The Rematch (Wrestling Diaries #2) by Sarah Bale Page A

next to me on the bed.
      “I’m serious, Jamie. I know you’re not over him, but I also want to see where this goes. I feel alive when I’m around you and I haven’t had that in a while.”
      He didn’t make me feel the same way, though. When I was around him I had a good time, but that was it. Was it even fair to give him hope when I felt like this ? Didn’t we both deserve more – like fireworks or something?
      “I just don’t know how wise this is. For either one of us.”
      “But you’ll at least think about it?”
      I nodded and he leaned forward. I feared he was going to kiss me on the lips. Instead, he kissed the top of my head.
      “I’m going to shower before heading to the arena. Are you going to stick around?”
      Uh, I was pretty sure staying would be a bad idea. Knowing Denver he’d walk out of the bathroom completely naked. I wasn’t ready for that.
      “No. I’m going to go back to my hotel to change. LaTonya and I are going shopping today.”
      “Okay. I’ll see you later, then.”
      When I heard the shower running I hopped out of the bed. I must be crazy to even consider his offer, but I also knew I needed to move on. I found my things and left quickly.
      Thankfully I didn’t run into anyone that I knew. Explaining why I was leaving so early would’ve been so uncomfortable. Plus, people weren’t dumb. They’d put two and two together.
      Why do you even care what people think? Even my inner voice thought I was pathetic.
    At my hotel I showered and texted LaTonya.
      Me: Still want to go shopping?
      LaTonya: Yes. I’ll meet you at your hotel in twenty.
      Twenty minutes later on the dot there was a knock on my door. Opening it, I found LaTonya smiling at me.
      “Jamie, I’m seriously so glad you’re here. I’ve really missed you.”
      I stepped aside so she could enter the room.
      “You might not say that after I tell you what happened last night.”
      There was no sense in dragging out my news. She needed to know, since she was my friend and Denver’s ex. And if she got angry with me then I’d rather know before we spent the day together.
      “Well, I can tell you didn’t sleep here,” she said as she pointed to my bed.
      “That is correct.”
      “Were you with Denver?”
      I nodded, afraid to see her reaction.
      “Hmmm.”
      “What does that mean?”
      She smiled. “I wondered when he’d ask you out. He did ask you out, right?”
      “LaTonya, I think you’d better start talking.”
      “He’s had a crush on you for a while. Obviously he didn’t mention it when you were with Mesquite. I’m glad he told you, though.”
      I had to ask. “But won’t it be weird if we date? Everyone will talk. And Mesquite--”
      “Mesquite won’t be back for at least three months, Jamie. By then you either won’t be with Denver and Mesquite’s opinion won’t matter or you will be so happy that you won’t care what Mesquite says.”
      Did everyone know I wasn’t over Mesquite? Jeez.
      “I don’t know…”
      “Honey, it boils down to one thing. Are you ready to date? If you’re not, then tell Denver. If you are, then see what happens.”
      “And you’re sure you’re okay with us possibly dating?” 
      She laughed. “Honey that ship set sail a long time ago. Yes, I’m fine with you two dating. In fact, I approve. Now, get your purse. I’m ready to buy something that’ll rock Richmond’s world.”
      My best friend had some good advice. Now… where did I go from here? I knew one thing – this time I’d take it slow. I wouldn’t get caught up in the fantasy again.
     
     
    November 24
      I left New York City without giving Denver an answer. I needed time to think, but he said he understood. Back in Texas I had a nice Thanksgiving with my family until one of my aunts began questioning me.
      “So Jamie, now that you’ve been promoted are you going to finally grow up?”
      I blinked at her,