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Chapter 3----Finding you

Dave woke up and quietly got out of the bed making sure Trish was still asleep comfortably. What the hell am I going to do? He wondered. He had six months with her, only six months to convince her she needed him. Maybe the whole bet thing wasn't a good idea. She hated him now, after all in less then 48 hours had had fucked her, spanked her, and won her for six months. He hadn't exactly behaved like Prince fucking Charming. With a low growl he went to the bathroom to clear his head with a shower.

Trish POV

Trish opened her eyes slowly scanning the room for Dave, only the shower could be heard in the quiet room. Jumping out the bed Trish winced slightly at the soreness on her bottom. Grabbing her clothes she groaned at the rips in her jeans and shirt she would have a lot of explaining to do. Shoving the clothes on she slipped out of the room praying Dave wouldn't find her until she would knew what she would be doing.

Dave POV

Dave wrapped the towel around his waist pleased with his plan. He had never even considered marriage before. But that would be the perfect way to get Trish to fall in love with him and stay with him. Not that she would have much of a choice at first. Grinning at the thought he left the bathroom to tell her his plan.

"What the fuck?" he growled scanning the room for the Canadian beauty. "Son of a bitch!" He slammed his fist into the wall wincing at the pain he got from it. "Dammit." He muttered. Where the hell was she? Grabbing his clothing he dressed quickly and slammed out of the room. Deciding to take the elevator he walked in ignoring the other occupants until he saw Adam Copeland was in there. Reigning in his temper he asked, "Hey, you seen Trish anywhere today?"

Adam grinned. "Oh yeah, she's with Chris Irvine his room is 218. Why?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, she left her phone at the club, I thought I'd give it back, you know."

"Yeah, sure." Adam said accepting the lame excuse.

Dave got off the elevator trying to control his temper at the thought of Trish in another man's room alone. Walking up to the room he banged on it until it opened to the laughing face of Trish. Her smile died quickly at the sight of him.

"You are in so much trouble." Dave growled.