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Chapter 5

He had absolutely no idea what had come over him. He had just given a shut-out to a woman he barely knew in front of MILLIONS of people. As he walked back to the locker room, he ran his hands through his sweaty, black hair in frustration.

To say Phil was embarrassed would be the understatement of the century. He knew the guys backstage would never ever let this one go until they figured out the deal between him and "Princess."

That brought him back to Maryse. What the hell was she going to say? What could she possibly be thinking after he practically outed their flirtation to the entire universe?

Unfortunately for Phil, he wasn't going to have to wait long for some answers as a flash of platinum hair came strutting down the hallway. Their eyes locked and he knew those longs, toned legs were heading straight for him.

The bearded superstar couldn't hide now. He could do nothing but watch—practically in slow motion—as the blonde made her way to him. He was trying desperately to read her expressions, and after what felt like an eternity to Phil, she stopped confidently right in front of him.

"Well hello to you too, Punk," she said, smiling sweetly.

Phil let out a sigh of relief, breathing for the first time since he saw her, and chuckled as he folded his arms.

"You heard that, huh?" He asked, suddenly feeling very self-conscious about his bold move in the ring. His nerves eased slightly as she pulled him into a small hug again.

"I heard it and I loved it," she whispered softly. Phil again took this opportunity to take in the sweet smell of her perfume and the feel of her skin touching his. In his mind, he knew this wasn't something that could happen often, so he wanted to cement it in his memory.

As she pulled away, the sound of Mike the Miz's voice shot through the air—as abrupt and cringe-inducing a car wreck.

"'Ryse, babe, let's go," The young superstar yelled. Phil's heart sunk at the thought of her leaving with him. Or leaving his side at all…

He noticed a slight hesitation in her face—fear that wasn't present before—as she took a few steps in Mike's direction. Phil held her gaze. He didn't say a word, as he tried to process the emotions flooding across her face.

"Come with us," She finally breathed. "We're going out to the bars tonight. I promise it will be a great time!" The confidence seemed to some back as she made it to Mike's side. The smirk was planted back on her lips.

Part of Phil made him think he needed to go. He felt this sudden urge to protect her, to keep her out of harm's way. Unfortunately for both he and Maryse, that part of his brain wasn't speaking the loudest at the moment.

"Naw," he replied simply. "Not my scene."

Miz obviously took that as their cue, pulling on Maryse' arm as he spat, "Suit yourself, loner. I wouldn't want you there anyway because you're lame straight edge ways would ruin the party."

Apparently pleased with the insult he threw, Mike pulled harder on Maryse. She turned around once more to look at Punk, the fear back in her gaze.

"See you soon?" She asked, almost pleading.

Punk matched the intensity in her gaze, shooting a concerned look right back before responding, "Whenever you want."

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