Chapter 1 – Cursed Posters & Massage Therapists

Deep ocean blue eyes looked up as Khloe Danielson stepped back as her blue eyes looked up at the advertising posters in the opposite corners of the ROH –Ring of Honor- ring. She was the companies massage therapist and had been for the last two years, but while the normal PR lady was on maternity leave; her job had doubled. The new talent coming through the door and the veteran talent was amazing as of late.

She pulled her fingers through her raven hair as her eyes went back down to her clip board as she was munching on some French fries. She looked over to the opposite corner and sat the huge 'Age of the Fall' poster with its three members going up was uneven. "Hey, Jerry Age of the Fall is getting ready to fall, if you ruin or destroy that poster I'm choking you out with my bare hands."

Jerry chuckled. "Yes ma'am boss lady. Tell me again why you're not up here doing this?" The older gentleman asked with humor in his voice. He already knew but he loved hearing her answer.

Khloe laughed as she shook her head. "Because I'm systematically terrified of heights. You'll never get me on a scissor lift without passing out and falling to my death babe. And besides it's why we pay you the big bucks." She smarted off.

Jerry nodded. "How did they appoint you the PR director? I thought you was just the massage therapist?" He asked honestly. "Though you seem to have a good handle on this advertising shit."

"Well thank you Jerry I'd like to think I know what I'm doing since I was in advertising before I went to massage therapy." Khloe laughed softly as she watched Jerry trying to put the poster back up.

"Khlo get your cute little ass out of the ring the two teams need to practice and you happen to be in the damn way." Gino Colucci one of the senior referees stated as he got in the ring with the Briscoe Brothers (Mark & Jay) and Age of the Fall (Seth Rollins –who wrestled under Tyler Black & Chris Scobille -who wrestled under Jimmy Jacobs)

Jay and Mark smirked as they walked over and each kissed Khloe's cheeks. "Damn, honey you make us look good." Jay Briscoe complimented.

"You make us look real good." Mark Briscoe stated as well as his eyes followed the raven haired as she walked around the ring.

Seth stood at 6'1' and weighed 209 pounds of pure muscle, not an ounce of body fat on his ripped frame. Okay so maybe he ate some cheeseburgers every once and a while that put a little fat on his bones, but a little fat didn't hurt anyone. He smirked at the Briscoe brothers, knowing they had a crush on Khloe Danielson. Truth be told, so did he. Seth had his eye on her ever since he started working for ROH a year prior.

Khloe's older brother Bryan Danielson had a lot of stroke in the company because of everything he'd done and all the championships he won. Seth had bid his time and waited for the opportune moment to ask Khloe out on a date, but time flew by and things happened. Before he knew it, a year passed since he started in ROH and he STILL hadn't asked her out. Now the Briscoe brothers had her on their radar and he knew if he didn't act soon, someone else would. "Guys, stop gawking at the pretty lady and let's get this started." He ordered, stepping into the ring with his long black hair pulled back in a messy bun, wearing a grey t-shirt with black basketball shorts and white tennis shoes.

Khloe could feel eyes on her jean covered ass as she shook her head before she looked back at Seth and winked at him. "Thank you Mr. Rollins." She stepped through the ropes and hopped down off the ring apron. Oh yea she did have a thing for Seth Rollins -also known as Tyler Black in ROH and the Indy's. She couldn't help it. That long black hair that hung in his face when he wrestled and those chocolate brown eyes; that body as hard and covered in muscles. She could swoon and melt at the same time for him. She was more comfortable in the ring than she was anywhere else. Her brother Bryan had been wrestling for years. When she graduated college she was in desperate need of a job to get away from small town Aberdeen Washington. Bryan let her know ROH was looking for someone to help design the advertising portion of the professional wrestling company; she interviewed and was immediately hired. She knew eventually her brother would move on to bigger and better things, but for now she was happy in ROH with him.

