Behind the desk

"You slept with me behind your boyfriend Shawns back! Even if I did love you, you would have left me for him!" Wade shouted, causing the other members of The Corre to look at him.

Nolee looked at them both, "Guys...don't fight..."

"Shawn was leaving me!" John screamed. "He was retiring and going back to his fucking wife! So it didn't matter if we were still together, because he was leaving anyway! So I'm sorry if i was feeling a little lonely!" He shouted.

Nolee put her hand on John's shoulder. "Johnny..."


"You were my first," Wade teared up, "did you tell her that wasn't hte first time we had done something sexual. You kept giving me little 'lessons' about how to make men happy!"

Nolee removed her hand, "John...is it true?"

"Maybe..." He whispered, looking down at his shoes. "I taught you Wade, so you'd know what you were doing when you did have sex. I was doing you a favor."

Wade looked at him, "I didn't want other men. I wanted you. I wanted to make you mine. And when I saw you flirting with Shawn...I knew you would never be mine. But that's besides the point, I'm with the Corre now." he turned to Nolee, "If you want to meet me for dinner, I'll be across the street."

Nolee turned to John, "Sorry babe..."

John scoffed. "He was leaving! You could have stayed... I wanted you to stay. You left me. I gave you a chance. Remember that." He hissed and stormed to the elevator.

Nolee followed John, "Johnny are you okay?"

"I'm fine." John muttered. "He makes himself seem like the victim when I gave him a chance! I gave him a chance to stay with me and be his. But he blew it." He huffed. "I just wanna drink and gamble and forget about this. You can go with him if you want..."

Nolee frowned, "As much as I'd like to get laid...you're my friend and I'm here with you."

John smiled softly. "Thanks doll. Now let's go get you waxed. you can still get laid, even if it's a random guy." He chuckled and pulled her into the elevator. They got to the Villa and he pulled Nolee inside. "Go take off you're pants while I go get the waiting stuff."

Nolee sighed, taking off her pants and laying down on the bed. "If you hurt me, I'll kick your ass...."

John rolled his eyes. "You'll barely feel it. The first time they used this stuff on me, I got turned on." He chuckled and started putting the wax on Nolee's thighs. When he ripped the strip off, it was painless. Not and once of pain to be felt.

Nolee smiled, "Oh and don't think I didn't notice how you kept lookin' over at that Gabriel kid."

John blushed. "Yeah, well I don't go after closeted gays. They need to be comfortable with themselves before entering a relationship. Plus... he looks liek he'd bottom. And two pretty boys don't usually go together."

"Rhodes and DiBiase are together," she shrugged. "And who knows, you might be surprised. I don't look like I'd want to have control sometimes."

"Well, I don't like topping. I'm more comfortable taking it." He said as he finished the bikini wax.

"That didn't hurt at all," Nolee smiled, "Was it true? You taught Wade kinda like your teaching me?"

John nodded. "Yeah. I dunno... people come to me for advice. So I give it to them. And I didn't want Wade to not know what he's doing when he finally has sex. Though he was good in bed. But... I don't really talk to him unless its about work." He said. "Now go get dressed so I can do your hair." He said before getting up and getting dressed and ready.

Nolee changed into her dress, making sure her ample cleavage was on display, "Do I look okay?"

John smiled. From the dress to the stiletto pumps, she looked perfect. "You look sexy." He squealed. He himself had on tight leather pants, and a black button up shirt that clung to his torso, sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He pulled her int he bathroom and straightened her hair. Then added only a few large, loos curls. He put on her smoky black eye makeup before deeming her ready. "Lets go!"

Nolee linked arms with John and they walked downstairs. Nolee smiled, "Well, dinner or gambling first?"

"Dinner. Then gamble. Then party and get shitfaced till we can't remember that we're humans." He chuckled.

Nolee smiled, "That sounds good..." she looked over to where Justin was waiting in the lobby. "Go talk to the kid. He looks bored."

"Whyyy? I wanna party. Not make people feel better." John pouted like a kid, trying to pull Nolee to the valet.

"I'll get shitfaced with you if you just go talk to the kid,' Nolee smiled.