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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Amelia’s POV

We are now in California and it’s been two weeks since I kissed Glenn and things couldn’t be better. He had driven us back to the hotel that night and we discussed what happened and since then we’ve been pretty much inseparable. The only problem is I still haven’t told my dad that we’re together. I swear that would be a death wish, more for Glenn than for me. He agreed and until we knew where this was going we were keeping it on the down low, the only other person that knew being Regan. Finding time to be alone was a small issue but we made it work. Regan would cover for us if we left and someone wanted one of us.

I had gotten to know Shannon pretty well in this time too. He was absolutely head over heels for Reg and yet she was still after Phil. In fact she had a date with him tonight which was the reason why I couldn’t get the shower that I desperately wanted seeing as I was going out to a local bar with Glenn tonight and I wanted my damn turn in that bathroom. Sure going to a bar was a risk of getting caught but there if someone saw us we could say we were just hanging out and no one would think different.

“Finally! I thought you were drowning yourself or something” I joked as Reg made her way out of the bathroom wearing a black skirt and spaghetti strap shirt. “Oh shush, you can have your turn.” I stuck my tongue out at her and made my way into the bathroom and got myself into the shower. Unlike Reg I wasn’t going to take forever and 10 minutes later I was out and drying my hair after I’d gotten dressed in a denim skirt and a white t-shirt. I quickly curled my hair black hair and put on a little eyeliner and lip gloss. Personally I didn’t like wearing a lot of make-up.

I made my way back into the bedroom and grabbed my favourite pair of boots. Knee high black leather that gave me an extra few inches, which when with Glenn was a definite necessity seeing as he is literally 2 feet taller than me. “So Reg where is Punkers taking you?” I asked as I zipped up my boots, was there a chance that I looked like a hooker? Maybe but I didn’t care. “I honestly have no idea...nor do I care.” I rolled my eyes; of course she didn’t care she couldn’t see what was in front of her, Shannon.

I was about to say something when there was a knock on the door. I looked at the clock and almost squealed seeing that it was after 8 which meant that it could only be Glenn. Regan answered and I couldn’t help the huge smile that broke out on my face when I saw Glenn standing there in tight jeans and a blue shirt. “Damn Glenn, you clean up nice!” Regan said laughing at the expression on my face which I’m sure was pure shock at what she said. “Thanks, Regan...I think,” He said moving passed Reg to stand in front of me.

Glenn bent down enough to give me a quick kiss. “Evening beautiful, you look amazing.” As always I blushed when he complimented me. “Thanks, you don’t look all that bad yourself.” He flashed me a smile and I could hear Regan giggling at me. I flipped her off, making Glenn laugh and grabbed my purse. “Ok Reg, be back later, don’t wait up we may be late. You know where we’ll be right?” I always told her where we’d be just in case dad showed up out of nowhere. “Yeah, I know where, don’t worry I’ll keep Mean Mark away.” I gave her a quick hug and grabbed Glenn’s hand practically pulling him out of the room, well as much as I could anyway considering my size to his.

Whenever we went out together we were stared at and I knew it was because of the height difference. Next to my man I looked like a tiny doll. This is probably why he sometimes calls me such. We made our way carefully to the truck that Glenn had rented, hoping that we weren’t spotted by anyone on the roster or even a fan. Being the gentleman that he is he opened the truck door and helped in by picking me up seeing as I really couldn’t reach the seat. I said thanks and gave him a quick kiss before he shut the door and made his way to the driver’s side.

As soon as he was in the truck and he had it running he grabbed my hand in his, kissed it and began the short drive to the bar, in all honesty we could have walked but there was a chance that it could get cold tonight and Glenn didn’t want to take the chance of either of us freezing. The ride itself was quiet, all the talking would be done as usual when we got to the bar and if I was lucky I would get the chance to actually dance with him tonight seeing as the date we had at a bar we had just been going out to the dance floor when my dad showed up. I ended up going to the washroom and Glenn ended up getting a drink.

When we got to the bar he got out of the truck and then helped me down. He was always like this with me. Opening doors, helping me out of vehicles that my short legs would never let me do on my own...he was a romantic, even though all of our 3 dates have been in bars but again that’s just in case we run into someone. “So, baby girl, what are you drinking tonight?” Ah yes ‘baby girl’ that was his pet name for me and I loved it. “Just rum and coke big man,” I said with a smile.

He nodded, got me seated at a table and then went off to get drinks. If I knew him like I thought I did he would come back with my rum and coke and he would just have a coke due to the fact that he was driving. He was always being responsible. As predicted he returned with our drinks and I snuggled up to him as much as I could from where I was sitting. Everyone who saw him thought of him as the character he played on TV. When in reality he was one of the gentlest men I knew, and trust me I know a lot. Hell he even liked to cuddle on the couch and just watch TV.

We talked about everything, movies, books he tried to explain some politics to me, something that I didn’t ever think I’d understand. We’d been at the bar about an hour when he asked if I was ready to dance yet. I would have been stupid to say no and we were just about to get up when I spotted Regan running towards us. She looked extremely upset and was crying. “Reg, oh my god what’s wrong?” she shook her head and said the one name I was dreading...Punk.
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