AN: Thanks for the reviews. Sorry I didn't get to update over the weekend like I planned but I got kinda stuck with how I wanted to end the chapter because I didn't want to put too much stuff happening in it so that it became too long. So instead, it's a filler to lead up to the upcoming events. Hope you guys enjoy and please read and review. I feed off of your praise, LOL. I'm just playing but seriously, it really does motivate to write my chapters and actually be creative in the process.

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Stacy entered the hotel room she shared with her boyfriend, immediately looking around for any sign of him. She has just come back from shopping and she was planning on giving him a little show of the sexy lingerie she had purchased.

"Baby….you here?" she called out as she moved more to the back where the bedroom was located. Seconds later Randy emerged from the bathroom with only a towel around his waste. Stacy's eyes grew devilish at the tempting site.

"Hey you…" she purred as she quickly walked up to him and kissed him deeply. She let her hands slide down his rock hard abs until she came to the top of the towel. She continued her assault on his mouth while she fingered with the towel long enough to undo the offending cloth and drop it to the ground. She moaned into his mouth at just the thought of his mouth-watering body. Needing air and both hands to take off her clothes, Stacy pulled away and immediate began fiddling with her buttons and zippers.

Randy looked on and wiped his mouth before placing both his hands on either side of her arms in hopes of getting her to stop fidgeting.

"Stace…I'm sorry, I can't do this right now…" he said as he gently placed a kiss on her forehead and bent down to pick up his towel.

"Why not?" Stacy question in confusion and disappointment.

"Well…I kinda promised Trish that I would take her to the carnival today. I'm supposed to pick her up in twenty minutes" he explained as he took a moment to glance down at his silver Rolex watch.

"Oh…" she sighed. She tried not to hide her disappointment but she was sure she wasn't doing such a good job.

She watched him shuffle around looking for something to wear. Her mind was battling with her on whether she should bring up the subject or not. After a few minutes of silence, her battle of wills ended and she decided to put it out there.

"You've been spending a lot of time with Trish lately…" Stacy began cautiously while she keenly watched for his reaction. He took a moment before looking up.

"You jealous?" he asked with a smirk. Stacy broke out into a huge grin and leaped into his arms….she had nothing to worry about….at least she hoped not.

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Seventeen minutes later and Randy was standing outside of Trish's hotel room. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. He stood there for a minute or so before he knocked again. For a fleeing moment he wondered is she had forgotten about their plans or worse…if she had blown him off. Just as he was about to turn around and make his way back to his room, he heard bustling from within. Within seconds, the door flew open and there stood Trish, soaking wet in just a small pink towel covering her important parts.

Randy's mouth went dry and his mind went blank as Trish's eye grew wide.

"Randy…you're early…" she stumbled out.

It took him a couple of seconds before her realized that she was talking to him. He shook his head to clear his wild thoughts before responding. He looked down at his watch.

"I'm a minute early…." he answered slowly. Trish quickly turned her head to see that the clock behind her read 12:29 pm.

"Just who were you expecting?" he asked curiously as he took the moment to let his eyes roam over her body while her head was turned. He was a guy after all and she was the hottest women to ever grace his presence…it was only natural that he looked.

Trish turned around awkwardly and gripped her towel around her more tightly.

"I thought you were Amy. I forgot my purse in her room and since I was in a hurry, she offered to bring it over" Trish offered as way of explanation.

Randy nodded his head and let a little smile slip through.

"What?" Trish asked wide-eyed and innocent.

"Nothing…" he chuckled.

"So…do you want me to wait out here for you while you get dressed or…"

"Sorry, where are my manners?…come in" she interrupted him while she opened the door wider and moved out of his way for him to enter. She closed the door behind her and turned around to face him.

"I'll be five minutes…I promise. If you can find anything here to entertain yourself…be my guest" and with that she scurried off to her bedroom to quickly find something to wear.

While he looked around, he heard Trish's voice carry from the bedroom.

"Sorry I'm running behind schedule but something was wrong with my water pressure and temperature so I had to wait for the hotel manager to get someone to fix it…." she trailed off.

