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After mine and Tucker's talk last night I decided to give him a chance against my Souls pleading for me not to since my brain and heart were all for it.

We got to know much more about each other than what the press or the internet knows of us. I played it safe, not sharing too much in-depth information about what he'd try to use or throw back in my face if things went to hell.

Maggie and I stuck to our schedule, making sure that everything was on point and that if anything was off we'd fix it before it was the big day. all the way up to showtime.

Now here we are walking into the arena waving and smiling as I give some more pointers about what she will experience.

I stood there watching as Maggie did her thing and worked her ass off landing how she was supposed to and doing it all perfectly.

When she wasn't one the beams, the bars, I was massaging her shoulders, back, and feet.

We couldn't deal with cramps since she didn't want to risk messing up.

I cheered and hugged Maggie as she kept going.

After the day was done Maggie and I went separate ways.

"How is it that we keep meeting like this?"

"Simple you stalk me" I replied not even having to look to see who it was.

Lance chuckled as he joined me.

"Maggie's doing real good" he compliments

"As is your girl" I replied

"I worked her kinks out hard last night," he says

I shot him a glare and he threw his hands up.

"Not me personally but I had made sure the masseuse did the job. Just me my blue balls are proof I've not gotten off in a long time" he says

"Don't fuck with me Lance Tucker" I warned

"Using my words against me, how nice," he says

I just glared at him.

"I'm sorry for how I verbalized the whole thing," he tells me

I say nothing, just go back to my drink.

"Really? A Martini?" he asked gesturing to my drink

"It's cotton candy martini Tuckie" I replied

"Sweet," he says

"Are you here to piss me off or talk?" I asked

"I am sorry for stating that I worked my girl's kinks out hard last night. It was a slip up" he says

"You're gonna tread on very thin ice if you're not careful" I warned

"Let me make it up to you," he says

"How would you do that?" I question

"I can buy you another drink or take you out and show you just how much of a true gentleman I can be despite my reputation and nickname," he says

"Fine but if you try something I don't like I will dick-punch you and walk off" I warned

"Fair enough," he says in reply

After I finished up my drink we headed off to a cute little diner and had some greasy food. I practically had to feed Lance the food telling him half the calories wouldn't kill him since I had the bigger portion.

He stopped putting up a fight and allowed me to feed him before he returned the favor.

We had fun.

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