Another Monday afternoon before Raw, another one on one chat for a catch up with Raquel. Jay was sitting with her out in the arena, several rows back from ringside. All of the seats were empty right now – it would be hours before the building's doors were opened to fans.

"So, how are you?" Raquel asked as an opener.

"Pretty good. I've got a lot to talk to you about. Are you and Z okay?"

Raquel nodded. "Yeah, doing great. What's on your mind? Wedding plans, I hope."

Jay realised that she wanted him to open up while the going was good. As he would expect from his best friend, she knew how to read him.

"Wedding plans is one of the things, yeah. We'll come to that. First, let me get this out." Feeling anxious, he took in a deep breath and forced himself into what for some reason felt like a confession. "I started seeing a therapist this week."

"Really?" she asked in surprise. Then she put a reassuring hand on his leg for a moment. "Good for you, man. Seriously. How did you find it? Do you want to tell me what you talked about?"

"This first time? Not a whole lot, really. It surprised me. The therapist seemed to want to get to know me, and find out why I wanted to see her. By the time we got through that, the session was over before she could start pressing me on anything. I guess it'll be next time we get into properly talking about... what I want there for."

"Your childhood?" Raquel guessed.

"That's a lot of it, yeah. But not the only thing. I'm also sick of feeling like I'm not good enough for Erin, or that she might suddenly leave me. I know those things are bullshit but I think them anyway sometimes. Hell, sometimes I think you'll stop bothering about me too. That's not true either. My brain is just fucking weird."

"No, it's not. And I'm not going to stop bothering about you," she assured him, sounding a little offended by the suggestion.

"I know. Like I said, it's just how my stupid brain works. That my point. Stopping it making me think those things is what I want help with."

"Again, good for you for seeking help. I hope the therapist is able to help you. Keep me up to date with how it goes, of course."

"Thanks, I will. So, wedding plans," Jay said, finally setting into the conversation now that one of the uncomfortable subjects had been covered.

"Wedding plans," Raquel said excitedly, clapping her hands together. "I'm going to get us lined up for a suit measuring. I've looked up the best tailors in New York."

Jay was surprised, in a good way. "You did that?"

"Sure. I'm the best man. Or woman, remember." They both laughed.

"Making a mess of that request is something you're not going to let me live down," he said. It wasn't a question.

"Not a chance," Raquel said with a big smile on her face. "Okay, enough teasing. Tell me what plans you've come up with?"

"Erin wants to have the wedding at her dad's place, on the garden. There will be a very small number of invitees, and the celebrations afterwards will be in Hank and Mandy's 'orangery', whatever that is."

"I have no idea what an orangery is either," she admitted. "Must be something that rich people have. We certainly didn't have one on the ranch where I grew up. Anyway, that's how Erin wanted the wedding?"

"That's what she said. Clearly she's doing it at least partly for my benefit, but she did insist that's how she wants it."

"If that's how she wants it, that's how she wants it. Give the woman what she wants. What are you doing about the ring?"

Jay felt a moment of panic, until his brain caught up and assured him there was nothing to panic about. There was time. "Haven't done anything yet. Would you help me?"

"Of course. That's one of the best woman's jobs. Just remember all this stuff because I'll come looking for a best man one day."

Jay raised an eyebrow. "A woman can have a best man at her wedding?"

"A woman can have whoever she wants by her side at her wedding."

Jay smiled, realising he should have expected that answer from Raquel. She was a woman who lived by her own rules. "Hell yeah. Sign me up. I'd be honoured," he said.

"Great," Raquel beamed.

"Wait, did you just ask me to be your best man? And did I just accept?"

Raquel laughed once more. "Yes, I think that's what just happened. I guess that means I should get on with proposing to Z."

"You probably should," Jay said, nodding. His mind, though, was on the final thing he wanted to talk about. It was another awkward subject. Maybe even more awkward than talking about going to therapy. But it was something he definitely needed to talk to somebody about, and his closest friend was the only option.

"It is something I've been thinking about. Want to make sure I do it right though," Raquel was saying, still talking about proposing.

"Mami, there's something else I want to ask you about. Not sure how to really go about it though," he admitted, shifting around nervously in his seat.

Raquel looked at him reassuringly, not minding the abrupt change of subject. That was how he often conversed. "Jay, this me you're talking to. Just come out and say it, whatever it is."

"I need to know this is strictly between the two of us. Not a word to anyone, including Z."

"You have my word," she promised, now sounding somewhat concerned as to what he might want to bring up.

Feeling more embarrassed by the second, Jay now wished he hadn't said anything. But he felt committed, so he had to take the plunge. "The thing is, Erin has a fetish. Not a super weird one or anything like that. It's just... I don't know how to..." Words deserted him.

"Explore it with her?" Raquel guessed, gently coaxing it out of him. She truly did know how to talk to him.

"Exactly."

"Can you tell me what it is? It's hard to talk about it with you if I don't actually know what we're talking about."

Jay decided to go with it. After all, he knew he could trust her to keep his confidence. "Erin's got a fetish for gloves. Leather ones, rubber ones, those medical ones, whatever they're called. She gets off on wearing them, and on me wearing them."

"Okay. What advise do you need from me?" Raquel asked, as if what she had just heard was barely even noteworthy. Jay longed for a brain that allowed things to be that simple.

"Well, like, how do I help her enjoy it more? She gets fully into what I like, yet I feel like I don't know what to do for her. I mean, gloves do nothing for me of course."

"Jay, that doesn't matter. Erin's going to be your wife. If she can't express herself around you, what can she do? Enjoy her fetish with her. Enjoy turning her on, and find out what excites her the most. Buy her surprise gifts of gloves. Wear them yourself when you're around her. Wear them in the house even when there's no need, just because it might turn her on. Be confident, Jay. I know that's not easy for you, but around Erin? You should be confident around her. Z likes me to be dominant over her in the bedroom. I go with it, and we both enjoy it."

Jay knew every word about him and Erin was true. His mind didn't even take in what she had said about her and Zelina. Honestly, he had already thought of pretty much everything Raquel had just advised him. Nonetheless, hearing it from her did help somehow. He felt a bit more confident. Or was he just telling himself that? "I'll try my best," he announced.

"You should."

"Thanks, mami."

Raquel smiled. "Of course."

They moved on to talking about what was going on in Raquel and Zelina's lives. About ten minutes later, Jay's phone made the message tone that was uniquely assigned to Erin. Even Raquel knew that.

"It's your boss," she giggled, teasing him.

Jay grinned. "She's your boss too."

"Yes, but not in my house she's not."

Smiling at that, Jay took out his phone and read the message.

Erin: Need you in my office please. It's time to talk to Hailey about Maya.


A/N: Raquel agreed to help Jay with picking out a wedding ring for Erin, and in return he agreed to be her best man. If you want to see both weddings when the time comes, let me know.

Jay is trying to gain confidence around Erin's fetish. Do you think he can embrace it and spice up their sex lives?

The time has come for Hailey to find out that Erin wants to bring Maya back to WWE. How do you think the meeting will go?