Where the Heart is
A few weeks later, Skye was delighted to find out that she was going to continue valeting her older brother the and about the upcoming storyline that would be circulating between Punk and Paul Heyman.
After Punk's loss at WrestleMania, he had returned from his hiatus a changed man – a focused one at that and he was trying to take the reins on his career and get back that title that he had lost those many months ago.
The storyline had started at Payback where Punk made his return to face Chris Jericho. Paul had spent the weeks leading up to the event being Punk's mouthpiece and by the time that he returned Punk had been a changed man.
When he returned, he was determined as ever to get back into the running for the title. After Vickie had announced the main event involving Punk and Del Rio, Punk requested that Heyman and Skyler remain backstage during the match. Skyler understood while Heyman seemed offended, but relented and kept his mouth shut. So, the three part ways and Punk got ready for his match.
Little did Punk know that a certain Beast would appear after his DQ win over Alberto, who had rushed off when Dolph Ziggler appeared, leaving Punk perplexed when Brock made his way down the ramp.
Brock entered the ring with Punk's eyes following his every move and watched as he grabbed a microphone. Only Brock had nothing to say and instead abruptly grabbed Punk and preformed his F-5 move sending the other man flying to the mat next the fallen microphone.
June 24th, 2013
Monday Night Raw
After the sudden appearance of Brock Lesnar after Punk's match with Del Rio last Monday night, Paul Heyman had finally stopped avoiding him and was now calling Punk out to the ring to talk about the rumors that had been floating around backstage about his so-called involvement with The Beast's attack.
So, while her brother went out to talk to Paul after Paul initial speech to the WWE crowd, his sister stood backstage watching with her arms crossed as her eyes watched their interaction on the TV in front of her. Early on in the evening, she had given her two-cents on the whole situation when both had found out that Paul was in building. She made it very known that she believed that Paul himself had ordered the attack on her brother.
"Why do you say that," her brother had asked as she watched him taping up his wrists, preparing for not only hearing his manager out, but for his match with Darren Young.
"His ego was challenged," Skyler pointed out incredulously. "The moment that you told him to keep his ass backstage and not accompany you to ring last Monday, he's been waiting for the moment to sick that monster on you."
"I think you're reaching a bit," Punk dismissed.
"I'm not overreacting! I've told you from the beginning back when Heyman approached you in ECW that I didn't like the fact that he had a bad reputation of stabbing people in the backs. He's conniving. Vindictive –"
"As am I," her brother interjected. When her sister gave him an exasperated look, he sighed. "Look, I'm not saying that I'm not skeptical myself, but I'm going to get answers. I want to look him in the eye as he pleads his case."
"Punk," she sighed. "He was behind it. I know he was. He was embarrassed when you went out on your own. What if he turns on you?"
Punk tossed the tape aside and placed each of his hands on his younger sister's shoulder with his eyes locking into hers. "Don't worry so much. I'll know if he's lying or not."
Her doubt was very much evident on her face. "He's a good talker. Don't let yourself fall for his lies, please."
"If you're worried about Lesnar…"
"Of course I'm worried about him! I've seen him destroy wrestler after wrestler. He is not someone to be messed with!"
Punk cocked a brow at her, "So, you don't think I have a chance against him?"
When her brother made the sharp retort, he backed away and shook his head. "I'm not saying that," she quickly cleared. "I'm just...I'm just trying to look out for you. Heyman's not. I don't believe for a second that he had no idea that Brock was going to attack you."
"I guess we'll be finding out tonight," Punk stated firmly. "So, I don't want you out there."
Her eyes widened, "What, why?"
"I won't be able to concentrate and figure out if he's being honest if you're out there trying to provoke him into a fight. I know you, Skye. You may have made up your mind about him, but I haven't. He's still my friend and I'm going to be loyal to my friend until I feel otherwise. I need to be the one to make the decision not to trust him – not you."
With a slight glare, she nodded, "Fine. Do it your way, but keep your guard up. I'll be watching as the weasel attempts to convince you that he's innocent and you'll see it for yourself tonight."
"Are you done," her brother asked edgily.
"Yes," she answered, tightly.
He gave her a pointed look. "Good. Look, I've got this. I promise. Stop worrying about me."
