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The days passed surprisingly quickly and before Joe knew it, he was back in Florida. They had the house show in Tampa and a couple of days off before they were back on the road. He was delighted when Sasha agreed to come to the show, and she was bringing T.K. and Mia along. He couldn't wait to see her; he missed her every day of the three weeks he was gone for.

Sasha was excited, more because she was seeing Joe again after three weeks than anything. She was buzzing, but not as much as T.K. as it turned out. She'd told him about the show three days prior and he'd spent every single moment talking about it - what he was going to do, what he was going to wear...She couldn't remember the last time he'd been this enthusiastic about anything. It was the same with Mia. All she cared about was seeing John Cena and Daniel Bryan live in action. Sasha wished Pam could come along, but she had a date. Sasha came home from work, and at about four the afternoon she got ready for the night. After a quick shower and putting on her makeup, she got dressed in a graphic Skillet t-shirt and tucked it into a pair of faded skinny jeans. She put on a pair of wedges and threw on her black jacket, tying her hair back in a ponytail. T.K. was decked out in a sleeveless 'Team Bring It' shirt while Mia had her trusty Shield sweater on.

The three of them left home two hours early since it would take them an hour to get to the arena by bus. Luckily there wasn't much traffic on the way. Once they arrived at the arena she called Joe, and he asked her to meet him at the parking garage to give them their tickets. They were standing by the entrance when Sasha heard Colby's voice floating down the garage. He and Joe were walking up from the opposite direction. They were dressed in their Shield cargo pants and boots but had t-shirts on instead of their vests. In Sasha's eyes, Joe never failed to look amazing.

Joe couldn't stop smiling. Damn, was she a sight for sore eyes. "You made it." He wrapped his arms around her briefly and kissed her cheek, which she assumed was for the benefit of her kids. She was certain they would have done much more had they been alone.

"We did. Hi Colby."

"Hey Sasha." He hugged her. "I love your t-shirt. You like Skillet?"

"Yeah. They're great," she smiled, and Colby beamed. T.K. wrinkled his nose. "Ugh, really? Mom's got the music tastes of a fourteen-year-old emo kid."

"How about you come over here and say that to my face, punk," Sasha threatened, prompting T.K. to duck out of her reach. "Colby, that twerp over there is T.K., and this is Mia." She watched with a smile when Colby bent down and enthusiastically hugged the thrilled eight-year-old. T.K. was composed as he shook Colby's hand but she could see the awestruck glint in her son's eyes.

Joe reached into his back pocket and handed T.K. three tickets. The teen glanced at them, his eyes widening. "Floor seats." He looked up and smiled. "Thanks."

"No problem," said Joe, glancing at his watch. "Look, we gotta head back inside. But we're gonna go grab some dinner after the show. Would you guys like to come?"

"I wanna go, Mama," Mia chirped, gazing at Colby as she bounced from foot to foot.

"Me too," said T.K., looking at Joe. The protective son was slowly giving way to the star-struck fan. "Is Ambrose coming too?"

"If he's not too tired, I think we can convince him." The Samoan turned his gaze to Sasha waiting for her answer. She shrugged. "It's not school night, so I guess we can go." She smiled at the two men. "We can't wait to see the show."

"We hope you enjoy it. I'll come get you guys afterwards," said Joe.

"Okay," said Sasha. "See you later, and have a good show, all three of you."

"Thanks. See you T.K., Mia," he said, before the two Superstars headed back the way they had come. Sasha led the kids out, taking a glance back and seeing Joe punch Colby's arm, the other man exaggerating his pain. Joe looked over his shoulder at her and gave her a big smile. Sasha grinned and fought the urge to fan herself. That smile…He was so good-looking. Tonight was definitely going to be fun. That's if she didn't have a heart attack from watching him get beat up first.

Colby intercepted Joe as he paced the locker room, clamping a hand down on his shoulder. "Dude, quit spazzing out. You're starting to look like Ambrose," he said, smirking when the man from Cincinnati flipped the bird from his spot on the couch. "She here yet?" Jon questioned, snatching a bottle of water off the table.

Colby nodded. "Yep, with the kids. You should see her son, man. He's as tall as I am."

"That why you're so nervous, Joe?" Jon smirked, watching the big man wring his taped wrists. "Scared your slick moves won't impress the kid?"

