Sorry I took so long to update guys. School is in for me now so my updates will be coming in very slow. I have a lot written but I can never seem to finish editing in one day. Okay so now the relationships are starting to pull together so I can really get into things. It's taken me so long to get to this point but I'm finally here. Okay please R&R I really need the encouragement. I'm trying to make time to update the story as much as possible now that the summer is gone, so reviewing will give me that encouragement. Any comments or suggestions welcome!

ENJOY!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS CHAPTER EXCEPT THE BARTENDER.

(Meanwhile)

"Now that is really umm sweet?" Stacy said to Randy as she watched Lita and Kane exit the hotel with linked elbows.

"Yes I suppose." Randy replied. They thought Lita and Kane looked cute together but Kane had a tough demeanor to women it was usually intimidating. To men it was shocking to see Kane so close to a female.

"They look cute together. I want that." Stacy said glumly before she could catch herself. She looked Randy dead in the eyes.

"Yeah I want that too," Randy said knowingly. Silence filled the table. "Soo uhh continue with your story please." Randy urged. It took Stacy a few moments to find her way back out of Randy's mesmerizing eyes.

"Well last night I went to the Lone star" Stacy began and stopped when she heard Randy open his mouth to interject.

"YOU DID! I went there too but I didn't see you there. My night was lousy, Candice Michelle wanted me to be her Valentine I turned her down I just wasn't really feeling her. Then she tried to get me to I guess leave with her but by the time we got to the parking lot I sent her away and I just came back here… wow my night sucked." Randy informed Stacy. Stacy went through a roller coaster of emotions from confused to happy to sad and finally back to confused.

'OMG wait he didn't go back to the hotel with Candice? Oh yes this is awesome yes he didn't do anything with that nasty skank! So I drank all of that for nothing I can't believe I wallowed in self-pity when my one wish was right in front of me unwavering.'

Stacy thought all of this and responded with a simple "Oh really?" to randy.

"Yeah it was awful, oh sorry continue." Randy replied to Stacy.

(Meanwhile)

Torrie looked herself over once more in the mirror. She was literally on fire. She looked through her suitcase of purses and pulled out a red clutch. In it she put her cell phone room key, an extra lip-gloss and of course orbit gum, which was her favorite. As if perfect timing there was a knock on her door. She opened her hotel room suite door to an astonishingly sexy John Cena. He was definitely out of the ordinary. This made Torrie feel special that John actually put on something out of his usual character for her. John wore a dark blue suit he looked very sexy. 'Oh he looks so edible' Torrie thought to herself. To top things off he had on black dress shoes. Together this couple was on the three sss's SEXY, SEDUCTIVE, AND SMOLDERING!

John did a cat call whistle when Torrie opened up the door he felt like taking her inside her room having his way with her and forgetting about lunch. But his heart got the better of him.

"Wow Tor you look amazing" John said in pure shock at Torrie's outfit.

"Thanks and you look on your A-game today yourself Mr. Cena." Torrie said in return as she admired her sexy crush and now date.

"So you ready to go pretty girl?" John said sweetly. Torrie thought she would immediately melt when he called her that.

"I most certainly am!" Torrie said as she closed the door to her room suite as the pair walked to the elevator. Once they were on the elevator the heat radiating from the two really began to take affect. The elevator was silent but the growing passion was so intense that a shrill scream seemed like it was going to erupt from the walls of the elevator due to the sexual tension that filled it. Torrie and John were looking into each other's eyes longingly. Torrie thought John's eyes looked like a dark violent ocean. What she didn't know was that his eyes had the tendency to change tints with his moods; she was also unaware of the fact that his eyes were dark because he wanted her. John leaned over to Torrie in doing this he sort of intimidated her; Torrie liked it. John leaned over to Torrie as she backed into the corner she felt like they were playing a kinky game of cat and mouse. Last night she was the forward one in this area, but now it was John's turn. After backing her up into the corner John lightly rested his hand on her shoulder and he touched her face with the other. They then kissed each other as the desire between them finally came forward and the kiss they were sharing became passion filled.

Torrie suddenly pulled away. "No John we can't we can't do this" Torrie said as she held john's face.

"Why? Wait do what we were just kissing," John said he wanted her so bad he could feel himself, all of himself crying out for her, to her, to be with her.

"I need more of you I mean we can't do this here. John let's go back forget about lunch lets go back." Torrie said anxiously as she began kissing on John's neck eagerly.

"Go back where?" John asked he couldn't think straight he thought he would die from… well to put it bluntly he would die from need of sex.

"My hotel room, Stacy will be gone for a while we will have it all to ourselves." Torrie urged him.

"If this is what you really want then I have no objections." John said to Torrie as he took her hands into his and looked into her eyes sincerely.

"Yes this is what I want." Torrie said to him as she pressed number twenty on the floor panel in the elevator. She was certain, But not for long. The certainty and passion that had rooted their decision was gone and the elevator had once again turned cold. Cold as ice from the nervousness that swept over both John and Torrie.

(Meanwhile)

"Okay I was at the lone Star and I started drinking and drinking and then Steiner came along and started buying me some drinks and so I drank those and then well what happens when you drink you get drunk right?" Stacy said sarcastically as she ran her hand through her hair as she continued on. Randy looked on he could see how frantic she was he wanted to hold her. 'Holding her was out of the question wasn't it? But why was she drinking, and why was she at a bar alone?' Randy wondered to himself.

"Yeah so I got really drunk and I woke up this morning in my car with my purse and everything in it shrewd across the floor, and the passenger seat adjusted way back and my keys outside my car door and I don't even remember leaving the bar." Stacy began crying she felt like it was her zillionth time telling and retelling her story and she felt like nobody cared about her. Her friends had ditched her and she felt so alone and now she was telling her story to the one person she hoped would take her out someday who would now view her as some drunk slut who has nothing better to do then get so wasted she can't even remember walking to her car.

"And I'm hurting Randy I'm hurting" Stacy said in between tears her last sentence didn't come out very clear but randy understood it but he didn't know she meant physically hurting.

"And I don't remember anything and the girls want me to go ask the bartender what had happened to me and if he knew anything, but I feel so ashamed going to ask a bartender what happened to me because I was too fucked up to remember plus I'm a female I'm just going to have no dignity left after today." Stacy finished sobbing. Randy got up and moved his chair over to Stacy's he held her and took some napkins out of the tissue dispenser and wiped her tears and then her nose. Stacy settled down a bit.

"You okay now?" Randy asked worriedly. He assumed that her story would be less intense. He knew how scared she must be, being that she is a female who was drunk and half of the night before is totally blank for her.

"Thanks Randy I'm sorry for throwing all of this on you I'm just going to go now." Stacy said to him as she began to leave. 'Oh gosh he really thinks I'm a dumb ass now I shouldn't of told him. And as many times as I've told this story today why did I have to cry this time THIS TIME! I hate this… this is just wa' Stacy's thoughts were cut short just as she was about to walk away Randy gently grabbed her arm. "Come here Stace." Randy said to her as she sat back down. "Why don't I go with you? I could ask the guy for you that way you won't feel so bad." Randy suggested as he rubbed her hand, which was in his. "Really Randy, you'd really do that for me?" Stacy asked shocked.

"Of course I would Stace." Randy answered her and touched the side of her face.