Chapter 1: Ready

His accent.

That was the first thing she noticed about him. It was soft and lilting and reminded her of the backwoods of her home state. They weren't quite as beautiful sounding when they spoke but still, it was nice to be reminded of North Carolina without actually going home.

Zuri ducked back into the shadows just to watch his interactions with others. He was kind, sweet, handsome. She thought he was the sweetest person ever unless he was in Demon mode. She had only seen it once when she'd started six months ago as a writer for WWE. He hadn't scared her, actually it was….arousing. Such a sweet man into such a hard ass? She could deal with that. But he never saw her. It wasn't like anyone noticed her anyway. That's what happens when you're a nobody, she thought. Especially when you were a quiet, awkward Black nobody. She shook her head, walked out of her hiding place and kept her head down before anyone noticed her. I wish that HE noticed me though.

But he wouldn't. He was out of her league & even if he weren't, would the end result be worth it? Nah. She went on her way to hide in a locker room with her friends or maybe they'd want food. Either way, she had to get her thoughts of Fergal Devitt off her mind. For her sanity.