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Chapter 6

"I can't believe the name of this bar is literally 'Dive Bar'!" exclaimed Trish as they took a seat at the bar.

"Yea, what's even better is it's the furthest thing from a dive."

Both of them picked up a menu and started looking through the options. The bartender quickly came over towards them, "Hey Randy! Haven't seen you in awhile…I thought you forgot about us!" she said. She was an attractive blonde, tall, nice build, probably around mid twenties Trish thought.

"Hey Arielle, how's it going girl? How could I ever forget about you guys!" Randy responded, blushing slightly.

He looked over at Trish and felt the need to explain, "I've been coming to this place every time we stop in Wilkes-Barre. I just stumbled upon it one night and liked it so much I made it my local spot when I'm in town."

Arielle looked at Trish, "It's really awesome to get to meet you Trish…I'm a huge fan! It's a shame you retired."

"Thanks, that's really nice of you to say and you may be in for a slight surprise then! Make sure you watch Smackdown this Friday."

Arielle nodded, slightly blushing, "So what can I get you both?"

Five minutes later, Arielle returned with two Miller Lites and took Randy and Trish's order.

"So, I still can't believe you're back." Randy said, taking a sip of his beer.

Trish chuckled, "Yea, I'm still having a hard time believing it too!"

"No, I just never thought you'd come back for a full out return. I mean, when I look at your career, you were so driven, so serious about being the best and achieving everything you possibly could. Then towards the end, you seemed more interested in getting out of wrestling, starting a new chapter in your life…I'm just baffled I guess."

Trish looked down, eagerly wanting to change the subject of why she was back.

"What about you? You have a family now. You don't ever think about getting out of it to spend more time with your little girl?"

Randy looked at her for a long second before responding, "I considered it briefly. I love Alanna so much and it's the hardest thing in the world to not get to see her all the time. I'm missing her growing up essentially. I miss Sam too…so much. You know, a lot of people thought I married her just to try and change my bad image that I had. But honestly, she's the one that turned me into the man I am today. I married her because there was no one else I could ever imagine spending the rest of my life with. So yes, for a brief moment…and every now and again, I think about leaving. But then how would I support them? I want to provide the best life I can for them both and I know deep down inside this is the way to do it. I saw my grandfather successfully do it, I watched my dad do it. I can do it too. It's just in our blood."

Arielle interrupted their conversation, bringing their food over and refreshing their beers. "Here you are…need anything else from me?" she asked.

"Thanks A. It looks great! I think we're good," Randy said, abruptly standing; "Now I think we need some music!"

Trish had been staring at her food since Arielle brought it over. After hearing Randy open up to her, she was considering telling him the reason why she's back. She nervously played with her food as Randy came back to the bar.

"I haven't been fully honest with you about why I'm back."

Randy looked up surprised and concerned all at the same time. He waited for her to continue.

"I'm not really bored…I mean, I do miss the spotlight, but that wasn't my main reasoning for returning. Ron and I have been having some serious issues lately. We decided we needed some space and both agreed on how good our relationship was back when I was with the WWE. So we both thought me coming back would be a way to get some space."

"And has it been helping?"

She looked at him, a few tears pooling in her eyes, "I mean, it's still early, but honestly, no…I don't think it's going to help. I guess I'm a bit of a pessimist. I just don't know what's going through his brain. I swear he's bipolar at times. Like one minute he's fine with my return, and the next he's furious about it. I guess if I had to try and determine what his problem is, it's probably that I can't seem to fully get away from wrestling."

He pulled her into a hug. It felt so nice to feel human interaction. Her and Ron barely touched each other anymore, let alone hug. Randy was at a loss for words, here was a woman, that he barely knew, in the verge of tears in his arms, opening up to him in a way no other female other than Sam has before. It was like the two of them had an instant connection. Of course he had close relationships with some of the guys, but he's never really had a great friendship with a woman. And to say he didn't like it was an understatement. He was actually looking forward to the thought of developing a great friendship with Trish. Just then Trish interrupted his thoughts "How many Pantera songs did you play exactly?"

