it did make him feel inadequate. Adam was sure that the only person who believed that his relationship with Trish had ended amicable, was Trish. He couldn't lie to himself or to his friends, who could plainly see it, but he loved that girl more than life itself and he always would. He knew for awhile before their break up that there was something missing in Trish, she didn't have that glow in her eyes like when they had first started dating. The laughs and the smiles were a mask of her true feelings but her eyes never lied and Adam had always looked her in the eyes. He knew that he wasn't making her as happy as she deserved to be so he made her believe that she wasn't the one woman who was meant to complete his being. But she was, and she would never know that because as much as he wanted to be her everything, he wanted her to be happy even more, even if that meant being with someone else.

Trish looked up at her Adam and gave him a reassuring smile. She could handle herself and she found no reason to worry Adam over nothing. She tilted her head to the side and leaned over to see all of her other friends standing behind Adam looking curiously between Randy and herself. If she knew her friends like she thought she did, they were all probably sizing up the situation and creating their own little versions of the possibilities of the situation they walked in on.

"You guys, forget about being late right now, I'll give you guys hell for that later, Right now I just have to clear something up with Randy so why don't you guys just go ahead an order while I take care of things. And while you're at it, you all know what I like so order something for me too because I'm starved!"

She smiled and then turned in Randy's direction and tilted her head to the side indicating that they should take their conversation outside.

As they walked out in the hotel garden, Randy couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated by the women. He may have been taller and certainly more stronger, but Trish was a very smart woman. Her intelligence was an intimidating factor all on it's own. As stupid as his idiotic plan may have been, he never meant for her to suffer or hurt or even be angered by it. That wasn't his intention.

She quietly watched her as she braced up against one of the balcony's stone pillars. He had begun to think that she had forgotten that he was with her but he didn't dare interrupt.

"Look, I'm sorry for being so rude back there, but I don't like being taken advantage of. I usually have better composure than that. Despite being angry, I still could have handled the situation better."

"You have every right to be mad at me Trish but just know that I didn't do what I did to make a fool out of you. I admit it was stupid idea, but more can I say, I thought of the plan when I was drunk in the hotel bar downstairs."

He waited for her to respond to his admission but when she spoke, she entirely changed the subject.

"Have you ever thought that maybe you and Gail weren't meant to be together? That perhaps that she doesn't love you the way you love her or maybe you're having misguided feelings about her? It isn't a normal thing for someone to cheat on their partner, whether there's a ring on her finger or not, it doesn't make it right."

Randy could feel his cheeks turn red.

"How dare you question my relationship with Gail, you don't know anything about her or me for that matter. Hell, you don't know anything about love because if you did, you would fight for Adam the way I'm fighting for Gail!"

"First of all, I do love Adam but not the way he completely deserves to be loved. It didn't matter what we went through our relationship, at least at the end of the day, we could still trust each other. When he'd call and say he'd be home late, I didn't have to question whether he was telling the truth about where he's been. I merely suggested that maybe if you re-evaluated your relationship with Gail, you would find answers to questions you probably hadn't thought of till now. You just seem, to me, to be confused. You don't need a relationship, maybe you just want everything to happen now but life knows when you're ready and maybe right now you simply aren't."

"What do you know about what I need? HUH? What? You think just because you was calling your name, it's entitled you to become my life coach or something? Like you know what's good for me? Tell you what, you're definitely good for one thing, and I'm starting to think that's about as far as your abilities stretch. Perhaps you can make your bedroom activities a career rather than hobby. I'm sure you'd do very well with that!"

Trish stood shocked. She had the power to, she would have prevented the tears that crept down, leaving trails along her cheeks. Randy gasped at his words and before he could think of the right words to tell her just how sorry he was, he was already staring at her back as she walked away from him.

"Trish" he yelled. She turned around and looked at him once last time before walking away and answering:

"This conversation is over as far as I'm concerned. Goodbye."

It was 11:30 pm as Trish lay on her couch hotel couch flipping through the channels. The RAW roster had to fly out tomorrow for a promotional tour, but they're flight didn't leave till afternoon. She would absently glance at the television screen and pick imaginary lint off of her black silk boxers and white cotton tank top. Her mind kept travelling back to her conversation with Randy in the garden. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.

She opened the door and to her genuine surprise, it was Randy. Without waiting for an invitation, he barged into the room, closing the door behind him before turning around, facing Trish.

"You apparently like to play hard ass. So I decided to this your way. I'm not gonna even bother apologizing about earlier because you're just going to give me a hard time. For some reason, you're always popping into my head and unfortunately for my sanity, our night together was quite unforgettable. So this is how I figure, I know for a fact that you enjoyed last night as much as I did, so say what you want, but when the sun goes down, we put our differences aside."

Trish raised an eyebrow in true Rock fashion as she contemplated his proposal.

"You want me to be your sex buddy? Of course, till Gail comes running back that is."

"Well…."

"Randy, why don't you just go to he…"

Her words were cut off by his lips as he pushed her against the nearest wall and assaulted her lips. She used her small hands to push his chest in hopes of getting him to back off but when his tongue massaged her own, her knees went weak and her hand instantly grabbed his head, gripping his hair and they both grinded themselves into each other. He wanted to raw, passionate, animalistic sex and she could deliver but a part of her hated being so easily seduced by this man. She had to admit, that his cocky attitude was rightly so. That man was amazing in bed and could do wonders with his tongue.

As he grabbed her legs and placed it around his waist, he walked her into the bedroom and roughly through her on the bed. She tried to sit up but he quickly pushed her back down, ripped her tank top down the front and started on her boxers before roughly kissing her once again. The moment he had come up for air, Trish quickly pushed him further back to look up at him.

"You may have my body every single night Randy, but I promise you that you will never my heart and I guess that works out perfectly, because you never wanted it to begin with…" she whispered.

He stopped for a moment and his eyes found hers. He was sure he felt his heart skip a beat but it must have been his imagination. He shook free of his thoughts before slowly kissing her once again. This time, he took his time and savoured her taste. When he pulled away, he moved a stray hair away from her face murmuring, "This time, you won't be waking up to an empty side of the bed anymore, not that's my promise to you." With that, the rest of the clothes were disregarded and she began to work on him.

'No strings attached' she thought. 'He doesn't love me, and I couldn't love a man like him, I'll just enjoy until the man of dreams comes along, hopefully not too soon.'