As I sat there I thought about if the opportunity were to present itself. Would I actually go out or none the less do the unthinkable with Phil? I couldn't do that to Mike, never could I. But there's something about Phil that makes everything seem alright. His attitude, his smile, even those amazing tattoos. If I had to complain and change one thing about Mike, it would be a few tattoos.

"Is this seat taken?" a somewhat deep, heavily accented voice asked. If I didn't know any better I would say a mix of Irish or British, but I know better than that. I looked up and saw the one man, other than Mike, I have fantasized about. From his ponytail, to his accent, his eyes, and his perfect body he was a deadly concoction.

"No, go ahead." I smiled at him as he sat next to me.

"Just a beer please." he said as the bartender approached him.

"I don't believe we've had a proper greeting, I'm Drew McIntyre." he said smiling. Oh i forgot about his smile, that could kill you too with just one glimpse.

"Hi, I'm-"

"Reyona, yes I know. You've made quite a debut here. Congratulations earlier on your victory! I have to say I was quite impressed." it was a little hard to understand him, but I got the gist of everything.

"Thank you." I smiled moving my hat back so I could see him better.

"Here you go." she said bringing his beer.

"Thank you sweet heart. Anything for you?" he asked me.

"No I'm good thank you." I took a sip from my cup. He nodded once to her and she walked away with a smile.

"There's something very hard that I need to express to you." he started after a few awkward moments of silence.

"Alright..."

"Well first I have two basic questions. One you and mike are in a relationship, right?"

"Yes..."

"Would this happen to be an...open...relationship?"

No, it's not. Look you seem like a great guy, but I am in a relationship. Maybe if I wasn't, you know-"

"No no, thank you, but not you and me, Mike."

"Mike..." he nodded. "Sorry to break it to you, but I don't think my boyfriend is gay. He's in a pretty loving relations-"

"Not with me!" he said a tad loud. "Look this isn't easy for me to do, so I'll just say it. I saw Mike making out with Maryse."

"No, he wouldn't do that to me. You must be mistaking."

"I'm sorry, but no, it was the same guy over there playing pool with Evan."

"Which Evan?"

"Really? Evan Bourne."

"Thank you for telling me. It's good to know that if maybe one day this situation actually happened you could tell me." he sighed and drank from his bottle.

"What are you doing tonight?" he asked getting a little closer to me.

"Tonight? Its after midnight. I'm going home and going to bed?"

"Well I was just thinking maybe you'd like to come back to my place, we could take about some things, and maybe do a little more than talk?" he put his finger on my leg and ran it up my thigh. I have to admit it gave me a shiver. "Hmm, what do you say?" he whispered.

"Honestly if I wasn't with Mike we'd be in your car on our way to your house right now." instead of having one finger on my thigh, he opened his hand and put his palm on my thigh, giving it a little massage.

"But I just told you he-"

"Drew, I would stop before you do something you regret."

"Suit yourself, but if you change your mind, you know where to find me." he winked at me, took his beer and walked away. I sat there thinking about what just happened. Drew McIntyre, the very man I once, in a dream, did SO many unthinkable things with, actually wants me in real life. I would be more than happy to fulfill his needs, but I'm committed to one guy and one guy only; Mike.

"Honey you ready to go home?" Mike asked.

"Yeah, I need to get the hell outta here." he went to our table and the bartender called me over.

"Hey that one guy you were sitting here talking with, you know all the tattoos, the lip ring?"

"Phil, what about him?"

"Phil, right! Well he gave me his number and I was wondering if you could tell me a little more about him."

"He gave you his number?" I asked getting a little mad. Yes I'm with Mike, but everything Phil just said to me was a lie?

"Oh and he gave me this, he said to make sure you had it!"

"Thanks." I grabbed it from her and walked outside quickly, Mike already pulled the car around. I slid it in my purse and got in.

"So I was thinking of setting Evan and Maryse up." I said.

"She's involved with someone."

"Oh?"

"So I heard!" he said quickly. I've seen the looks between them but I never thought I had something to worry about.

"I don't think she would look good with anyone else." his hand got a little tight on the steering wheel.

"You would tell me if you had a secret, or if something was bothering you, right?"

"Of course." the same lie I told him.

"So what's bothering you?" I asked kinda quietly.

"Nothing?"

"Mike, don't lie. Just tell me. I'm not gonna be mad or scream, I just want the truth." the car stopped I assumed he was at a red light. He grabbed my hands and looked into my eyes.

"Baby, there is absolutely nothing wrong, or on my mind right now." he said looking deep in my eyes.

"…Okay.." he looked at me again then drove again.

I insisted he drop me off at home and he go home himself. He was a little upset, but he'll deal. I made some hot chocolate and laid in bed. I grabbed my purse and looked through it to see how much money I had left. I came across what the bartender gave to me from Phil; I opened it.

Reyona,

I had to give you a little test to see if you had any feelings for me. I didn't really give her my number, I'm giving it to you. I sat from a distance so I could watch your reaction, I told her if you seemed to get a little mad to give you this, I guess you passed my little test.

-Phil

I sat there and looked at the phone number at the bottom. I typed his number in my phone and sent him a text:

'Phil, it's me..'

'Reyona?' he replied.

'Yeah.'

'Ahh, I see you got my note. And that my test worked!'

'Don't get too cocky now.'

'So what does this mean?'

'That we can be friends, for now.'

'…For now..?'

'Yea, for now ;)'

'The winky face says it all! ;P'

'Well, I'm going to sleep now. Goodnight.'

'Goodnight beautiful.'

I didn't reply, just stared at out conversation for a while. I fell asleep smiling and dreaming about Phil.

The next morning I drove to the gym. I did my arms, and mid area. After that it was pretty much the same as any normal day. Shopping with Lorena, deal with shit talkers, and hang out with Mike at my place. The only thing that was different was today when we got to my place, there were flowers waiting for me. I read the card all it had was a ';D' on it. Mike was suspicious I just said they were for Lorena, she gave my address to some guy she met, but didn't like him. He didn't like it, but it was better than telling him the truth.

When I drove to work the next morning I waited till no one was around and found Phil alone. I crept up behind him and put my hands over his eyes.

"If you're gonna rape me, at least let's go in the shower." he said.

"Sicko!" I walked around him and he smiled.

"The shower part?"

"The me raping you part."

"Right, because that definitely wouldn't be against either of our wills." he winked. I shook my head smiling.

"What do you call this?" I held up the card from the flowers.

"Um, a folded piece of paper with a winky face on it?"

"Smartass. Mike saw it. I had to tell him Lorena used my address on some loser to get away from him."

"Why lie?"

"Because if he knew they were from you, World War 3 would be happening right now!"

"I'm willing to fight for what I want!"

"You say that now."

"And I will say it for as long as I live and mean it every time."

"Alright lover boy, I gotta go."

"Lover boy?" he laughed.

"Yes." I smiled.

"Bye." he looked in my eyes.

"Bye." I said quietly and walked out.