Okay, so I apologize for the long wait for an update. It took me longer to get this one out. The next one is half way done. Please excuse any grammar errors. It's nearly 4 in the morning and I tried to proofread it.

I know I said that this story would be one shots, but the way that this is going I think it will be a full fledged story. We shall see. For the first few chapters, it will be the beginning of Skye and Roman's relationship. The later chapters will take place in 2013-2014., so there may be some one-shot like chapters dealing with different aspects of 2013. Again, we shall see where this thing goes. Also, I'm very new to the sport, so I may not know too much about certain things, so if I'm incorrect about anything please PM me and I'll make sure to fix it.

Thank you so much for those that reviewed. I was quite nervous posting this, but I just couldn't shake the idea from my mind. Hopefully, I won't disappoint. Please review. Also, for fun, I've made a tumblr site that goes with this fic, so check out my profile and take a look. :)

Welcome to Tampa

After losing during her Pay-Per-View match against Beth Phoenix and not being able to win back the Diva's title, Skye had been very bummed by the loss and had thought that nothing would be able to cheer her up - until she received a voicemail from a certain someone that she had met just days prior.

As she ruffled through her duffle bag in the diva's locker room, Skye finally found her phone and dropped down onto the bench with a soft sigh as her eyes gazed at the screen, noticing a missed call from Joe from just a few minutes ago.

Excitement filled her body upon seeing his name. They hadn't spoken since that night in Kissimmee, Florida mainly because of her upcoming match in the PPV Vengeance which was just 2 days later. The only contact that two made were a few texts back and forth when they had a brief moment to do so, but no actual conversations had taken place.

With a small smile, she pressed the phone to her ear after hitting play and waited.

"Hey, Skye, it's Joe. You're probably just now heading back from the ring, but I just wanted to leave you this message. I watched your match and I know it's a loss, but know that you put your heart and soul into it. I was able to see it and the guys I was watching with saw it. You'll get that title back again, I promise, baby girl. You look much better with that title on your shoulder than the Glamazon could ever look." His deep chuckle filled her ear, causing her to nearly squeal. "Anyway, call me when you've had time to relax and unwind after your match. I'm thinking of you. Talk to you soon. Bye."

Hanging up, she stared at the phone with a dopey smile before gathering some stuff then headed toward the shower area to get cleaned up before calling him back.

November 2nd, 2011

A few weeks later, Skye sat at the small desk located in her hotel room staring at the very handsome Samoan man on her computer screen. "I have some news," she told him as soon as the small talk had dialed down.

"Fire away," he responded.

"I've been checking out my schedule and it looks like I have some time off coming up next week, so that means," she stated nonchalantly with twinkling eyes.

"We finally get that first date," he guessed, hopefully with a large grin.

"Yep," she answered happily. "As much as I've enjoyed our long talks and FaceTime's I really would like to see you in person again."

"I know what you mean, baby girl," he agreed, causing her cheeks to warm.

Every time he called her baby girl seemed to render this reaction. "So, you'll be in Tampa, correct," she asked, regaining her composure.

"Yeah the next few shows are there," he answered, nodding. "So, how long do I get you for?"

Glancing down at the calendar before her, she bit her bottom lip, "Well, it looks like I have the 9th through 11th free, but on the 8th I'll be taping Smackdown in Liverpool, so I'll be on the next flight out to Tampa and won't be arriving till the evening on the 9th."

"When you find out the time, let me know and I'll pick you up at the airport."

"Joe, it might be late," she argued softly.

"I insist," he stated firmly.

Smiling, she nodded, "Fine, if you insist then how can I say no?"

"I want to spend every moment that I can with you," he explained simply. "Don't get me wrong. I love seeing your face and talking to you over the phone, but to finally see that beautiful face in person again is a definite must."

She sighed loudly, "You really know what to say to girl to make her lose all ability to think clearly."

He laughed, "Is that a bad thing?"

"For me, yes," she answered, truthfully. When a knock sounded at her door, her head turned in its direction before turning her attention to the man on her screen. "Excuse me, Joe, there's someone at the door." She pushed herself up and headed to her hotel room door, opening it and finding Nikki Bella on the other side.

"Hey," her friend greeted with a cheerful smile. "Busy?"

"Kind of," Skye remarked, glancing back at her laptop. "I'm Facetiming with Joe."

Nikki's eyes widened in delight, "Oh really." She brushed past Skye who stared suspiciously at retreating form before closing the door, and following the brunette further into her room where she found Nikki sitting in front of the screen.

