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Athena flicked her wavy auburn fringe from her sparkling blue eyes as she re-applied her dark red lipstick. Pouting slightly, she took in her appearance in the floor length mirror in front of her. Her long curls were fastened into an intricate knot at the nape of her neck, loose waves framing her face; her dress was long and black with a high neckline and was completely backless from her shoulders to the small of her back.

Her eye make-up was light, just a coat of mascara to bring out her twinkling eyes, leaning forward she rubbed at the corner of her eye at a smudge of mascara. Licking her lips she pulled back and jumped suddenly, her hand instantly coming up to cover her chest.

Athena could see Dean standing in the doorway to his hotel room, wearing a dark navy suit and lighter blue tie and pocket square. His hair was fluffy and looked as if he hadn't tried for a second to tame it and a light stubble covered his jaw. He rubbed his thumb over his lower lip and his cold eyes stared at Athena's reflection in the mirror.

"You scared me," she said softly turning and smiling uncomfortably.

Dean stepped forward as Seth appeared in his bedroom doorway smiling. "Hey have you seen my-?" He stopped in the doorway as his smile faltered; he wore a black suit with a white shirt underneath and was obviously looking for his thin black tie he had been planning on wearing. "I thought you were wearing that blue dress I liked?"

"Oh," Athena began staring at Seth as Dean got himself a beer out of the mini bar. "I just liked this one better. You don't like it?"

She could see Seth carefully considering his words. "It's nice," he shrugged. "Just a little revealing, don't you think?" He said it nonchalantly, as if he didn't care though his eyes stared sharply at her.

Athena looked down at her floor length dress that covered her whole chest before looking back up slowly, her eyes wide and her lips silent. Seth stared at her for a few moments waiting for a response and when she didn't give him one, he turned quickly and closed the bedroom door behind him quickly.

Athena looked around the room confused.

"God, red, would you put your tits and ass away," Dean said sarcastically from the couch before slurping at his beer. "You're corrupting my innocent eyes."

She laughed lightly though her eyes flicked back to Seth's room. Why would Seth say her dress was too revealing, when she showed more flesh when she was in the ring? What was his problem with her showing a bit of skin? It was her body, she'd do and wear what she wanted. Athena groaned inwardly at the thought of Seth being irritable all the night because of her dress.

Dean got up quickly and Athena became ridged as he got closer to her, in just a few long strides he was so close she could smell his musky cologne. He leaned around her and placed his large calloused hand on her bare lower back gently as he reached behind her to pick up his wallet and phone. She stood still, ignoring the tingling feeling that seemed to exude from his fingertips along her bare skin, as her stomach danced with fear of what he might do next.

Dean chuckled darkly as he stepped away, sensing she was afraid of him and enjoying it. "You know what? I think you'd look better with more tits and ass on show."

Her lips parted slightly as she desperately tried to think of a response. She mentally screamed at her brain to come up with a witty reply that would encourage him to respect her as a human being, but it seemed her brain had gone into sleep mode as she stared at him shifting uncomfortably.

Her plan to charm him into friendship with her hilarious sense of humour was failing miserably.

"It would give you more personality," he continued, his voice like gravel.

She stared dumbstruck and he smirked at her expression. Had he just given her a back handed compliment by accident? Or was he just being his usual rude self. Probably the latter, she thought glumly as she turned nervously. "I'm going to change my dress," she mumbled, finally deciding that she put up with enough angry outbursts from Dean, without having Seth whinging at her all night too.

Dean sniggered. "You're such a push over, red," he crooned standing up straight with his hand buried within his pockets. She turned and glanced at him as she opened Seth's bedroom door. "It's pathetic."

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"Come on, come back to my hotel room," Seth cooed, his big hands on the blue fabric of Athena's high front and high back dress. He bent down and attacked Athena's lips with his own, his tongue instantly trying to push its way into her mouth.

She leaned away from him as her small hands rested on his forearm, gently pushing him away. He furrowed his brows down at her and set his jaw, annoyed at her rejection.

"We both need an early night," she said quietly shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "It's Wrestlemania tomorrow. We've both got matches we need to prepare for."

Seth scoffed. "I'll sleep better knowing you're next to me," he held her tighter. "And you're in the Diva's battle royale, it'll be fine, you don't need to prepare for that. Athena narrowed her wide blue eyes in on him. "I didn't mean it like that," he said instantly realising what he'd done. "You know I didn't mean it like that."

"Of course I do," she replied dryly with a sigh, folding her arms across her chest. She just wanted to get in her hotel room, have a shower and get to bed, preferably alone, and preferably without seeing her infuriating roommate Alicia Fox.

Seth ran his hands up to Athena's small waist before letting go of her entirely and ran a hand through his two toned hair.

"Don't be like that," Seth said his voice stern, his hands folding across his chest mimicking Athena's offish stance. "Attie," he demanded her attention and she let her gaze trail from the floor up into Seth's face.

Unconsciously she rolled her eyes. "Like what?"

"You know I didn't mean it, so just let it go, okay?" Seth growled.

"You did mean it, otherwise you wouldn't have said it," Athena replied quietly, her eyes falling back to the floor as she crossed her feet. "You're just like Dean, you think I'm here because of my looks and that I don't care what happens in that ring."

"What did he say? Is that why you don't want to come back to my room?"

Athena instantly shook her head, not wanting to cause friction between the two best friends. She wasn't a naturally confrontational person anyway, never looking for an argument or aggravation. But with how close Seth and Dean were, and how they went on and on about being brothers, she could not let Seth know that Dean's comments hurt her. Athena didn't want to risk causing trouble between the two best friends, and she didn't want to risk forcing Seth's hand into showing that he didn't care how Dean treated her. "He didn't say anything, this isn't about him."

"What so this is about me?" Seth huffed. "About you not wanting to spend the night with me?"

Athena closed her eyes and sucked in a sharp breath feeling defeated. "Not at all," she uncrossed her arms and looked up into his big brown eyes. "I was being over dramatic, come one let's go back to your room."

She already hated herself for letting him grind her down into submission.

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