Crossing her arms firmly across her chest, she snorted, "It's my job to worry. If you didn't have me, you'd be in jail or something." This caused him to scoff and shake his head. Her face softened again. "Punk, just promise me something – go with your gut on this and not your heart. I get that he's your friend, but friends stab each other in the back all the time especially in this business. I'm your blood. The last thing I would ever do is steer you wrong and make you believe something that isn't there. It's there and it's going to present itself whether it is tonight or some other night."
"Let me handle it my own way," he told her, firmly. "I can make my own decisions and I don't need you or anyone else for that matter telling me what I should do. Just drop it and just have my back on this."
"What the hell do you think I'm doing," she yelled, throwing her hands up.
"I don't have time for this," her brother scowled. "Just stop, okay? I'm going out there and getting some answers. Believe me when I say that I know what the hell that I'm doing."
"Fine," she bit out.
"Fine," he echoed, turning and walking away.
The camera zoomed on the anxious yet ticked off face of Skyler Grace before going black.
Presently, she watched stunned from her place watching the screen as her brother hugged the backstabbing weasel, obviously believing everything that the man had to say.
A throat cleared from behind her and she turned annoyed to find Renee Young standing there. "Skyler, can we just get a quick word about what just transpired out there with Paul Heyman and your brother?"
Turning her back on the now blank television screen, she faced the blonde reporter freely. "My brother," she began before releasing a soft, aggravated sigh. "Obviously, my brother has his blinders on. What's left for me to do, but to accept the fact that he's making one of the biggest mistakes of his career by trusting that lying, slithering snake over his own sister? So, what I have to say seems pretty damn pointless don't you think, Renee?"
Not allowing the woman to respond, Skyler turned and walked away.
Later on that night, the camera was following CM Punk closely as he chased after his sister who had just nearly knocked Paul Heyman out in the locker room after joining the two men after Punk's match with Darren Young. Heyman had interfered yet again by involving Curtis Axel and Skyler just wanted to openly point out that the manager CLEARLY couldn't keep his nose out of Punk's business.
"Will you stop already," her brother called out to her retreating form.
With a huff, Skyler came to a halt and turned to face him, arms crossed. "What?"
"Look, you need to chill out," he advised, running a hand over his short hair in exasperation.
"Chill out," she questioned with wide-eyes. "Apparently, I'm not allowed to have an opinion especially since you refuse to listen to anything that I have to say!"
"I listened, but I didn't agree, okay? It's my choice, so get over it!"
"You're making a mistake," she pointed out, lowly.
He sighed and rolled his eyes. "He's right about you, you know? You're too damn paranoid – why is that? Do you feel threatened by him?"
Her jaw dropped as the very words that Heyman had said about her in the ring during Punk and his heart-to-heart moment were thrown back at her. "I'm not threatened by him nor am I paranoid. You're obviously not thinking clearly and the fact that you can believe a man who's nearly betrayed everyone in his career over me – your own flesh and blood speaks volumes. Well, consider this topic of conversation over. I'm done trying to reason with you."
With a tight smile, she continued, "Obviously, I see where I rank and whose opinion you value more, so this is me tell you that you're on your own." His face changed from being ticked off to confused. "I've had your back my entire life and when that swine double-crosses you and he will – I won't be here for you to turn to. Not anymore. I'm out." Turning on her heel, she walked away from her brother leaving him to stand there in shock.
He continued to watch her retreating form until she disappeared around a corner.
After filming the whole altercation with Phil, Skye met up with Joe, Jon, and Colby in the parking lot to head off to the next venue for Smackdown in the next city of Columbia, South Carolina. Luckily, it was only a two hour drive.
"Hey fellas," she greeted as Joe grabbed her bags and hauled them into the back of their small SUV.
"Great segment with your brother," Colby commented as he dug through the pockets of his skinny jeans for the keys.
"Thanks," she replied, hugging her arms around her man. "This starts my two weeks away from television." She frowned slightly at this. She was usually involved in Raw and Smackdown some ways, but at least she had a couple of house shows that she was scheduled to do that weekend.
"All part of the storyline, babe," Joe pointed out. "From the way it's beginning, it sounds like it's going to be huge."
"I sure hope so," Skye grinned. "It's pretty big for a diva to be a part of something like this."
"You're not just any diva," Joe immediately stated. "Only you could handle this much exposure and you're rocking it."
"He's not biased by any means," Jon spoke up as he walked over to the passenger side and hopped into the passenger seat.
