A few weeks later we left for Australia. I was surprised how much the media ate up Adam & I, as we were in heaps of newspapers and magazines. The plane ride was a long one, and I don't care how many times you travel to the other side of the world but you can never get used to international travel. We performed shows in Brisbane, Sydney and Melbourne before setting up in Adelaide, and our time here crossed over nicely with my Birthday. Thanks, Hunter!

'Well, what do you want to do for your Birthday?' Adam asked me as we unpacked our suitcases. I had invited our Gang to stay with my family.

'Just, chill out?' I replied, not wanting to make a fuss. 'Can we just put the barbie on?' He looked at me puzzled. I giggled 'Barbeque!'

'I can never get used to your language.' He teased. 'We can put the shrimp on the barbie!' His Aussie accent was horrible.

'Such a cliché, they are called prawns in my world.' I laughed.

Now that I was home, I was a bit more relaxed with my accent. I also had a really bad natural habit where I made everything sound like a question, and this confused Adam more than anything else.

The first day we were hanging around my parent's house, I spent time with Adam while Jay and Matt were talking wrestling with my dad in the living room, showing him a few easy moves here and there. So much for 'don't try this at home'. Amy was sitting with my sister at the kitchen table, talking animal rights and tattoos, and Jeff was oddly spending time with my Mum in the kitchen. Not cooking, but leaning against the corner counter, his blue hair tied back in a green bandana with a big smile on his face as he chatted away to my mum – for hours. Later that day, I felt like playing a bit of guitar as I don't have one with me on the road. I sat in my room wishing I did, it brings me comfort and serenity. I started playing my favourite Aussie Band, Savage Garden.

'I didn't know you played.' Jeff asked, entering my room.

'Yeah, I guess I have some talent.' I said dryly, not in the mood for his bullshit today.

'I play, too.' He said. 'I write also.'

'Cool.' Was all I managed I could manage to say as I didn't really care. Then my mind wondered, wondering what his singing voice sounded like. What did he like to play? Why did I care? I stopped playing because he wasn't leaving. He stood in the hallway silent.

'Keep going.' He said, but I shook my head, he made me nervous. 'Ok then.' He came and sat down next to me, grabbing the guitar from me. He started plucking a few chords

'What are you doing tonight?' He asked me. The rest of the Gang had signings, but we had the night off. I shrugged my shoulders.

'There's not heaps to do on a Tuesday night.' I replied.

'Any lookout points?' He asked

'Yeah, Windy.' I replied. 'Do you want to go?' I asked him and he nodded. 'We can take the ute.' I said standing up as he looked at me confused. I rolled my eyes, I constantly do this to these poor people. 'Truck... We can take the truck.'

'I love your accent.' He said quietly. Was that a compliment? I gave him a shocked look. 'What, I do?' He shrugged.

'Whatever, lets go.' I half laughed. The compliment made me feel untouchable and amazing. Adam always said nice things to me, but it was whole new thing when Jeff said it. I felt weird in my stomach – not sick, but weird. What could that be?

'But we are listening to my music.' I added, matter of factly.

'Why do I feel that this could go either way here?' He joked.

I drove out of the driveway and got onto the main road and pressed play on the cassette player.

'It should only take us half an hour to get there.' I told Jeff. 'And I don't listen to Country, sorry.'

'That makes two of us.' He responded. 'Who are your favourite artists?'

'I like a mix of things. Savage Garden, Blink 182, Nirvana, Goo Goo Dolls, Backstreet Boys.'

He laughed at the last one. I didn't ask him because I knew he and his brother were Pearl Jam obsessed.

It was dark by the time we got there. Being May, it was a chilly autumn in Australia, so I made sure to bring blankets which I set up for us to sit in the tray of the truck. We looked out into the view; you could see basically all of Adelaide, all the city lights and the stars in the sky.

'I'll be the first to admit that Radelaide doesn't even make the list for the best cities in the world, but it's home, and that is what gives it beauty to me.' I explained.

'It's a lot bigger than Cameron.' He understood where I was coming from. 'But such a small city. It's beautiful.'

There was a long silence before anyone said anything, but it wasn't awkward.

