The next morning, Rae woke up to a monstrous hangover. She barely opened her eyes to the peeking sunlight in her room. As she covered her eyebrows, she squinted to look at her surrounding areas.

And her surrounding areas didn't remotely look like her bedroom.

Rae opened her eyes more and found that she was in the study. As she adjusted her seeing, she also realized that she was wrapped in sheet—and naked underneath. What the?

Slowly recounting the prior night's activities, Rae tried to figure out exactly what happened between the time she came home to her current state. The last thing she remembered was telling Dave how much she wanted to give him head. Oh, that is just fucking great! Now he thinks I'm a slut.

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty." Dave smiled as he stood by the entryway.

Rae turned her head slightly to face him. "Good morning."

Dave walked over and sat on the bed. "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit."

"Well, you kinda look like it, too." He smiled.

"You know if I wasn't so hungover I would kick your ass."

"Yeah, but you are." Dave smiled. "Did you want anything to drink?"

"Um, some water. Ice, cold, refreshing…water."

"Sure." Dave got up and headed towards the kitchen. "You had me a little worried last night."

"What happened?"

"After I put you to bed, you passed out immediately." He said from the kitchen. "But thirty minutes later, you woke up—throwing up."

"That's attractive." Rae muttered.

"And you threw up everywhere except the trashcan. I had to wash the sheets and take your clothes off." Dave then walked back to the bedroom and handed Rae her water, along with two aspirin. "The carpet cleaners will be here later."

Rae sipped her water and downed her aspirin. "That bad?"

"It's not a whole lot, but it's enough to where the fan is turned on to full blast and the windows are open." Dave smiled.

"Great."

Dave rubbed Rae's bare back. "Don't worry about it. We've all had our drunken moments of bliss. I've done some pretty stupid shit being drunk as well."

"Oh, I know you have." Rae laughed. She then turned her attention to her lack of attire. "About that comment I made last night?"

"About how you want to suck me off?" Dave laughed.

"Um, yeah, that one." Rae felt her cheeks were on fire. "I didn't mean that."

"You didn't?"

Hell yeah I did. "I was drunk, David."

You weren't that drunk, Rae. "Fair enough."

Rae felt uneasy about asking the next question about her curiosity was getting the best of her. "So…um…you saw me naked?"

Dave nodded. "No, I didn't, Rae. I asked Casper the Friendly Ghost to remove your clothing for me."

"One more time, David…"

Dave kissed the side of her head to silence her. His mind briefly flashed back to staring at Rae's body. Despite her being obviously incoherent and nauseated, she was a sight for sore eyes. Her full D cups were standing at attention and her butterfly navel ring was just mesmerizing. Her thick thighs and light brown skin were begging him to do things that were unimaginable.

But her sick state snapped him back to reality. And the last thing he needed while he was feasting on Rae was her throwing up in a nearby trashcan. "Don't worry, I didn't compromise our relationship. I'm about to head to the gym now. I'll be back before the cleaners get here. Just rest and take it easy, okay?"

"Okay." Rae grinned.

Dave got up and headed out the door. "If there is anything that you need, just call me on my cell."

"Okay. Oh, and Dave?"

"Yes?"

"Thank you." She whispered.

Dave nodded and smiled. "Anytime, Rae."

As Rae rested again on the sofa bed, she wondered if Dave liked what he saw when he took off her clothing.

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A month has passed since Dave began staying at Rae's apartment. And his temporary stay quickly turned into a semi-permanent living situation. He rented a storage unit to store some of his items while he kept the majority of his personal belongings at Rae's apartment.

But their sleeping arrangements didn't change. While Dave kept his clothing in Rae's studying, he still slept in the same bed as she did. And neither was willing to change the current arrangement. The twosome became quite used to spending evenings at home, watching TV, having dinners or having semi-family nights when Dave's daughters came over.

Still, the living situation confused everyone but Rae was satisfied with status quo. She figured that if Dave wasn't going to sleep with her, he wouldn't be foolish to bring some other female home. I'll kill that asshole if he did. The questions from the wrestlers and the Divas eventually stopped and Trish hasn't heard of any new whispers about Dave and another Diva.

But it didn't stop the harassment Dave faced from one of his best friends. "So did you sleep with her finally?" Hunter asked.

"And good evening to you, too, Paul." Dave laughed over the phone.

"Hey, it's been two months since you started to live with her and I'm just wondering…"

"I'm not living with her, man. I'm just staying with her until I find a place of my own."

"And it's taken you two months?"

"Finding a place while I'm training is hard. Plus, I still have to go through the divorce procedures and visits with my daughters…"

"Plus, you're just pussy to try anything…"

"Not funny, Paul."

"I'm not laughing, motherfucker." He replied. "What is your problem, man? Do you know how many guys would have taken advantage of her by now?"

"Yes and you just nailed it right there. I'm not going to take advantage of her. If I wanted an easy lay and hit it easy, I would've done it the first night."

In the kitchen, Rae finished putting away the dishes and decided to see if Dave wanted to go see a movie with her. As she walked to the study, Rae caught the tail-end of Dave's phone conversation. "It's just not that way with her. I just don't see Rae like that." She heard him say.

Rae felt humiliated and stupid at the same time. She wanted Dave to see her for something other than his best friend and it was to no avail. He had seen her naked and didn't make one single comment regarding her appearance, which Rae concluded meant that he didn't find her that appealing.

And Rae had enough of Dave's perfect gentleman mannerisms. By now, he's had damn near two months to make his move on her and he didn't attempt. She also concluded that if something sexual was going to happen, it would've happened by now. Rae decided that if Dave wasn't going to make a move, she was going to take matters into her own hands—or someone else's for that matter. She picked up her cell phone and dialed someone who she knew wouldn't hesitate to take advantage of her.

"Hey, could you come over and keep me company for a little bit?"

"How many condoms should I bring?" Randy replied.