"It's no problem…really" he asserted.

A couple minutes later, and as good as her word, she was done in five minutes.

"All done" she announced as she made her way over to him.

"You look great…" he replied.

"Why thank you" she replied in a phoney British accent. Randy laughed at her antic and grabbed her hand,

"Come on…let's go" and with that they were off.

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"No more rides…I think I'm gonna throw up" Randy groaned as he continued to allow Trish to pull him by the hand to all of the biggest and scariest rides in the theme park.

He remembered her giving directions and when he finally pulled into the parking lot, he noticed the little vixen had lured him to a theme park instead of a carnival!

He had argued that she had lied to get him here even though she knew how much he hated theme parks and her only argument was that she mentioned something about a carnival, but she didn't invite him, he offered to come with her. Of course, she shut him up right there and with her alluring smile, he was putty in her hands.

"Come on T….no more rides…." Randy moaned as he used his strength and stopped in his track, preventing Trish from pulling his weight. She turned around and glared at him.

"Randy…you always do this….every time you come to a stupid theme park you always have to overstuff yourself with the food and then you can't go on any of rides!" Trish whined as she angrily dropped his hand and used her free hands to cross them over her chest, illustrating just how angry she was. Just like the old times…

"Well….in all fairness, unlike you, I'm a big man and it takes more than a piece of rice cake to fill me!" he argued back. Their argument had attracted quite a few number of curious glances their way by other patrons but they didn't pay any heed to their surroundings.

"Rice cake?…What the hell is that supposed to mean? I'm not some rice deficient, self-starving woman that feeds off of rice cakes to fill myself up! Just because you're big doesn't mean you have to scarf down four hot dogs all at once…" she fired back.

"I was hungry…." he enunciated. He continued on,

"I didn't have to come here with you, you know! I'm doing you a favour and you're getting mad at me because I don't wanna go on any more rides….we've been on plenty already and every time we come together, we always have to have the same damn argument".

He was expecting her to fire back as she usually did. Their arguments were usually ritualized where they would argue for a very long time and being the stubborn spitfire that she is, he'd always be the first to give up. Not that he minded….well, not all the time.

He was met by silence and when he looked real closely, he noticed the tears that were threatening to spill. She raised her eyes to the sky, trying to fight the tears from falling. It was a couple of seconds before she finally spoke again.

"You're right…." she sighed.

"You didn't have to come here…I'm sorry, it's just that sometimes when I'm around you, I forget everything that's happened and it seems like old times. Look, let's just go back to the hotel…I'm kinda tired anyways" she lied.

"I didn't mean it like that….I know you don't want to leave and neither do I, I am having fun and you're right…I'm like a broken record, I always do the same thing even though I know I shouldn't". He paused for a second before he chuckled and gave her a nudge in the side.

"Let's go play the games" he suggested as she waited for her reaction.

"You know I suck at the games…" she whined playfully.

"Come on…don't be a sour sport…look at it this way, while we're playing the games my food will digest and then we can go back on the rides" he negotiated. He knew he won when he saw the smile break out on her face.

"You're on" she said and bounced ahead of him in search for a fun game to start with.

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The night already approached them and they were on their way to their car when Randy suddenly stopped in his tracks and pulled Trish back towards him.

"Let's take a picture" he suggested as he pulled her toward the photo booth.

Upon the sight, Trish's face became a bit saddened and Randy wasn't sure why.

"We don't have to if you don't want to…I just thought it'd be a nice way to remember the day by…" he trailed off as he continued to look her way.

She rested her hand on his arm and looked up at him.

"Randy, I think it's a great idea…"

"Then why the long face?" he questioned.

She shook her head and smiled as she reminisced.

"Dave and I used to pictures in these things all the time. In fact, we'd take them in every city we visited and we would write down the date and then put it in a photo album. It was kinda like a souvenir to remind us of what we did in that city or town…it's stupid I know but it was something I looked forward to" Trish sighed. Randy pulled her close and gave her hug. He didn't want to admit that tinge of jealousy that he felt having her think about Dave when she was out with him. He knew she wouldn't forget Dave, but he had hoped that he helped with taking her mind off of him. He knew he was being selfish but he couldn't help it. He knew exactly how she felt when she thought about Dave because that's him every time he thought about her.

