"So you guys just want to follow us on over to Hooters?" Matt "Evan Bourne" Korklan asked his good friend, Colby.

"Yeah, man, whatever. I think I might remember how to get there…"

Daveny smiled, Coach luggage in hand. Men and directions. They never wanted to admit that they did not know how to get somewhere. What was up with that? Colby had probably only traveled to that city once before.

"Sure he would," she spoke up with a wink. "I don't know if Colby knows where it is and the GPS was kind of sketchy earlier."

"Baby, you have no faith," he pretended to pout.

"Nah, I'm just really hungry and I don't feel like driving around in circles."

It was after a house show and the talent was beginning to disperse from inside the arena. Everyone was hungry and ready to grub before making the decision of crashing at the hotel or making the five hour trek to the next city on the schedule. It had been a great show. Colby and Matt's respective Seth Rollins and Evan Bourne had teamed together and defeated Cody Rhodes and Dolph Ziggler. The crowd had loved all the high flying action and sitting at ringside, Daveny had beamed as her man had more than redeemed himself on the mic, cutting a perfect on the spot promo. All in all, it had been a good night and they were ready to kick back with some hot wings, fries and a beer.

Colby had walked on ahead and began loading some of their belongings into the trunk of the rental car. A few fans had been waiting for an hour or so in hopes to get an autograph or picture or possibly both with one of their favorite WWE Superstars. Colby was always more than happy to oblige. Sure it got exhausting, nerve racking sometimes but it came with the territory. And he had never forgotten his roots, that he had started out as a fan himself. Martin/Arn had always been careful to instill into all the talent's minds and drill into their hearts the importance of respecting the fans, the almighty WWE Universe who put nice sums of money in the pockets of the talent.

"Evan! Daveny! Can we get a picture?"

Matt and Daveny soon found themselves surrounded by a small but peacefully gathered fan mob. They fulfilled their duties and signed every program, every magazine, and posed for every photograph. The fans were polite and as Daveny and Matt went their separate ways to go to their cars, she found herself watching two of the young women she had just signed for. Both were pretty, slim, wearing shorts and tanks that showed off perfectly tanned and sculpted arms and legs. They were standing by the car, one actually leaning on the car smiling and staring up appreciatively at her boyfriend. He was being nice, making small talk, like he often did but there was something about their body language. The way they giggled, twirled their hair…flirtatiously bit their bottom lips as they stuck out their chests and behinds and batted their eyelashes at him.

The flirting was obvious and Colby took it all in stride. He had gotten used to it over the years and traveling with the WWE only took the fandom to a higher level. It was of course flattering, being on the constant receiving end of such admiration. It was quite the ego boost at times. And in his early days, before he had entered a committed relationship, there were times he had even indulged. He was a good guy but a guy nevertheless. He was young and good looking and at that time, free. Who wouldn't want their pick of gorgeous women? It was all casual. Though nothing serious or lasting was ever implied, Colby always made it a point to at least try to make small talk with the girls, attempt to get to know them before the actual deed took place. And he always let them spend the night, never kicked them out of bed, even held them in his arms. It was half out of respect, half out of guilt but he did the best he could to not hurt anyone's feelings.

"Gah, this is such an amazing night! I can't believe we are actually standing here talking to Seth Rollins," one giggled.

"I know," the other licked her bottom lip. "You're so cute. Like really cute. Way hotter than on TV, if that's even possible."

"Well, thank you, ladies. The support means a lot. Did you enjoy the show tonight?"

Both nodded enthusiastically.

"You were awesome."

"Thanks. I'm glad you both had a good time" he chuckled as he closed the trunk. "Man, y'all are too much but I really appreciate it. Seriously. You're awesome."

"Thank you."

"Listen, we have to get going and all but it was really nice meeting you. Keep watching on TV and coming to the shows. Maybe I'll catch you next time around."

He turned to walk away but the bolder girl grabbed his wrist. She smiled seductively, slipping a folded piece of paper into his hand.

"Or you could catch me…us later. You know, like later tonight. If you want," she motioned to her friend.

Colby didn't have to look. He knew it was a phone number. And he also knew what they were trying to imply.

"Um, good night, ladies" he cleared his throat. "Be safe driving home now."

Her friend looked defeated but the leader was not going to give up so easily.

"Give us a call later. We could come hang out in your hotel room. Or anywhere you want. It would be a lot of fun. The best night of your life. The best threesome of your life."

He handed the paper back.

"Look, I'm very flattered but I can't take you up on that one. Sorry."

