Happy Monday :)

Miz's POV

I'm frantic. I just need to make sure she's okay. I get to the backstage area right where the ramp stops. My heart is pounding with concern.

The show continues as her entrance theme fades out. Paige is trudging slowly in pain to the back as officials crowd around her.

"Paige!" I attempt to move through a number of men in black polo shirts. I near her body as she tries to lift her neck to me but winces.

"Are you okay? Can you move everything?" I ask.

Her left hand is still on her neck, "Yeah I'll be fine...I just bumped so wrong."

I guide her to the trainer's room as they prepare a seat. She carefully sits down and I grab a chair to situate right next to her.

I rub her back. "Once you came down from that backdrop, I knew something was up."

Paige hasn't tilted her neck as she looks at the floor in front of us. "Yeah? It happens though."

"And you finished the match like the champ you are. I'm proud of you, kid," I say quietly.

She tries to look to me, but instead, flashes a smirk. "Thank you, Mike. How'd you like my promo?"

The trainer approaches us, "Alright Paige, can you try to move your neck up?"

She tries again and holds a breath. A sound of pain escapes as she lifts her head. It takes time but she manages to align herself. I hate seeing her in distress like this.

Paige's POV

I go through several more exercises to unwind the tension in my neck, forcing to wait for Miz's critique on my promo. At least the pain isn't as strong anymore. The trainer tests my senses and flashes a light in each eye.

"Paige, it looks like you just took a bad fall there. Nothing critical, but to make sure your neck heals properly, I suggest ice, rest, and you'll be good to go in three to five days."

That diagnosis was better than I thought. There was a moment when I honestly didn't know if I was going to be able to compete for a few weeks. I can handle a few days. Miz's hand is still on my back and pats my shoulder. I carefully turn to him and he's nodding his head at the trainer in approving acceptance. The official leaves us and Miz's blue eyes concentrate back at me.

"So my promo?"

"Oh I loved it Paige. You were confident, fierce, and took a stand! I even saw some of myself in you."

I smile. He enjoyed it, and nobody's opinion would matter from here on out. "Three to five days, you think you'll be able to handle that?"

"Yeah, it could be much worse. I'm fine as long as I can be on the road with you."

He tries to lean in to kiss me but my hand to his chest rejects that idea.

"Miz! Not here..."

As he realizes where we are, he jerks back. "You're right. Got caught up there."

Never knew making him hungry for me was so much fun. I'm laughing on the inside at the thought that I'd ever have this power towards men, now I guess I do.

"Later though," Miz winks and smirks. I almost forgot he has the same power towards women and it's specifically stronger for me. Like my kryptonite.

To give him a really hot look, I puff out my cheeks and cross my eyes. He does the same. We laugh at each other and take in the silly moment.

I find it sweet that he came rushing to check on me after the match. And he's also here with me for comfort. This amount of love he's proving nearly rids the pain in my neck. The thought of what we'll be doing when we get alone time just about heals it.

All of a sudden, Alicia Fox enters the room.

"Hey Paige, I heard you were back here." She walks towards Miz and I. There was a split-second where the expression on her face picked up something suspicious. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry about that drop."

"Thanks for the apology, Alicia. I'll be fine so it's okay. It was great wrestling with you tonight! I liked the match."

Her worry transforms into glee. "I'm glad. Yeah, same here girl! It was fun. But hey I'll catch you later, just had to make sure you were okay. Bye guys!" She smiles and turns away to leave the room, closing the door.

"Bye Alicia!" I say. Now I wonder what she thought of seeing Miz here with me.

"I'm guessing you'd wanna ride to Indianapolis with Emma after that. Fox would say something quick if she saw anything else between us," Miz states with a questioned look.

"I know, best not to give them more to talk about seeing as though a lot of the Divas never shut up about stupid stuff." I'm saddened that I won't be able to go with Miz but a trip with Emma is always welcome.

Miz nudges my arm, "Hey, one kiss. C'mon, no one's in here."

He rests his chin on my shoulder, looking up at me with those blue puppy dog eyes. Since my neck is still tense, my peripheral catches his pouted lips too.

I cave. "Fine, but you're going to have to do the leaning in."

Miz jumps up like a child in excitement. He leaves the chair and crouches in front. Now I can see all of him. The blue color in those eyes never fails to entrap me. As a precaution, he checks over his shoulder to see if anyone is about to come through the door. Nobody, and it's near silent.

Miz sneaks his hand to behind my ear and moves his face closer. Forehead, nose, upper lip, lower lip, then chin all connect in this order. I'll never forget the sequence.

This time it's soft and gentle. He lingers for a few seconds, purposely doing so because it might be the last time we kiss until we get time alone again. This sends a flame throughout my body. He knows exactly what he's doing with me.

We part and I can feel a draft from the open space between us.

"I love you," I say, wanting to hear it back.

"I love you, too."

We take another moment in before we have to see the others. It's just us.

This love is an amazing feeling.

These two are crazy for each other. In the next chapters, Maryse is going to enter the fray. Here comes drama ;) Please review!