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After the show was over that night I was in John's locker room gathering up my stuff for John to take back to the hotel room for me while I went out with Dave. John came in the room all sweaty after his match that he was tagging with Dave ironically. "Hey," I said.
"Hey," he said, "still going out with the girls?"
"Yeah. Can you take my stuff back to the hotel with you? I am just heading out with them in a few."
"I guess," he said. "Do you really have to go out tonight? I wanted to talk about what happened over the weekend."
"Yes, John. I do. I already told them I would go out with them. We can talk later or tomorrow."
"Fine," he said. "Have a good time."
"I will. I'll see you when I get home. Love you."
"Love you too," he said as he softly kissed my lips. I walked over to the door and as I turned the doorknob to leave he said, "what time should I expect you back? Probably not late. You're not a partier, Tess. So 1 at the latest?"
"I don't know," I said. "Don't wait up." I didn't really like him telling me what he expected from me. Just because I wasn't a partier didn't mean that I was going to be back at the earliest hour possible. That just made me even more determined to stay out later. I wasn't sure how late I was going to be out but I knew I wasn't going to be home by 1.
"All right," he said grabbing a towel to go shower. "I guess I'll see you when you get there. Bye."
"Bye," I said before walking out of the room. As I was walking down the hall to Dave's locker room to meet him my cell phone went off alerting me that I had a text. I checked it to see that it was Dave telling me to meet him in the parking lot. I guess it was safer that way just in case John ended his shower earlier than expected. I didn't want him to see me leaving Dave's locker room with him. It just wasn't worth the drama. I turned the opposite direction and headed to the doors to the parking lot. There was just something empowering flowing through my body. I have never had that feeling before. It was really complicated to explain. It was just something I never felt before. It wasn't guilt but maybe nervousness. Maybe even butterflies. I just wasn't quite sure.
I exited from the doors to see Dave standing outside the arena next to a black Hummer waiting for me. He was dressed in his usual attire a black tight fitting shirt and dark jeans with a pair of Timberland boots. He had the strap of his black bag resting on his right shoulder. "I wasn't sure it was a good idea for us to meet inside the arena," he said.
"Probably not," I said with a smile. "Nice car."
"Thanks," he said with a smile. He looked at me and said, "you are not wearing that to come out with me are you?"
I smoothed out my grey skirt and said, "what's wrong with it?"
"It's too conservative.. You don't' have to dress conservatively to go where we're going."
"But I like to dress like this," I said. Dressing skimpy and wearing barely nothing was not something I did. I liked to dress to impress and dressing like a tramp was not impressing, it was disgusting.
"Not tonight," he said. "We'll fix that at the club. So are you ready to party with Batista?"
"Yeah," I said.
"We're going to have a good f**king time tonight," he said walking me over to the passenger side of the Hummer.
"Looking forward to it," I said as he opened the door for me and helped me into the Hummer even John didn't' do that anymore. It felt good to actually have a man open a car door for me. I'm not quite sure what I was looking forward to though. I didn't drink to the point of intoxication and I didn't party so I don't really know what there was to look forward to. As he helped me into the car I got a whiff of his cologne and I had to admit he smelled pretty good. He smiled at me again as he shut the door and rounded to the driver's side. Once he was in the car he started it, pulled out of the arena and we were on our way to the club. The drive to the club was pretty peaceful and another surprising fact about Dave is that he listened to classical music. "You listen to classical?" I asked. I was a HUGE fan of classical music and my I-pod was full of classical pieces something else John made fun of me for.
"Yeah," he said, "it relaxes me. I have more classical on my I-pod than anything else. I listen to this stuff before a match to get me in the groove of things. I'm a pretty high strung person so I need something to relax me. Do you want me to change it?"
"No. I like it," I said with a smile. "I'm just surprised you're a classical fan."
"Why because I'm Dave Batista?" he asked with a smile as he continued driving.
"I guess," I said. "Who is your favorite composer?"
"I have to go with Beethoven," he said. "I'm assuming you're a big fan of classical music."
"I am. How did you know?"
"Tessa, because I know you more than you think I do. You're so predictable."
"I am NOT predictable."
"Tessa, I can read you like an open book. You're predictable," he said. "Although I wasn't predicting you to go out and party with me."
"See?" I asked as we pulled into the parking lot of the club.
"I guess you do have some surprises up your sleeve," he said. "But before we go in who is your favorite composer?" he asked as he parked the car.
"I have to say Mozart and Beethoven are my favorites."
"Nice," he said turning off the car. He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car. I did the same and as I was about to open my door he had already beaten me to it. He opened the car door for me and escorted me out of the car. We headed into the club and as soon as we were inside he said, "all right, Tessa, we're going to make you look the part. If you're with me you're going to fit in. I know you don't like it but you can't come into a club looking all proper."
