"I was talking about Tina. That is, if you want to listen to what we did last night?" Dave smiled.

Stephanie rolled her eyes. "No, that's fine by me. Anyways, I just wanted to say hello." She gave Paul a quick kiss. "I'm going to spend some time with Trish for a little while before I head over to the arena."

"Okay, tell Trish I said hello." Paul said with a slight smirk.

Stephanie walked off and the three men proceeded with their talk.

"You're playing with fire, Dave. It's only a matter of time before Trish tells Steph." Paul said.

"Well, I hope that won't happen. At least not this weekend." Dave said.

"What if she tells her?" Ric asked.

"I might need to fly out the country. Tina will definitely kill my ass." Dave quipped.

Meanwhile, Trish hurried back to her room where she quickly changed out of her old maid's cover-up and into something a little more suitable. She chose her usual low-rider jeans with a vest-type top to coordinate. She took off her wig and hid her outfit in her closet. She was putting on the finishing touches on her makeup when Stephanie knocked at her door.

"I got this one." Jen said as she walked to the door to greet Stephanie.

"Hey Jen!" Stephanie smiled. "Is Trish ready?"

"She should be. You can go inside her bedroom if you like." Jen pointed towards Trish's room.

"Oh okay." Stephanie walked towards Trish's room and entered it. "Hey girlie."

"Hey there." Trish said as she took a last glance in the mirror.

"Ready to go?" Stephanie asked.

"Yeah, I'm ready. Let me just sprinkle some perfume on." Trish said.

Stephanie glanced around the suite until her view took her towards the trashcan. There she saw two empty condom wrappers. "Seems like someone had fun last night."

"Oh?"

"You know what I'm talking about! So, what guy rocked your socks?" Stephanie asked.

Fuck! "Um, a fan." That's the truth, isn't it?

"Details, you know I want it all!" Stephanie prodded.

Shit... "Well, one thing led to another and you know, we were doing it." Trish swallowed.

Stephanie's eyes opened wide. "It's John, isn't it? You slept with John last night! I knew it!"

Trish sharply turned around. Her face was frozen and no audible words were coming out of her mouth. While she knew that Stephanie didn't care who she slept with, Trish knew that if Stephanie found out that it was actually Dave, not John, there would be problems. Especially since Stephanie's father cheated on her mother not too long ago.

"I think we should be heading out now." Trish gathered her purse.

"Well, aren't you going to fill me in? I promise I won't tell a soul!" Stephanie said.

"Um, sure…over breakfast." Trish said.

"I can't wait to hear all of the details!" Stephanie said.

I can, Trish thought.

Stephanie and Trish had breakfast at a nearby restaurant where Trish described her night with Dave in detail without mentioning his name or describing any discriminating body parts. Stephanie listened in awe as Trish's face lit up remembering the intense sexual experience.

"So is this the start of a relationship?" Stephanie excitedly asked.

Okay, that's it. "Steph, I have a confession."

"I mean you and John make such a cute couple!"

"About John and I…"

"I knew he was a great match for you!"

"I slept with Dave last night."

Stephanie smiled. "I know. I was just waiting for you to tell me."

"What?" Trish was in shock. "What? I don't understand? How do you know?"

"I saw you slip your room key to him last night."

If you saw us, how many other people did? "And you let me go on and on knowing that?"

"Last night was a one-time thing, right? It's not going to happen again, correct?"

I wouldn't be too sure about that. "Um hmm."

Stephanie gave Trish a disapproving look. "It's not going to happen again, is it?"

"No, it's not. I ended it this morning."

"This morning?" Stephanie was in shock.

"Yes! I saw him this morning and I ended it. There will be no more. I feel guilty enough as it is so don't put me on a guilt trip."

"I won't, at least not yet." Stephanie smiled. "But here is some food for thought…"

Here we go…

"He has a wife. And no matter what happens with you guys, he'll always go back to her. You need to remember that." Stephanie said.

Trish sat lower in her chair. So much for no guilt trips, Steph.

Later that day, Trish followed Stephanie around as she had meetings about Wrestlemania and met with the planning committee. After several, exhausting hours, Trish headed back to her suite, where she was greeted by a single long-stemmed red rose on her doorstep. There was a note beside it.

You're more than a woman. Yeah, I know that's cheesy but it's the best I can come up with right about now. I hope to see you later.

John.

Trish smiled brightly as she sniffed the rose and read the card over and over. I'm so over Dave, it's not even funny.

As the day turned into evening, there was yet another get-together. This one was a bit more low-key as only a handful of wrestlers attended the kickback. It was held in a small conference room at the Sheraton Hotel. There was a buffet and stocked bar and some lounge chairs were rented. A DJ was spinning tunes and many people were dancing. Trish was talking to Victoria when she was interrupted.

"May I have this dance?" John asked.

Trish looked up at John. She noticed that the DJ was playing NSYNC's "Girlfriend."

"I didn't know that you like boy bands." She teased.

"Shh…" John smiled as Trish grabbed his hand and they went to the dance floor.

Soon, all of the attention of the kickback focused on the would-be couple. Their rhythms were perfect to each other. They swayed and grinded to the music while remaining intent on each other. Trish always knew if a guy was a great love depending on how his dance moves and she could tell that John had a rhythm that she couldn't wait to experience.

As Trish was solely doting on John, she didn't even notice that Dave, along with Tina, arrived at the kickback. Dave instantly took an interest in the action. Unlike her slow-song seduction before, Trish only saw John's eyes as they were singing the lyrics to each other. She had to admit that it was a little weird that John was singing the lyrics to her. It was almost as if John was telling her what she should do about her situation with Dave.

I don't know why you care
He doesn't even know you're there
'Cause he don't love your eyes
And he don't love your smile
Girl you know that ain't fair

In the middle of the night
Is he gonna be by your side?
Or will he run and hide?
You don't know cause things ain't clear
And baby when you cry
Is he gonna stand by your side?
Does the man even know you're alive?
I got an idea

Why don't you be my girlfriend
I'll treat you good
I know you hear your friends when they say you should
'Cause if you were my girlfriend
I'd be your shining star
The one to show you where you are
Girl you should be my girlfriend

As Trish had her back against John, she briefly opened her eyes. She noticed everyone in the room was staring at her and John and she especially noticed Dave staring at her. But it's over now.

She turned back around and held John's face with her hands. She kissed his lips lightly as she mouthed the lyrics against his lips.

Ever since I saw your face
Nothing in my life has been the same
I walk around just saying your name
Without you my world would end, yeah

John, not missing a beat, mouthed the last portion of the lyrics to Trish.


I've searched around this whole damn place
And everything says you were meant to be
My girlfriend... oh!

It was crystal clear to Trish that she had finally found what she had been looking for in John. Now all she had to do was to convince herself that it was truly over between her and Dave. And she was having a hard time believing that it was done—especially now that she was falling for him.