Yay for update, sorry this took a couple of days...i was busy friday and then my mind was else where but heres chapter 7 thanks for all the reviews to date :) keep um coming!

Amazingly a week had gone by since Chris had taken Amy for their little stroll in the park, they had been spending more and more time together and it seemed that in the short amount of time that they had become closer, they were already like best friends. She felt like they'd been hanging out for years, goofing around like they had been the past seven days. As odd as it was, she knew that when this all came to an end...she'd miss his company.

She kicked her feet up, resting them on the hot dashboard, soaking up the warmth from the heater, as he continued to make his way down the highway. The blonde man smiled, looking across at her, arching his brow, "Comfy?" He asked her, laughing lightly at the sight of her all kicked back and relaxed.

Throwing her arms behind her head she sighed and closed her eyes, "Magnificent."

He chuckled, "I'm glad someone's comfy..." Chris said to her, wishing he could just kick back and relax too, but since he was the one driving it wasn't really an option.

Despite all her inhibitions about travelling with him, so far so good...he wasn't a crazy driver like some of the diva's she'd been on the road with and he wasn't a perfectionist for schedules and mapping out things like Matt was. He was chill and she liked that.

This time they had been spending together proved to her that he was the sweet guy she had seen in the past, the one who begged for Trish's forgiveness, the man the blonde left in the dust. Surprisingly neither Trish nor Jay had been brought up in conversation since last week...they hadn't even bumped into them once.

Most of the pair's time had been spent watching lame movies, going for late night snacks (no more hotdogs) and talking about their lives. Where and how they grew up, what got them into wrestling and what else they loved besides it... and now Amy felt more then ever like they'd been friends forever.

But even in his warm company the day had been long; the flight had tired her out since she didn't get any rest in the air. Her and Chris had been fooling around, throwing things at Torrie Wilson...so some shut eye was out of the question. Now all she wanted to do was make it to the hotel and turn down the sheets for a well deserved slumber.

It wasn't long until they had made it to local hotel, only Amy was already enjoying a cat nap in the car. Chris unbuckled his seat belt, "We're here." He said cheerfully, and when he got no response his eyes turned to her. The Canadian smiled and leaned his head back on the head rest to watch as her chest rose and fell peacefully. It was getting late and the sun was long gone, its light replaced by the reflective glow of the moon...which was now striking her face. He couldn't help but think that it highlighted her features perfectly; she really was a beautiful woman.

His mind couldn't help but to wonder what it would be like to be with her, to think about "what if"...like what if he had noticed her before Patricia. Would they be a happily committed couple, or would things have been the same? Would she have turned on him for Jay too? Maybe in some weird alternate universe they could have been happy together instead of heart broken for other people.

Quietly and carefully he opened his own door as not to wake her, walking around the car he then opened hers, freeing her from the seatbelt before scooping her into his arms and removing her from the automobile.

He couldn't help but smile holding her limp body in his arms, carrying her into the hotel. She was out cold alright...she didn't even wake up when he tripped up and almost dropped her in the parking lot. Luckily he regained his balance and checked them both in without a hitch.

Chris didn't have the heart to wake her, she'd be fine in her clothes for the night, and if she woke up before morning she could change if she wanted to. He simply laid her down on the mattress of the bed, removed her shoes and pulled down the sheets before pulling them back up to cover her.

Glancing at the clock he realised just how late it was, and without her company it was just as well to head bed too. He hoped she wouldn't freak out when she woke up and discovered they were both in the same bed. When he made the reservations days prior they told him there were no rooms with two beds available...so he settled for the one bed. He didn't tell her about it because he knew she'd insist on staying with Stacy instead and he didn't want any setback in their plan. People were convinced they were a couple now, and if anyone found out they were rooming separately that would destroy what they'd worked hard to build up.

Sliding out of his jeans, shoes and socks, and pulling his t-shirt up over his head, he climbed into bed beside her. Rolling over he tried to create distance between them so as not to scare her in the morning...tugging the blankets up to his face he drifted off to sleep.

Amy awoke shortly afterwards...She sat up suddenly confused as to where she was. The last thing she remembered was driving on the highway with Chris and looking around it wasn't hard to tell that she wasn't in the car anymore. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she soon realised she was now in a hotel bed, then looking over she could tell she wasn't alone either, Chris was right beside her. She must have fallen asleep during the drive and he brought her up here....but why didn't he wake her up, better yet why was there only one bed. "Chris..." She whispered, "Chris you awake?" Amy sighed and reached out to gently shake him but he didn't stir.

Collapsing back into the bed she decided to just go back to sleep for now and yell at him in the morning. But when she closed her eyes she felt his weight shift on the mattress and roll towards her, flinging his arm over her. "Chris..." She said again, still no answer, he was still fast asleep.

She tried to move away but she had no where to go but over the edge and onto the floor. Letting out another heavy sigh she once again closed her eyes...it appeared she was stuck with him holding her for the night, or at least until he rolled over again.