"Fine," I said. "I'll skank it up. Okay?"
"Okay," he said. "The bathroom is over there. I'm going to get us a table and order us a drink. What would you like?"
"Doesn't matter. Get me anything," I said.
"All right," he said before we walked in two separate directions.
He went over to the bar while I made my way to the bathroom. I hated the idea of dressy trampy but he was right I had to look the part. I walked into a stall and removed my business jacket and unbuttoned my white blouse. I buttoned a few buttons, tied the bottom of my shirt and left a few of the top buttons unbuttoned to show off some cleavage which would have been easier if I actually had cleavage to show off. I rolled my grey skirt up so that it came a little above mid thigh opposed to my knee. I walked out of the stall and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked okay but something was missing. I looked at my hair that was up in a bun. I sighed and took it out allowing my hair to flow freely. I looked much better. I took a deep breath before walking out of the bathroom. I looked for Dave and spotted him at a table with two beers. I smiled and headed over to him. He wasn't even paying attention as I made my way over to him. I reached the table as he was taking a swig of his beer and said, "Well? How do I look?"
He looked at me and coughed from choking on his beer or swallowing it down the wrong hole however you want to put it. "Damn, Tessa, you look…. Awesome. I never knew you had a body a very nice body at that."
"Thanks. I think," I said as I sat down across from him.
"Trust me it's a compliment. I don't' even know what to say right now, Tessa. Wow." I could feel my face turning slightly red as he complimented me. "You're blushing," he said with a smile as he took another sip of his beer. He may not have known it but he was blushing too.
"So are you," I said with a smile as I opened my beer.
"No I'm not," he said.
"Yes you are," I said. "It's kind of…." I stopped myself before I said cute. I don't even know what made me want to tell him he was kind of cute. I had a boyfriend back at the hotel. I shouldn't have been telling another man he was kind of cute.
"Kind of what?" he asked.
"Nothing," I said. "So this is what you do? You just come to the club drink a few beers and that's it?"
"Well, I usually pick up women too but I'm going to be respectful since I'm with you. I wouldn't do that in front of you."
"Don't let me stop you," I said. "Do what you want."
"No," he said. "I'm hanging out with you. It's all good."
"Don't let me stop you," I said. "If you want to find a chick, find a chick."
"Tessa, I'm fine. I want to spend time with you."
"All right."
"So why don't you ever go out?"
"I don't know. It's just not me."
"Was John having a fit?"
"Not really. He just said he expected me home by 1 because I'm not a partier."
"You won't be back by 1. I guarantee that. Sorry, John," he said with a smile. "Do you always let him tell you what to do?"
"If I did would I be here with you right now?"
"Probably not," he said. "I'm glad you came out with me."
"I'm glad I did too," I said. I wasn't lying. It wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. We spent the next hour or two drinking beers and talking. I was learning all about him. He was telling me all about his son Max and how his marriage with his ex-wife really ended. Surprisingly it wasn't the way I thought but of course I got my information from John. John would do anything to make Dave look bad. I don't know why but I was starting to think Dave wasn't that bad of a guy. He just had a bad reputation but in my eyes he wasn't really living up to it. I was beginning to have a change of heart. He was capable of being liked. He continued to make me laugh and kept me entertained. I started to lose track of time as he was telling me about his break dancing days when I said, "so you're such a great dancer why don't you show me some moves? Let's go dance."
"You want to dance with me?" he asked.
"Of course," I said with a smile. "Let's go."
"All right," he said with a smile of his own and got up from the chair. He walked over to me and helped me up off the chair. "Let's go," he said taking my hand. I followed him to the dance floor. The song Ms. New Booty was blasting from the speakers. I will not lie I am clumsy as hell and I'm not a dancer by any means but I really wanted to dance with Dave. I wasn't that bad as we were out on the floor. We started off not even touching each other but as the song played the closer we got to one another. By the middle of the song we were bumping and grinding on the dance floor as he put his hand in the small of my back pulling me closer to him as we danced. I could feel his breath on my neck as we danced closer and closer. His hands began to wander and I didn't do anything to stop him and continued dancing with him as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Just as the song ended the unthinkable happened..
I pressed my lips against his and at first he seemed shocked but he then kissed me back. We shared a very passionate kiss that made me weak in the knees and took my breath away. A feeling I never got when I kissed John. This kiss was completely different and I felt different. It was like nothing I ever could have imagined. I never thought kisses like that existed but sure enough they did. His hands wandered my body starting from the small of my back, down to my bottom and then slowly up my skirt as we shared that kiss. "I bet that wasn't predictable," I said with a smile as we broke the kiss.
"Um.. I never could have predicted that," he said. "Wow."
"Yeah," I said as I was still trying to catch my breath and I could tell that he was still trying to catch his.
"So.. Um.. I think we should go," he said.
