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Chapter 2

Trish was broken out of her reverie when her best friend Stacy walked through the door. As soon as Stacy laid eyes on Trish, she knew that there was something wrong with her friend. "Alright Trish," Stacy said with concern in her voice, what's wrong?" "Don't you dare tell me nothing either. You know darn well that I can read you like a book so spill it."

Trish tried to make it out to be no big deal when she was an absolute wreck inside. "Come on Stace, you know I would tell you if there was something wrong," Trish explained. I guess I am just a bit nervous about tonight that's all." Trish hoped that she would just leave it at that without prying further. She loved the long-legged diva dearly but right now she didn't want to discuss what happened with Randy last week nor did she want to discuss how all of her feelings for Paul came rushing back to her at the thought of being so close to him again.

Stacy could see in Trish's eyes that she was covering but didn't want to call her on it. She figured that Trish would let her know when she was good and ready. Stacy put her arm around Trish and gave her a small hug. "Sweetie, everything will turn out okay, you'll see."

Trish smiled sweetly at her best friend. What would she do without her? Trish and Stacy became fast friends from basically the first moment Stacy entered the WWE. Since then they have been inseparable. They were the best of friends.

Trish knew that eventually she would have to fill Stacy in on what was going on in her life. But for right now, she wasn't even sure what it was that she was feeling. Did she still have a thing for Paul? Could she work with him and remain professional? Did Paul feel the same way about her? So many questions ran through her mind. One thing was for sure; she wasn't going to find out just sitting in her locker room thinking about it. She knew exactly where she had to go. Join Evolution in theirs.

"Umm Stace, I really need to get going. I have to head over to the Evolution locker room so I can go over the plan for the evening with Paul. You and Adam are still going to meet up with Chris, Jay and I at the club later right?"

"Oh yeah, I wouldn't miss it for the world girl, you know that. I miss hanging out with the guys. Adam and I have been spending many weeks in, if you know what I mean." Stacy had such a dreamy look in her eyes. She was definitely in love.

"God, you two have got to be the sappiest couple I have ever met," Trish declared. You know that right?"

"Guilty as charged my dear." "But I can't help it," she explained. "He is so romantic. Candlelight dinners, walks on the beach, a blanket under the stars, there isn't anything he wouldn't do for me. He is amazing Trish, absolutely amazing."

Stacy noticed the sad look in her friend's eyes. She walked over to her and took her hands in her own, "Trish, you will find that kind of love too, I promise. You just have to keep looking. Mr. Right is going to fall right into your lap, you'll see."

Trish smiled weakly. She really hoped that her friend was right. She wasn't getting any younger and at the rate that she was going, all the available men would be married before she went on her first date. "Okay sweetie, well I am off like a prom dress. Don't want to keep my "new leader" waiting." Trish gave Stacy a quick kiss on the top of her head and headed out the door.

Paul went over the script for like the tenth time in the past hour. He was getting very antsy waiting for Trish to show up. He couldn't get her out of his head. He hated the fact that their friendship was destroyed. If he was only a man and stood up to Stephanie back then, they could have remained friends. Then again, the feelings that he was starting to have for her were anything but friendly. He knew it was probably for the best but at the same time he was kicking himself in the ass for losing all of that time with her. She was easily becoming one of his best friends. Now they were just mere acquaintances. He hoped that they could get back what they had. Paul looked at the clock again and grunted, "Come on Stratus where are you?"

The rest of Evolution was just hanging around waiting for the show to start. Ric could tell that his buddy wasn't in the best mood. Paul definitely didn't seem himself and Ric wanted to find out exactly what was going on. "Hey big guy, what's eating you," he questioned with concern in his voice, wanting to get to the bottom of it. "Did you and Steph have a fight or something?"

Paul got up and headed over towards the table to get another bottle of water. "When aren't Steph an I fighting? All she has been doing lately is bitching at me. Paul, you never consider my feelings. Paul, all you care about are your friends. Blah, Blah, Blah! Anyhow, right now she is the least of my problems. But don't be too concerned, there isn't really anything to worry about, I will be fine. Just thinking about some things. Nothing that concerns anyone in this room."

Ric patted his friend on the back, "Listen Paul, you know that you can tell Dave, Randy or I anything. So if and when you are ready to discuss whatever it is that is bothering you, we are all here for you. Right guys?"

"Yeah man, I would back anyone in this room up in a heartbeat," Dave pointed out. "You guys are like my family and if anyone messes with any of you, they have to answer to me," he stated matter-of-factly.

"Yeah Paul, the same goes for me too," Randy affirmed. "We all got your back."

Paul liked the fact that his friends would do anything for him but it didn't concern them at all. "Thanks guys, but yeah, I just need to work through this on my own. There isn't anything that any of you can do."

Trish got to the door to the Evolution dressing room and just stared at it for a few minutes. Her storyline with Christian and Jericho was over and she had since gone off on her own. The slut chants had since dissipated and she even was starting to get cheered again. Joining Evolution would definitely reaffirm her heel status. She took in a deep breath and knocked on the door. "Well Stratus, this is it."

Randy heard the knock on the door and practically ran over to it. He was anxiously awaiting Trish's arrival and he hoped that this was her. She hadn't spoken two words to him since the kiss that they had shared and he wanted to at least find out what happened to cause her to run out of the room. He opened the door and smiled warmly. "Hey you," he breathed, a hint of seduction in his voice. "Come on in." Trish shuddered as she came in contact with his warm body as she walked through the door. He certainly knew how to push her buttons. She remained calm, cool and collected on the outside but on the inside she wanted to jump on him and have him take her right there. She shook off those thoughts immediately when she caught sight of Paul on the couch reading over his lines. That sick feeling in her stomach was overwhelming her senses again. What was happening to her?

Paul noticed Trish come in out of the corner of his eye but didn't want to seem too excited to see her. He gazed up at her, taking in her beauty. God she was breathtaking, he thought. Their eyes locked briefly before she turned away. In that moment of staring into her eyes, he felt something indescribable in his heart. It terrified him. He no longer felt in control. Yet at the same time it was so inviting. He wanted to walk over to her and take her in his arms and kiss her until she collapsed in his arms, surrendering herself to him. Paul shook the wanton thoughts out of his head. What was he thinking and where did that come from? Trish and he were just friends, right? "Well, hey Trish," he said a little flustered by his thoughts. "I was wondering when you were going to get here. We really need to go over these lines for tonight."

"Oh, I already read them over, I have my own copy right here." That is exactly what Trish was afraid of. It was exactly why it took her forever to get there. Her and Paul had to kiss tonight and it scared the hell out of her. What would happen if she started to enjoy it a little too much? Would everyone watching, including Stephanie be able to tell? What would they all think of her?

She often wondered what it would be like to kiss him. Were his lips soft? What did he taste like? Was he a good kisser? All of these questions ran through her mind over and over again. What was happening to her? She was like a cat in heat. First making out with Randy the way she did last week and now wanting to do the same and possibly more with a married man. She felt awful. She was a horrible person.

Trish sank down into the couch, completely confused. She didn't like what was happening to her. She felt like she was losing control of herself. She couldn't let them know though. She had to remain strong. Before she knew it, the kiss would be over with and she would be on her way to the club to have a good time with her friends.