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The next thing I knew, I was in Mexico with Matt. Mexico, out of all places. We figured no one would think to look for us here.
I bit the nails on my right hand as I stared at the diamond that was on my left.
"Hey… you look worried." Matt said, bringing our suitcases into the room.
"No… I just… well, I'm just thinking."
"About what?"
"Well… the guys… the girls… the whole business in general."
"WWE?"
"Yeah." I tucked my hair behind my ear.
"We'll be back soon… you won't get released, I promise you. Anything else?" Matt asked, putting an arm around me.
I hesitated for a second. "Jason." I whispered.
"Don't mention that bastard's name." Matt said in a disgusted tone. "He's the last of my worries, and should definitely be the last of yours."
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"Ay, Papi… stay, por favor."
Jason rolled out of the bed and pulled his boxers up. He grinned at the small, delicate, Cuban girl in the bed. She was nothing like Amy. Amy was tall, thick, and a tad bit muscular. He licked his lips at the sight of her… wearing nothing but bed sheets.
"Magdalèna, baby… you know I can't stay…"
Magdalèna frowned. "Por què?"
"'Cause, ma… you know I gotta wife…"
"Dios mío… an all ova soden ju love her." Magdalèna got out of the bed and began to dress herself.
"Maggie, baby, no se apure –"
"Don tell me not to werry. Wha ju think I am? I'm no jus some girl to have sex with you. I'm no ju toy."
"I know, I know… look, I'll be back tonight." Jason kissed her neck.
"So den whas de poin off goin' now?" Magdalèna put her hands on her hips. "Ju know… de whole time we – how ju say… 'fool aroun' – ju tell me da ju no love… cómo se llama ella?"
"Amy."
"Sí, Amy. All dis time we fool aroun, an ju tell me da ju no love Amy. Now ju in a rosh to go see her?"
"Baby, it's just to make sure she packed my clothes." Jason lied.
"Pock ju close? For wha?"
"To stay here… with you."
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The next morning, I woke up pressed up against Matt. I looked at him – he was sound asleep. I slowly lifted his arm up and slid out of under him. I put a robe on and stood next to the full-length windows. The view was totally unbelievable.
"Where are you?" Matt mumbled.
"I'm right here." I said, turning to smile at him.
Matt patted the bed. "Come back."
I smiled again and laid next to him. He put his arm back around me.
"You know… the last time we woke up like this, you were drunk as hell." Matt joked.
"And the last time we woke up like this, we didn't do anything the night before."
Matt grinned.
"Did I hurt you?" I asked playfully.
"A little, but it was worth it."
I smiled once again and leaned my head on his bare chest.
"I like waking up next to you." I whispered.
"I probably would, too… but you weren't next to me, so this time doesn't count."
"Maybe next time."
"There'll be a next time?" Matt asked in a hopeful tone.
I giggled. "Maybe."
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