CHAPTER 6 - DANGEROUS TERRITORY
"Randy?" Mim asked for a third time as she waved her hand infront of Randy's face.
Randy shot straight up in his chair and came face to face with Mim.
"You OK, Randy?" Mim asked as she still got no verball response from Randy.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Randy said running his fingers through his short brown hair "I'm fine."
Mim didn't take her eyes off Randy as she nodded to his response.Randy had been daydreaming for the second time that day. His mind was else where and his hands were still in his lap and not across the table. He looked at Mim as she started flipping through some papers on her pile on the desk the two were seated at. He knew his feelings for her had been strong that night at the restaurant, but being away from her for so long hadn't exactly made the feelings any easier to ignore. He wanted to tell her so many times, but his head refused to let his heart lead him in this situation and everytime he built up the courage to pick up the phone and attempt to dial her number, his head would talk him out of it. He wanted to know how she felt about him. He wanted to know if she felt the same way.
"Anyway," Mim said as she gripped one piece of paper in her hand "What did you have in mind in terms of designs?"
"Mim," Randy softly said, though he was sure she heard it.
"Any colours in mind? Patterns? Text?..." She continued ignoring what Randy'd just said.
"Mim," Randy interrupted her.
Mim slowly looked up from her piece of paper and came face to face with the Legend Killer. His blue orbs were fixed in a gaze on her and she shifted uncomfortably in the awkward silence that filled the room.
"Randy, I.." Mim started before trailing off in silence.
"You?" Randy questioned.
"I don't know what to say?" Mim said as she ran her fingers through her long brown locks. Her eyes remained fixed on the stack of files on the table before her.
"I've missed you," Randy spoke before he thought of the effects of his words. His words caused Mim's head to shoot up and her blue eyes met his.
"Why have you been avoiding me, Randy?" Mim responded.
Curiosity lit up her face as she looked for answers at Randy. He didn't say a word.
"I haven't spoken, let alone seen, you for about 2 months," Mim continued "Did I do something wrong? Was it something I said?"
"No! No!" Randy quickly said "You didn't do anything wrong?"
"Then why this cut off of connection?" Mim questioned further.
"It's hard to explain, Mim," Randy started.
"Why?" Mim questioned again "Why is it so hard?"
"You don't understand," Randy mumbled.
"What is there to understand when you won't talk to me about it?" Mim persisted as her volume increased.
"It's complicated," Randy mumbled again.
"What's complicated? Tell me Randy," Mim said as she reached for Randy's hand "Talk to me Randy. Please."
Randy felt her soft skin against his hand.
"I can't," Randy mumbled again as Mim's grasp on his hand tightened.
"Why not?" Mim asked again as Randy looked up at her.
He gentled squeezed her hand back making her look him in the eye.
"It's complicated," Randy whispered this time.
Mim shuffled her chair around the circular table until she was right next to Randy. She shuffled into a position (still holding his hand) so that she was facing him
"Tell me about it Randy," Mim persisted with questions "Is it Livi?"
"No," Randy answered.
"Hunter?"
"No,"
"Ric?"
"No,"
"Dave?"
"No,"
"Bischoff?"
"No,"
"Ummmm," Mim said as she started thinking.
"You could go through every guy on the RAW and Smackdown rosters and I'd say no to all of them," Randy finally said breaking his mono-syllabic chain of reactions.
"Is it me?" Mim quickly asked.
Randy was left in silence. An awkward silence filled the air and Mim knew the answerShe released Randy's hand before standing up from her seat and heading for the door. However, she was stopped as Randy stepped between her and the wooden frame.
"Randy get out of my way," Mim said in frustration.
She was obviously angry, pissed off and confused about why Randy's problem was with her. She didn't know what she'd said, done, or not done.
"Hear me out," Randy said as he firmly kept his ground.
"I think you've said enough already," Mim said as she looked him in the eye.
Anger and fire flashed in her blue orbs and Randy saw it. She reached for the door handle but Randy moved directly infront of it.
"Randy let me out!" Mim exclaimed as she started to get more and more frustrated.
Her hand darted again for the doorknob, yet this time Randy grabbed her small arm with his large, manly muscular hand. Mim tried to break free the hold.
"Let go of me!" Mim exclaimed as she couldn't loosen Randy's grip.
Randy, however, did loosen his grip but didn't release her arm either. He remained completely calm.
"Randy!" Mim exclaimed again and this time Randy grasped her other arm.
Mim struggled for awhile before realising it was no good. She stopped struggling and looked up into Randy's eyes with a look of defeat and submission. Randy wore an expressionless face as he remained holding Mim's arms. She was almost his height so he found himself on the same level as her (especially in her heels). Before even thinking about what he was doing he advanced forwards. He closed his eyes and planted a soft kiss on her lips. He pulled away almost immediately. He opened his eyes and saw her standing there with her eyes closed. When she slowly opened them the anger and frustration had disappearedand she too wore an expressionless face. What he wouldn't give to know what she was thinking at that moment, but that would have to wait.
Randy still had Mim's arms clasped in his hands when the door opened.
Mim and Randy both turned towards the opening door, both frozen in their positions.
"Randy," Ric said "Hunter wants to speak to..."
Ric suddenly stopped mid-sentence when he saw Mim and Randy standing there. Randy holding Mim's arms in his hands and the slightest shade of pink shimmering off both their lips, but before Ric could speak Randy released Mim.
"Randy was just showing me how to block a punch," Mim said surely as he made her way over to pick up the files from the desk "And Randy, I'll put forwards those ideas with Steph. Bye."
Mim made her way towards the door and let herself out. As the door slammed shut Ric only had a look of confusion on his face as he turned and looked at Randy.
"Let's go see Hunter shall we?" Randy said as he quickly exited the room.
Ric followed close behind him, but neither said a word. Ric was curious about what he'd just walking in on. He knew it wasn't anything to do with defence techniques. What was going on between Mim and Randy? Ric was determined to get to the bottom of things.
