Chapter 14
"Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease, can I go to Raw with the guys when it comes here next week, Mom?" Tyler begged. "Paul's supposed to be back and I haven't been to a live show in like a hundred years."
"Tyler, you haven't even been around for a hundred years. But I guess since it's Paul that has your interest, you haven't been to a show since before your dad died, and Adam and Jesse are going, I guess it won't hurt."
"YEAH!" Tyler cheered. "Mom, you are totally cool lately!"
"But," Sandy added. "You are to keep after your school work and your chores in the meantime."
"I don't have a problem with that," he grinned.
"Good. Just what I like to hear."
"But in the meanwhile, will you get mad if I ask you something?"
"Depends on what you want to ask," Sandy replied.
"Are you and Paul really going together?"
"Where on earth did you hear that? Have you been talking to Winona again?"
"Well, are you? Janice said she saw you guys kissing in the lobby the other day."
Oh God, Sandy thought, I should have known something like this would happen. And I'd been trying to keep this thing discreet for Paul's sake….
"It isn't anything serious," she finally said.
"Right, that's why you were playing tonsil hockey the other morning."
"Tyler Michael!"
"Hey, no complaints will be coming from me if you guys are together."
"You're all right with this?" Sandy asked.
"Honestly? I will confess that I was hoping this would happen," Tyler grinned.
"You can't be serious."
"I am. Actually, I can't think of a better guy for you. And it has nothing to do with him being practically famous or having some traits like Dad or shit like that. He's just a cool guy and he gets really goofy around you or even when someone says your name. It's just logical you two ended up together."
"You wouldn't happen to have anything to do with us meeting in the first place, did you?"
Tyler shook his head, trying not to laugh. His mother and Paul ending up in the lobby that fateful day had been total genius. "Not me."
"Right." Sandy looked at him skeptically.
"Hey, I didn't tell him to practically knock you over because he wasn't watching where he was going."
Oh shit, I am so busted, Tyler thought once he realized what he had said.
"Oh, so you were behind all this," Sandy nodded. "Well, considering he's a good man, I guess I can let you off the hook this time."
"So does this mean you guys are going out Friday night?" Tyler asked hopefully.
"I think since Paul and I have already spent time together, it would be the logical thing to do. Besides, he's going back on the road come next week, so we may not have much time together after that."
"Yeah, got to get in as much tonsil hockey as you can before then," Tyler said with a grin, which he was rewarded with Sandy smacking his head.
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"I'm in love," Paul stated matter-of-factly on the phone.
"Oh shit, what bimbo roped you in this time?" Spanky groaned. "Didn't you learn anything from the last bitch that ran around on you with almost half the roster? Christ!"
"Okay, dude? First off, this isn't a diva or some random ring rat. If you really want to know, she lives in my own building. Right up the hall, in fact."
"Huh?"
"Yeah. Her name's Sandy. She had a good job up at the hospital. She was married and has a son, but her husband died six years ago."
"You're all goofy over some chick with a kid?"
"He's sixteen," Paul added.
"Jesus Christ, Paul, how old is this chick exactly?"
"Thirty six."
"Wow. For a minute there, I thought she was a lot older."
"And that would be a problem how?"
"Did I say it would be a problem?" Spanky laughed. "So is it true?"
"Is what true?"
"That older women are better in the sack?"
"Jesus Christ, Spank! You think that's the only thing I'm out for from this lady?"
"Okay, okay; don't get so defensive. I'm guessing this is serious, huh?"
"Very. Actually, I was thinking of asking her to Raw next week since it's in Austin."
"Cool. Then we can all meet her."
"Yeah, I think you'll like her. Down to earth, little petite thing. Classy. Real good mom to her son."
"Youare far gone on this chick."
Yeah, I am. But I'm going to take it one step at a time and see where it goes from there."