Randy's POV
I smirked. "You know you like it.
Kelly rolled her eyes playfully. I laughed a bit and pulled her closer.
"Do you what I would like?" I whispered in her ear.
"No." Kelly simply answered.
"If you would go on a date with me."
Kelly didn't respond for a couple of seconds.
"So will you go out with me?" I asked.
"No."
I was in complete shock. "What?"
"No Randy I will not go out with you." said Kelly.
"Why?" I asked.
How could this girl not wanna go out with me? Come on I'm Randy Orton.
"Randy like I said. All you want is sex. I'm not gonna be some target for you to get a hold of." said Kelly.
Why did this girl have to be hard to get?
I reached out and put a strand of Kelly's hair behind her ear then put my hand on her cheek.
"But Kelly, you're not just some target. I really want to go on a date with you." I half lied.
Sure this is for the bet but come on, Kelly is hot. Which straight guy wouldn't want to go on a date with her?
Kelly rolled her eyes. "Why do you want to go out with me so bad? We only lived with each other for a week."
I slightly rolled my eyes. "You ask too many questions. Princess, there is something about you that I want no, need to have."
"Come on Randy." yelled the referee from the ring.
I got up and looked down at Kelly. "Just think about alright?"
Kelly looked up at me. "Okay. I'll think about it."
"Perfect." I leaned down and gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
I smirked then climbed into the ring.
Mike's POV
I walked into the building. It was so weird coming in and not having Maryse next to me. I'm so stupid. I absolutely miss Maryse.
"Hey Mike."
I turned around and saw Mickie. I scoffed then turned back around.
"Mike." said Mickie.
I walked ahead.
"I know what happened with you and Maryse and well also with that Christina chick." said Mickie.
I turned around. "How do you know Christina?"
Mickie giggled. "Well, Christina and I are actually childhood best friends."
My mouth dropped. "Now what are you going to do?"
"Well knowing you, you're probably go back to Maryse since you well love her." Mickie paused. "Now do you think she'll go back out with her knowing you hooked-up with some chick?"
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Mike, how about this. You get John to go on a date with me and well your secret will stay a secret."
"You seriously need black-mail to get a guy?" I asked.
Mickie scoffed. "It's your decision. I could either tell her tonight in my match against her or I won't say shit. You pick."
