Falling for the Perfect 10

Chapter 11: Confrontation

A few weeks had gone by and Tye and I had managed to keep the storyline going, Hunter writing into it us drifting apart due to Tye's obsession with getting rid of SAnitY and Eric Young. It was a Friday and I, along with the UK boys, had been invited out for a drink and some food by Mustafa Ali for his birthday. A cruiserweight making his way up the ranks Mustafa had been trading workout techniques with the guys, showing them different things and even helping me with practicing my flips.

Tyler, Trent and Pete had stuck by me the entire time and when I insisted they must be bored of hanging out with me Trent had kissed my cheek and reassured me that this wasn't pity, it's just what friends did. So, that night, the four of us walked into a local bar not far from Trent's place and I was glad it was mostly guys there tonight. I loved the girls but, at least with the guys, I didn't have to get dressed up.

I'd driven the guys there and when Tyler came back with his drink he handed me a club soda and lime. I smiled and took it, taking a sip as we wound our way to the back area of the bar that the other wrestlers had taken over, swarming over the pool tables there. I went over and handed Mustafa the small gift we'd picked up for him, some new crossfit gloves and he hugged me tightly in thanks, shaking hands with the UK boys.

We spread out, me trailing near one of them at any given time but also talking with others, joking a laughing. It was the first night I'd been out and not had a breakdown about it beforehand. I knew Tye would be there, eventually, but for now I was having fun.

The music got louder and the guys kept drinking. I laughed as Rich Swann spun me in a circle and we had a joking dance off which ended in a fit of laughter from me. Brian Kendrick rolled his eyes and said "That's not how you spin a lady," and he caught my hand, spinning me away from him before spinning me back into his body and dipping me.

I laughed and held on to him, trusting his strength but surprised by the speed. When he set me straight I quickly realized this was going to turn into a contest so I broke away from the group to go get myself another club soda with lime, waving down the shouts of another round, indicating I'd order them.

When I got to the bar I had to lay practically over it to get the busy bartender's attention. He came over and apologized to me for the wait.

"You're with the crowd back there?" he asked.

"Yeah, I need a club soda and lime for me and they all want another round of whatever their last drink was," I said, rolling my eyes. "Their tabs, of course."

He laughed and fixed my drink for me, handing it over. I slid him the money and he said he'd have the waitresses bring out the drinks to the guys. When I got back to the crowd I stopped for a moment, seeing Tye had arrived and was talking with Kendrick.

I turned quickly and walked over to Tyler who was sitting in a chair, watching Pete and Trent play for who bought the next round.

There were no seats available so I simply climbed into Tyler's lap and held on tightly, turning my face away from Tye. Tyler, slightly shocked for a moment, held on to me out of instinct before looking around. When he saw Tye he sighed.

"Do you want to leave?" he asked.

"No," I said, quietly but determined. "I just needed to not be caught like a deer in the headlights when he saw me," I said.

Tyler nodded. "Ah, diversion tactics."

"Sorry Tyler," I said, smiling at him.

"Oh yes, do keep apologizing for putting your gorgeous ass in my lap. Makes perfect sense," he said, laughing as he took a pull from his beer bottle.