"So, this is Joe," Nikki asked wickedly.

"That would be me," Joe replied, eyeing her curiously. Obviously, he was aware that she was one of the Bella twins, but he wasn't quite sure which one she was.

"Nikki Bella," Skye introduced, saving him from having to guess. "Don't worry. It's hard for a lot of people to tell them apart."

"For now it is," Nikki corrected as she pointed at her chest. "I'm planning on getting my girls worked on and soon everyone will know which twin I am."

Skye rolled her eyes and Nikki laughed.

"Skye is completely against the idea," she explained to Joe, whose eyes lifted to meet Skye's in question.

"I just think that they are unnecessary. I'm happy with what was given to me."

"I have no complaints," Joe reassured, causing her to smile slightly in gratitude.

"You two are absolutely adorable," Nikki commented, seeing her friend blush at the big man's words. "So, when are you two meeting up again? I hope it's soon because this girl can't stop talking about you, Joe."

"Nikki," Skye hissed, wanting to jerk her away from the computer before she humiliated her any further. "You wonder why Brie is my favorite."

Nikki snorted, "What? I'm just stating that you talk about the guy a lot. I mean that should flatter Joe not scare him off."

"I'm sure a few of my friends could say the same about me," Joe told her, making Skye feel less embarrassed. "To answer your question, we were just ironing out the plans. I'll be hopefully seeing your friend as soon as next week."

"Well, don't let me keep you," Nikki said, smiling at Skye. "I have to meet Nick anyway."

"Give Ziggler my best," Skye told her.

"Will do," Nikki returned her attention to the screen. "It was nice talking to you, Joe. I hope that you realize that you got yourself a good one here."

Nodding, Joe spoke, "You don't have to tell me that. Believe me I know."

Nikki glanced over at Skye with a wide smile, "You were right, girl. That voice could really melt the panties off a woman."

As Skye's jaw dropped, Nikki just waved and headed for the door leaving her friend dumbfounded.

Shaking her head, she plopped down in the chair with a groan causing Joe to chuckle. "Please forget those past few minutes even existed."

"So, you got a thing for my voice, huh," he questioned jokingly.

With a small smile, she cocked her head, "Maybe."

"So, it – according to you - could melt the panties off a woman," he asked, intrigued. "Hmm, I may have to use this power to my advantage."

She rolled her eyes, "Don't go and get a big head, fella."

"Well, you were the one that made the statement," he pointed out with devilish gleam in his chocolate brown eyes.

"As if you are unaware of the affect that you have on women," she accused.

"I have no idea what you're talking about," he commented innocently with a smirk.

"Yeah, right, your cousins have told me a thing or two about you being a ladies man in high school and college," she explained, speaking of his twin cousins, Jimmy and Jey Uso, who she had befriended more since learning of Joe's huge family tree in the world of wrestling.

"I've told you to never trust those two," he reminded with narrowed eyes. "You really shouldn't hang out with them. You may change your mind about me. Hang out with Sarona. At least she likes me," he stated speaking of his cousin by marriage aka Tamina.

"Oh, she has a few juicy things to say about you, but you're right she's kinder in some sense." Then she remembered, "Oh yeah. I'm facing her in Liverpool. I'm pretty excited. We've been doing some work in the ring together to prepare."

"Too bad I won't be able to see it happen live, but I'm sure you'll whip her ass. Just keep that between us though, okay?"

She giggled, "Okay, you're secret is safe with me. I'm pleased that we've moved on from your panty melting voice so that my face can return to its natural color."

He smiled sheepishly at her. "Honestly it shouldn't embarrass you. I like that there's something about me that you like."

"Well, it's not the only thing I like," she reasoned. "It's just my favorite thing so far."

"For me it's your eyes," he told her. "I have a thing for your eyes. I find myself getting lost in them. I can't wait to see them in person again."

Her teeth tugged at her bottom lip and she found herself looking away. God, this man and the things he says!

"So," he stated lightly. "What would you like to do on our date?"

Her eyes returned to the screen, "I'm not hard to please."

"I want it to be special," he argued playfully. "I'm not huge on romance, but I'd like for it to be a time that you'd remember."

"I'm a simple girl," she responded, shrugging. "Expensive restaurants are nice, but I don't need that to have a good time. Just being with you will be worth my time, I promise."

He nodded, "I'll think of something."

"So, our first date might result in our first kiss," she said slyly causing him to chuckle.

"It better," he teased, causing her release a soft giggle.

