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Melissa was dumbfounded. Anytime she had seen Mike with Taylor, he had been all googley eyed and acting like a love sick teenager. Being careful not to be seen, she hid behind a side wall, and continued her spying.
"I can't believe she just…she's mad over something so little," Mike said, slurring his words as Eve smiled.
"You apologized," Eve spat. "What is the problem with asking if she is happy? If you tell me, Ashley doesn't know what kind of man she has!" she said, scooting closer to Mike. Eve then lightly traced her finger up and down his arm. "In fact, I have an idea."
"What's your idea?"
Without another word, Eve leaned closer and lightly pecked Mike's lips. Not giving a second thought, he deepened the kiss without knowing he was being watched.
Melissa was stunned as she went back to Nic. She couldn't believe he would break his vows in that way. Nic was about to take one last drink from his glass but stopped mid-way as his fiancé got closer. "Damn you were talking to Taylor awhile," he said. "Our whole wedding must be planned."
"I-I didn't call Taylor," she stuttered.
"What took so long then? And why do you look like you have seen a ghost?"
"I saw something that I'm not sure how to process. Are you ready to go back to the hotel?"
"Sure. I feel like celebrating," Nic smirked, hugging Melissa.
Back at the table, just as Eve grabbed Mike's crotch he snapped back into reality. He broke the kiss with a disgusted look on his face. "What's wrong?" Eve asked.
"What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong- I just cheated on my wife," Mike said as he got up from his chair. "And I'm going to the creative department, this storyline is done," he said as he began to walk away.
"Mike, you even said you weren't happy."
He shook his head, turning around. "No, I never said I wasn't happy. I was upset about our fight. You moved in on a weak moment."
Eve took a deep breath, trying one last time. "Mike, I can see how upset you are. If you follow me, I can make you forget that fight. I can make you forget that you are tied down to one person. I can make you forget…" she said, trying to rub his arm.
Mike instantly pulled his arm away. "Don't touch me," he said before walking away.
All through the night, what she witnessed was bugging Melissa. Looking over her shoulder, she softly smiled, watching Nic sleep. Squeezing his hand, Melissa knew she had a good man and could trust him. But then again, she thought Mike was a good guy- that was why she set Taylor up with him. How could he do this to Taylor? According to Nic, she was the best thing that had come into Mike's life.
"Nic," she finally said quietly. Then, she shook his shoulder. "Nic."
He sat straight up. "What? What's wrong? Are you ok?" the superstar quickly asked.
Melissa giggled. "Everything is fine. I am having a hard time sleeping, so I'm going to take a walk."
"What's the matter? Do you want me to go with you?"
"No, that's ok, you go back to sleep," Melissa said. "I won't be long and I know we have to leave early. Like I said, I won't be long."
Nic only nodded before kissing his fiancé. "Ok, be careful."
"I will, don't worry," Melissa smiled before kissing him. "I love you."
"I love you too babe."
After quietly getting dressed and grabbing the room key, Melissa stepped into the hallway. She didn't know what to do- either truly go on a walk and try to clear her mind, or go to Mike's room and give him a piece of her mind. Finally, after grabbing a bottle of water and getting some information in the lobby, she made her way toward the intended room.
She quickly knocked on the door. "Mike, it's Melissa," she said quietly, but loud enough so he would hear. Silence passed for several minutes, and the brunette knocked once more. "Mike!"
A few more moments passed and finally Melissa could hear noise. When he opened the door, she could instantly see Mike was in rough shape. His eyes squinted to the bright hall light, hair sticking up in several places and he was still in the same clothes as he was in the bar. "Melissa, you do know it's like nearly 3 am right?"
"I do know, and I apologize for waking you up. I just…I need to talk to you. It's about Taylor."
Mike's eyes widened. "What's wrong? Is she ok?"
"Yea, she's fine. I just need to talk to you, and I promise it won't be long. Can I come in? Once I start talking, I doubt you'll want to be in the hallway."
He frowned, but instantly moved to the side. After the door was closed, Mike turned on a lamp and leaned against the desk. "Ok, so what's the matter?"
Melissa took a deep breath. "I know what happened tonight."
Mike shrugged. "What are you talking about?" he asked, rubbing the side of his head.
"Nic and I got engaged tonight, and as I was walking out of the bar to call your wife, I saw you and Eve. And you guys looked awfully friendly."
"Oh fuck," Mike exclaimed, rubbing his eyes. "Melissa, you didn't see what you think you saw."
"Thank goodness," she said sarcastically. "Because it certainly looked like you were kissing another woman who wasn't your wife."
"This is what happened: Taylor and I had a fight, and by the time Eve sat down, I was already buzzed. She tried to get me to go in her room, but I didn't. She then kissed me. Grant it, I should have pushed her off right away but I didn't. I'm going to the creative department, and asking for the storyline to be shut down and I came back to the room. That is what happened."
"Mike, you still cheated on Taylor! When you guys got married, you promised to stay truthful. I don't care if you only kissed Eve for a few seconds or if you slept with her. It means all the same to me, and I know it means all the same to Taylor. She is going to be devastated!"
"Mel-"
"Don't Mel me," she spat. "You've heard about Chase, and how upset she was. You have to tell her!"
"And when do you expect me to do that? I'm not able to get home for another week. And I don't think this is something I should say over the phone."
"Mike, at least promise me you are going to say something. Because if you don't, I will. And I don't want to give that kind of news to my best friend."
"I'll tell her," he agreed. "I just don't know how…"