Another double chapter update for you!
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Friday, July 4: WWE Live – Windsor, ON; WFCU Center
(2 hours before bell time)
Miz's POV
Hand in hand, Paige and I find Bad News Barrett drinking a cup of coffee near catering. He's ready in his gear and the IC title strapped on. Wade is one of those guys that work with you rather than against. He takes your ideas and intertwines it with his own to create an equal contribution to any match or program. In the last couple of shows and events, we've had extensive conversations in the locker room about the storyline, but that's it. Nothing about anything else. He truly wants to make this work for all of us to look good moving forward. So I thought it was weird when I heard he didn't tell Paige about the kiss. I don't want to blow things out of proportion but some crucial things need to be set anyway.
"What's up, man," I say first. Paige keeps a firm grip in my palm.
"Hey Mike, and Paige. What can I do for you two?"
"Wade, how come you didn't tell me about the kiss on Tuesday?"
"You didn't know about it? Wow, I'm sorry if I caught you off guard then. Truly didn't want you to think it was on a complete whim. By the way, Creative approached me earlier about more backstage segments before Battleground."
"Apology accepted, Barrett. Next time, I wanna know everything you boys have planned." The tension in our hands lift.
"No problem."
I peep, "More segments? That's awesome! We're obviously doing something right."
"Word in the Universe, they can already see you two together soon. That night when you wore each other's shirt was a gigantic giveaway. So the angle now is to make them despise me while making them feel sorry for Paige so she goes running to the new IC champion, The Miz."
Paige and I look at each other, there's a shy smile on her face probably from thinking the same thing I am. The first week we met felt like an eternity ago but the same love I had for her then is even stronger now.
"They gave us the freedom to spin that into short segments for both Raw and SmackDown."
"I'm excited. I already have some ideas going," I say and that directs our conversation into new backstage plans for the story. The blueprint has been laid out by Creative for what they want, so working into them seems an easy enough task.
But tonight, I have a match against Bray Wyatt. Paige has an one-on-one bout versus Natalya. Bad News is set to face Dolph. Looking at my girl, there's this questioning vibe I can sense. Knowing a little about women, I think there's still something on her mind. Barrett says his goodbye and leaves us to ourselves after some brainstorming.
Our hands are still clasped, "Hey babe, what's up? You okay?" I raise the back of her palm and leave a kiss to ease whatever is troubling my little angel. Her golden promise ring shines in front of my nose.
"I can't fully trust Barrett, is all. He's been really cool through this program, but personally, I can't look at him the same as you do."
"Rest assure, I don't either. But he won't do anything to you, I promise. So tell me, how's the other problem treating you?"
"Nikki hasn't said a word to me since Raw. I'm glad, I hope that means the drama is done. The stress is disappearing but it looms around me, y'know?"
"Yeah. But that's a good thing, they're leaving you alone because you ignore them. Paige, you'll be fine as long as we're together."
"You're too good to me."
"I try," I lean down for a small kiss. For now, the waters are clear. On the way to Battleground, all I'm thinking about is the moment when I have championship in my hand and Paige in the other. Then our relationship won't have to be a secret for the fans anymore. Countless times where I'm close to post something on social media, but then I remember I can't yet. Call me sappy, but I want to show the world how amazing she is. Soon, Miz.
Saturday, July 5: WWE Live – London, ON; Budweiser Gardens
(2 hours before bell time)
(Locker room)
Miz's POV
"Hey Miz, how's your fling with Paige going?" I turn my head from checking my phone to Dolph, who's unzipping his bag on the floor.
"Awesome. Why?"
"Just wondering. I don't wanna keep bringing up your now ex-wife but you know me, gotta poke at you."
"I actually haven't spoken to Maryse, it's been a few weeks. But I'm pretty sure I'll have to go back to sign the papers soon."
"Well isn't this moving right on along? And you're sure about this?"
"Yeah, set in stone."
"So you're sure about her? Paige, I mean."
"Yeah."
"Set in stone?"
"No—set in gold." I hold up my ring finger to remind him of the promise ring.
"Ahh. Bro, how many times have you guys had sex? Gotta be like thirty by now, right?" He laughs.
"Less than that but it's pretty frequent. She's getting hungrier every week. These past five days alone, like six times." I say, not realizing how calmly that came out. To be honest, I've lost count a while ago.
"Six? Twice in a day?"
"Uhhh...let's see...one was on a drive to a city, I think. Truck stop."
"Dude, you are getting it in! Almost jealous of you."
"I don't believe in enough when it's that good."
He reaches out his fist and I bump it back. Dolph and his crazy sex talks... It's good to know I've still got the same old Nick to talk to.
Sunday, July 6: WWE Live – Toronto, ON; Ricoh Coliseum
(2 hours before bell time)
(Divas locker room)
Paige's POV
"How're you and Miz doing?" Emma asks as we both settle in locker slots next to each other.
"Great—happy." I say, checking my phone for any messages.
"Good to hear. So has Maryse popped up anywhere since, you know, that night?"
"Come to think of it, no actually. Miz has yet to sign any official papers so there's that."
"Are you going to go with him for that too?"
"Emma, you make it sound like a bad thing I wanna be there for him."
"Well considering you're almost never around, it kind of hurts. I mean, I'm not saying I'm lonely but I do miss having you to talk to."
"I'm always gonna be here for you, Emma! These past few weeks have been crazy, you know this. Once everything is final between Miz and Maryse, it'll be back to normal."
She laughs at me, "There is no normal around here. But okay, I understand. You love him a lot, huh?"
"So much. It scares me sometimes."
"Me too. Anyways, so since you've been gone, what have you guys actually done together?" My cheeks warm for a moment. A part of me knows exactly what she means by this question. There really is no avoiding it by now.
"I don't kiss and tell..."
Emma throws her shiny pink gear at me, "Oh, BS! Spill girl. By the way, I'm sure it's more than kissing. "
I throw it back, "Fine. You really wanna know the truth?"
"Uh, yeah."
"Well we've been on the road for the past week. I'd love to lie and say that we've spent countless hours in deep intellectual, meeting-of-the-minds-type conversations but... It's been a lot of ssss—sex."
"I knew it. Don't be so shy, Paige! I think it's good you're blossoming into a woman."
I punch her in the arm, "Shut up. I don't know, I just feel it when I'm alone with him. It's pretty freakin' strong."
"So is that your way of saying Miz is great in bed? Cause that's what I'm pickin' up. Turns out he isn't a one hit wonder after all. How many times, huh? I don't need an exact number, just a guesstimate. "
My cheeks burn even hotter and an embarrassed smile forces them apart, "Um, I wanna say...like ten?"
"Ten in two weeks?! Hot damn." She waves her finger, "Paige, you naughty girl, you."
"And if you really wanna know, I'll probably be getting some tonight."
"No I didn't, but thanks for the incite. Gross."
We laugh the girl talk off and focus on the upcoming event. Times like these that I'm grateful to have Emma on my side. She's my best friend—an outrageously blunt and sometimes insane Aussie blonde wrestler chick—but my friend.
This chapter is mostly filler so I thought I'd include little best friend convos ;)