"Yeah we probably should," I said. Everything had already gone too far so I knew it was time to leave. We walked back to our table and grabbed our things before we walked out of the club. Dave decided since he had been drinking so much that he probably shouldn't drive so we hailed a cab to take back to the hotel. Dave allowed me to enter the cab first and then he got in, told the cab driver where to go and we were on our way back to the hotel. I was beginning to get my sense back well at least I thought I was. "I am sorry about that. I just got…." Before I could say anything else Dave's lips had met mine and we were kissing again. This time in the cab on our way back to the hotel and we did not break the kiss until the cab driver told us we arrived. Dave pulled money out of his wallet and handed it to the cab driver.
"All right," he said in a whisper as we stood outside the hotel he kissed me once more which was a pretty risky thing to do with the chance of John walking out at any given moment. I knew it was late but I wasn't sure how late. John had to have been worried about me and I didn't want to check my phone. "We should go inside huh?"
"Yeah," I said. "That'd be a good idea."
He looked in the window and saw the lobby was empty. "We're good," he said opening the door for me.
"Thanks," I said walking in before him. We walked over to the elevator and since we were staying on different floors he pushed two different numbers. "I had a good time tonight."
"Me too," I said with a smile.
"A really good time," he said.
"Yeah me too," I said and that's when the urge came over me. I tried to fight it but I couldn't. The feeling was too strong and next thing I knew I was kissing him once again.
The elevator stopped at my floor but I didn't get off. I stayed on the elevator kissing Dave. "You missed your floor," he said just before the doors opened on his floor.
"Yeah. I know," I said with a smile.
"Okay then," he said shocked. I could tell that he was shocked. It was written all over his face. I was even shocked with myself. I had no idea what I was doing but somehow we ended up in Dave's hotel room. We entered the room and shared another kiss before we began removing each other's clothing. Dave led me to his bed and gently laid me down. He softly kissed my lips before laying soft kisses on my neck trailing down my body. His touch was so much more different than John's. It was so gentle and soft. His hands moved all over my body as he kissed around my chest before removing my bra. He softly massaged my breasts as his kisses trailed down my stomach and then even lower. I knew what was about to happen. I knew I should have stopped it but I didn't. I wanted it to happen. I needed it to happen. Before I knew it Dave's body was towered over mine. He smiled at me and said, "are you sure you want to do this, Tessa?"
"I'm sure," I said. I was sure even though I knew so much was at stake including my career. Vince's number one rule no sexual contact between the superstars and creative team members but of course John was an exception to that rule since we were dating before we got into the company. This was totally different and I knew the consequences of what could happen but I didn't care. I wanted Dave so much at that moment I didn't care.
"All right," he said as grabbed a condom from the nightstand and put it on before lowering his soft muscular body on top of mine. He slowly entered me. Even though it was wrong it felt so right and soon enough he was passionately making love to me. Even John and me didn't have that much passion when we were having sex. Everything was different with Dave, a lot different. Dave continued to make love to me passionately as he brought me over the edge and shortly after he could no longer control it and released himself. I felt him shiver as he did and he said, "Mmm. Tessa," as he finished in a soft voice. He softly kissed my lips before removing his body from mine. He walked to the bathroom and came back a few seconds later. "Tessa, I'm sorry. I don't think that should have happened."
He was right it probably shouldn't have happened but there was nothing to be done now. It had happened and it was over. "It's fine," I said.
"Did you want to go back to your hotel room or stay here for the night?" he asked pulling clothes out of his suitcase.
"I think it would be best if I stayed here," I said sitting up holding the blanket over my naked body. I don't' know why I had become so shy all of a sudden because Dave had just had his hands all over my body and was making love to me. There was no need to be shy now. If that shyness was there in the first place none of that would have happened.
"Good idea," he said. "Here take this. You can wear this tonight," he said tossing me one of his t-shirts.
"Thanks," I said before putting it on as he put on his briefs.
"You're welcome," he said as he walked over to the bed. He climbed in next to me and got under the covers. "Just so you know, Tessa, I have no regrets about that."
"Yeah me either," I said laying down beside him as he pulled me closer to him so he could wrap his arms around me. I didn't regret what happened that night. I couldn't let it happen again but I did not regret what happened. There was no point and besides it was the most passionate sex I had ever had. There's no way you can regret that.
"Goodnight, Tessa," he said as he softly kissed my forehead as he were facing each other.
"Goodnight," I said. I wasted no time falling asleep in Dave's arms none the less with my head resting on his chest. I had a pretty good time that night. A lot of unexpected things happened that night but it was still a good night. I just had to make sure NO one found out about Dave and me because I really wasn't ready to lose my job or anything else that I knew I would lose if word got out about us. That was definitely going to be the last time…. I think.
*A/N: So what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading. = )