Randy started laughing, "I don't know…a few I suppose. I played other songs too you know!"

Trish rolled her eyes and reached for her purse, "Let me guess…Metallica?"

She hopped off the bar stool and headed over to the jukebox with Randy close in tow.

"Hey, I don't only listen to Pantera you know. I'll have you know I have a great mix of songs coming up next!"

"I'm so sure…don't worry, I'll mix things up a bit."

One hour and 4 drinks later, Trish and Randy had talked about everything ranging from sports, to music, to family, to WWE gossip, to workout routines.

"So, are you excited to go home for Thanksgiving?"

Trish gave him an expectant look for a second or two, "Um…yea, Canada doesn't really celebrate the US holiday known as Thanksgiving…"

Randy's face instantly turned red, "Uh….yea…right, I'm an idiot."

Trish laughed, "Ok, you're not totally an idiot. Before, we used to celebrate the US Thanksgiving simply because WWE never gave time off for the Canadian one. So, my family decided to celebrate the US holiday instead. But since I retired, we moved back to celebrating the Canadian Thanksgiving."

Randy looked confused, "But….you're back now, so does that mean you're celebrating the US holiday again?"

Trish avoided Randy's eye contact, "Well…I haven't exactly told my family that I'm back just yet…"

Randy's eyes grew wide, "So when are you going to tell them?"

"Well, they kinda found out already, so I have a huge mess to clean up this weekend."

"Ouch!"

As they chuckled over Trish's predicament, a new song came on the jukebox. Randy lit up.

"Ok, here's a good song…and I promise it's not Pantera. But I'm pulling you onto the dance floor!"

Just then Randy pulled Trish off her stool, across the floor, and into his arms.

"Orton, what is this song?"

"John Legend, believe it or not…Yes, I have some grooves in me! Actually, I love this song…when Sam and I have a fight, I always put this song on to lighten the mood."

As they slow danced to the song, Randy started singing some of the lyrics to Trish.

'Can we wait just a minute, Slow it down for a minute now baby, Your talkin loud, Your wilding out, Don't seem like my old lady, Lets go and play the song we used to play, Can we reignite the flame, Cause things just ain't the same, We can talk about the baby, We can talk until we're crazy, We can focus on it now, Or we can focus on it later, We can start another fight, We can argue and fuss all night, But I propose that we go to the floor and we slow dance.'

She giggled lightly as he sang to her. Of course, he's a good singer too…is there anything he isn't good at? He had her pulled in very close into him. Due to the height differences between them, his chin rested slightly to the right of the tip of her head.

"What is the name of this song?"

Trish allowed herself to slip into the melody of the song, her body moving in beat with his.

"It's called Slowdance. You should sing it to your man this weekend."

She sighed, "I'm not thinking this will help our cause but I really love this song!"

As the song continued, both of them got lost in the music. Randy pulled her even closer into him. She could feel every inch of his hard body. And though Trish would never consider cheating on Ron, she couldn't deny that she had a different, yet strong, attraction to Randy. Her heart was pounding in her chest and not because of sheer exertion, but because she had a sense of butterflies in her stomach.

In her head she knew this wasn't a good thing. Though, she couldn't remember the last time she ever felt this way. She's been with Ron for over 15 years. He was the first and only man to give her that nervous, butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling. But when you're with someone for so many years, the butterflies always tend to disappear. Of course men have tried in the past to hit on her, but she was very much aware of their advances and not interested. But this was different; Randy wasn't hitting on her or throwing himself on her whatsoever. They were simply interacting with each other in a friendly manner.

Though she didn't know why she was having this feeling, she chalked it up to the fact that Randy was an attractive guy…but she couldn't deny the fact that this feeling scared the crap out of her.