Chapter 5: The Morning After

"Come on Matt! Rise and shine!" Randy shouted, at the door to Matt's hotel room. He had been up since the crack of dawn, and was keen to go for an early morning jog. He felt hyper inside after what had gone on the night before, so much so that he needed to release some of that energy.

Matt wearily dragged himself to the door, opening it just enough to see who had woken him so early in the morning. "Randy? What time do you call this?" he said, yawning. He opened the door and allowed his best friend to enter the room.

"Time to go out and make the most of this beautiful morning!" he said cheerfully, allowing himself to open the curtains in Matt's room. Matt covered his eyes, as the sun shone brightly through the window.

"Randy..." he groaned, being blinded by the light. 'Somebody got out of the right side of the bed this morning.'

"So... Did anything happen with you and... you know... Trish?" Randy asked, with a big smile on his face.

"Trish? No, I just walked her back to her room and said good night. Came back here and... Wait a minute, why am I answering your question? Never mind me! What about you and Molly?!"

The question Randy had hoped to hear. He couldn't wait to tell somebody about what happened with Molly. "I'm telling you Matt... that girl is one of a kind!"

"So..." Matt made some hand gestures, trying to weigh up exactly what they had gotten up to. "Anything happen?"

"You could say that." Randy replied, with a big grin on his face and nodding in satisfaction. Matt's eyes lit up at the premise of them getting on with each other.

"Well? Spill the beans!"

"She couldn't resist my charms man... She left her mark on me, lets just say that much."

"Wow! So you won the bet already?" Matt uttered.

Randy frowned at the mention of the stupid bet... 'Mind you, it's because of that stupid bet that me and Molly interacted in the first place...' he pondered.

"Well no... but we shared a moment between each other." he answered.

"You kissed?" Matt interpreted his reply, to which Randy nodded. "Man, you made out with Molly Holly... I'm astounded."

"You and me both... She's a dark horse, I tell you."

"How did she let you get away with that?"

"Let me get away it? Matt... She kissed me!" Randy replied, emphasizing that it was Molly that made the first move.

Matt began to laugh uncontrollably, so much so that he fell onto his bed and rolled around hysterically. 'Molly threw herself at him... Good one Randy!'

"What's so funny?" Randy asked, in reaction to Matt's conduct. "I mean... I was prepared to just say good night, but she insisted on kissing me!"

"That is one of the funniest things I have ever heard mate!" Matt responded, not believing a word of what Randy was saying. "Next you will be telling me that you love her?!"

Randy went all sheepish and didn't need to answer the question for Matt to realize that maybe his friend was telling the truth. "Oh my... You do love her?"

"Well... um... maybe." Randy said, sticking his chest out proudly. He wasn't going to be made to feel ashamed for having feelings for her. "She's a really nice person, and we clicked. Is there something wrong with that?"

"Not at all mate... not at all. I'm just a bit shocked."

"Stuff the bet... I'm not interested in that. I am interested in her though... I just hope that she will wake up this morning and feel the same way about me." Randy said, praying in his heart that Molly would indeed wake up and not regret the night before.

"So? What happened already?!" Trish asked impatiently. She had been waiting all morning to hear the scoop on what happened the night before between Randy and Molly. Molly's cheeks flushed a bright shade of red as Trish probed her for answers.

They were in a small diner, getting something to eat before their afternoon workout together. They liked to do a five mile jog, head straight for the gym to do some weights, before finishing off with a five mile ride on the exercise cycles. To most that would have been a punishing schedule, but to the two divas it was a normal routine. Some days they might jog further, if the weather was nice. It was a beautiful morning, so there was the prospect of that happening.

Molly took a bite out of her slice of toast, and washed it down with some freshly squeezed orange juice. Once she had cleared her mouth, she got round to answering Trish's demands. "Last night you mean?"

"Well, of course!"

"Randy and I had a lovely conversation, had a few more drinks, he walked me up to my hotel room and we said good night to each other." Molly replied, leaving out the juiciest details.

"Is that all?" Trish inquired, hoping to uncover some sensational gossip. She'd known Molly just about long enough to realize she was probably wasting her time; that never stopped her.

"We kissed." Molly replied, in a matter of fact manner.

"Aww, come on..." Trish started, expecting Molly to rebuff her question; then what she'd heard hit home. "You kissed?!" Trish's expression twisted as she envisaged the idea of Molly kissing Randy.

"Yeah."

"You kissed Randy Orton. Oh my lord." Trish replied, flabbergasted by Molly's admission. She was not only astonished by it, but seriously jealous too. Jealous to the point of being angered about it, especially considering how unflustered Molly was. When Trish had sent the message to Molly's cell phone after leaving the bar, she had hoped things would go well; but after discovering that they had kissed, it was as if a switch had gone off in her head and caused her to see things totally differently. It hurt her so much...

"We had a good night. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time." Molly justified her actions.

"Don't tell me you are regretting it?"

"Perhaps..." Molly replied forlornly. In her heart she felt like she had a valid reason for kissing Randy, at the time... but was concerned that maybe the wine she had been drinking could have clouded her judgment somewhat. 'Randy probably won't look at me twice, when he sees me later today...'

"I cannot believe you sometimes Molly..." Trish was annoyed by Molly's negativity, as well as the way she seemed to be taking it all for granted.

"I don't want to get my hopes up. I mean, Randy could have any girl he wanted... why me?"

'Exactly.' Trish thought; she felt it should have been her that he had eyes for. "Who knows. I'd be careful with him, with his reputation and everything."

Molly paused as she went to take another bite from her toast. She put it back down onto her plate, then looked up at Trish. She picked up on how downbeat Trish looked, she had expected her to be much more enthused about what she had told her, than she was. As far as Randy's reputation was concerned, she knew that he had a shady past; he'd admitted as much during their conversation at the bar... But she wanted to know exactly what Trish was driving at in bringing it up. "What do you mean, his reputation?"

"I've heard that he forces himself on girls." Trish said, making up a rumor that did not exist.

"He didn't force himself on me."

"Sure he did, if he kissed you!"

"I kissed him." Molly pointed out.

"Yeah, okay Molly... We all know you are not like that." Trish came back, finding it amusing that Molly would even suggest she instigated the kiss. She knew that Molly was not the sort of person to lie about something of that magnitude though.

"I'm telling the truth." Molly avowed. "I'm going to speak to him later, then I'll have a better idea of whether it was a mistake or not."

"Okay. Be careful... I don't want to see you get hurt." Trish said, as dark thoughts circled menacingly around her mind. 'Molly and Randy together... over my dead body.'