Riley had gone to train the morning of she and Randy's date, but she left her cell phone on loud just in case Randy decided to call her. In the middle of her workout, her phone rang.

"Hello?" She said, trying not to sound too excited, knowing it was Randy.

"Hey Riley, it's Randy," He said, trying to contain his excitement as well, "are we still on for tonight?"

"Yes, yes we are," Riley said, grinning, "what time are you coming to pick me up, and how nice do I have to dress?"

"Well, I have to be at the arena at 3, so I'm coming to pick you up at around 1:30, cool?" Randy asked.

"Yes, that's cool; I'm training right now, but I guess I could stop and go shower," she said, "but since you didn't tell me what to wear, I am wearing jeans and a t-shirt, and I'll bring a dress for dinner."

"That's fine, but bring an extra pair of jeans and an extra shirt, we're going dancing after dinner, okay?" Randy said.

"All right, I'll see you soon," Riley said, hanging up. She was excited about the night's events.

Riley went home and showered, changed into some destroyed wash jeans, a black rolling stones t-shirt, and put on some uggs boots. She grabbed her digital camera, straightened her hair, put some make up on, packed a bag with a dress, shoes, 2 extra pairs of jeans, and 2 extra shirts to match the heels she was wearing to dinner. When she was fully ready, it was 1:25.

Sure enough, at 1:30, the doorbell rings. Riley opened the door, smiling.

"Hey," she said, "Are you always so----prompt?"

"Only when I'm excited," Randy said, smirking, "shall we get going?"

"I'm ready when you are," Riley answered.

It was 2:50 when Riley and Randy arrived at the arena. They were early, so they went to Randy's locker room to put Riley's stuff in there, then walked to catering to get a little something to hold them over.

"So, did you think about where you're going to watch from?" Randy asked, taking a sip of his water.

"Yeah, I think I'm going to be one of the crowd tonight. I want to take some pictures." Riley said.

Randy went to tell security that Riley would be in the front row so there wouldn't be any problems. Meanwhile, Riley went exploring through the arena.

"OH----MY----GOD," she heard from behind her. She turned around to see no one other than Stacy Keibler standing infront of her, "I thought Randy would've nailed you by now. You making him work for it, sweetie?" Stacy asked, arrogantly.

Riley wasn't about to get worked up over this, so she just said:

"Look, Stacy, I know you don't like me, and I don't like you, so why don't you just blow it out of your ass and leave me alone?" She said, with a tone of sarcasm in her voice.

As Riley turned to walk away, Stacy spoke:

"You're only one thing to him, you know," Stacy said, "A wam, bam, thank you ma'am."

"One more thing than you, Keibler!" Riley said, shouting back at her as she walked away, laughing.

When Riley walked into Randy's locker room, he had just gotten out of the shower, so he was walking around in a towel, shirtless. Riley couldn't help but gape, mouth wide open and all. She'd seen him without a shirt on television, but that was wayyyyy different. The water dripping on his body, his muscles glistening--his pex, flexing because of the water dripping off them...Riley was in heaven. Her thoughts were broken up by Randy speaking.

"Did you find everything you were looking for outside?" Randy asked.

"Erm, yeah; but I had a brief run-in with Stacy Keibler, she's such a bitch-ass whore." Riley said, jokingly.

"Yeah, well, you didn't date her," Randy said, regretfully, "She was not spontaneous and she didn't have a personality. I don't like that in a woman; women who schedule every minute of their lives and all they worry about is work," Randy said, ranting a bit.

"Yeah, I don't like guys who can't let loose and have a good time," Riley said, "so, I feel you there."

Riley and Randy conversed for about another hour, and it was now 7:00.

"They just opened the doors," Randy said, "I have a meet and greet, and you should get a seat. I'll be in the ring really, really soon," he held onto Riley's hand, kissed her on the cheek, then walked away, never taking his off Riley.

Riley winked at him, making him smirk, then waved, turned, and went to go find a seat in the front row, ringside.

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