Chapter Sixty-Nine: Jessica's P.O.V.

I couldn't help but notice that Dave looked even more depressed when he left catering than when he came in. He had caught me eye from the moment he walked into the room to the moment he left. I stole glances at him every second I could get, trying to read his expressions and body language, but Dave wasn't a person who let everyone know what he was thinking, I knew that from experience.

"Jess, did you hear me?" Randy said, interrupting my thoughts.

"Sorry, Randy, I spaced out for a second. What did you say?" I asked, as Adam shot me a glance.

"I asked you if you two wanted to come to this club with Stace and me tonight after the show," he repeated.

"Do you want to go?" I asked, turning to Adam.

"Sure, why not," he answered.

"Awesome," Stacy said, smiling. "So how about we meet in the hotel lobby at around 11:00?"

"That sounds good," I replied as Randy and Stacy got up from the table. "We'll see you then."

As soon as they were out of earshot, Adam looked at me. "I saw you watching Dave."

Damn it. Why did Adam have to be so blunt about everything? I had to make up an excuse and do it quick. "I was thinking about how much better I have it with you than I did with him," I lied, kissing his cheek.

He smiled back at me. "I'm glad you think that, Jess. I just want to let you know that I would never do the things that he's done to you."

"I know you wouldn't," I answered, knowing that he was right, He would never use me for his own benefit but then again he would never buy me a whole new wardrobe, get his bellybutton pierced for me or play out in the mud for hours on end in the pouring rain.

We met up with Randy and Stacy a little before eleven and headed out to the limo that Randy had arranged for us to be picked up in. Adam and Randy sat on one side of the limo while Stacy and I sat on the other. The guys immediately started talking about wrestling and the upcoming pay-per view Vengeance.

"So, I guess you and Adam are doing well," Stacy told me quietly.

"Yeah, we're okay."

"Well, I'm happy for you, especially after what Dave did, you deserve to be with someone that makes you happy."

"So, what about you and Randy? How are you guys doing?" I asked, changing the subject.

"We are absolutely awesome. He's been so great to me, treats me like a queen," she said, smiling brighter than ever.

"I'm glad to hear that."

A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of a booming night club and immediately got in thanks to Randy's connections. And of course if you go anywhere with Randy Orton, you get the best, which we did. We got settled in the VIP room of the club as a waitress came and ordered our drinks.

"Do you want to go dance?" Adam asked me.

"Sure," I replied and headed to the dance floor. After a few fast-paced songs, a smooth ballad started to play through the speakers. I wrapped my arms around Adam's neck as we moved back and forth to the music.

Then that's when I noticed him.

Dave. His lips were locked with some blonde, who if she came in her bra and panties would've had more clothes on than what she had on now. I felt my heart fill with jealousy as I began to feel sick to my stomach. I quickly left Adam on the dance floor to find the bathroom.

Stacy walked in a few minutes later to find me on the floor in one of the stalls. "Oh my God, Jess. What's wrong, sweetie?" she asked me.

"I just…I don't feel very well at all. I need to go back to the hotel," I stammered.

"Okay, let's get you up and out of here. Then, I'll go get the guys," she said, helping me up and out of the bathroom.

I soon found myself, being carried out of the club in Adam's arms with Stacy and Randy behind us. And for a brief second, right before we walked out the door, my eyes caught Dave's. His face was expressionless as he turned back to the blonde.