An open suitcase rests on the mussed quilt in a room that is filled with the golden glow of the sunset shining into the window. Sitting beside it, Colton Myers watches as a familiar redhead walks out of the nearby closet with an armful of clothing.
“You know Sammi, we could consider this next supercard as a belated honeymoon you know,” offers Colton as he folds a pair of worn jeans and tosses them into the suitcase.
“Darlin’, what was Greece?” answers Sam as she drops the clothes on the bed then reaches for the garment at the top of the pile and holds it up to reveal a shiny silver dress that looks like it is made of coins. “What do you think Colton?”
He whistles low and nods. “You will look awesome on my arm when on that ship in that sweetness,” he answers. “As for Greece, that was…ahhh…”
Sam giggles as Colton is caught in his ‘lie’ while she folds the silvery dress and slides it carefully into the suitcase. Reaching for the second outfit, she holds up a bathing suit that leaves little to the imagination. Colton shakes his head as she raises an eyebrow. “Okay, let’s call it a six month honeymoon then but we have to remember that I still have to do all the media and meet and greets that come with being one to the Bombshells of Sin City Wrestling.”
“I get that Sammi,” offers Colton as he pulls the barely there bikini out of the suitcase and sets it behind him. Sam catches it and then doesn’t offer him a glimpse of the bathing suit that she stuffs into the suitcase as his attention is on a pair of daisy duke shorts that he holds up. “Are you kidding?”
“Oh really Camo,” says an exasperated Sam as she yanks the shorts from Colton and puts them in the case. She holds up a ‘have you seen this girl’ tee with her winky/kissy face on it. Colton laughs as Sam folds it and packs it away into the suitcase.
Moments later, Sam has finished the packing and then closes the case and pulls it off the bed and sets it on the floor. She turns towards the bed where she is pulled into the embrace of Colton who pulls her onto the bed and leans over her. “Sam, are you ready for this trip? I mean it has been a few weeks since you have been in the ring. And the cruise…are you sure that you really want to do this. I saw who your opponent is and well, she is probably coming for some revenge.”
“Revenge…what are you talking about?”
“The fact you are facing Bea Barnhart again,” says Colton as he watches Sam’s reaction. It is soon in coming as she leans up on her elbows and gives Colton a glare which quickly turns into a smile. Pushing at Colton, Sam rushes to the closet once more while she calls out for Colton to put the suitcase back on the bed. Lifting it, he sets it on the bed and looks back towards Sam who has pulled two outfits out of the closet. “I thought you were finished packing sweetness,” he comments.
“Darlin’ I just found out that I was going to get a win at Summer XXXTreme against Bea Barnhart…I need something to wear when I celebrate that win!” exclaims Sam as she holds up the two dresses. The scene fades out to the sound of chuckling from Colton Myers.
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Well well Bea, once again we are on that same merry go round of facing each other in the third match between us and I really have to ask myself if it isn’t insanity. If I am honest, I would say that you are insane for asking for a match against me once again. I mean really, it is the absolute definition of insanity. You keep doing the same thing and expecting a different outcome.
We both know that over a year ago, you and I stepped into the ring and I of course beat you in that match and then you were nothing to me, I moved on. Then this year, you decided that you wanted to face me because I accused you of being a liar and proved it. But that wasn’t enough to stop you from losing once again. I have to ask you honestly Bea, are you thinking that third time is a charm for you? You aren’t insane, you are completely delusional.
We have faced off in the ring two times and two times I have beaten you. I seriously have to wonder why you put yourself through the punishment that I have to dish out to you because you seem to think that when you step into the ring with me, you stand a chance. We both know that on that ship there isn’t going to be any mercy from me. I am tired of having to step to you in the ring and having to beat you again and again.
I don’t know if you are masochistic or not but there has to be someone you would want to face other than me. I mean when my husband told me that you are my opponent on the cruise, I did get a little cocky. I mean why wouldn’t I? I have beat you before and I will be beating you again at Summer XXXTreme. Just promise me one thing Bea please…Once I beat you in the middle of the ring, please stop trying to face me. It seems to start being an obsession with you wanting to face me. And if I keep beating you like I do, it might do something to your psyche and I would really hate to do that to you. But between you and me, we both know the outcome from our match at Summer XXXTreme don’t we?
So let me apologize now. I am sorry Bea, once again facing me in the ring will be giving you another tick in the loss column.
A warm breeze comes off the ocean as a door to a balcony is slides open. Sam moves out to be bathed in the sunset. Dressed in a pair of dark leggings with a long, ripped tee that covers a halter of black. Behind her Colton comes out on the balcony of their stateroom.