Skye rolled her eyes as Colby laughed and went to climb behind the wheel. She returned her attention to her boyfriend and smile, "Thanks for the kind words, big guy."
"It's sort of my job," he told her, placing a soft kiss to her lips which she accepted and returned eagerly.
That was until a loud honk of the horn caused them both to jump apart and glare toward the rental.
Colby stuck his head out, "We have to get on the road, so wrap that up, will ya?"
Shaking his head, Joe turned back to Skye and laughed, "You heard the man." With that, the both of them climbed in back and the four was soon on their way to the next venue.
At the Smackdown taping the next evening, Skye was walking around the back while Joe and company got ready for the show. Her eyes were glued to her phone that she wasn't paying attention to where she was going until she slammed into another body.
Her phone dropped to the ground and landed at her feet. She quickly apologized and reached for her phone at the same time as the other person causing their heads to collide.
"Ow," she uttered, backing away and letting herself finally glance at who she had bumped up to.
Randy chuckled as he swiped up the phone with his free hand while his other pressed to his forehead. "I see walking and staring at your phone still remains to be an issue for you."
"Ha, ha," she stated dryly as she grabbed the phone from his offered hand. "Sorry. I was just checking my twitter. There's a lot a buzz over last night and I was kind of enthralled."
"No worries," he stated, smiling.
Since it was very evident that not only would she have to coexist in the same place with not only her ex-boyfriend, but her current boyfriend as well there was no avoiding Randy Orton. So, the three of them tried to find a happy medium and that would include being civil and professional around the other especially when Randy was involved in matches with the Shield.
In all honestly, Joe had pointed out that it would have been wonderful to never have to occupy the same space as the same man that had broken Skye's heart, but it was inevitable.
"So," Randy spoke up before his attention was distracted by a dark-haired woman.
Skye watched as the woman slid up to Randy's side and purred, "Hey, baby. I've been looking for you all over the place."
"Well you found me," he grinned and motioned toward Skye. The woman looked her way and plastered a fake smile on her face. "Uh, Kim, this is Skye."
"Right, the ex," the woman commented, hugging her arms around Randy's waist. "How could you let this guy go?"
Skye snorted, "The cheating helped make the decision a bit easier." While Randy grimaced, Kim seemed unfazed.
"Obviously you couldn't keep him interested," Kim pointed out, snottily. "I mean perhaps he needed a real woman, not some little girl."
"Uh yeah, the three years difference between him and I was truly the real reason for the split," Skye commented dryly. As she fought the urge to really give this woman a piece of her mind, Skye turned her attention back to Randy, "I really don't have the energy to get into it with your rebound skank, so I should go. Good luck on your match, Randy. As always, it's always interesting bumping into you."
With a withering glance at the bitch at his side, she turned and continued on her way noticing Nikki approaching slowly with crutches tucked under her armpits.
"That looked fascinating," the Bella commented, catching the couple over Skye's shoulder walking away hand in hand.
"As if running into him isn't worse enough – I mean don't get me wrong we've been pretty amicable lately, but now I have to deal with his flavor of the week, too?" She glared in the direction the couple had took off in and growled, "Seriously, the nerve of that woman!"
"Simmer down," Nikki laughed. "She's just trying to get a rise out of you because she feels threatened."
"Threatened or not that bitch needs to stay in her lane before she sees a different side of me."
Nikki chuckled, "I'd pay to see that. Now calm down because I need all your focus on me now, okay?"
Skye eyed her curiously, "What's going on?"
"Well, John wants me to meet his family in his hometown," she began and sighed, "which happens to be tomorrow night – the same night of Nattie's wedding."
"And you need my help to tell the bride-to-be that you won't be present," Skye concluded with a smirk.
"Right," Nikki answered with a whine. "It's not all the time that John gets to see all of his family at once and he really wants me there."
"Then tell Nattie that," Skye told her. "She'll probably be a little upset because she's stressed out over everything, but she'll understand – maybe not right away, but she will."
"Are you sure," Nikki implored, biting her bottom lip. "Can't you just be my best friend and tell her for me?"
Skye gave her an amused look, "Suck it up, Bella. You are going to be the one to tell her not me."
If she could stomp her foot, Skye was sure that Nikki would have, but the brunette nodded, "Fine. I guess I better go find her."
"Good luck," she called to her friend as she crutched away.
