I'll be mad over you
Mad over you
Mad, mad over you
You've made all my dreams
You've made all my dreams come true

I was in my room getting ready to head out for a women brunch with the girls. I was putting on the finishing touches. My red matte lipstick.

I slipped on Saint Michael heels and grabbed my Michael kors handbag. I headed outside and got into my Range Rover.

A few minutes later, I arrived at the Savoy Cafe. I got out my car and handed the keys to a valet. Walking inside the cafe I greeted the girls so happy to see them. I sat in a seat between Nikki and Brie.

Nikki handed her the wine that she had saved for me.

"So what's going on?" I asked taking a sip of my wine.

"You're the talk of the locker room." Nikki told me.

"Wow, I am that's shocking." I said.

"You are and all the women are shocked." Brie told me.

"What I came to town?" I laughed.

"Yeah, some are scared of you!" Brie laughed.

"Why are they scared of me?" I asked.

QueenAlexG.:The MCM which is the beast

"For one, you pushed Rusev and two, you're working with Brock Lesnar." Nicole said.

"Okay so, I don't see what the big deal is." I said.

"You never see what the big deal is." Brie said.

"So how is this storyline work?" Nikki asked.

"I'm Brock's manager until Heyman comes back from his injury. I get to kick Lana's ass and Brock gets to Rusev's ass in the ring." I answered.

"Okay, I'm so excited to see you in the ring. I was really surprised when I saw you came out the other night but I loved the way you slammed Lana and give her a run for her money." Nicole said.

"I wasn't going to fight but she slapped me and nobody slaps Alexandria in the face and gets away with it." I said.

"I know that's right." Brie said.

BrockLesnar : The lovely @QueenAlexG and the Beast #backstage #photoshoot #conquering

QueenAlexG: @BrockLesnar Thank you doll I look so damn good with you.

I got in my car and my phone rang I answered it on the steering wheel.

"Hello." I said.

"Alex, Let me take you to dinner." I heard Brock say.

"Brock?" I Asked.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Why?" I asked.

"I want to get to know you since we're going to be working together." He said.

"Pick me up at eight don't be late." I replied then hanging up.

It's 5:00 by the time that I gets home from hanging out with the girls. I have two hours to shower and change clothes,
I pulled into my house then walked in heading to my closet to pick out what to wear.

I take a ten minute shower and I puts on a tight-fitting dress. I slipped on my nide heels. I puts on makeup and blow dries my hair before curling it a little bit. I checks my watch and I'm grateful that only forty-five minutes have passed.

Brock L.

There Brock stood in the bathroom, leaning over the sink. He was steading his breath, taking his hat off; he turned on the faucet, splashing cold water on his face to wake himself up. Wiping off his face, Brock placed his hat back on, running his hand on the back of his neck. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and smiled, bowing his head down, chuckling.

He walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.

He checked the time on his cell phone. Six o'clock. Son of a gun, was he in the bathroom for that long?! Then Brock noticed he had received two texts. From Alex.

is it alright if we meet at six o'clock?

Hi, I haven't heard anything from you yet. See you tonight, Brock!

On my way Alex I'm running little late.

oh okay that's fine at least you didn't stand me up lol.

ALEX G.

Waiting on Brock, I checked my makeup and looked over everything. I made sure condoms were in my nightstand just in case things went south later. You never know. I heard a knock on my door then I walked over to the door opening it revealing Brock looking handsome.

"You look great Alex." He said looking at me.

"Thanks, you look great yourself." I replied.

"So umm where are we going?" I asked when I got in his truck.

"Italian restaurant." He replied.

"Oh okay." I said.

"We're here." He answered.

"Okay."

He quickly parked the car and got out so he could open the door for me. He handed his key to valet parking.

"This way." Brock said.

They stepped through the restaurant's doors and got a table.

"Stop acting so weird, it's freaking me out."

He shook his head, trying to knock away his uneasiness. "Sorry."

"No problem," I answered.

He looked at me for a long moment, trying to read me.

The waitress interrupted then, asking for their orders.

"Oops, sorry," Brock said. "We haven't looked yet. Give us another minute, please?"

The waitress walked away, and I looked at Brock. "You sound so professional."

Brock grinned. "I'm a beast. It comes with the territory."

I sighed. "Guess so."

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Arriving back at my house and he walked me to the door.

"You want to come in for a drink?" I asked.

"Yeah" He said walking into the house.

He followed me to the kitchen.

"Do you want something to drink?" I asked turning around and opening the fridge. I grabbed two water bottles and closed the fridge.

"Thank you." He said as I handed him the water bottle.

"You're welcome." I said opening the water bottle and taking a sip of it.

"I had a good time." I said.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yes." I said.

"I'm happy to hear that. I had a good time too. We should do this again." He said.

"We definitely should." I said.

I looked up and gave him a light kiss right on his lips. It made him smile from ear to ear. It was the sweetest kiss he had ever received in his life.

Tonight had been the best night ever.