'Kitty, I have to tell you something.' He said, grabbing my hand and turning to me. I turned back to him and caught his eyes, a darker shade of green due to the night's sky, with flecks of light reflecting from the stars. My heart started racing, these eyes were so wonderful, and I could stare at them for hours on end. My body felt stiff, I had no idea what he was going to say.

'I'm sorry.' He said gently. 'I feel like I owe you an explanation for the way I have been acting.' Wow, I was not expecting that.

'It would be nice to know why you have been so…' I didn't know how to finish that sentence, so I started a new one. 'Especially when you told me Adam was married. I just didn't expect to ever get one, however.'

'We are very similar, you and I.' He started. 'And I feel this magnetic force when you're around. It honestly scared the fuck out of me.' His hands were shaking and a drop of sweat ran down his forehead, I could tell he never opened up to anyone the way he was opening up to me now. However, he continued. 'I thought if I were a dick to you, you wouldn't stick around. Maybe swap teams with Trish.' He smiled playfully at me. 'Well, that would have been a win/win, I could have gotten myself some.'

'You asshole.' I laughed. 'You ruined a perfectly great apology. But yeah, she is the most beautiful diva in the WWF.'

'No, she's not.' He whispered quietly. I shivered, feeling chilly and he pulled me into his arms to keep me warm, his body heat at a high. 'That's the other part.' It took me a while, but I understood what he was saying. 'You're not meant to be with Adam.'

Jeff started nibbling on my ear lobe which sent chills down my entire spine. His mouth proceeded down my collar bone leaving a wet trail across my décolletage. I fell back into the blankets from the heat of the kisses and before I knew it I saw his silhouette climb over me. He brushed his hand through my hair and whispered in my ear 'Oh, I love your hair.' His voice was raspy and full of passion.'That time I saw you in a towel, all wet and naked, and your hair fell to your hip. I got so turned on.' He pulled back and looked into my eyes; I could barely make out the features on his face as it had gotten so dark. He leaned in slowly, and planted a soft, wet kiss on my lips. It started slowly, his tongue teasing my lips making me want and beg for more. After a while, I got fed up and to hungry for his lips so I grabbed a handful of his amazing hair and pulled him in closer to me. He collapsed onto me, finally relaxing as our kiss grew stronger and faster. It was not like kissing Adam, which was still nice. Jeff made me see fireworks and feel electricity through my whole body, from the top of my scalp to the tip of my toes. I had never felt like this with anyone, connected so physically. It scared me so much that I let my mind wander back to his apology, and suddenly didn't trust the man on top of me. I pushed him off me gently.

'Wait, no I don't trust you.' I said softly.

'Hey, you're the cheater here.' He laughed and in response I pushed him off me entirely, in anger.

'Ah, Beth? So are you! That is your plan isn't it?' I was yelling. 'To seduce me and turn me into the whore of our circle, and have them kick me out? You're full of shit Jeff, you just feel so much hatred for me that you have to go to this extent to get rid of me.' Yelling is an understatement. I was screaming, tears rolling down my eyes and whole body shaking.

'The funny part,' He started. 'Is your reasoning to why you can't do this. It should be that you're with Adam, instead you come up with this nonsense.'

'It is about Adam!' I yelled at him.

'No, it's about me, and the fact I can make you feel things he can't.' He said calmly. He was never this calm with me, only when he was right. 'You're not right for eachother.'

'I want to go.' I said to him, getting into the driver's seat.

'No, let me drive, you're upset.'

'No, Jeff.'

We drove in silence, my heart and mind racing in sync. I knew this was just one of his games, but this I couldn't tell anyone. Not even Amy or Hunter. As if he could read my mind, Jeff broke the silence.

'Don't worry, Kitty. I won't tell anyone either.'

I got out of the car and slammed the door shut annoyed at what just happened with Jeff. My mind was racing with different thoughts and mixed emotions. What annoyed me the most was that Jeff was completely right about me pushing him away because I didn't trust him and not because I was technically with Adam, and I hated myself for this. I should have thought of Adam and stopped because of him, but I didn't. I still didn't trust Jeff's intentions even though he said I was making up nonsense. I think above all, I was more scared. I never have felt anything as intimate as what I just felt, and I craved it already.