"I think we should get the whole awkward, first kiss thing out of the way ahead of time," she suggested, causing him to raise a brow. "I don't know about you, but I always stressed over the anticipation of that kiss, so I never really got to thoroughly enjoy the date."

"I get ya," he agreed with a slight nod. "So, what do you recommend?"

"I recommend that the moment that we're standing in front of the other that we just kiss."

"In the middle of an airport," he questioned, amused.

She shrugged a shoulder, glancing away again. "I don't know it seems a bit romantic," her eyes returned to his and questioned, "Don't you think?"

"Considering that I've been thinking of kissing you since the very moment that I met you – I'd kiss you just about anywhere, baby girl."

She grinned widely, "Good to know."

The two shared a laugh before falling into another topic of conversation, talking for another a few hours before signing off.

In just under a week, the two would finally be seeing the other in person, and it couldn't come fast enough.

November 9th, 2011

After a very long flight across the Atlantic, Skye's plane finally touched down in Tampa, Florida a little after nine o'clock at night and she couldn't be more ready to get off the plane. She wasn't the best flyer, but in this case it was the anticipation of finally getting to see Joe that had her extra anxious.

The old lady that had been sitting beside the entire flight clearly could see the young woman's anxiety.

"We're finally on U.S. soil again, dear," the old woman commented with a friendly smile. "You have someone special picking you up?"

Skye nodded, "Yeah. Actually this is the first time I've seen him in over a month." She pulled out her compact to quickly check her appearance and gasped, "I look horrible. Can we say yuck?"

The woman beside her chuckled, "You look fine. I'm sure the young man picking you up will have no complaints."

"If you could see what this guy looks like you'd understand my disgust." She pulled out a hair brush from her small carryon bag and tried to tame her wild hair as the older woman stood to join the rest of the passengers as they exited their seats.

Skye stared helplessly at her reflection noticing quickly how tired she looked. She barely slept on the nineteen hour flight and it clearly showed. She really could use a Caramel Frappuccino right about now.

After quickly applying a little makeup to hide those bags under eyes, she released a sigh as she noticed that the cabin was nearly empty.

"Okay," she whispered, closing her bag and standing. "I guess it's time." Slipping the backpack onto her back and grabbing her purse, she stepped into the aisle heading for the exit. "I really hope my appearance doesn't scare him off."

Minutes later, she stepped foot into the airport, her eyes began looking around trying to find Joe in the crowd of people.

Her eyes finally located him and found herself smiling brightly when their eyes met. His face lit up and she quickly headed toward him and he did the same.

When they finally reached the other, there was a slight hesitancy before he finally pulled her in a firm hug. Her arms wound around his waist and just reveled in the wonderful feeling of being in his arms for the first time. God, was he always this massive?

"I can't believe you're finally here," he stated, inhaling.

Her head nodded against shoulder, "I know. I feel like I've waited for this moment forever. I felt like that flight would never end. I apologize for my hideousness."

He pulled back to study her appearance and shook his head, "You never looked more beautiful."

"Liar," she accused, teasingly.

"I would never lie about something like that," he promised, smiling. "Though you do look like you could use some caffeine, so I've had time to scout the place and noticed a Starbucks, so if you're interested…"

"Yes," she stated exasperatedly. "You've read my mind."

"Good, so we'll go grab your bags and then head over there before we leave," he told her, but never released his hold.

Obviously, like her, he hadn't forgotten what they had planned to do the moment they were both standing before the other. His eyes darted to her lips then ventured back to her eyes.

"I do believe we made some sort of arrangement last week," he reminded, causing her to nod and grow a bit nervous.

"That we did," she answered in anticipation.

"No pressure," he insisted as his face lowered slowly.

"I'm not feeling any kind of pressure," she assured, leaning up to meet him halfway. When their lips finally touched, she couldn't ignore the butterflies that filled her stomach as his arms pulled her closer. It was a simple kiss, but there was an obvious spark and Skye couldn't be more thankful. She traveled a long way and would have hated if there had been nothing behind the kiss.

After all, they had connected so much during their phone calls and video chats. This was just icing on the cake.

They pulled away and seemed to stare at each other a moment, neither of them speaking, but both were wearing huge smiles.

She cleared her throat, "So, that didn't suck." She felt his chest rumble with his chuckle.

"It most definitely did not," he proclaimed, reaching up to brush her hair away from her face. "I'm so glad that you're here."

"Me too," she said, loving the feel of his hand upon her cheek.

"How about we go get that coffee now?"