June 26th, 2013
(the next day)
In Sarasota, Florida, it was now the day of Nattie and TJ's wedding and Skye with her red bridesmaids dress draped over a nearby chair and standing with Nattie in her bridal suite along with Trinity and Brie who had arrived just moments ago.
"So," Nattie began, reaching for the door and closing it fully. "Jaret's coming." She sighed. "And the thing is, when I invited him to my wedding, my word is my bond."
"Did you tell, TJ," Trinity asked her in a hushed whisper.
"No, how do I always get myself in these awkward positions?"
"Honestly," Brie agreed with Skye nodding.
"If we can just get through this night smooth sailing, no tension, it'll be great," Nattie wished aloud.
"Well, maybe you should start with a huge glass of champagne," Skye suggested, walking over to grab the bottle nearby and a wine glass.
"That would be perfect," Nattie replied.
As she poured the drink, Skye spoke up, "So I think when that pastor does that whole part where he asks 'if you object to this union, please stand up or forever hold your peace', I think someone needs to be on standby if Jaret decides to let his true feelings known."
"For real," Trinity voiced.
"I can get Joe to spear his ass," Skye offered as she brought over Nattie's drink and handed it to her.
"Or we can do like a double dropkick," Brie suggested pointing to herself and Trinity.
"Oh yeah girl I'd be up for that," Trinity declared with a laugh.
"Sounds good," Nattie responded after sipping her wine. "Throw in a clothesline, too."
"Well, I'm needed in the other room for hair and make-up," Skye announced, heading over to grab her dress from the chair. "I will see you ladies downstairs afterwards." Her eyes moved to the bride-to-be. "Nat, no worries, no one is going to ruin this wedding."
"Thanks girl," Nattie stated gratefully.
"Hey, as the head bridesmaid, I got your back," Skye told her, jokingly.
Nearly a half hour later, Skye walked down the staircase to join the rest of the WWE guests which contained Joe, Brie and Bryan, Trinity and Jon with his twin Josh, and TJ all sitting at a long table.
When she entered, she was greeted by few a whistles and she laughed, nodding her head. "Yeah I know, right?" This got a few chuckles and her eyes zeroed in on her man looking rather hot his white dress shirt and grey slacks with a black belt with silver buckle.
Joe stood up from where he was sitting a seat apart from Bryan to greet her, "I thought the bridesmaids weren't supposed to take the attention away from the bride?" He hugged an arm around her, pulling her close, and placed a kiss to her temple.
"Nattie looks stunning," Skye responded with a grin aimed at TJ. "I highly doubt anybody is going to be looking at anyone but her."
"Well, no offence to Nattie," Joe stated, lowly. "I think my focus will be all on you, lo'u au."
Skye's body warmed at his nickname for her which in Samoan meant my love. "You're sweet," she commented, eyeing him up and down. "You look pretty hot yourself, mister."
"Well, I have to make sure that I can measure up to you somehow," he relented smoothly.
She chuckled, "You do pretty well without the effort, fella."
"So, how is Nattie," TJ questioned once the two took their seats with Skye sitting between Bryan and Joe.
"She's fine. I mean she is accepting the fact that the ceremony must be moved indoors because of the rain, but she's getting her hair finished and soon she'll be in her dress – so worries, Teej."
TJ nodded with a grateful smile.
While the groom began talking with the Uso brothers, Skye leaned over to her man, "So, babe, I have a mission for you. It's yours if you choose to take it."
He chuckled, "If it doesn't involve taking out TJ so the bride can bail – lay it on me."
Tossing a quick glance towards TJ, Skye moved closer to talk in a whisper. "Well, you remember that friend of Nattie's – Jaret?" He nodded and she continued, "Well he may or may not be showing up today and I've given Nattie my word that I wouldn't let him interfere at any point during the ceremony, so…" Her eyes danced with mischievousness. "When I give the signal, I want you to spear his ass before he opens his mouth."
"You can't be serious," Joe remarked in amusement.
"Look, I'd take care of the guy myself, but there's only so much that I can do in this dress..."
"I can think of a few things," Joe pointed out, his eyes darkening.
She snapped her finger at him, "Okay, focus, big guy it's important."
He rolled his eyes, "I highly doubt it's going to be needed..."
Just as he said that, a man entered the room for which TJ stood and greeted, "Jaret, hey, how are you doing?"
Skye turned her body and flashed a look over to Brie and Trinity who both wore wide-eyed looks themselves.
