A/N: Thanks to my editor CJ for helping write a smidge of this chapter. Also, thanks to Willow Edmond for inspiring me to do a different format when uploading my chapters. Check out her work. Hope everyone likes the bit of mystery at the end. I thank everyone who is reading, would appreciate reviews if you don't mind. They don't have to be lengthy, just like knowing you're reading.

Before Roman or Seth can respond to Dean's question, Celeste comes out of the dressing room. "You guys ready?" she asks.

"Yeah, let's go." Roman replies.

Seth acts aloof toward Celeste as they make their way to the ring. At ringside, she takes his face in her hands and lightly places her lips to his. He places his hands on her waist and deepens the kiss, surprising her. Even though the kiss was short, there was something different about it. As the guys enter the ring, Celeste thinks, Whoa! Is Sandra right? She brushes the thought off and focuses on cheering the guys on during the match.

After the show, Celeste, Seth and Roman left Dean to hang out with some of his local friends. At the hotel Celeste decides she wants some water and heads to the drink machine in the lobby. She gets the water and steps back onto the elevator. "Hey Star, hold that elevator!" Dean says as he runs to catch up with her. She holds the door. "I'm surprised to see you." she says. He rolls his eyes and joins her on the elevator.

"I just had a couple of drinks with a couples of my buddies." he explains. "Damn you. I think you may be becoming a good influence on me." he says, with a slight smirk.

Celeste smirks back. The elevator slowly moves upward then jerks to a stop. "Whoa!" gasps Celeste.

"What the hell?" exclaims Dean.

"I think we're stuck." Celeste whines. "I just wanna get some sleep."

"Just chill." Dean says softly. After pushing the floor button a couple of times he finally pushes the alarm button.

Soon a voice calls to them. "Sorry. We'll have you out soon."

"How soon is soon?" Celeste ponders.

"Relax!" Dean insists. "What's wrong? You gotta go call the wrong man?"

She glares at him. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Look Star, I'm not one of those hopeless romantics. But I've never seen you look at John the way you do Seth."

"You really gotta stop this!" she says, shaking her head. Then she remembers the kiss with Seth earlier in the night. Sandra's words also come back to her. She takes a deep breath and says, "You are completely wrong about me having feelings for Seth." Dean just shakes his head. "But, do…you think…he might have feelings for me?" Celeste asks.

Dean thinks back to how Seth was acting before their match. "When was the last time you saw him before our match tonight?" he inquires.

"When he came to the dressing room to tell me it was time. I was in my wedding dress…" she explains.

"Wedding dress?" he interrupts.

"Yeah. I know what I want, so Sandra is making it for me." she answers.

"So Seth saw you in your wedding dress?" he asks.

"Yes." she replies. "He got kinda flustered. When he left the room Sandra said she thought he had a crush on me."

Dean starts laughing. "That explains why he looked so frustrated. I can see how seeing the girl you want in a wedding dress she's wearing for another guy could be unsettling."

Celeste places her face in her hands and whimpers, not wanting all of this to be true. No, I don't have romantic feelings for Seth. And he can't be in love with me. she thinks.

"Seriously, how close are you and John anyway?" Dean asks. "I mean separate beds."
"It's called morals!" Celeste snaps. "I vowed years ago to save sex for marriage. Sharing a bed can be tempting, so we avoid it most of the time."

Dean is stunned silent for a long moment. "Wait a second. Are you… You're saying that you're…"

Celeste is amused by his reaction. She smiles. "I wanna see if you can say it without your head exploding."

"You're a virgin." he finally blurts out.

"Yes." she answers.
"Whoa. I knew you were a goody-goody but didn't think you were that much of one." Dean says. "Hey, more power to you…and John. Does Seth know?"

"Yeah, why?" Celeste ponders.

"Well that explains his reaction on the bus when you said you and John would sleep together." Dean explains.

Celeste thinks back to the moment Dean is referring to. She also recalls the first night Seth spent on the bus with her and John. The evidence was mounting and she didn't know if she could keep denying it. What if this is true and Seth does have feelings for me? she thinks.

The elevator begins moving again, shaking her out of her thoughts.

"Finally." Dean exclaims.

The doors open and they exit the elevator. "Good night." Celeste says, she heads toward her room.

When Celeste awakens a few hours later, the conversation with Dean replays in her mind. She does her best to not think about it during her workout. During a break, she notices Seth wiping sweat off his iPod. "How many of those did you kill before you got a waterproof case?" she teases.

He laughs. "A couple." he answers. "So what's on the playlist this morning?"