"Do I look that bad," she asked with a groan, suddenly self-conscious of her appearance.

"You look like someone that needs to get her cute little butt in bed," he replied, pulling away, but keeping an arm draped around her, and leading the way toward baggage claim.

"I know we planned our first date for tonight, but I don't think I have the energy to go out," she said apologetically. "Plus, my flight was delayed a bit in Manchester."

"Don't worry," he told her, soothingly. "We have all day Friday to do something together. I have time tomorrow afternoon too before the show. We can get breakfast, and then maybe go take a walk on the beach…"

"That sounds nice," she said smiling. "We can still do something tonight. Maybe order room service and order a movie?"

"Sounds great," he said, pulling her closer to his side as they continued their trek to baggage claim. "Now let's grab your bag and your coffee then hit the road."

She nodded and just enjoyed the wonderful, warm feeling that being pressed to his side felt.

When they reached the location to grab her bags, they parted to be able to keep an eye out. He even allowed her to attempt to retrieve her large bag after her immediate insistence.

He had to admit that it was quite comical watching her as she cursed to herself after the third failed attempt left her bag-less. "May I give it a try," he asked, fighting back a grin.

She glared playfully at him, "What, is this whole display not entertaining enough for you?"

"Actually, I find it adorable, but really at this rate it'll be nearly be midnight before you finally manage to grab your bag."

She motioned at him, "Have at it."

He laughed and took a step forward to the moving conveyor belt and located her large suitcase, easily grabbing it and heaving it off. "Damn, woman," he groaned, placing it on the ground. "What do you have in this thing?"

"I'm a woman who lives on the road," she pointed out defensively. "It's not that heavy. What's the matter? The big, tough Samoan can't lift an itty bitty bag," she teased, poking at his muscled bicep.

"Cute," he commented, throwing her a humorous look. "Let's go get your coffee." When she reached for her bag, he waved her off. "Nah, I got it." He extended the handle, tilting it on its wheels then offered his hand out to her.

Smiling, she laced her fingers through his and allowed herself to be pulled alongside him.

After making it in time before Starbucks closed, Skye got herself a Caramel Frappuccino and they both headed for the exits.

"So, how did you match go with Tamina," he asked when they exited the airport, heading to the parking garage.

Her face lit up as she answered, "I beat her with my swinging neck-breaker. It was pretty awesome match though."

"Congrats," he praised. "She's pretty amazing in the ring."

"You got that right," she agreed. "I mean even Beth and Natalya don't have her strength."

"You're pretty tough too...you're probably one of the strongest female wrestlers in the business now."

"You're just saying that," she said bashfully.

"I'm not saying that to impress you," he cleared. "I really think that. I mean hell you've held every title in every wrestling division you've been in."

With a wide grin, she inquired, "Have you been googling me?"

"Uh," he replied, clearing his throat. "I might have looked up a few things about you. That doesn't weird you out?"

As they approached a vehicle which assumed was his rental, she shook her head, "No, it's cute. I'm afraid to ask what else you read. There's no telling what's being posted about me."

"I'll only believe what you want me to," he vowed as he opened the back door and placed her suitcase inside then reached for her backpack.

Handing it over, she smiled, "Good."

When her things were loaded, he closed the back door and reached for the passenger side door. He pulled it open for her and she smiled in thanks before sliding inside.

Soon they pulled out of the parking garage. "We're lucky. Our hotel isn't that far from the hotel."

"Good, I can't wait to unwind a bit," she stated as she sipped on her beverage. "So, are you ready for your match tomorrow night?"

He nodded his head as he concentrated on the road, "Yeah. I'm going against this new guy – Nick Rogers."

"I can't wait to see you finally wrestle," she remarked excitedly. "I wish I could be ringside, but..."

"I'm cool with our relationship being private," he assured her then bit his bottom lip. "I mean if that's what you want to call whatever this is," he corrected quickly.

"We can figure out how to label this whenever the timing feels right," she said simply and he nodded in agreement. "I mean granted in a normal circumstance we'd know if were compatible and interested in starting a relationship..."

"We should take it slow," he concluded. "I mean this is our first actual opportunity to spend time with each other and we should ease ourselves into it."

"Absolutely," she affirmed, smiling. "So, have you decided what you want to do on our date?"

This brought a sly smile on his face. "It's a surprise," he responded, secretively.

"I hate surprises," she whined.

"Tough," he shot back.

"You're lucky I like you," she muttered with a frown. "Will I like it?"

"I hope so," he answered honestly.

