Cara was the blonde beauty every man imagined. She had deep, dark, blue eyes, curves in all the right places, and much like other motorcyclists, she had a sleeve tattoo.
She was well known for being one of the baddest divas in all of WWE. Although her spotlight of being the champion has faded, her influence on future divas still remains. Being recognized as the best of the best, WWE found it more than difficult to let her just leave. They convinced Cara to be the trainer for the soon to be divas.
One day after an intense training session, CC is approached by Glen (aka Kane). She's been great friends with him for a while, although not so much his brother, Mark (the undertaker).
"What's your thoughts of Mark?" He spurts out.
"Umm...He seems like the type that can hold his liquor. Other than that I don't know what you want me to say. I don't know him like I do you." I shrug my shoulders.
"Oh, he can hold some liquor alright. Just about as much as you." He laughs. "But no, what I'm asking is would you maybe want to have a drink with him later tonight? He's got a bit of a crush on you. Not to mention he does also own a Harley Davidson if that peaks your interest." He winks and nudges me a little.
I blush at the thought of this legendary wrestler having the hots for me. "Tell him to meet me at Lois's bar tonight. Seven sharp. Don't be late."
I turn on my heel with butterflies in my stomach. I had exactly three hours to get ready, but that didn't seem like nearly enough time.
It's 6:59 and Mark is no where in sight. What if I've been stood up? Should've known it wouldn- my thoughts were interrupted by a deep clearing of someone's throat. I look up to meet those dark eyes I'd been waiting impatiently to see.
"You didn't think I was coming did you?" He pulls out the stool and sits facing me.
"Never said that." I denied. "I'll take my usual." I tell the bartender.
"I'll have what she's having." He copies.
"Sure hope Glen was right when he did you can hold your liquor. Double shot of tequila first thing is pretty intimidating to most." I smirk.
"Double? I was expecting the whole damn bottle." He chuckles. "You're alright CC. Personally I'm more of a whiskey kind of guy, but this will do." He takes the shot.
"I'm just happy to know you don't drive a Suzuki." We both start laughing uncontrollably. "What makes you like me anyway?"
He takes a deep breath and begins to explain. "You've always caught my eye. Your stunning looks, your sassy attitude, your technique in the ring. Just everything about you has been different from the other divas. And I like different."
I blush harder than I ever have; I nod my head looking away from his gaze. "You like Disney movies?" I ask breaking the awkward silence.
"I don't like to admit it, but yes. Beauty and the Beast is my favorite. Yours?"
"The Little Mermaid. What's your favorite band?" I ask.
"Slipknot" we say in unison.
"Favorite food?" He questions.
"Ooh that's a hard one... I'm a chunky butt so probably Oreo mint ice cream." I lick my lips thinking of the deliciousness.
He smirks as we go back and forth with questions. We continue to talk until the early morning hours, and by the end of it all, I realize Mark may just be the one for me.
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