"80s rock." Celeste answers.

"Of course." he replies with a smile.

"I'm afraid to ask, but what about your playlist?" she inquires.

"War of Ages." Seth responds.

"Meh. Lyrically and musically I could deal, but the vocals not so much." she explains. A thought suddenly occurs to her. "How exactly can you listen to Christian metal and not be a Christian?"

Seth shakes his head. "I don't know. How can you listen to smutty hair metal and be a virgin?" He flinched as soon as the words were out of his mouth, thinking he shouldn't have said it.

Celeste's jaw drops, then she laughs. "I can't believe you went there."

"I'm sorry." Seth says. "I…"

She interrupts him, "There is a difference. I am not allowing myself to be negatively influenced, but you aren't allowing yourself to be positively influenced."

"I don't know about that." he says. "I think you've been a pretty good influence."
She smiles. "Well I try." She takes a deep breath, pondering again Seth's true feelings for her. "Seth, I hope you know that you can tell me anything."

If only that were true. he thinks. He gives a faint smile. "Yeah, I know. I appreciate that."

He wrestled with his feelings as turned to go back to the locker room. "Done with your workout?" Celeste inquires.

"Yeah, we probably should go ahead and get ready for that signing we got." He wasn't lying. They did have a signing to do. However, any free moments he could spare away from Celeste he would take. The pain of not being able to have her as his own was greater than he'd originally told himself.

"Oh my goodness!" Celeste exclaims. "I'd totally forgotten about the signing. Wow. Good thing I have you to remind me." She decided to put any ideas she had that Seth was romantically interested out of her mind.

The next night before Raw starts, Seth looks through his Twitter mentions. He laughs boisterously.

"What's so funny?" John asks.

Still smiling, Seth hands John his phone. "This guy posted the picture he took of his kid hugging on Celeste yesterday." he explains. "Little guy was a character. Asked her for a hug, then looked me dead in the eyes and said, 'She's my girlfriend now.'"

John chuckles. "It's bad enough I have to worry about you. Now I gotta worry about five-year-olds too?" he quips.

Seth tenses. Could John know about his feelings for Celeste. He thought he'd done his best to hide them. He tries to shrug off the comment with a joke. He takes his phone from John with a smile. "I think the little guy could probably take us both."

John notices Seth's tension. "It's a good thing I trust Celeste then. I know I don't have to really worry about you or anyone else."

John and Celeste kiss and snuggle on the bus. "Even though my house is huge, I don't know if I can stay sane alone with you in it this weekend." John teases.

"So don't." Celeste responds.

"What?" he asks.

"Why should Seth, Dean and Roman stay at a hotel when they could stay with us at your house?"

John opens his mouth to protests, but honestly couldn't think of an argument. He had let follow Superstars stay at his place in the past. Still a part of him wondered what exactly this attachment was that Celeste had with "her boys" as she called them. He sighs. "Sure, they can stay."

"Thank you." she says, giving him another kiss.

Celeste lets the guys know when they meet up for Smackdown. "You fellas will be staying with John and I at his place while we do those shows in Tampa this weekend."

"Oh you're just gonna tell us what to do." Dean responds. "Why not ask us nicely to come stay at John's?"

Celeste rolls her eyes. "As happy as y'all were about the bus, I doubted you'd mind being at the house."

"Didn't you actually say it's more like a resort?" Seth says, not sure how he feels about spending another night with her and John.

"Yeah. But the bedrooms are really great, and it'll save you guys money." she explains.

"I think it's a nice idea." Roman says. "Thanks Celeste."

"You're welcome. I gotta get to makeup. See y'all in a bit."

After she walks away, Roman approaches Seth. He whispers, "It'll be okay, Brother."

Dean watches the exchange and quietly laughs. Oh yeah. Seth's got it bad!"

The men are astonished when John and Celeste give them a tour of the mansion. "We may need a map in case we need to use the bathroom during the night." Seth jokes.

The men do take advantage of the pool and waterfall before deciding to settle in for the night.

"My bed is huge." John says. "You can sleep on one side of the room and me on the other." he teases.

Celeste shakes her head. "Nope. I like this room." she explains, standing in front of the door to her room.

"Fine." John says with a smile. "Goodnight." he pulls her into a sweet kiss then goes to his room.

Celeste easily falls asleep but jolts awake a few hours later. She feels a sense of urgency. Deep inside her spirit something just feels wrong. Lord, what's happening? What are you trying to tell me?" Instinctively she just knows. She just she has to go pray over him. His name is very specific on her heart and mind. She gets out of bed and heads toward his room.