"Shut up, Jon," said Colby. "He was cool when we talked to him."

Pushing his hair out of his face, Joe forced himself to stop moving and defended himself. "I guess I'm just nervous because of Sasha. She's already antsy about what we do and we got a couple of big spots tonight. I don't want her to worry even more."

"You know there's nothing you can do about the bumps. It's just what it is," Jon shrugged. "She's here, and she's going to have to see it all up close. If the physicality of your job is enough reason for her to dump you, then it was never going to work with you two."

"But that's not going to happen, so chill, G.I. You'll be fine and so will she," Colby said, just as a PA showed up to usher them to the entrance of the arena.

So far, Sasha was enjoying herself. It was much better than watching it on TV. The fans were raucous all through the show. She had a lot of fun joining in on the 'Yes!' chants during Daniel Bryan's match. Midway through the show the Shield were up against Randy Orton, Sheamus and The Big Show. The crowd turned to look back when their theme music hit and they made their customary entrance through the fans, Colby in front and Jon in the middle, with Joe bringing up the rear. Sasha saw the focus in the Samoan's ash-colored eyes, clearly in his element as Roman Reigns. They happened to pass by her seat, and Joe made sure to brush her arm with his just before he scaled the barricade. Sasha felt the contact all the way to her bones.

The match was chaotic, and she'd almost chewed off all the skin on her thumb with worry. She felt faint when Colby leapt from the top rope with a big knee drop on Orton, who had just planted Jon's face into the canvas. The Big Show was beating up Joe on the outside, but he eventually got the upper hand by nailing a Superman punch and flinging the massive man against the steel steps. Climbing back up to his corner, he tagged Jon and charged at Orton, hitting him with a big spear and getting the pin for the victory. The trio retreated through the crowd again, and Sasha watched them disappear. She pulled out her phone to text Joe.

Wow, that was an incredible match! R u ok?

She was not expecting a quick reply but it came about a minute later. I'm fine. Nothin I couldn't handle. Almost forgot to tell u. Security is comin to get u guys to meet us after the show. Don't panic.

Ok I won't. C u soon. X

They watched the rest of the show, and T.K. and Mia cheered throughout, absolutely loving it. As fans started to file out after it was over, a man wearing a black shirt with Event Staff written in front came up to them, and subtly, they followed him to the back, where a showered and changed Joe was waiting outside his locker room. "Hey guys," he smiled. "How was the show?"

"It was awesome!" said Mia. T.K. nodded in agreement. "It was great. You speared the crap outta Orton, man. That was brutal."

"The show was really good," Sasha said, smiling. "You were right. Live is way more fun."

"I'm glad you guys enjoyed it," said Joe, looking relieved. "Let me check if those two are ready." Knocking on the locker room door, he called out, "Hey, punks! Y'all ready to go?"

The door opened and Colby walked out first, followed by Jon, who gave Sasha a friendly hug. As Colby introduced his teammate to T.K. and Mia, Sasha inched closer to Joe, her hand closing around his in greeting. He smiled at her and squeezed her hand, placing a kiss on the top of her head. "So where are we going guys?" he asked.

"We're thinking that steak house nearby," said Colby, hoisting his bag over his shoulder. "They've got the best French fries among other things. That sound good, Mia?"

"Yeah," she answered, drifting towards him. Sasha was beginning to suspect her little girl was developing a crush on the two tone-haired Superstar and wasn't sure what to make of it.

The group made its way towards the Superstars' parking garage. Colby and Mia led the way, chatting animatedly, with T.K. and Jon walking side by side as they made conversation. Joe and Sasha trailed behind, their fingers linked. He glanced down at her, taking in how nice she looked. He liked her jeans and along with the wedges she was wearing, they were doing some very appealing things to her legs. "You look beautiful tonight," he spoke.

Sasha met his gaze with a shy smile. "Thanks," she replied, squeezing his hand, her heart rate accelerating when he drew her against him, tugging her arm around his waist, then wrapping his around her shoulders as they walked on. Reaching their rental six-seat vehicle, the guys stuffed their luggage into the trunk, and they all bundled themselves into the van and drove out of the arena.

