Chapter 3

Riley stood watching in boredom, Chris' match against Rob Van Dam that evening. She was fed up with managing. On Smackdown she would have fight, week after week, or at least be involved in something. Managing was restricting her doing the thing she loved, and that was wrestling.

Chris came over to where she was standing and she stood up on the apron hoping that he would instruct her to take out Van Dam some way.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She glared at him, was this all he was asking her? Why couldn't he just use his brain for once. She saw Van Dam come to his feet behind Chris.

"Behind you," she yelled.

Chris turned in time and ducked as Van Dam attempted to deliver a drop kick.

Van Dam's blow collided into Riley's jaw and neck and threw her off the apron.

Chris rolled out of the ring concerned.

Van Dam saw his chance and rocketed himself over the turnbuckle taking both Chris and Riley out.

Before he climbed back into the ring to break the count.

Riley pulled herself to her feet, wiping the corner of her jaw, checking for blood.

"Riley, baby, are you ok?" Chris asked concerned.

She snapped, "baby now is it, what is it with you? You can call me whatever you like but I cant even call you baby?"

He looked around noticing the fans were watching inventively, "Riley, don't embarrass me in front of the fans."

She gasped, before stepping forward and slapping him hard, "go to hell Chris," she snapped before she walked off to backstage.

Riley had just exited the trainers room when she ran into Randy, "hey baby girl," he greeted.

She cast her eyes downward, "Randy… about earlier."

He knew what she was going to say, "it was a mistake wasn't it."

She nodded, "yes it was."

He shrugged, "well, from what I saw you and Jericho don't seem to be as chirpy and in love as he makes it out to be… once you work out how you feel come and see me," he announced before he walked off down the hallway.

"Randy!" she called after him, but he continued on his way.

She needed to talk to someone, she needed to confess what had happened…

"You kissed Randy?"

"He kissed me," Riley corrected.

The blonde opposite her nodded, "but you asked him to do it again?"

Riley nodded slowly, "yeah."

"Oh dear," the blonde said quietly, "but what are you going to do about Chris, if he finds out he'll be heartbroken."

"You don't think I've realised that already?" Riley sighed.

The blonde nodded.

"Trish, What do I do?" Riley asked confused.

Trish ran a hand through her hair, "you've got to tell Chris before he finds out."

Riley shook her head, "I can't it was an accident, what happened between Randy and I was a stir of the moment thing, Chris will take it the wrong way."

Trish shrugged, "You really should tell him, but if you don't want to that's your decision."

Little did either Diva realise that their conversation had been heard by Ric Flair who had been on his way passing by, he smiled satisfyingly and turned back to the way he had come, he couldn't wait to tell Hunter what he had just heard.

Randy downed the contents of his shot glass, as his eyes watched the dance floor of the club that a small group of them had chosen to visit that evening.

His eyes immediately caught on a fiery red head, Lita, who was dancing with her boyfriend Matt Hardy. Beside them he saw the man he envied more than anything dancing with the woman he wanted more that anything in the world, but knew he couldn't have.

Someone's hand landed hard down on his shoulder, "Your not gonna sit here all night are you Homie?"

John took a seat down beside Randy looking at him questionably, before ordering a drink himself.

Randy put his head in his hands, "I don't know."

John sighed, "What's wrong Homes, your sitting here when their's all these beautiful women around that you could be spending the night with."

Randy scanned the club, John was in fact right, the club was packed with beautiful women, any he was sure he could have, but he didn't want any of them.

John grinned at a brunette across the room, she waved at him in return. He motioned for her to come over, and she did, "hey girl, you wanna dance?"

She giggled before he took her hand and led her down to the dance floor.

Randy watched them go as his eyes trailed back to the group he had been watching earlier, Chris was no where in sight, Matt stood watching as Riley and Lita began to dance with each other, he wasn't the only one, other men had also peeled away from their partners to do so as well.

Randy stood he had had enough.

He pushed his way through the crowd, arriving at the group of three. Riley and Lita stopped when they saw him.

He took a breath before walking up to her, their eyes met and he didn't even need to ask her before they began to dance.

Riley at first was uncomfortable, her eyes searching the club for any sight of Chris, in case he saw them together.

Soon enough she relaxed as she looked up at him, their eyes met and before she knew what was happening his lips met hers, and her eyes fluttered closed. She loved his kisses. She couldn't pull away. She wanted to be with him so badly that every time she realised she wasn't her heart would ache.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Her eyes opened, she pushed Randy away and slapped him, "Randy what's the problem with you?"

Randy held his hand to his cheek, his eyes growing cold as they turned to a furious Chris beside them.

Chris took Riley's hand, "what's your problem Orton?"

Randy's eyes scanned around, he realised that Lita and Matt had stopped dancing when they had seen him and Riley and were standing shocked, John had also left his partner somewhere in the crowd of people and was staring confused between Randy and Chris and Riley.

Chris let go of Riley's hand walking over to him and shoving him, Randy shoved him in return, "keep your hands off of her," Chris snarled.

John stepped between them, "Chris, don't start this not here, Randy's drunk, its just the alcohol," he said quickly, before he turned to Randy, "we're leaving… now!"

When they were outside of the club, John signalled for a Taxi and they were soon on their way back to the hotel. They did not exchange a word as they climbed out of the Taxi and John led him to room they were sharing.

Once they were in the room and the door was closed John turned to him, "What happened back there?" he asked.

Randy put her face in his one good hand, "I don't know."

John sighed, "I don't want to seem like I'm the over protective brother or anything, I mean, I would have no problem with Riley being with you, but Randy she's with Chris!"

"I know John," Randy sighed, his eyes falling to the ground.

John ran a hand through his short cut hair, "Randy, I didn't want to tell you this, not yet, but Chris is planning to propose."

Randy gasped, alike John he thought that Chris wouldn't even consider such a thing for another year or two.

He turned walking into the bathroom and running the shower, he needed to think things over.