Burning Passion ▹ ROLLINS [COMPLETED]

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The past couple of days, Baron and I have become really close. It's not uncomfortable or even awkward anymore. We're totally okay and becoming very good friends.

After Raw tonight, we're going to hang-out, but just us two. As a matter of fact, I've convinced Lillie to go out without me. She's gotten to a point where she doesn't even question me anymore.

I was packing up the last of my things at the make-up and hair table while Baron sat in one of the high-chairs. He was ready to go while I slacked a bit. I just wanted to frustrate him a little bit, to be honest.

"Come on already, Ellie," he whined, playing with the fur-ball I had on my key-chain. "I'm tired and ready to go. It's past ten already."

"I know and I'm sorry," I apologized, getting the last bit of things and stuffing them in my traveling duffle bag. "Here, I'm done."

"Finally," he breathed out, but I knew he was joking.

I spun around and he jumped up, immediately placing his arm around my waist. However, we didn't go anywhere due to the sight in front of us.

"Hey there, Ellie," Seth greeted me with no expression whatsoever. Then, he suddenly noticed Baron and straightened himself up. "Baron... What are you doing here?"

Baron had straightened himself up, too, handing my key-chain back to me, which I tossed into my bag. I don't know what it is about men that feel the need to do this.

"I'm making sure that Ellie here makes it to her car safely," Baron claimed, tugging on my waist. He wanted to go. Obviously. "We better get to it. C'mon, El."

Slowly and calmly, we walked passed Seth until we were halfway away. "What is it with the guy and his obsession over you?" Baron whispered to me.

However, I didn't get to answer before Seth called behind me: "When are you going to talk to me again, Ellie?"

Baron didn't seem to want me to stop, but I did and turned. Almost like we were face to face again, I simply said back to him: "Not today. Maybe another day. Goodnight, Seth."

With that said, I was taken back up in Baron's arms and flying into the parking garage, where our rental car was located at. He waited until we were in the car to ask again, "So, what's with him being so obsessed with you for?"

I waited until the car was being cranked and he was flying out of the parking garage to answer. "He's not obsessed. He's confused," I shrugged, answering it to the best of my ability.

"I wouldn't even call it that," he grunted, turning on the turn-signal to go left. "And why won't you talk to him? Because of the obsession?"

I shook my head and dryly said, "No, it's because of something else. I don't want to talk about it, though."

As soon as he was at the next red light, he stopped the car and looked directly at me. "He didn't do anything to you, did he?" Damn...

Again, I shook my head and cleared up: "No, of course not. He didn't do anything, really. It's just..." I paused, closing my eyes for the next part. "Other stuff."