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Chapter One - It was only a Kiss

Coming out of my cage and I've been doing just fine

Gotta gotta be down because I want it all

It started out as a kiss

How did it end up like this

It was only a kiss

'Come on Randy stop looking at her like that, you know she has to know, no one is that nieve and innocent...' I cursed myself. How did this happen? Why couldn't Paul have been ready? Why couldn't any one else have been ready? I should have just said that she couldn't come...She couldn't ride with me. Where was everyone else? Damn her why is she so...so...why is she so her?

"Randy is everything alright?" Her voice sent a wave of chills up my arm. I watched her sweep the hair out of her eyes. This is the one moment I've had tried to avoid. Being alone with her. Me, the arrogant ass who always had something to say to a woman, couldn't speak a word to her.

"I'm fine," I tried to remain calm. But some how it just came off sounding cold and detached.

I watched her fidget nervously with the hem of her skirt as I shifted gears. She bit her bottom lip as she did when she was nervous. 'Focus Randy just three more blocks to the club,' I kept telling myself. 'Damn another red light.'

"Randy, I'm really sorry that you got stuck with me...I know that we haven't really gotten a chance to get to know each other, but with the current situation and all I hoped that you and I could be friends" She said.

'Thank you God for a green light.' I thought.

" I mean we have been working so closely for months now but you are still a mystery to me. I mean, I'd like to know you better...Um, I mean you know us being the same age and all, maybe we could understand each other..." Her voice trailed off.

Trust me no one was more sorry about this arrangement that I was. Get to know her I know her, why can't she see I would be the better choice. What a laugh our current situation. Be friends, I have enough friends. I couldn't just be her friend.

"I don't have friends that are girls unless I sleep with them and with the 'current situation' I would say that is out of the question don't you?" I still wasn't sure why I was being so cold to her I mean, it was my problem the feelings that I had for her. This time I saw her bite her bottom lip and her big hazel eyes fill with what threatened to be the beginning of tears. I wish I could tell her why. I wish I could hold her but what she didn't understand is the 'current situation' prevented it.

I pulled up to the club, the valet opened the door for us. I walked in before her, acting like I had forgotten about her. The owner directed her and I to the VIP room. Paul said that he would call ahead in case that we were the first to arrive. Once in the room with the drinks ordered. I saw her sit down and cross her legs. She looked hurt. Well there maybe now she will leave me alone and let me let go.

"Randy, you know I don't understand, I have tried to be so nice to you. Maybe I a gulton for punishment, but why don't you like me?" She said. She seemed so upset. Why dose she care? Could it be she may actually feel something for me too. No, she was just nice. That was just who she was, it was one of the reasons that I like her so.

"I really would prefer not to talk about this now. The guys will be here soon and given the 'current situation' it would not be appropriate." I said. I threw her an icy stare. I was beginning to hate her. But then again they say you can only hate once you have loved.

This time she stood up and came to where I was sitting. "You know I am damn tired of you attitude Randy. I am a very nice person. I am not going to try to make you like me anymore..."

"Would you please lower your voice? We are in a public place you know?" With this I stood up.

"In a private room. You are not getting out of this one with out an answer. Why do you hate me Randy?" She said. With so much fire it almost melted the ice in my eye.

I just smirked. She was beautiful when she was angry. "You just think you are so special don't you? Dear you are just another conquest to him?"

Anger flashed in her eyes this time and her hand raised to slap me. She underestimated me. I grabbed her wrist which was a mistake. I had forgotten how it felt for my skin to touch hers. I was fighting the butterflies my stomach. I wanted to apologized but a part of this reminded me of foreplay. I was in a sick way enjoying this. I enjoyed hurting her just like I had been hurting. Maybe I did hate her. I raised a eyebrow.

"Randy Orton why do you hate me? I want an answer. How could you say that? You know I am not that kind of girl?" I just held the pose I had her in. I saw the anger in her eyes mix with vulnerably. I wonder if he saw her the way that I do. "Randy why? Why do you hate me?"

In that movement with only me, her and our drinks sweating on to the black lacquered table, I changed our fate forever. Something just changed. "Do you really want me to answer that?"

"Yes." Her voice was almost a whisper and she was closer to me that she ever had been. I knew that she wanted me to.

"If I answer that we can never go back." I whispered back.

"I have to know," She looked up at me. Her big hazel eyes, were deceiving me. It almost looked like she wanted me too. I kissed her. It was the tingles. The tingles that I never admit to having. 'Well, well Mr. Orton I do believe that you have grown a heart.' I thought. She responded and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her kiss was so hungry. Just as was mine.

We had both lost all sense of reality when the door swung open.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

It was only a kiss

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