Brock Lesnar is the Beast Incarnate who hasn't been with anyone since his divorce three years ago and doesn't really care for anyone in the WWE.
She is the fearless Divas champion of the WWE whose life is a mess as she seems to push everyone who car...
I sighed as I wasn't sure why I had offered coming into town when I had no idea what shit to buy.
I wasn't going to give Nicole a call as she would just call me that annoying nickname and then tell me she should have come herself.
I didn't want her being out and about as while she had been in my hometown quite a few times she hadn't really been around town and with how she liked to dress I didn't want to not be around if anyone tried something.
I knew she would eventually have to get used to it as it was her home now but she had plenty of time to do that, not today.
The kids were currently at my house so if I had to accompany her it would have meant all of us would have to come.
And that would just be a fucking headache.
"You are Brock Lesnar, can I please have a picture?"
Last fucking thing I needed.
"Uhm how about a handshake I don't want to draw too much attention?" I offered and she nodded and shook my hand and I moved on.
I texted Nicole as I didn't feel like making another trip and she texted back the stuff she needed for dinner .
I never had to do these things when I was married as I had been in UFC , training and being in my house took all my time.
I hopped out of my truck and the house was quiet so I figured they were out back.
I set the things on the counter and saw Nicole walking in, "I don't know what the name of that spice was that I was supposed to.."
I frowned as she stared at me blankly.
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"I .. Duke got hurt.." She mumbled .
"What?" My eyes widened and I moved past her and saw him sitting on the chair at the table.
"Hey you okay?" I tried looking for where he was hurt.
He nodded, " I fell" he lift up his pants and I saw a band-aid on his knee.
"Now you have a scar like daddy!" I showed him a mark on my arm that had been there for awhile and he laughed.
"Come on Turk!" I called out as he was throwing the football up in the air.
"Aunt Coco's going to prepare dinner. You can watch some TV" he ran up as I carried Duke in my arms and I saw Nicole wasn't in the kitchen where I had left her .
I knew she must have felt bad.
I set them on the couch and turned on the TV which I only had for them.
I hated the shit they had on those things these days.
I made my way upstairs as that's the only place she could have been.
