I'm glad you guys liked the previous chappy. :-) Thanks for all the reviews, I enjoyed reading them...I'll try my best to update this fic regularly, although I'm kinda busy lately because of classes and stuff, plus my roommate... Her tummy's getting big, and we'll know the gender of her baby next month... :-) Anyway, on with the story... As usual, I own nothing. :-)

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Amy couldn't get enough of the incident and asked me to repeat every minor detail of Randy's reaction. "At least, Randy now knows how to stimulate breasts," Amy told me.

"I don't think he needed the lesson," I said sarcastically.

Amy had dropped by my apartment for a much-needed afternoon of doing nothing. We were lounging around my couch watching videos while Alex was in her carrier, smiling at anyone who peered in.

"You know," Amy said, after taking a thoughtful sip from her Coke Light. "I'm beginning to like Randy. Do you think there's a chance the two of you, you know... will get back together?"

"You're not suggesting marriage, are you? Because I know that's the only thing that would make Randy acceptable to your standards. Guess what, I don't think it's on his mind, or even mine for that matter."

"I was just thinking," Amy said. "I mean, you guys are both single, you have a kid together. There's no other person on either side. And it sounds like he's trying his damnedest to be near you."

"He's doing his best to be near his child," I corrected. "Besides, there's no 'other' person for me, I don't know about him. He doesn't spend every night with Alex and me. So I wouldn't know. Although, he called Stacy on his cell phone one time."

"Sounds like you're jealous," Amy teased.

"Please. There's nothing to be jealous about. He can have all the Stacys in the world for all I care."

"Well, don't worry. You can have a boyfriend of your own on Friday. Matt's birthday, remember? Adam confirmed last night."

"And who's going to watch over Alex?" Although I craved for a night out, for just a little fun break, the truth was I was more than just a little scared of doing the dating scene again. I had a sneaking suspicion that guys would see me differently; if not as used goods then definitely as needy, or worse, an easy lay. I could do without the pity this time.

"Who else?"

"No, you're not suggesting I ask Randy to baby sit while I go on a supposed dinner disguised as a setup date?"

"Yup."

"You're nuts."

"You're chicken. It's been almost three months, Trish. You have to go out and do something else besides breastfeed and change diapers." Amy looked at Alex who was happily kicking her legs against the plastic carrier. "Don't you think so, Alexi baby? Don't you think your mommy should get laid?" Alex cooed.

"Shut up. She might get ideas," I threw Amy a sharp look. "I have been scheduled to travel again with the SmackDown brand in a couple of weeks, and it happens to be in Australia."

"That's work. That's not counted as going out."

"It's a perk of the job!"

"Whatever. Wear something nice. Will you be driving? Oh my God, I have an idea. I'm going to ask Adam to pick you up and drive you home." Amy clapped her hands, oblivious to any protest.

"What? No, it's OK. I'll drive."

"No, I'll take care of it. What'll you wear?"

"Maternity clothes."

"You wouldn't dare wear a tent!"

"Of course not!" I couldn't help but laugh. "I'll look decent, don't worry. But don't try anything funny."

"I won't. Leave it to me. It's not going to look like a setup."

"It smells of foul play already."

"You're so paranoid," Amy said.

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Yeah, I know, the chappy's kinda short ... But please review anyway, my goal is to reach at least 100 reviews! :-D