"Not a problem, Miss Danielson." He nodded his head back at her, being completely respectful and polite. It was in his nature. His mother would beat his ass black and blue if he was ever impolite to a lady. And that's exactly what Khloe was – a full-fledged lady. After sparring with the Briscoe's for an hour, Seth finally called a break and sat on the ring apron drinking his water. He looked over when his tag partner nudged him and smirked. "What?"

"You know what. Ask her out already, man. It's been a year, a freaking YEAR. I'm surprised nobody has taken the opportunity."

"What makes you think I wanna ask her out?" Seth demanded, raising a brow.

Chris smirked. "Because every time we see her, you can't take your eyes off of her."

"She's got a nice ass." Seth shrugged, trying to sound nonchalant. "Besides she's Bryan's sister and you know what he said about his sister dating any of us. She's off limits, bro."

Chris suddenly got an idea and clapped Seth on the back. "Suit yourself, man." He walked off and decided to go have a chat with Khloe.

Khloe was irritated the printers screwed up all the programs and she was ready to kill Jerry because the 'Age of the Fall' poster and fallen 3 times. "Jerry seriously, if you don't get that poster to stay up there; I'm rolling it up and shoving it up your ass. I guarantee it WILL stay up there."

Jerry groaned. "I'm sorry Khloe, the damn things is fuckin cursed or something. Seriously, it won't stay up here." He re-attached the corner again and re-aligned the poster once more.

"Oh that's right I forgot about the cursed posters it's in the ROH handbook under recently deceased hauntings in the arena's just before the chapter on how to get rid of Casper the idiot ghost." Khloe growled. "Make it work Jerry. I just want shit too look good for the show tonight." Khloe turned and walked back to her office in the back. It was basically an advertising - PR/Massage Therapy room. She did all the advertising and PR stuff a few days before the wrestling events and then the night of the events she would massages the wrestlers to warm up their muscles. The ROH big wigs figured out that when the wrestlers muscles were properly warmed up they tended to perform 10 times better in the ring.

Khloe noticed movement out of the corner of her eye as she looked up from her desk and saw Chris standing in her door frame. "How can I help you Mr. Scobille?" Chris Scobille was a sweet guy but he had a wife and Khloe was way more interested in his stale mate.

Chris chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "Can we talk for a second? Privately?" He walked into her office with her, closing the door behind him and smiled at her skepticism. "So okay, I'm not one to beat 'round the bush, so I'm just gonna come clean and flat out tell you." He had somewhat of a California accent to his tone. "Seth likes you, but he's too chicken shit to come out and say it. So I was wondering if maybe you'd help me make him see the light. I'm thinkin' we could get you agree to go on a 'fake date' with one of the Briscoe brothers since they've got a thing for you and instead of one of them showin' up at the meeting place, it could be Seth. So what do you think?"

Khloe laughed hard as she sat on her desk. "Am I really so scary that he can't ask me out?" She asked with a smirk. "He's pretty adorable. I don't know what makes me the dragon lady around here, but damn. I've been watching him since he got to ROH. I'm actually pretty impressed. The only other two people with his kind of wrestling talent are you and Bryan." She picked up her cell phone as it started to ring. "I have to take this, but uh – set it up and text me the details. And some day you guys are going to have to tell me why everyone is afraid of me."

Chris smirked, saluting her. "No problem boss lady thanks." He walked out whistling and didn't see his tag team partner watching his every move, whipping his phone out to dial his wife's number. He wanted to hear her voice, missing her something fierce.

What the fuck was that about? Last he checked, Chris had a wife and kids – what the hell was he doing talking to Khloe privately? This did not set well with Seth, not at all. Chris knew how much he liked Khloe and now he was going to cheat on his wife? Hurt his kids? It wasn't happening. Snorting, Seth stalked away, already formulating a plan in his head to make sure that Khloe didn't give Chris the time of day.

