Trinity's POV

"How'd your match go against AR Fox?" I asked, looking at Austin Theory on FaceTime. Not a woman on this planet can deny how fine this man is. He's just so fucking beautiful. We have been talking for weeks now.

I  decided to move into an apartment in Jacksonville so that I am near the company's headquarters. Also, I need space from Maxwell. Everything about him makes me happy, but I am not pleased he gave me an ultimatum.

"Good as always. I'm going to miss EVOLVE," Austin said, with his fine ass. I've never really been into super muscular guys, but I want to lick his abs.

"Yeah, I knew WWE would sign you. Honestly, you'd be ready for the main roster," I admitted. The guy might be young, but he's exceptionally talented. He's impressive on the mic and a superstar in the ring.

"So will those rollers make your hair curly?" He asked, watching me get my hair together.

"Yes," I blushed at him. Something about him is so different, and I am not sure what it is. He makes my pussy throb, but also gives me butterflies. Maybe I am just crushing on him.

"I can't wait to see it," Austin smiled, showing off his beautiful teeth. Ugh, I wonder what his flaws are, cause aesthetically he's fucking beautiful.

"When are you coming to Jacksonville? I'd love to see you," I said, shooting my shot. You don't win when you don't take any chances.

"Soon. I want to spend time with you," Austin said, and I hope he wants to give me that dick. Right now I need my back blown out for sure.

"How soon is soon?" I asked, a little too eager to see him.

"You want me to come tomorrow?" He said, licking his lip and I wanted to melt right here on facetime.

"I mean," I said, in my little girl voice. "You can come tomorrow if you aren't busy." Yep, I am going to put the pressure on him to see if he's really about it. Does he really want it or is he just talking?

A small part feels like I am cheating on Maxwell, but I am going to ignore the angel trying to convince me not too.

"Say less, beautiful. Can't wait to see the view," He smirked, and I wanted to jump through the phone and fuck him right now.

"Alright, let me know your flight information, and I'll be there," I said, planning in my head all the ways I am going to bounce on the dick.

"Bye, Trinity," He said.

"See you," I said, ending the facetime call. I laid back on my bed, and it felt good to have something to look forward too.

My doorbell rang. I sighed, cause only a few people know about my new place. I am not exactly in the mood to argue with anyone. I got off my bed and proceeded towards the living room. I approached the door and looked through the peephole first.

I groaned, not exactly excited to see him right now. I took a deep breath and opened the door. "How did you find out about my apartment?" I asked, standing there with my hand on my hip, and my lips poked out.

"Well, hello to you too," Jonathan Fatu stood before me, and we haven't talked since I signed those divorce papers. I have been avoiding and staying out of the way. Not once have I publicly bashed him.

"What do you want Fatu?" I asked, not sure what this visit is even about cause I am done.

"AEW? How much are you getting for that deal?" Jonathan asked, getting into my business. I am just not really in the mood to talk to him.

"None of your business. Anything else you need? My spot is almost three hours from Orlando. I am not sure why you are here," I said, looking at the man who used to drive me crazy. I've never loved anyone the way that I loved him. He didn't look too bad with a beard.

"Can I come in?" He asked.

I nodded and moved towards the side so that he can walk into my apartment. I watched him closely as he looked around my luxury apartment. By the look on his face, he's surprised to see that I am doing very well without him.

He sat down on the couch, and I sat across from him on the other couch. I curled up and looked through my phone. I need to call Kip back.

"So, what are you doing here?" I asked.

"I want to come to AEW, can you help me?" My ex-husband asked me. Is he out of his mind? I left WWE to get away from him.

"So, we're going to act like you didn't hit me out of frustration?" I asked.

"Trinity, I have apologized to you over and over. I never did it again after that," He said.

"I don't want to be in the same company as you. So, no, I cannot help you," I said.

"C' mon, please I need this. You know I have children," Jonathan said.

"Not my problem," I said. Then my doorbell rang. I swear everyone loves to show up unannounced.

"Who is that?" He asked.

"I dunno," I said, walking to my front door. I looked through the peephole, and of course, it's my clingy boo.

I opened the door, and Kip lifted a bag of food. "I picked up your fav pasta from this cool place down the street," He said, and honestly the man is such a sweetheart.

"Damn, Trinity, you got a boyfriend already?" Jonathan said, causing Kip to look into my house.

"What is he doing here?" Kip asked, looking over my shoulder to see my ex on my couch.

I rolled my eyes. "Babe, he showed up unannounced," I turned around to face my ex. "He was just leaving," Hoping that Jonathan would catch the damn hint.

"Okay," Kip walked past me and headed towards my kitchen. I heard the cabinets open, so I know he's going to plate our food so we can eat.

"A white guy, Trin? Really?" Jonathan stood up, and I fan my hand towards the door, signaling him to leave my damn house.

"Bye, Jonathan. Don't come here again or I will get a restraining order," I said, making shit clear that I am done with him.

"This won't be the last you see of me," He said, walking out of my apartment. I closed the door quickly and locked it. I am never letting him again.

I walked into the kitchen and sat down. Kip already put our pasta in the bowl and had a glass of lemonade waiting for me. I am lost in my thoughts.

"You okay?" Kip asked.

"No," I admitted. With Kip, I don't have to pretend or lie about my feelings. I can always be open with him when I am not feeling my best.

"He wasn't a good husband to you, huh?" Kip asked, and I haven't told him much about my marriage. Though, I think it's pretty apparent it wasn't healthy at all.

"Not even close, but I will be okay," I said. Kip walked over to me and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my cheek and didn't let me go.

"You don't have to be the strong black woman with me all the time. I am here if you need me and I want you to be happy," Kip said.

Sometimes, I want to settle down again. I am so damn afraid to get hurt again after giving someone your absolute everything just to have them squash it.

"I appreciate that," I said.