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When You're Around

Chapter 29

Immediately upon arriving at the arena, Rachel separated from Chloe, Randy and Adam simply because she didn't want to spend another minute with Adam. She couldn't help but admit he was so very attractive. He had that bad boy style and personality that she loved. But she hated that he had caught her at a bad time and wouldn't stop mocking her. She wanted to get to know him better but she hated being mocked and it just pissed her off even more! So right after they entered the arena, she'd spotted a bathroom and excused herself from the small group, promising Chloe she didn't have to stay behind with her and that Rachel would find her way to the locker room Randy was in where they would be waiting for her.

After going to the bathroom and spending a couple minutes analyzing her makeup in the mirror, she left. She had no idea where to go but she decided the best place to start would be to walk in the opposite direction from where she'd entered. She stayed close to the wall so she wouldn't get in the way of the crew that was running around. She couldn't believe her first day was Monday. She was excited but a little nervous. She couldn't imagine she would be able to navigate around each arena they visited. She watched a rather attractive man walk by in his wrestling gear and she had to take a deep breath once he was gone. She also couldn't believe that she was going to be working around half naked men all day. This job definitely had its perks.

She walked passed a door that had a white piece of paper taped to it that said 'CATERING'. She pushed open the door, relieved. She could definitely go for a cup of coffee. Plus, it allowed her to stall for time in hopes that by the time she found Randy and Chloe, Adam would be long gone. She poured herself a cup of coffee, took a sip. She let out a content sigh as she turned around to observe the room.

"Oh!" She squealed out in surprise when she turned around and accidentally spilled her coffee on a man that she didn't know was standing behind her. "Oh my god," She breathed out as she watched the dark coffee absorb into his shirt. "I am so sorry." She moved her eyes away from his chest. His very wide, muscular, blue dress shirt covered chest, she might add. She looked up at his face and she relaxed a little when she saw he was smiling amicably. "I'm so sorry." She repeated earnestly.

"I did want coffee, thought not on my shirt." He joked as he looked down at his wet shirt.

She cringed and turned around to grab napkins. She set her now empty cup on the table and turned back to him. "Let me see if I can get this out." She said as she started dabbing on his shirt with the napkins in a sad attempt to clean the stain.

His deep chuckle made her realize how close she was to him and made her very aware that she was essentially rubbing her hands on his chest. "It's okay, I have like ten of these shirts." He said, gently pulled her hands off him.

"Take it off." She ordered.

He wrinkled his brow. "What?"

She pointed to his shirt. "Take it off, I'll get it dry-cleaned. I'll pay for it and return it to you."

His tongue darted out and he licked his lips in amusement. "No need, really."

"You sure?" She asked unsure.

He nodded. "But can I get your name?"

She looked up at him alarmed. "Why? Are you going to sue me? Did I burn you? Let me see." She said before moving her hands up to his shirt and she undid the first couple buttons before his hands came to rest on hers.

He looked down at her, humor radiating in his eyes. "Are you always this jumpy?"

"Jumpy?" She asked, surprised. "I'm not jumpy!" What was it with these men accusing her of things she was not. First Adam claiming she had a bad attitude, now this guy telling her she was jumpy.

A smile stretched across his face. "I was wondering your name so I could get to know you."

"Oh." She said, suddenly feeling stupid. "Rachel Macguire."

"Nice to meet you Rachel, Stephen Farrelly." He introduced as he offered her his hand to shake.

"You too, thanks for being so understanding about this." She said gesturing to his shirt. "I'm not ususally so clumpsy and jumpy. I'm just feeling a bit jetleg and nervous. I've just been hired for a job here and I guess you could say I'm feeling pretty anxious." She explained, purposefully leaving out the part about Adam throwing her for a loop this afternoon, leaving her unable to get him off her mind, distracting her.

"Ah," He nodded in understanding. "So I'll be seeing you around more often?"

She nodded. "Hopefully, as long as I don't get fired on my first day." She joked.

"When's your first day?" He wondered aloud.

"Tomorrow."

He nodded. "You a diva?"

She smiled. "Oh you're sweet. No, no, you are looking at the newest member of the creative team."

He raised an eyebrow in pleasant surprise. "Impressive."

She rolled her eyes. "Well, I haven't started yet. Who knows, I could suck."

He shook his head. "You'll be great." He heard someone call out his name and he turned to see who it was. "That's my opponent tonight, we have to talk about our match." He said when he turned back to her. "It was nice meeting you Rachel Macguire." He said, reaching his hand out to shake her hand again.

"You too," She said with a smile.

"Oh, and my ring name's Sheamus if you want to write me some good angles." He offered playfully.

"I'll see what I can do." She said before turning back to the table to fill her cup with coffee once more.

Jess sat at home, sitting on the couch watching The Marine while she ate ice cream. She hadn't intended to watch the movie but she had been flipping through the channels and she saw John's face flash across the screen and she couldn't help herself. She had been unable to get the man off her mind since they met. Her friends were right, she definitely had a big time crush on the man. The kind of crush where you're always thinking of them, always wondering if you will run into them somewhere so you make sure to look your best at all times, always hoping it was him when the phone rang. But she knew John was back on the road with his job and he did not have her phone number so neither of those cases were even possible. But she couldn't help but hope. There was just something about him that captivated her. He was so easygoing and easy to talk to. He wasn't hard on the eyes either. She was horrified with herself that she had told him all about Josh but he had been so sweet and offered her words of encouragement, telling her she didn't need a guy like that in her life. And she couldn't forget Chloe telling her that John seemed upset that someone could cheat on her. It was so caring and protective. She loved that feeling that someone was looking out for her. It was different to have a male express emotion about the cheating rather than her friends. She knew her friends were there for her and looking out for her. It was different when the attractive stranger that you had been flirting with all night expressed concern. It made her heart soar with excitement.

"Pull yourself together Jessica," She mumbled to herself. "You're not going to be seeing him anytime soon, he's probably already forgotten about you anyway." She watched John on screen as he ran. It was weird to think that she knew this man. And he was just as kind and gorgeous in person as she imagined. "Damn you," She scolded herself as her thoughts turned dirty. This is what happened when her friends were gone and she had nothing to entertain herself with other than movies of the man she recently formed a crush on.

"You think she got lost?" Chloe asked from her spot on the bench in Randy's locker room.

"Baby, relax. She's fine, she's probably expoloring the arena." Randy said.

"I don't know, it's pretty confusing here." Adam said.

"See!" Chloe said to Randy, who was busy glaring at Adam.

Adam shrugged. "And she's probably too damn stubborn to ask for directions." He paused before looking at the couple with a grin. "Oh well! If she doesn't turn up before the show's over I say we head back to the hotel and let her find her way back. Serves her right for being so stubborn to insist we leave her to go to the bathroom." He said bitterly.

"Adam." Randy warned.

Chloe put a hand on Randy's forearm. "Aw," She said sweetly to Adam. "Does someone have a crush?"

Adam's eyes widened. "What? On who?"

She cocked her head. "On Rachel. You're so bent out of shape about her."

"No, absolutely not." Adam said. "She's infuriating, no way do I have a crush on her."

She smiled as if she knew something he didn't. "Okay, if you say so."

"I do say so." Adam said, insulted that she would suggest he liked Rachel. Not if she was the last woman on earth.

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