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Chapt. 9

It was Monday morning and Claire was back in Florida. It wasn't unusual that she didn't make Raw or Smackdown, work brought her back home now more than ever. She didn't mind it so much, the traveling could get brutal. Steve had given her the word that they were thinking it would benefit to keep her closer to the Performance Center and Full Sail, which would lessen her traveling even more. This was okay too. Her coming home early had been a great opportunity to get into the performance center and scout out her client as well.

Joe had actually text her the day before, concerning the file she had given him at their last meeting. "I've read it all over, more than once, and I think it's time to talk about it some more. When are you available?"

She had let him know that she would be in town Monday and now she was just waiting for him to join her in her office. She couldn't help but remember how handsome he was with the height and dark skin, the crystal light eyes. And his hair, oh his hair was amazing.

She looked up from her paperwork when she heard a light tap at her door. She stood when she saw that it was him and waved her hand for him to enter. "Come on in Joe, have a seat. Can I get you a water or anything?"

"I'm good thanks."

He shifted in his seat and she could have sworn he was nervous. She had to fight off the giggle at the thought of this big man being nervous in her tiny presence. "So, you said that you had read over everything. Tell me your thoughts."

He folded his hands, prayer style, under his chin. "Well, for one, I think it would be a great idea and opportunity for all of us. I can actually see how it would play out and actually work. Two, I think that it would be a great way to ease the nerves on going up to the big time."

"Okay, so I take it then that you approve and feel that we should present this to the other two?" He nodded and she smiled. "Great! I'll email them as well as give them a call about it. In the email I will attach the file that I printed out for you. I'm working on a name for the faction and will have it all in order by the end of the week."

"What about the Shield? I mean, use it to mean that we come in and shield people from wrong doings and such."

Chewing on her pen lid Claire gave it a minute of thought and found it to be a fantastic idea. "I love it. The Shield it is." She scribbled a note on her pad and smiled as Joe stood up, extending his hand.

"Thank you for seeing me and for having my best interests in mind with this. I really appreciate it."

She stood and took his hand. As she did, she caught the scent of his cologne and thought of how he smelled as delicious as he looked. His hands, she expected to be rough and worn, were soft and yet they held a firm grip. Her eyes, for just one instant, locked with his and in that instant she felt a flutter deep in her stomach. It wasn't anything sexual at all, it was more of a fluttering of gas, or hunger. She suppressed a giggle at that thought. "It was, well it was certainly nice to speak with you. I do wish you the very best and look forward to seeing this through with you."

He nodded and smiled that smile that had captured her full attention the first times it had been given to her. "As do I, but um, well, can I ask you something that will have not one single thing to do with work or characters and gimmicks?" She nodded and he continued. "Well, I was hoping, I was thinking actually… well no see that's the problem. I've not been able to think without you crossing my mind since our first meeting last week. That has me thinking that I'd like to get to know you, aside from you being the career maker around here. Maybe dinner or something."

Her cheeks heated up with a blush. "Joe, that's very kind of you, but I've just gotten out of a long term relationship, an engagement in fact, and I would be doing you wrong to make you think I'm ready for anything of that sort right now."

He smiled down on her from his towering height, at least it was towering beside of her. "I've heard, and to be fair, I'm not asking you for a relationship, I'm only asking for dinner, something to eat. I mean, look, you have to eat and so do I. Why not do it together and share some company? No strings, no expectations."

She looked down and made a show out of straightening the papers on her desk. "You drive a good deal, make it hard to come up with a counter argument."

"So don't try to, just say yes." She hesitated and he grinned as he reached out to brush the stray hair out of her face. "I don't bite Claire."

"Okay, alright fine, but it is just dinner."

"I'll be back by to pick you up in an hour," he said flashing that huge smile of his and walking out of her office. As the door closed behind him she let out a heavy sigh and sank into her chair. Her head fell into her hands and she tried, though she failed, to hide a smile. A minute later she text Matt and Nic, filling them in on what had went on today before she jumped up to straighten her hair and freshen her make up in an effort to look presentable for her dinner with Joe.