"Why not?" the other one pouted. "You know you want to."

"Thank you for being a fan, thank you for hanging around to talk after the show but I gotta draw the line somewhere. I have a girlfriend. A very beautiful girlfriend who means the world to me. The same woman who was nice enough to sign an autograph and take a picture with you just five minutes ago. I would never do anything to hurt her…or disrespect her. So I ask that you don't either."

With a nod, he walked away over to where Daveny had been checking out the disturbing scene. The fans huffed and scowled before storming off. Colby stroked the side of Daveny's cheek and placed a full, sweet kiss on her lips before guiding her to the passenger door that he opened for her.

"I'll um…just follow me," Matt hollered from a few spaces down.

He had been watching as well and he felt bad for Colby. It was a tough position to be in and Colby had done the right thing. He was a good guy, he always did the right thing. But Matt understood Daveny's frustration as well. After all, he had a girlfriend back home that he loved as well and they had experienced some of the same awkward encounters. He gave his buddy a sympathetic expression before Colby disappeared inside the car and cranked up the rental and waited to follow Matt out of the lot.

"You okay?" he finally asked after a few silent minutes.

He knew deep in his gut that she wasn't. He tapped his fingers against the steering wheel. There was an uncomfortable and unfamiliar tension that was unspoken nevertheless still lingering between them.

"Yeah," she stared out the window.

"Day…"

She closed her eyes.

"I can't believe it," she replied quietly. "Well, actually I can. It happens all the time yet it never ceases to amaze me how these women can be so bold and brazen. It's kind of sad, actually. They have no respect for me, our relationship…not even themselves."

"Baby…"

"They saw me standing there. And I was so nice to them."

"I know they did and and I know you were and I'm sorry. It…what do you want me to say? I handled it the best way I could. I didn't want to be rude but at the same time I was firm. I let them know I wasn't interested and I let them know why. It is part of the job, I guess. What can you do?"

He had a point but she was still mad.

"It just pisses me off," she muttered.

The ride to get something to eat was a short one. Colby pulled in right after Matt in the next space. When he leaned over to release his seat belt, he saw the tears sliding down her pretty face.

"Oh Daveny, come on…"

"I'm sorry," her voice broke in a whimper.

He turned and leaned over, wiping the wet drops away with his thumb.

"Don't be sorry. It just makes me feel bad. I hate to see you so upset, you know that. I don't want you to cry."

"I can't help it."

"It's not worth it."

"I know," she sighed. "It shouldn't matter but it does. And then I get so mad because I let them get to me. The whole thing is just stupid."

"I, we, can't control how other people feel or act. We can only control what we do, how we think, feel, and act. Do I think what they did was tacky? Yeah. And I handled it the best I could. They got the point and it's over now. They're gone. Look, I love you. Daveny, I am in love with you and I swear nothing else matters. I know it bothers you but I don't want you to dwell on it. And despite the fact that you're so upset, I absolutely love that you handled it like a true class act. Just one more thing that makes you so damned amazing."

She nodded and took a deep breath, trying to collect herself before they joined their friends.

"Thank you. Baby, thank you for that."

He smiled.

"You ready to go inside? Grub? I'm freakin' starving. I could eat everything on the menu."

"Yeah but…"

"What's up?"

Daveny looked right at him.

"Those girls were very pretty."

"So?" he didn't miss a beat.

"I know that you love me. And I know that you're a wonderful man. You're my man. You have always been so devoted, so true, and you have never given me a reason to doubt you, which is why I can't believe the insecurity in me is even saying this but…"

"What?"

"Promise me you'll never hurt me."

"Never. I love you so much."

"Promise me you will never cheat on me."

"There is no other woman on God's green earth that could ever fill your place in my heart or my bed."

She gave him a weak tear filled smile.

"Promise you will never leave me."

He laughed out loud.

"Baby, you ain't never getting rid of me. On that I swear. You're gonna see this mug for the rest of your life, that I can promise you."

He gave her this smile, a real smile so filled with love and hope and promise…and truth. Colby had said the words and Daveny knew that he had meant them. He would never do her wrong in any way. And he would never leave her. In his kiss, in his embrace in that moment inside the car, she was overcome with such emotion and affection that she felt like she might burst. Those were the moments she wanted to last forever. But the queasiness in her belly let her know that they might not have forever. And if that was the case, it would be her fault, not Colby's. The thought made her want to just die. Because in that moment, in that life, nothing or no one else existed. She did not want to be with anyone else. There was a whole other world out there but Colby was her reality.