As the two men shook hands and Jaret took a seat beside the groom, the rest of the occupants sitting at the table seemed to be bracing themselves and waiting with baited breaths as the two men began talking.
It was just thirty minutes until the ceremony. The last thing anybody wanted was for it to be called off now!
The two men made simple small talk before Jaret finally admitted, "Yeah, well, we've been talking a bit lately..."
With her hand shielding her mouth, she quickly uttered lowly, "Spear, spear, spear," to Joe who stared at her in bewilderment. She gave him a pointed look and he just shook his head at her.
When Jaret admitted to giving Nattie a spray tan back in Calgary, Skye nonchalantly excused herself, heading for the door.
Once she was out of the room, she quickly darted to the stairs with her heels clicking away at the marble flooring.
When she entered the bridal suite, Eva Marie, JoJo, Ariane and her boyfriend Vinnie were standing inside chatting with the bride."
"Skye, you look amazing," JoJo commented.
She nodded rapidly, "Yeah, yeah, I know." Her eyes moved to meet Nattie's. "May day, may day, we have a bit of a situation downstairs involving a certain someone whose name rhymes with Faret."
"No way," Nattie uttered with wide, alarmed eyes.
"Oh yeah," Skye confirmed with a firm nod, "and he's currently telling TJ about the spray tanning thing so..."
"Are we missing something," Ariane asked glancing at the two of them.
"Too much to tell and not enough time to tell it," Skye answered as her phone buzzed in her hand and she stared down seeing the text from Brie.
He just mentioned their dinner date! Now they are leaving the room! CRISIS ALERT!
"Oh this could be bad," Skye muttered. "Um, Nat, you should probably think of how you're going to explain all of this to TJ because I predict that he will be making an appearance any minute now."
"Shit," Nattie cried as she breathed in and out.
"Okay, Nat, just calm down," Skye reassured her as she crossed the room, bypassing their friends. "Look, just tell him the truth and assure him that he's the only one that you want and things should be fine."
A throat cleared from the doorway causing everyone to turn in that direction. "We need to talk," TJ stated.
"Okay," Nattie answered hesitantly.
"We'll let you guys have room," Skye announced, waving her hand at the other guests, and ushering them toward the door. She flashed a quick sympathetic look toward her best friend before following the women and Vinnie out the door.
As she walked arm in arm with one of TJ's friends, Skye shot a looked to her right where Joe and her friends were sitting and flashed them with a thumbs-up signaling all was well which was obviously since TJ was now standing at the end of the aisle awaiting his bride.
When she took her place with the rest of the bridesmaids and awaited the matron of honor, Nattie's sister, Skye's eyes locked onto to Joe's which were staring over at her from he was sitting in the second row beside his cousin, Josh.
He gave her a broad smile as she winked at him then both of their attention went eventually to the upcoming bride being escorted by her father and her cat Gizmo in her arms.
While the ceremony went on, Skye couldn't help but let her eyes travel over to her man sitting there watching her as well.
They both shared a secret smile before TJ and Nattie were announced husband and wife.
Skye clapped along with the other wedding attendance as the two shared their first kiss as a married couple, sealing their union.
After taking numerous pictures with the bride and groom along with their families, the wedding party entered the ballroom where the reception was being held and the party got started.
Minutes into watching the bride and groom dancing together for their first dance, Skye turned to Joe and grabbed his hand, pulling him reluctantly to the dance floor to dance near Bryan and Brie.
"It was a beautiful wedding, huh," she asked him as he pulled her close.
"That it was," he agreed. "Ours will be better though."
This earned him a shy smile from the beautiful woman in his arms. "You think so?"
"Definitely," he confirmed, nodding.
"You think about that kind of stuff," she asked softly.
"Sure," he answered without hesitation. "Don't you?"
She shrugged a shoulder, "You're talking to the same woman that was afraid to say those three little words; in fact, I'm pretty sure I ran."
"But you've never said that you weren't in this for the long haul," he pointed out, comfortingly. "Doesn't the long haul involve marriage somewhere down the road?"
"Well, I guess when you put it that way."
"Look, I'm not proposing this very second," He assured her. "Just know that it's something that I want to do when the time is right."
"You mean when I'm ready," she snorted.
"You are ready," he stated firmly. "You just don't know it yet. Have faith in yourself, baby girl."