Minutes later, they arrived at the Sheraton Hotel & Suites and Joe parked the vehicle in an available parking spot. After grabbing her things, the two headed inside.

Crossing the lobby floor, Joe waited as Skye walked over to the concierge desk to check in and get her room key.

When she returned, he asked, "What floor are you on?"

"Four," she answered.

"Cool, I'm on the third," he stated and led the way to the elevators.

They stepped inside the compartment and she pressed the #4 button then joined him near the back.

"So, I was thinking that I'd drop you off at your room, so that you could get settled then I'd come back up and we'd order something to eat then order a movie if that sounds good to you?"

"That sounds fine to me," she answered as the elevator came to a stop on her floor. They exited and she led the way to her room.

He carried her luggage inside and placed it on her bed then turned to face her. "So, I'll see you in about a half hour?"

Nodding, she bit her bottom lip and eyed him wondering he was going to kiss her before he left. She rather enjoyed the short kiss at the airport and though she wasn't expecting something extravagant this early on in her visit, but she wouldn't mind another chance to feel his lips against hers again.

"Will it be okay if I kiss you again," he asked her, taking the pressure of her having to ask.

Granting him the permission to do with a quick nod of her head, he stepped forward to place a hand on her hip and the other cupping her face. His head lowered and captured her lips immediately, applying more pressure to this kiss then their previous one.

While it was still brief, it certainly had the same effect on her insides and she pulled away smiling. "See you in a bit," she told him lightly as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

He took few backwards steps toward the door. "Have I mentioned how glad I am that you're here?"

"You did, but I can't say that I'm tired of hearing it," she told him, truthfully.

"Good," he laughed, turning and walking through the sitting area and opening the hotel room door. He glanced over his should and sent her a warm smile before exiting.

When the door closed behind him, she released a tiny squeal before plopping down onto the bed, flat on her back.

An hour and half later, the two were situated on the couch in her sitting area as the romantic comedy Crazy Stupid Love played on the flat screen in front of them.

While they started out sitting on the couch with enough space to fit another person between them, it only took about thirty minutes into the movie before Skye scooted closer. The movement encouraged him to drape an arm along her shoulders, pulling her back against his chest as he reclined his body a bit.

With a small smile, she tucked her legs up onto the couch and sighed. "You know Ryan Gosling's face really does not go with his body."

He snorted, "I don't know how to respond to that. I thought all women liked Ryan Gosling?"

"Eh, he's okay," she stated dismissively.

"Good to know," he chuckled, as she shifted a bit to get more comfortable. "What about my face? Does it go with my body?"

"Most definitely," she answered, turning her head and tilting it up to look at him. Boldly, she leaned up slightly to press a soft kiss to his lips before returning her attention to the movie.

Licking his lips, he pressed a kiss on the crown of her head and tried to concentrate on the movie playing on the screen in front of them. The gorgeous woman snuggled close to him was not helping matters.

The moment that he stepped into hotel room and caught sight of her dressed in her cute pajamas, he was completely enamored. Her attire was simple and was not meant to sexy by any means he was certain, but on her, he couldn't stop staring. She wore a peach colored, loose tank, and floral shorts with gray slippers and his eyes instantly went to her long tanned legs.

He tried not to stare too long, but found it rather difficult.

After ordering some room service before the restaurant closed downstairs and eating a delicious dinner, they had gone through the list of movies from the choices on the screen.

Now here he was with this gorgeous woman and he couldn't remember the last time he was this happy. He knew it was still too soon to know where this was going, but he liked what was occurring so far.

Settling back, he released a soft sigh. Within fifteen minutes, he noticed that her head had rolled to the side, her cheek resting against his chest. Her breathing had slowed signaling that she had fallen asleep.

He wasn't surprised. Even after throwing back the large, frozen coffee, she still appeared exhausted.

After the movie ended, Joe figured he should wake her so that she could sleep more comfortably in her bed. Gently, he shook her, "Skye," he whispered.

She moaned softly, "Hmm..."

"Let's get you to bed, baby girl."

She doesn't move, "Okay," she yawned, snuggling more into his chest.

Smiling, he shifted and slid to the edge of the couch, his left arm still cradling her and he used his other to tuck under legs, lifting her up as he stood.

Carefully, he carried her to the adjoining bedroom where thankfully the covers had been pulled back, and laid her down. Once her head was settled upon a pillow, he reached down to grab the comforter and pulled it upward to cover her.

She shifted to lie on her side, but doesn't wake.

"Night," he uttered, leaning down pressing a kiss to her temple.

