So I tried really hard to hold off from posting until later, if not tomorrow, but I have been on a writing streak with this story, so I want to post an update and thanks to the gracious reviews you all more then deserve it :)

Punk meets Max in this story and even though I know a lot of you dislike Maxwell McCarthy, there's a reason he's around, but no worries he won't become a main focus in this story...Hang in there because there's plenty more fluff and craziness to come that I know you guys will love, or at least I hope you will...there's a method to my madness when I create a character so even though Max is a complete douche, there's a reason he's around...

Big thanks to msgemgem, Ivy, Guest, KenzieMac, TrissKins and Cupid-Jayne for the kind reviews, they helped jump start the creative process and get it moving...

I hope you enjoy!

Punk had been sitting across from Max for twenty minutes and already he didn't like anything about the guy. He was rude to the hostess, bossy to the waitress and he wasn't too crazy about the tone he took with Gabby either. However, he'd promised to give Max a shot and to behave himself, but if he hadn't made that promise to Gabby he would've left exactly nineteen minutes ago. Gabby seemed completely oblivious to any of his disrespectful behavior, which made Punk wonder what type of guys she dated in the past.

By no means did Punk see himself as the perfect man, but his mother had raised him to respect women and treat them like royalty, something he did with both her and his younger sisters; he didn't take kindly to assholes like Max that thought they were better then everyone else. Punk had caught him a few times talking down to him in conversation and he had to bite his tongue to keep from going off on him. He might be a professional wrestler and okay he never attended college, but he was an avid reader and knew a hell of a lot more then people thought he did. He could easily win on Jeopardy, well the rock n' roll version, but he still wasn't dumb. By the time dinner came, Punk had heard all he needed to and excused himself to get some air. Just go outside and take a couple deep breaths…Gabby insists on being friends with this jackass and on top of that he's now her boss, so you cannot hit him. Hitting him is not going to make Gabby happy. After ten minutes he composed himself and walked back inside to an unwelcome site. Max was sitting across from Gabby holding her hand across the table. He could tell this made Gabby uncomfortable as she tried to pull away. As if that wasn't enough to piss him off, the closer he got the more of their conversation he could hear.

"Gabby, you have to understand how I feel…"

"Max that's sweet, but I'm with Punk…"

"What does that Neanderthal have that I don't?" Punk walked up to the table as Max quickly removed his hand focusing on his food instead.

"Ahh Phillip back so soon." Punk ignored Max's comment focusing on Gabby who was staring at her hands. Every sign of the relaxed, playful, confident woman he had spent the day with was gone being replaced by a quiet, timid one. As much as Punk wanted to knock the British prick in the face, he swallowed his pride and instead took Gabby's hand in his.

"Max it's been an evening to say the least, definitely won't say it's been a pleasure, but if you'll excuse us." Gabby looked at Punk her jaw dropping, but before she could say anything he was pulling her out of the restaurant. Once they were outside, she let her emotions get the best of her, anger being the main one, and pulled her hand away.

"How could you do that? Do you know how much you just embarrassed me, you were so rude! He's not only a friend of mine, but he's my boss; I could be fired for this. Why do you have to be such an ass!" Punk turned to her feeling exasperated by what she'd just said; she was either blinded by his charm, or she was used to being treated like crap; regardless which it was he was appalled.

"Are you seriously fucking defending him right now?"

"Yes! You completely overreacted and there was no need for it. We were having a nice evening and you ruined everything by being an asshole."

"You're calling me an asshole! Jesus Christ Gabby did you not see how he was treating every woman he came in contact with, you included? He's nothing but a domineering, disrespectful son of a bitch. You should be happy that I didn't hit him because I really wanted to especially when I saw him with his hands on you." Gabby wiped a tear from her face and gasped; clearly this was an issue of jealousy.

"He touched my hand, are you seriously going to be jealous about that?" Punk ran his hands through his hair resting them on the back of his head before taking a deep breath. This whole thing was not Gabby's fault, even if she was clearly blinded by this douche bag, perhaps she's just still to young and naïve to see how he truly is. Dropping his hands to his sides he reached for Gabby's and was surprised when she took his.

"Listen Gabby I'm not jealous, but you looked very uncomfortable and I heard the things he said; clearly he still has a thing for you."

"Punk don't be ridiculous, I told you I'm over him, that was two years ago. Our relationship now is one of friendship and business, it won't be anything more."

"I trust that you mean that, but I don't trust him. Gabby I'm worried he's going to try something because clearly he still has a thing for you." Gabby let out a sigh trying to keep her emotions in check before moving close to Punk and wrapping her arms around him. A small part of her thought he might be right, but a bigger part of her thought he was being ridiculous.

"I understand your concern, but I really don't think there's anything to worry about. I'll admit he can be overbearing at times, but he wouldn't hurt me. Besides I'm a big girl I can take care of myself." Punk kept his mouth shut as he pulled her close. Maybe she was right and he'd think twice before trying anything. After all he'd met Punk, he'd seen Adam; it's not a good idea to fuck with a girl who has both a brother and boyfriend that are professional wrestlers. Just the thought of Max's hand on Gabby's made him want to kick his ass, but he couldn't go that route.

"I'm sorry if you think I overreacted, but I care a lot about you Gabby. If he even looks at you the wrong way I want you to tell me." Gabby nodded before resting her head on his chest again, "Alright what do you say we head home cuddle bug, maybe watch a movie." Gabby let go of him, giving him a smile.

"Sounds good to me boo bear." Punk leaned down placing a chaste kiss on her lips before opening the car door for her.

Next chapter Punk and Gabby head to the grocery store and come face to face with someone Punk would rather avoid...might post again tonight, tomorrow at the latest...if you're ordering Money in the Bank enjoy, looking forward to Punk kicking Daniel Bryan's ass and hoping AJ doesn't do anything crazy (seeing she is crazy that's unlikely)...Thanks for reading :)