Only Temporary

First Glance

Angie POV

Today was my first day doing hair and makeup for the wwe superstars, I had been called in to cover one of their full time members of staff who had got sick.

Armed with the instructions of where I was to go as soon as I walked through the arena door into the backstage area I was lost. Glancing down at the piece of paper in my hands i re read the instructions but not of it makes sense becuase I can't see any of the  things they have mentioned.

Greats first impression - sorry I'm late I can't follow instructions!

"You ok there? Are you lost?" A deep gravelly voice asks and I look up to find the most beautiful blue eyes looking back at me, the man smiles at me with a dimpled smile that could make any woman weak at the knee.

"Um I...I'm looking for St..Stephanie Mcmahon" I stutter as my nerves get the better of me

"Oh she's just.......you know what follow me" he says giving me another smile before walking away, I follow trying and failing to keep up with his pace, he finally stops in front of a door.

"Here you go" he says nodding towards the door "and for the record I know you were staring at my arse for the last five minutes"

"I...I wasn't I....I swear" I stammer completely mortified but he just chuckles and walks away leaving me embarrassed and confused

"I see you met the Scottish psychopath" a voice says causing me to move my gaze from him to the person behind me "Stephanie Mcmahon" she says offering her hand

"Angelica" I say shaking her hand "but you can call me Angie, did you just say psychopath?" I ask nervously and she laughs

"It's just an in ring nickname" she smiles "He's a big softy really, but don't tell him I told you that"

Stephanie leads me through the backstage area walking me past numerous male wrestlers all of whom seem huge and slightly intimidating, just as we near the hair and makeup area I spot the man who had taken me to Stephanie's office and he smiles and gives me a wink making me blush slightly.

"So this is where you'll be working" Stephanie says opening a door "we have everything you need, of course you welcome to use your own stuff if you prefer, toilets are two doors down and the cafeteria is down the hall to the left, any questions?" She asks

"No I'm good" I smile

"Ok well I'll leave you to it" she smiles back "you know where I am if you need anything"

Stephanie leaves the room and I start getting my things out of my bag and setting up my table the way I like it, I'm just reaching over to place my brushes into a pot when the door opens causing me to jump and drop them all over the floor.

"Oh damn sorry didn't mean to scare you" the man says throwing what appears to be a snapped hair bobble in the bin before helping me pick up my brushes.

"It's fine" I say not looking at him

"You're new aren't you?" He asks placing the brushes he picked up in the pot on the table

"Yeah just started" I say "I'm a little nervous"

"I'm Jeff" he says offering his hand

"Angelica" I say shaking his hand "but you can call me Angie"

"Nice to meet you Angie" he says "now I don't suppose you have any hair bobbles that don't snap do you?"

"I have some strong ones but I can't guarantee they won't snap" I say handing him a bobble and looking at him for the first time, he's tall, muscular but not as big as the other guys, he's tattooed and has ear gauges. His dark hair falls just below his shoulders.

"I was wondering when I'd get to see your face" he smiles making me laugh

"I'm sorry" I laugh "I'm just so nervous and I've already had one guy accuse me of staring at his ass"

"Were you staring at his ass?" He asks perching on one of the other tables

"No! At least I don't think I was" I chuckle

"Well I need to go paint my face but I will definitely see you around" he says as he jumps to his feet and heads to the door

"Yeah definitely and thank you" I call after him

"For what?" He asks poking his head back round the door

"For taking the time to talk to me" I say

"No worries" he smiles "see you later Angie"

Don't look now Angie but I think you just made a friend I think to myself as I continue setting up my table, placing the last few things on the table I put my bag in the nearby cupboard and take a seat at my table.

I hear the door open but don't look up "don't tell me it snapped already" I chuckle and then look up to find it's not Jeff but the man from this morning stood there, only now he's no longer fully clothed, he's wearing wrestling trunks and boots nothing else, he looks like a greek god just standing there, my eyes travel up his body taking in the covering of dark hair on his torso before finally  reaching his face.

"Like what you see" he says chuckling

"I....I...do you need something?" I stammer feeling the blush warm my cheeks

"Aye, it occurred to me that I never asked your name" he says "I'm Drew"

"It's Angelica" I say

"It's nice to meet you Angel......you don't mind me calling you Angel do you?" He asks and I shake my head "Good, well I'll see you around Angel" he says winking at me once more before leaving the room.

I have no idea what just happened or why I just allowed a complete stranger to call me Angel but something tells me I have seen the last of Drew.