Legit Business

Table For 3 w/ Sasha Banks, Daniel Boyce & Trish Stratus.

A day or two later, Sasha and I were sitting in her apartment in Boston just getting ready to watch the latest episode of Table For 3. Which featured us but also had WWE Hall of Famer and one of my oldest friends Trish Stratus joining us.
"I'm so excited to see this babe."
"Not as much as I am." I kissed her as we got comfortable on the couch.
"Oh, by the way, mom is looking forward to meeting you tomorrow." She smiled.
"And I'm looking forward to meeting her. Terrified beyond belief but still." She nudged me in the ribs with her elbow. "Just kidding." I laughed.
"Well, if you think about it, babe. We were put together this past Monday, wrestled perfectly in our first match together. Now we're the talk of Twitter, Instagram, Facebook and are the featured point on Table for Three. We've come a long way in such a short time."
"That we have. And even though I never thought that I'd be back in the ring all these years later. But if you were to tell me that I'd be not only back in the ring or at ringside for any reason. But told me that I'd be with one of the most beautiful young talents in the company. I'd have just brushed you off."
"Because you felt that you'd never be allowed to come back." I nodded. "Ohh."
We looked at the tv and saw the episode starting.

'Tonight on Table for 3.'
"No, he didn't?" Sasha asked.
"Oh yes, he did. Ha ha ha." Trish replied.
"Don't make me embarrass you in front of the Boss now," I replied. We all laughed together and the logo for Table for 3 appeared.

Sasha and I watched the entire episode. And one part we had the most fun rewinding and watching over again was...

"Daniel and I were in line to be the next Sherry Martel and Shawn Michaels right?" Trish pointed out about a month in 2003. Sasha nodded. "Well, Daniel here, dressed just like the old Shawn Michaels. Sunglass clip ons for his glasses, the mirror studded vest everything right. Just to look the part."
"He didn't?"
"Oh yes, he did. The man of a thousand faces had one hell of an amount of egg on his face after that night." Sasha and Trish laughed.
"Don't make me embarrass you in front of the Boss now," I said with a partial grimace.
"Okay. Anyway, we somehow pulled it out that night. Who were our opponents?" She asked me.
"As memory serves we were against Ivory and Stevie Richards of Right To Censor that night."
"I can't believe you dressed like Old School Shawn. Ha ha ha." Sasha smiled.
"Okay, which of us dressed in Eddie Guererro's colors and tried, mind you. Tried to imitate him at Wrestlemania 32?" Sasha shut up but still had a long smile on her face. "At least I had the good sense to try and look the part and not just wear the colors."

We must have watched that part about ten times alone. After a while, though Sasha and I decided to go for a stroll in the park to stretch our legs and just get some fresh air. As we walked Sasha and I talked about what we would possibly do after TLC.
"Well, I'm sure that we'll win the mixed tag babe. I'll get the women's title the next night."
"Then I'll go after the Universal or Intercontinental title." I smiled.
"Why not?"
"I'm just not sure if anyone will give me a shot at any title. I've held the IC belt at least twice, European four times, but if push comes to shove. I'd be more than happy to be demoted to the  manager as long as I was your manager." I looked at Sasha and she openly blushed.
"Well as alluring as that sounds. I want you to have your own title as well babe. And as far as I'm concerned it could be the Universal or the IC." I smiled at her confidence in me.
"One thing I've noticed."
"What's that?"
"Since we became closer you started calling me babe."
"You don't want me to call you that?" She asked.
"Not unless you want to make it official." I smiled.
"Oh, I do." She grinned.
I held her hand and asked, "Sasha, will you be my girlfriend?"
"I most certainly will." She grabbed my jacket, "Come here." She pulled me into her and kissed me with enough fiery passion that I thought the little pond in the park would have dried up instantly. Once we pulled away from each other. We walked to a little hotdog vendor and ordered some food and a couple of sodas.
We sat on a bench after I paid for the dogs and sodas. "You know. Now there is a reason for your mother to meet me."
"Yeah. You're my boyfriend now." She kissed my cheek as we dug into the dogs.
After we finished the dogs and soda. We walked a little more before heading back to her apartment and I looked through my phone and found a photo taken on set of Table for Three that was posted by Trish herself. "Hey, Sasha baby. Take a look at this."
"What is it, babe." Sasha looked over my bicep and saw the pic Trish posted on Twitter. "Oh, that was nice of her."
"I'll say. Read the caption."
'Had a lot of fun on set with The Legit Boss and The Man of A Thousand Faces. Glad to see him back and that he's found happiness again.' She read.
"You think she knows something we don't?" I joked.
"Babe." She kissed my cheek. "You know very well what she meant."
"Oh, I know." I laughed.
"Come on. We need to get ready for bed. Mom will be expecting us at ten thirty in the morning tomorrow."
"You got it,  Boss." She slapped my shoulder and smiled.
"Oh, I'm in love with a clown." She giggled as we changed into some sleepwear and got in bed. Once she turned off the overhead light I took off my glasses and placed them on a bedside table on my side of the bed and she and I snuggled close together. My left arm wrapped around her shoulder and her head resting comfortably on my chest. "Goodnight Daniel. I love you."
"Goodnight Sasha. I love you too beautiful." We just closed our eyes and slowly but gently drifted off to sleep.