Dinner was fun. The food was good and conversation flowed easily. T.K. sat in a booth between Colby and Jon and across from them Mia was between Sasha and Joe. The mother of two watched T.K. talk with Jon, the captivated expression on his face once again. Frankly, it was amusing to see. He always acted all fly and tough, especially around his boys. Also, there seemed to be no problems between him and Joe like she'd feared, which made her relax.

They remained in the restaurant long after they finished eating, only leaving when the manager politely alerted them that they needed to close up for the night. Joe would have personally driven Sasha and the kids back home but the hotel the guys were staying at wasn't nearby, and because it was so late the only option left was to call a cab. As they waited for it to show up, Colby and Jon lounged inside the van talking with the siblings while Joe and Sasha stood outside next to the vehicle. "That was fun," she said.

"I'm glad you had a good time." Joe rested his back against the car and drew her body to his, smiling when she leaned into him and her hands automatically wound around his neck. He placed a gentle kiss on her lips, which he'd been dying to do all day, and then another, relishing the feel of her soft hand on his face as they kissed. "I've missed you, beautiful," he whispered, thankful for this private time. He'd deliberately recruited Jon and Colb to keep the kids busy so he could have a private moment with Sasha. He wondered if she noticed.

She didn't think it was a coincidence that the other two wrestlers had her children conveniently occupied. But she was thankful for that. Secretly, she'd hoped for some alone time with Joe. "I missed you too," she answered, noting the look in his eyes, and as she was taken back to that amazing phone call, her face heated up. Damn. Her loins were moistening just thinking about it.

Joe noticed her coy expression and smirked, knowing exactly what she was thinking about. He'd thought about it too. A lot. "You're not gonna start going all shy on me now are you?" he asked, holding her closer.

Sasha smacked his hand when it started to creep lower down her body. Her kids were here. "No. But I should be hating you for reminding me about my dry spell."

"Dry spell? How long has it been for you?" Joe asked.

She blinked at the blatancy of the question. She wasn't quite used to how open and forward he was. "That's a pretty personal question."

"Maybe. But again, you could always tell me to mind my business." He didn't take his eyes off her, awaiting her answer. Or maybe she wouldn't give him one after all.

"Eight years."

His gut tightened and the blood pounded in his veins. "Eight years since you last had sex?"

"Um, yep. And maybe a year since, uh…our little activity on the phone." This was a very interesting conversation to have while her children were nearby.

This newfound piece of information caused his groin to twitch. Eight years? Wow. Joe stroked her jaw with his thumb and whispered, "Well then, we're going to have to do something about that real soon." He couldn't get her moans out of his head, so he could only imagine what it would be like when he actually got his hands on her. When, not if. He was dead set on being the one to remind her body of everything it had been missing.

She smiled, but it looked somewhat sad. Joe frowned. "Was it something I said?"

"What do you mean?"

"Something's wrong. I can see it in your eyes."

Chuckling, Sasha shook her head. "You don't know me well enough to read my eyes, Joe."

"Maybe not, but that's the point of what we're doing, right? Getting to know each other?"

"Yeah," she agreed, sighing. "It's just been a long day. I'm okay, I promise."

Joe nodded. "Good. 'Cause what I said about doing something about your dry spell?" He looked her right in the eyes. "I'm not taking it back. I meant every word."

Blushing profusely, Sasha felt her knees weaken at his confident tone. Hot damn. It really was mind-blowing, and rather exciting, to see how determined he was to bed her. At this rate, the next time he asked, she wouldn't be so hesitant anymore.

"Let me take you out tomorrow," he told her, "I'd like to spend more time with you."

"Okay." She took in his heavy-eyed features and was sure she looked the same way. Pressing her lips to his bearded chin, she said, "You're tired. Get some sleep tonight, alright?"

"I'll try." He glanced past her and sighed. "Your ride is here."

Sasha smiled at him. "You sound disappointed."

"I am, because it means you got to go. But I'll be seeing you again soon, so that's a good thing." He smiled back, and the mother of two felt her heart flutter again.

The cab pulled up in front of the restaurant, bringing their night to an end, which was probably a good thing as Mia was out on her feet. Ensuring that she and T.K. were inside the car, Sasha hugged Jon and Colby and thanked them then gave Joe a quick kiss goodnight. On their way home, with a sleeping Mia in her arms, she couldn't stop smiling as she thought about the handsome Samoan slowly but surely creeping into her life, as well as some other more intimate parts of her.

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