Khloe couldn't have been happier with Chris coming to her about Seth. She had a smile plastered on her face as she stepped out into the hallway and headed back to the main ring area. The printers were doing a rush job and re-printing the program so they were correct since it was their error. And this time they would be FREE. Khloe didn't pay for misprints. As she rounded the corner and saw Jerry putting the 'Age of the Fall' posted back up AGAIN. ""Seriously Jerry?" She sighed out in frustration. "Dude I'm starting to believe your cursed theory." She pulled her fingers through her hair. "At this point I'm about to go make a sage wrap and burn it to cleanse the demons out of this joint."

Jerry chuckled. "Hey at this point the sage burning might actually work because nothing else seems to be working boss lady." He was damn near at his wits end with this God forsaken poster.

Pumping iron and doing his Crossfit training was on Seth's next agenda, wanting to look completely ripped for his match that night. He still couldn't believe what Chris did, betraying him by going after Khloe. Seth had to figure out how to break whatever was between them fast. He refused to let Chris hurt his family, knowing how much the man loved them. He looked up when the Briscoe brothers entered the weight room and raised a brow, wondering what had Jay smiling from ear to ear.

"So you'll never guess who I just got to go on a date with me." Jay hadn't asked Khloe out yet, but he was waiting to see what Seth's reaction would be. "Thinking dinner and a movie, possibly getting in her panties if she lets me." Chris told him to bait Seth because that was the only way to get the man's head out of his ass.

"Who? Don't tell me it was Renee?"

"Khloe Danielson." Jay beamed at his brother. "Can you believe it? She finally agreed!" Now he just had to cover his ass and actually finalize plans with her since this was Chris's idea.

Mark chuckled as he looked over at Seth and could tell he was getting pissed off. "Keep it up bro, he's gonna through that barbell across the gym in a minute."

Khloe walked into the weight room with her blue shorts, sneakers and white tank top on; her hair pulled up in a ponytail. She needed to get right of her aggravation from the damn poster that still wouldn't stay. She pushed her earbuds into her ears and turned on some loud Three Day Grace music as she hopped on the treadmill and turned the speed up as she started jogging.

"Perfect timing." Jay murmured, nudging Mark and squared his shoulders, sauntering over to where Khloe was. He lightly tapped the machine in front of her so he didn't scare her, smiling when she took her ear buds out. Jay winked, hoping she caught onto what he was doing or else this was going to blow up in his face. "So Khlo, what time should I pick you up, sweet cheeks?"

Seth was officially going to gag, not believing Jay just called her sweet cheeks. Seriously? What kind of innuendo was that? Did Khloe really have a thing for Jay? If she did, then she definitely wasn't the woman for him because he was much hotter than Jay Briscoe could ever be. Then it dawned on Seth what was going on and he shot up from the bench, racking the bar harshly and stared straight ahead, trying not to let this bother him. First Chris and now Jay? He was going to kill them both.

Khloe smiled softly. "The show starts at 5 it will be over by 7, back to the hotel to shower and change into something datish; I'll have to see if I packed a cute dress or something. 8 o'clock sounds good." She winked back at him letting him know she fully understood as she tapped the end of his nose with her index finger. She looked over at Chris in the far corner and was hopeful that this ridiculous plan would work.

This was going to be epic, Chris thought, looking over at his pissed off tag team partner. They finished their workout and headed out to get ready for their match. While getting dressed, Chris knew he had to put his plan into action and clapped Seth on the shoulder. "Relax man, I know what'll cheer you up tonight. It just so happens I scored a lovely lady's number and she wants to meet you tonight. I know you're sore about Khloe, but forget about her. She's not worth it. Let her go run off with Jay and pop out a few puppies for him. Now put a smile on your face. You got a hot blind date tonight."

"And if I refuse?" Seth challenged with a snort.

Chris smirked. "Then I'll show those polaroid's of you when were in Vegas last year."

Seth groaned, lowering his head. "Damn it, you were supposed to burn those!"

"And waste all that blackmail?" Chris snorted, waving his friend off. "As if, bro! So are you going on the blind date or do I have to use those pictures?"

"Fine – FINE!" Seth already knew he was going to regret this blind date idea. He hated blind dates; he was going to kill Chris after the date sucked.