"It's not stupid T…" he stroked her back and she let out a sigh.

"Well, let's take this picture already" she pulled away with a smile after a couple of minutes in each other's arms.

They both jumped into the booth and as she sat on his lap and his arms snaked around her tiny waist, Randy couldn't help but feel that this was how its always supposed to be.

Ten minutes later, they finally made it back to their car and after jumping in. Randy turned to Trish.

"I've noticed by the schedule that Vince put up…we have our time-offs together, I was wondering if you wanted to do anything together, I mean, I've got nothing to do and no one to do it with…" he smiled. Trish was about to accept his invitation when a certain picture popped into her head and she sunk lower into her seat.

"It's a nice gesture Randy but I've been spending a lot of time with you already and being the bad friend that I am, I just realized that you and Stacy probably haven't spent any time together. I don't want to get in the way….well, anymore than what I have" Trish said with an appreciative smile. She really didn't want to turn him down or make him think that she didn't enjoy his company, because she did and hasn't realized just how much she had missed him until she had him back in her life. But he was Stacy's boyfriend after all and Stacy shouldn't have to play nice when Trish was sure that Stacy wouldn't complain one bit about spending the extra time with Randy.

Randy remained tight-lipped. He felt awful…but every time he was with Trish, he seemed to forget that he was already involved with someone else. Not just anyone…Stacy, who just happened to be one of Trish's best friends. He certainly didn't need any more complications in his life but it seemed he was like a magnet for trouble.

With a sigh, he leaned back into his driver seat and started the car.

"I guess you're right…maybe some other time" he said with a forced smile feeling completely rejected. He knew she was right, but he felt like her mentioning Stacy was a more of confirming that they were only friends.

'Of course we're friends…because she's still hung up on Dave' he thought bitterly but mentally shook free of the invading thoughts. Sure he was jealous of her relationship with Dave, but in all fairness, she didn't know how he felt and that was no one's fault but his own.

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"How was your day?" Stacy asked as she looked up from the television to see her boyfriend walk in.

"It's great..we had fun and Trish really seemed to enjoy herself which is good…keeps her mind off of things" Randy added. Stacy nodded with a smile and returned her gaze to the television set.

"So do you have any plans for tomorrow?" she asked quietly, expecting to hear him say yes.

"No, actually I don't" he replied as he took a seat beside her and put his arm around her shoulders and drew her close. She leaned into him getting more comfortable as a big smile spread across her face.

"Great…I thought maybe we could spend some time together and just go out and do something casual …maybe bowling…" she trailed off at the suggestion as she tilted her head to look up at him.

He smiled down her and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Sounds good".

As they both settled down and silently watched the television screen, Randy couldn't help but replay Trish's words in his head. He cared about Stacy…he really did. He knew he didn't love her and truth be told, they hadn't been going out all that long for her to even have such strong feelings for him. Well, at least that's what he assumed.

Randy glanced down at Stacy's now sleeping form and sighed to himself. He could now admit that he had never really given her a chance. Sure he treated her like a gentleman and he was sweet and caring to her but he never had the intent of wanting to fall in love with her. After mulling over Trish's word earlier today in the car, Randy was beginning to wonder if his love for Trish was just pure lust. Was he just intrigued by the fact that she was a beautiful, strong and intelligent woman that he couldn't have or did he really want her?

He hated second-guessing himself because to him, he felt that his feelings for Trish were pure and genuine, but if he kept thinking like that, he may just lose a good thing with Stacy for something that he knew won't ever happen with Trish. He was one confused man but he was determined to make up his mind and right now, he was thinking that he should cut his losses and move on. Trish didn't want him and Stacy did. The popular saying of "If you can't be with the one you love, love the one you're with" couldn't have rang more true for Randy. It was time to let go and he was going to start first thing tomorrow morning…but for tonight, he'd let the blonde Canadian bombshell invade his dreams one last time.