I completely forgot that I was supposed to be angry with him as soon as I saw him. He looked incredible and I felt my heart flutter as I walked over to him and we hugged and he kissed me on the cheek, "Great to see you princess, it's been too long."

I whispered to him, "Stop calling me princess I think that guy on reception thinks I'm a hooker or something."

He pretended to look stunned, letting his mouth drop open, "There's an image. I'm going to think about that again!"

I slapped him playfully, "You're a pig!"

He laughed and put his arm around me and led my into the bar. You should have shrugged him off, why didn't you? You know why you didn't...

"It's nice that you dressed up for the occasion."

I pouted, "Did you ask me here to make jokes an my expense Rocky? That's not very nice." Stop what you're doing! Have a drink and go, that's all you promised him! Stop fucking flirting!

As I sat down I reminded him, "I can only stop for one drink, you know that right?"

He was still trying to make humour out of it, "Now, did you mention that? Yes, I got that. One drink." Red wine right?"

I nodded, "Yeah but only expensive stuff, the cheap stuff is disgusting."

He smiled, "Yes, my queen."

I couldn't help laughing now, I always felt so at ease around him, "Stop calling me queen! I'm going to hit you if you do it again!"

He signalled to the guy working at the bar, "A bottle of your most expensive red wine."

"A bottle? Rocky I can't..."

"Relax Steph, I'm going to drink it too." Not princess? Wait, why does that bother you?

Our wine and glasses were delivered to our table and he poured for me. Apparently now that we'd had a good laugh he was going to get serious, "Seriously, it's great to see you Steph. We should do this more often." No we definitely shouldn't do this more often, I'll be lucky not to get busted tonight!

"We can't Rocky, I mean I can't. If Paul had any idea..."

He sipped his wine, "He's that insecure about you having a drink with a friend?"

"Not really, just you." Oh shit. What was that?

He grinned, "What do you mean just me?"

I blushed, I couldn't help it. "Well he knows that uh... Well that I always liked you, I mean before..." Someone shoot me. How embarrassing.

I drank my glass of wine almost without pausing, "I should go Rocky, this was a bad idea. I've had my one drink."

"We've just sat down, I'm sorry if I embarrassed you okay? I know Paul has problems with me, he always has but we're doing nothing wrong here. It's a bottle of wine."

I allowed him to pour me another glass, "Yes, a bottle of wine I lied about. I'm supposed to be at Shane's place looking after his kids."

"I'm sorry I put you in that position. I guess it's easy for me, not being married."

I sipped my second glass of wine, "Well, yeah. Be honest with me Rocky, why did you insist we do this? I mean I know I asked a lot of you but you could tell I wasn't comfortable with this and... just why did you insist on it? You know why.

"You know why princess, you need to tell me why you did it."

I stared into my wine glass, avoiding looking at him, "What the Cena thing?"

"Clever girl, but that's not going to work. You know exactly what I mean."

I looked at him now trying to keep tears from my eyes, "Rocky please..."

He finished his drink and put his glass down then took my hand, "It was months ago, and we haven't mentioned it. Wrestlemania was in what? April?"

Tears filled my eyes now, "Please don't..."

"You talked your dad into booking me for that opening segment with Austin and Hulk."

I couldn't stop the tears running down my cheeks now.

"You came to me as I was leaving and you grabbed me and you kissed me, princess."

I couldn't look at him. I tried to stop myself from crying, "I'm sorry."

He held my drink out to me, "Drink that and please stop crying, I didn't want to make you cry but you need to tell me why you did it. What were you thinking?"

I took the drink from him and gulped it down, "All I can say is I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry. There's definitely nothing to apologise for. It was amazing. I think about it every day, what you felt like, what you tasted like, what you smelled like."

I was close to sobbing, "Oh my god Rocky don't say that. I don't need to hear that."

He took my other hand, he was holding both of them now, "It's called being honest princess, I've just done it, it's your turn."

I took a few moments and managed to stop crying and took a deep breath and let it out, "You want honest? I can't tell you why I did it. We both know we've always liked each other and if you hadn't been married before me and Paul... Anyway I don't know why I did it and since you want honest here you are. I regret it every day. Not because it was you, but because I'm married Rocky and I love my husband and I don't want to cheat on him."

"You know I needed to hear that from you, you understand that right?"

I nodded, "Yes. I need to go now."

He let go of my hand and got up, "I know princess, but you need to wash your face before you go home."

I got up and we hugged, I could tell he felt guilty that I had been crying. He lifted my chin so that I had to look him in the eyes, "When will I see you again?"

I closed my eyes as that was the only way to avoid looking into his at that moment, "What did we just talk about? I can't do this again."

"But you haven't told me the Cena story or the Roman Reigns story yet princess, that's at least two more conversations we need to have. Or we could make a night of it?

I looked into his eyes again for a long moment and gave in to what I wanted, "I'll call you." He kissed my forehead, "Goodnight princess." And just like that he was gone.

I walked into the bathroom to wash my face so that it wasn't obvious that I had been crying when I got home. I splashed water on my face and looked in the mirror. You're a fucking bitch Stephanie McMahon, and you're losing your mind.