Adam watched Baron as he was seasoning the beef for the barbeque later. Baron was really big on grilling, and Adam had happily accepted the invite. He turned his head to look out the window, and his eyes widened at the sight in the garden.
"Ehm, Baron?" Adam asked. "Do you remember that time where you had a cow walk into your garden?"
"Yes," Baron chuckled. "It came a couple of times. I filmed it for Instagram. The fans loved it."
"Yeah, the cow's back," Adam said.
Baron walked over to the window to look outside. The cow was indeed back.
"God damn it," Baron mumbled. "What is it about my grass that is so appealing to this dumb cow?"
"Come on, it's cute," Adam said.
Baron walked over to the open patio door and sneered at the cow.
"Get off my lawn of I'll throw you on the barbeque tonight!" Baron yelled.
"The cow or me?" A female voice yelled back.
Adam hurried over next to Baron. A woman appeared in the garden. Clearly she had stepped through the same hole as the cow. She looked up at the two men with her arms crossed.
"Who the hell is she?" Adam asked.
"No fucking clue but she's in my garden," Baron said.
"We better go down there," Adam said.
The two men walked side by side down to the woman and the cow. She kept standing there with her arms crossed. Clearly the comment about throwing the cow on the barbeque had not amused her. Once they got closer, they took in how she looked. Her hair was medium brown and braided in a long braid that went all the way down to her knees. Her eyes were bluish grey. She wore a pair of grey shorts, a blue t-shirt and black flip flops.
"You're in my garden," Baron said.
"Sorry," she said. "I was picking up Betsy. She's a fucking escape artist. I keep repairing the fence and she keeps finding weaknesses in it."
"What's your name?" Adam asked.
She looked over at Adam and uncrossed her arms. A little smile appeared on her face.
"Deena," she answered.
"I'm Adam. This here is Baron and he lives here," Adam said.
Deena looked over at Baron who did nothing to hide that he was scanning her body up and down like a starving wolf.
"Someone as fine as you should not be wandering around alone. Things might happen," Baron said.
"Excuse me?" Deena asked.
"I'll protect you, sweet cheeks. I'm having a barbeque tonight. I'd like for you to come. We can get to know each other better. You can even stay the night if you like," Baron said.
Adam's jaw dropped and he just stared at Baron. He couldn't believe Baron would act like such an ass in front of Deena. He was about to say something but Deena beat him to it.
"Do you honestly think I'll date a guy who just threatened to cook my favorite cow? In what delusional world do you live?" Deena asked.
"Get the fuck out of my garden!" Baron snarled.
"With pleasure," Deena said. "No wonder you're so fucking unpleasant. You need to get laid but no one wants to. That's clear as dayligt."
"I said, get out!" Baron yelled.
Deena patted Betsy to get the cow's attention.
"Come on, Betsy," Deena said.
The cow happily started walking out of the garden. Adam was impressed to see how well Deena handled the whole situation.
"Do you drink coffee?" Adam asked.
Deena stopped and turned to look at Adam.
"I do," Deena said.
"Can I take you out one day?" Adam side-eyed Baron. "Alone."
"I would be delighted to go out with you," Deena smiled. "Give me your phone."
"Are you fucking kidding me right now?" Baron asked.
Adam chose to ignore Baron and handed his phone to Deena. She put her number in it and smiled at him.
"It's locked, right?" Deena asked.
"Don't worry. No one will get into it to get your number," Adam said.
"Good," Deena said. "You boys have a lovely evening."
"Cunt!" Baron mumbled.
"I heard that," Deena said. "And this is exactly why you'll never see my cunt. Your boy might. We'll see how well the date goes."
Adam burst out laughing. He couldn't hold it within. Baron gave him an angry look and then stomped back to his house. Deena and Betsy disappeared out of the garden, and Adam decided to go back to Baron. He had hardly made it back inside before Baron was over him.
"I can't believe you just fucking cock blocked me like that," Baron said.
"You cock blocked yourself. She was never gonna go out with you," Adam said.
"Whatever. She wasn't that hot anyway," Baron said.
"Careful, Baron," Adam smirked. "You almost sound jealous."
"I am not!" Baron growled.
Baron slammed a fist down on the beef way harder than necessary. Adam chuckled to himself as he watched Baron beat up the meat. He took out his phone and found Deena's number. He might as well send a text right away.
"Are you free for coffee tomorrow?"
Only a minute passed before his phone buzzed. Baron looked over at him with raised eyebrows.
"What are you grinning at?" Baron asked.
"Deena texted back," Adam looked at Baron. "We're going on a coffee date tomorrow, and she promised to leave her cow at home."
"Stupid fucking cow!" Baron slammed his hand down on the beef again. "If it ever comes back in my garden, I'll cook that grass eating bastard."
"Jealous," Adam singsonged.
"Shut up," Baron said.
There was no power behind Baron's final words. Instead he looked over at Adam again and started laughing at his own stupidity.
"I'm as asshole," Baron said.
"Yes, you are," Adam agreed. "I get it, man. Ever since your wife left, you've been dealing with a lot of anger. You just need to learn not to place that on other women. Deena is not the one who cheated on you. She's not the one who left you for another man."
"I know," Baron sighed. "Have fun tomorrow. Tell her... I don't give a fuck. Tell her what you want. She already hates me. But if you can tell her I'd like to apologize to her one day, it would mean a lot."
"I'll tell her that," Adam said.
A/N:
Sometimes you get inspirations in funny ways. This was me needing to kill some time before watching Summerslam, so I wrote my friend LetsGiveThisOneMoreShot.
Me: Hey, play a quick game with me. Name an animal.
Her: Cow.
Me: Name a male wrestler.
Her: Adam Cole.
She had no idea what she just set in motion by playing my little game. Thank you, cupcake demon.