This caused her to smile. "You're right."
"That's bound to happen a time or two," he teased causing her to swat at his shoulder playfully.
Shaking her head, the two continued to dance along with the various couples.
An hour later, Skye made her way off the dance floor over to where Joe was standing with his cousins and Trinity.
"Tough luck, babe," Joe told her as he pulled her pouting form to his side after she was unsuccessful at catching the bouquet.
"Did you see Brie?" Skye huffed, "She practically Brie Mode my ass out of the way so that she could catch the damn thing!"
The woman in question strolled up with Bryan. "You weren't aggressive enough, so quit whining."
"Well, excuse me! I didn't think it was going to end up being a battle royal for the bouquet," her friend threw back.
Everyone chuckled and Trinity looked pointedly at Bryan. "You know what that means, Bryan."
The bearded man laughed, "Yeah, I'm fully aware."
"No pressure," Jon added with huge grin.
Rolling her eyes, Skye stared up at Joe, "Are you disappointed?"
He snorted, "Hardly. I already know that I'm going to marry you, so there's no need for any pressure to do so."
Her head bowed, "Well then. I'm glad to know that you are okay with it." She reached for his hand and tugged him away from the group. "Come on, I want to do the photo booth thing."
After a lovely evening celebrating the happy couple, it was back to work on preparing for the upcoming Money in the Bank PPV in a few weeks. As the WWE roster travelled all over including a quick trip to Japan and Taiwan before returning back to the States.
July 11th, 2013
With the PPV now just days away, Skye had spent the past few Raw events not competing due to the storyline which required her to be absent from the events due to the fight with Punk, so she had a bit of time to herself and was able to fly out to Chicago for a few days to rest up.
While she was there alone in the apartment that she shared with her big brother, she found herself feeling like a stranger in her own home. It had been awhile since she had stayed here.
Her mind went immediately to thinking about Joe who was down in Florida at NXT event with his Shield brethren.
Their relationship was going amazing, but they still lived in different states. It was hard for Joe to fly out to Chicago with Lexi to think about, so Skye would mostly be the one flying down south whenever they had time off.
Sometimes, she'd fly to Chicago or to San Diego with the Bella's so that he could have some bonding time with his daughter. Hell, she had more of his time on the road, so his little girl deserved to have her daddy to herself.
It did make it difficult living in different places especially when they spent so much time on the road together. She found herself missing him as crazy as it sounded.
After grabbing a can of Mt. Dew from the fridge, she walked over to the couch where her laptop was set up on the coffee table and plopped down. She figured since she had some time for once that she'd do some blogging.
Since she had started gaining fans, she started her own personal blog to give the fans a bit of a glimpse into her personal life. Her twitter account was mostly for her career, so wanted another outlet for her fans to be a part of.
Her blog Simply Skye was quite popular and she had an abundance of comments to each entry.
She clicked her cursor over to open a new entry. Her fingers slid across the keyboard and typed Home is Not Where the Heart is. Her eyes focused on the title and wondered where it had come from. Sure, right now, Joe was based in Pensacola, but Chicago was still her home, right?
Her family was there. She was born and raised in the Windy City, so why did she feel like she didn't belong here anymore?
"My heart belongs in Pensacola," she whispered finally. Saying it out loud seemed to make it very clear to her – perhaps she should consider moving down there. Whoa did I just think that?
She sat back in her seat to ponder this. In about six months, she and Joe will be celebrating their two year anniversary. In these two years, the two of them had dealt with the long distance relationship when he was still in developmental. Now that he was on the main roster and doing rather well as a member of the Shield, their relationship continued to get stronger.
As she continued to mull over the idea, she couldn't help but feel like it was the right thing to do. It wasn't like she was planning on moving in with him or anything though when she did travel to Pensacola with him, she stayed at his apartment, but that was different. It was still his place.
Actually living together with both of their things in the same place would be completely different. Living with a guy wouldn't exactly be new to her considering she had been sharing a place with Phil for nearly seven years now, so she knew sort of how they operated in that sense not to mention she traveled with a bunch of guys during the week, so she could easily tolerate just about anything.
Granted, she wasn't opposed to the idea of moving in with her beau, but it was definitely something that they both needed to be ready for. Besides if he wanted her to move in, he would have asked already – right?
Shrugging, she leaned forward and opened another tab and began searching for suitable apartments for her to rent.
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