Author's Note: So as I was typing the slow dance scene, I was listening to Avila Brothers' I Want You. If you ever heard the song, you can see why it's seductive. If you haven't heard the song, I recommend that you check it out. It's very sexy and very enticing.

Vera.

"Hey Trish, do you have any condoms I can borrow for the night?" Jen yelled from her bedroom.

"Um, I have some condoms you can use, yes." Trish yelled back.

Jen came into the kitchen. "Well, what should I…oh, am I interrupting something here?" She smiled.

Trish looked at the compromising position that her and Dave were currently in. Dave was still in-between her legs and against her flesh. "No, Dave was just feeding me ice cream."

I bet he is. "Well, I'll leave you two be." Jen walked back to her bedroom.

Dave put the bowl of ice cream down and stepped away from Trish. "I think I need to go back to my room now."

Trish eased herself down from the counter and walked Dave over to the front door. "Thanks for stopping by. I really appreciate it."

Dave smiled as he grabbed his duffle bag. "No, thank you. Thank you for signing all of these autographs."

Trish got on her tip-toes and gave Dave a peck on the cheek. "You're welcome."

Dave instantaneously dropped his duffle bag and grabbed Trish by her waist. He whispered in her ear. "I really appreciate it."

If there was such a thing as a perfect moment, Trish and Dave had the opportunity laid out for the taking. She was wearing little to none clothing, a gorgeous man was holding her and she was almost positive that Dave could give her core some much-needed attention. But you're married.

"I'll see you later." Trish said.

Dave let Trish go and picked up his bag. "I'll see you later."

Once Dave left her hotel suite, Trish shed her clothing and jumped into the shower. She felt like she set a new record for the world's longest cold shower.

The next morning, Trish woke up to the bright sunlight. She briefly stared out the window. She thought about the previous night's activities. While she did not feel guilty because nothing happened, she definitely felt uncomfortable. She silently thanked Jen for interrupting the ice cream tasting, so to speak. But Trish was also pissed at her. I could've gotten some last night and she killed it. But her anger had to wait for a later time. Stephanie had an itinerary of activities for her and Trish to do.

After some quality time with her vibrator and yet another cold shower, Trish put on some gym clothes and headed downstairs to the hotel gym. As she made her way to the elliptical climber, Dave entered the gym.

"Good morning, sunshine." He smiled.

Trish looked over. He was wearing a dark blue tank top that just barely covered his muscular body and some jogging shorts that covered his equally massive legs. Damn. That reminds me I need to buy some new batteries.

"Good morning, Dave." Trish smiled back.

"Going to burn off those calories from the sundae, eh?" Dave smirked.

Oh, I burned those calories off last night and this morning. "Of course." Trish grinned.

While the two worked out, there was an obvious uncomfortable feeling between the two parties. It wasn't because of what happened last night but rather what didn't happen. Maybe it was a good thing that Jen interrupted them. Maybe it was a good thing that nothing transpired. But if it's such a good thing, why do I want him so bad? Trish thought. She figured she had enough strange feelings for awhile and stopped her workout short.

"Leave so soon?" Dave asked.

"Yeah. Stephanie has a list of stuff that she wants us to do, so I'm going to head out."

Dave stopped the treadmill and got off. "About last night…"

"Don't worry about it." Trish interrupted. "We were just in the heat of the moment."

"So should I apologize for being so aggressive?" Dave asked/

"Hmm…that's a hard one." Trish thought aloud.

"It could be." Dave smiled.

Trish opened her mouth in shock. "Somebody has a dirty mind."

"And someone had a dirtier mind if you understood it." Dave winked.

"I'll see you around, Dave." Trish walked off.

Dave watched Trish walked out of the gym. While he knew that they were participating in harmless flirting, he also knew he needed to stop while he was ahead. Before somebody gets hurt.

Later that afternoon, Trish, Stephanie and Jen met up for lunch in downtown Phoenix. They stopped by The Wells Restaurant for a little girl chat. While Trish was abstaining from sex for the time being, she lived vicariously through Stephanie and Jen. Stephanie was explaining new sexual positions that her and Paul have tried while Jen was raving about how awesome Randy was in bed.

"I do not understand how you sleep with that!" Trish said disgustedly.

"What? He's Randy fucking Orton. Have you seen how incredible his physique is?" Jen grabbed her chest.

"It's nothing compared to Paul's. I swear his chest equally matches his…"

Trish held up a hand. "I get the picture, Steph." She said as Jen and Stephanie burst in laughter.

"So what about you? No men in your life?" Stephanie asked.

"None. I have my handy-dandy vibrator and that's all I need."

"Bullshit." Jen coughed.

Stephanie looked at Jen and then looked at Trish. 'Is there something you want to tell me?"

Trish rolled her eyes at Jen. "No, there's not."

"You scream, I scream, we all scream for ice cream!" Jen teased.

Stephanie had a puzzled look. "Okay, what happened?"

Trish glared at Jen. "Nothing."

"Yeah, nothing yet." Jen murmured.

"Do you want me to fire you?" Trish threatened.

"Can someone please fill me in?" Stephanie was getting frustrated.

"Trish and Dave were…"

"…Eating ice cream." Trish finished.

"It doesn't sound like that's all that happened." Stephanie smiled.

"Well, unfortunately," Trish looked at Jen. "That's all that happened."

"Well, be careful, Trish. He's married with a daughter." Stephanie warned.

"I know, I know. That's why nothing is happening between us. And nothing is going to happen between us." Am I believing that bullshit line?

Later that night after the Raw house show, several wrestlers went out for a few drinks and dancing at one of the local bars. In the booth, Jen and Randy were very much engrossed with each other as Jen was sitting on Randy's lap and their lips were permanently attached to each other's. Meanwhile, Trish was exchanging stories with a few of the Divas about life on the road. As a precaution, Trish kept her distance from Dave, who immediately picked up on it. While a few of the local women were entertaining Dave and Ric Flair with their compliments and over-exposed low-cut necklines, Dave's center was on Trish. Once Stacy excused herself to the restroom, Dave immediately sat beside Trish.

"How long do you plan to avoid me?" He whispered.

"I'm not avoiding you, Dave." Trish said as she took a sip of her Strawberry Daiquiri.

"Um hmm…then what do you call it?"

"I'm getting to know the other wrestlers. Is that a crime?" Trish asked.

Dave put his lips against Trish's right ear. "No, but denying what happened last night is."

Oh shit…Trish felt an arousal like never before. Thank goodness a song came on the jukebox. "I need to go dance." Trish left the booth.

She walked over to Edge. "Let's dance now." She grabbed his hand and led him to the dance floor.

A slow R&B song was playing. The title could not have been more appropriate as it was titled, 'I Want You.' Trish's body rhythmically swayed to the music as she slowly grinded her hips against Edge's. All of the eyes of the patrons were focused on the pair in the middle of the dance floor. But Trish's eyes were not on Edge's nor were they closed. They were entirely on Dave's. And she was mouthing the lyrics specifically to him.

My body is burning with desire /I love how you're doing me/My love is for you, don't make me wait/ Ooh, you got me so into you/Oh how I need you/ I want you to want me too

As Trish was grinding more against Edge, her view never left Dave's. She kept mouthing the chorus over and over to him. And the message was loud and clear.

I want you now/I want you now.