She released what sounded like a content sigh and straightened his back. He switched off the bedside lamp and walked from the room to clean up there mess before turning off all the lights and heading out.

The next morning, Skye had awoken around eight all snuggled in her bed with no memory of how she got there. When she realized that Joe must have placed her there, she was beaming.

She was about to call him when she heard a knock at her door. She knew that it had to be Joe, so after quickly trying to tame her bedhead, she walked over to the door and opened it.

He stood outside dressed in and Under Armor tee and shorts. "Hey, how'd you sleep?"

"Great," she answered brightly.

"I was just about to go down to the fitness center to work out and wondered if you wanted to join me."

"Uh sure," she answered after thinking it over. "I'll meet you there."

"See you down there."

Nodding, she watched him walk toward the elevators and she ducked back inside to go and change.

Ten minutes later, she headed toward the hotel's fitness center and found it filled with a few hotel guests. She glanced around the room and found Joe in the middle of doing dumbbell curls. She stood watching him for a few minutes, seeing the sheen of sweat forming at his brow.

She couldn't help, but stare. How could she not? He was quite delicious.

Apparently, she wasn't the only one staring at the fine, Samoan man. She found a tall, blonde woman observing him as well. Soon the woman sauntered over to where Joe was working out causing him to pause and glance at the woman with what looked like mild interest.

He seemed to know her, so Skye concluded that she must have been a fellow FCW wrestler, but with the way that she was angling her body, she obviously had a thing for Joe.

She watched the two chat and found herself feeling a bit jealous of this woman even though she had no reason to be.

Joe's eyes glanced her way and his face seemed to brighten. "Skye, over here," he called out to her.

With a tight smile, she headed his way and felt the woman's blue eyes on her. She didn't miss the slight glare the woman threw her way nor did she care. "Hey," she greeted him as he placed the weights down so that he could step toward her and kiss her cheek.

The leggy blonde woman cleared her throat and Joe glanced her way, "Oh, Skye, this is Summer Rae. She's new to FCW."

"Hi," the woman said tightly, her voice filled with complete fakeness.

"Hello," Skye said in return. Her eyes returned to Joe who was looking at Summer.

"Uh, so I guess I'll see you at the arena," he said simply, and Summer nodded throwing him a flirtatious smile.

"Sure. I'll see you there." She eyed Skye once more before exiting the fitness center.

Skye snorted, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. "Well, she didn't seem too please that I interrupted your conversation."

He chuckled, "She may not have, but I was." When she raised a questioning brow, he continued, "She's been making her way through a few guys on the roster. I guess I'm her next conquest." His eyes bored into hers. "Not that I'm interested."

"She's pretty," she commented, tensely.

"I guess," he shrugged. "Like I said, I'm not interested. I've got a certain WWE diva on my brain."

Her body relaxed at his revelation and she found herself smirking. "Oh really now?"

"Most definitely," he confirmed. "Now are you done with the whole jealousy act?"

"I wasn't jealous," she argued as she headed over to the treadmills just across from where he was lifting weights.

He chuckled, "Oh really? If looks could kill, she'd be six feet under by now."

"I have no reason to be jealous. We haven't committed to anything and you're free to date whoever you choose," she stated, stepping onto the equipment and pressing a few buttons, setting the speed to a brisk walk.

He walked over to stand beside the machine. "Even if we haven't established what we are yet, I have no interest in dating other people. Like I said, you've been occupying my mind too much, baby girl."

"Alright, I believe you," she said shaking her head with a grin. "Now go back to lifting those weights, big guy."

She glanced forward at the mirror in front of her, watching him as he returned to his spot and bent down to swipe up the dumbbells.

Again, she found herself staring at him as he worked out. He had an amazing body there's was no denying it.

As he did a few curls, Joe turned his head in the direction of Skye who was now jogging slowly on the treadmill across the way. His eyes couldn't help but take her in.

She was obviously a runner. She had told him this during one of their many conversations. She preferred running over weightlifting, but she always managed increase her strength through her own strict regimen. She was obviously doing something right.

"I don't think checking me out is going to do anything for you, big guy."

He chuckled, "Probably not, but it certainly helps me pass the time."

She laughed and continued her jogging while he kept checking her out with no regrets whatsoever.

Well? I hope it wasn't too corny. Please Review!

1/2/15: I've changed the girl that was flirting with Joe from Caylee Turner (who I found out is related to Alicia Fox and is no longer wrestling) to Summer Rae for future chapters.