Later in the night, Trish and John were becoming more comfortable with each other as Trish sat on John's lap while they conversed with other Superstars. In the meantime, Dave was trying not to pay attention to Trish. Every once in a while, he would look over to see the interactions between John and Trish. Trish was smiling brightly as John was holding her waist. The pair would sneak kisses when they thought no one was looking.
Too bad somebody was. When he wasn't talking to Tina, Dave kept his focus on John and Trish for most of the night. He silently admitted that he was jealous of John. He had the woman that Dave wanted. But there was nothing Dave could do. He practically shot himself in the foot when he told Trish she could see other people. I'm a fucking idiot.
"Hey baby, it's time that we head back to our room. I told the nanny that we would've been back like an hour ago." Tina gathered her belongings.
"Um, yeah. I think we need to leave. I have a ton of things to do tomorrow." Dave stood up to leave.
The pair walked past John and Trish's table. "Good night, Trish!" Tina waved to her.
"Good night, Tina! Let's see if we can hook up tomorrow, okay?" Trish said.
"Sure thing!" Tina smiled.
"Good night, Trish." Dave glanced at her.
"Good night, Dave." Trish smiled.
"Night, Dave!" John nodded to him.
"Night, John."
As Dave and Tina proceeded to leave, Trish felt an urge to act if it was her last opportunity. "Dave, can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure. This will only take a minute, baby." Dave said to Tina.
"Alright, I'll wait here for you. Don't take too long with my hubby, Trish." Tina joked.
Easier said than done. Trish walked over to another private booth and Dave sat beside her.
"Yes?" Dave looked at her.
"Consider this an opportunity or an ultimatum, the choice is yours. You have this weekend and this weekend only to finalize our arrangement. This will only happen once and that is it." Trish then discreetly gave Dave an extra room key.
Dave quickly put the room key in his pants pocket. "You won't regret it, Trish."
"I wouldn't be too sure about that."
Shortly past midnight, John walked Trish back to her suite. They were walking arm-in-arm and talking about various things. It has been so long that Trish had a man take a real interest in her that she didn't know how to react to John. With his hip-hop style, slang talk, and 'pimpin' ain't easy attitude,' Trish knew John could be a fun guy to date. That is, if she wanted to.
She also heard rumors of his lifestyle from the other Divas. John was a little young, so he was naturally sowing his wild oats. And he had no problem sharing his generosity with fans. But since they were only in the 'talking' stage of their relationship, there were no strings attached—not yet.
"So here I am." Trish stopped at her door.
"So here you are." John said.
In what felt like the longest eight seconds in history, Trish and John didn't know how to end their night. They couldn't end it on a friendly handshake or hug but both of them weren't sure if a kiss was suitable.
"I really appreciate you showing me around, John." Trish said.
"Anytime, Trish."
Trish gave John a peck on his cheek. "Good night."
John kissed Trish back. "Good night." He began to walk off until he turned around. "Trish?"
"Yes?"
"I know we just met and I don't really know you that well, but I was wondering if we can get to know each other. I'm not asking you to be my girlfriend or anything but maybe we can, I don't know, hang out every once in awhile?"
Trish smiled. She thought it was cute that John was getting shy. "I would love to hang out with you, John."
"Cool." John gave Trish another peck. "I'll see you tomorrow. Get some sleep."
"You too! Good night!" Trish entered her suite.
Trish felt on top of the world. John definitely made her heart flutter and for the first time in many months, she was excited. She no longer cared that he was 'another pro wrestler.' He made her feel special and that's all that mattered.
"This night cannot get any better!" Trish said.
All of a sudden a light came on. Dave was sitting in a lounge chair. "I think it can."