I walked up to my front door, surprised that all the lights were off. I had thought everyone would be home by now. I opened the door, and walked in with Jeff behind me. I walked through the enterance and into my parent's living room and switched on the light.

'SURPRISE!' I heard about thirty people scream in unison, which frightened the hell out of me causing me to grab onto Jeff's arm.

'Happy Birthday, beautiful.' He whispered in my ear.

Before I knew it, I was being pulled away from him by Adam.

'Happy Birthday!' He sang.

I looked around the room. Everyone was here: The girls I went to high school with, my family, and my colleagues. I saw Vince McMahon standing with Steph, Hunter and my Mum eating canapés in the corner of the room, how could he resist a party? A huge smile spread across my face when I saw my dad talking to Dwayne Johnson and Steve Austin, his two favourite wrestlers. The three of them were screaming drunkenly about what moves were better than what. Seeing my Dad with his heroes made me feel like I have really achieved something. My sister was laughing with Trish and showing her school photos and Trish had all her makeup out on the kitchen table, so I guess she was doing my sister's makeup. Matt had his arm around Amy and they were sitting on the couch, looking quite cosy. Taking a second look I saw Marc and Devon chatting with Marc Callaway. The place looked elaborately decorated; I could tell this wasn't my mums doing.

'Who did this?' I asked Adam.

'Hunter and Steph, I promise!' He raised his hands in the air proving his innocence as he knew I didn't want to make a fuss over my birthday.

'It's perfect.' I replied.

After everyone left to return to their hotels, I started getting ready for bed when I heard a knock at the door.

'Come in.'

My mum walked in, big smile on her face and she sat on my bed.

'Thanks for letting them do this in your house.' I thanked her.

'I didn't do anything... It was all Steph and Hunter.' She explained. 'You are so lucky you found him, and quite frankly I'm so happy you live with him when you're not on the road, and not on your own.'

'Yeah, it's been a dream.' I told her. 'Adam's been amazing too.'

'I'm very impressed with that Jeff, boy.' She said, completely ignoring my comment. 'I'm glad you found him.'

I rolled my eyes. 'Because he is sucking up to you, Mum.' I told her seriously. 'I don't trust him. He has been nothing but horrible to me, really.'

'Caterina, he has said nothing but nice things about you. He looks out for you.'

I shook my head with no response. Clearly he has brainwashed her somehow.

'What is going on with him? You looked stressed when you came into the house. Did something happen?'

I shook my head again. I wasn't going to tell her what happened, she would be ashamed of me.

'Are you sure?' She asked. I nodded.

'I don't believe you.' She added. 'I think there is more to it than you're telling me.'

'Nope.' I told her. This time she shook her head.

'I think you're only scared of him because you could let yourself fall for him.' She looked at me sternly. 'I don't think you're really all that into Adam, otherwise Jeff wouldn't bother you so much.'

Wow, my mum ladies and gentlemen, forever hitting the nail on the head with anything to do with my life – but I'm not telling her that.

'Even if that were true, which it isn't...' I lied. 'Jeff doesn't believe in love. He has no emotion.' That part was true, I think.

'I don't believe that for a second.' She said standing up. Before she walked out of my room she added: 'Not with the way he looks at you. Or how much he fought to be the one who distracted you while we all set up for your party.'

My mum wouldn't lie about something like this. Was he still playing games? I don't think I have ever been more confused in my whole entire life.

A/N: Shout out to the amazing horseluv123, and thankyou to everyone who follows this story. Ya'll awesome.

Side note: I'm not American, so If I ever get anything wrong about the US, or if there is anything you think I should add to make it seem more like they are in America, let me know. Also, let me know of any nicknames/jokes/or saying American's have about Australians and i'll try to add it in. (I am also extemely curious, and don't offend very easily.'

HAS ANYONE SEEN JEFF'S LATEST UPDATE ON HIS YOUTUBE CHANNEL? Man, he is so sexy I could die!

Lots of Love,

Poppy x