“Sam, isn’t it tonight that your friend is doing that beer pong tournament?” asks Colton as he wraps his arms around her waist. “Did we want to go and show him that I know how to play.”
Sam looks over her shoulder at Colton and gives him a curious look. “I don’t know if you want to do that…”
“Why not?” he demands with a confused look. “Sammi, you know that I am the Alpha Delta Tau beer pong champion. I don’t think that I could lose given my luck.”
“Ooookay,” says Sam with a chuckle as she turns in the arms of Colton and offers him a soft kiss on his lips. “I will bring you to the game. But don’t blame me if you are in over your head.”
Sam moves out of his arms and then moves into the room where she grabs the room key and holds the door to the room open to usher Colton out.
Half an hour later, the beer pong table is covered with splashes of foamy beer. On one side Colton is swaying slightly as he holds up a pink ping pong ball ready to toss it across to where Ben Jordan is standing with his arms crossed and a smirk on his face. “Ginge, what the hell is he doing?”
Sam looks at Ben then at Colton and shrugs. “Beats me, Prat. I think he thinks that he has you on the ropes.”
Ben looks down at the four red cups in front of him and then the one cup in front of Colton. Raising his eyebrow and smirking at Colton, he watches as the pink sphere hits the rim of the cup and bounces away. Colton stares then his eyes widen as Ben ends the tournament for him with a nonchalant toss into the cup.
“I don’t believe it, I am the champ back at my fraternity!” Colton exclaims.
“Sorry mate,” Ben drawls. “Who’s next?”
Sam moves to the end of the table and lays a hand on the shoulder of Colton. “Let’s see what I can do about this prat,” she offers with a wink at Ben.
“No fair Ginge, I’ve already beaten everyone else.”
Sam smirks as she picks up the ping pong ball. “Let’s go amateur,” she taunts Ben who once more raises his eyebrow.
The pair trades glass for glass with Sam taking a quick lead. With only one cup in front of Ben, he looks over at the redhead who brings the ball up. “This will end it Ben, I sink this shot, I get to pick the movie for our traditional date, I miss you get to choose.”
At Ben’s nod, Sam gives it a soft toss and the ball lands directly in the cup.
“Bloody hell Sam, how did ya…” Ben sputters. “Ya taught me the game, why didn’t you…”
“I taught you the game Ben, but I didn’t teach y’all my secrets,” teases Sam who moves around the table and then catches the arm of her cockney friend and begins to drag him away. “Movie’s set to start in thirty minutes and you need to get me some snacks and drinks.”
Colton laughs at the look on Ben’s face as he calls out to the pair as they leave. “Don’t forget to get my girl back by midnight or she turns into a pumpkin!”
"She'll be back by half eleven if she keeps this up," Ben offers causing Colton to laugh.
Ben shoots a thumbs up towards Colton as Sam sticks her tongue out at her husband then the pair disappear.
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Bea, it is getting close and y’all are trying your level best not to show your fear about what is going to happen in the ring when you step inside of it with lil ole me. I have to say that y’all are really brave or really…I don’t want to admit it, but y’all are crazy Bea. I don’t mean like ‘Oh that woman is crazy’ I mean batspit, over the ledge, straight jacket delusional.
Do you remember when I told you that the definition of insanity is doing then same thing over and over again and expecting a different answer? I seriously thought that I got through to you and when I warned you that you would just get the same answer again and again and that is that you will not be able to beat me, Bea. You tried once, you failed. Y’all tried a second time and let me ask you how that worked out for you hmmm? I think it was one more loss in your drive to put me in my place, wasn’t it? Tsk tsk, you just aren’t having a good record when it comes to facing me.
Now you accuse me of asking to kick your rear one more time which just makes me chuckle. I don’t have to ask for that because I could care less about facing and beating you again. If it makes you feel better about the fact that you need an excuse to have ready for when you lose again then fill your boots. Bea, in all honesty, there is something I want you to know about all your talk. That is all it is, talk. It is like Charlie Brown’s teacher to me now…wah wah wah…wah wah wah. Different promos, same comments. When will it all end?
Sincerely Bea, I hope to goodness that you listen to me when I tell you that I am tired of listening to all your talking smack. I will give you one thing though; you are pretty confident in your abilities. Sadly, those abilities fall a little short when it comes to facing me in the ring. Not that is it a bad thing all things considered. When you face me in the ring, you are facing a multi time Bombshell Roulette champion, a World Mixed Tag Team Champion, a two-time Bombshell World champion and a Sin City Wrestling Hall of Famer. If I was a mean girl like you, I would be saying that you should feel privileged to be facing me but knowing you if I said something; like that, you would be all over me like a chicken on a junebug about how I talk spit and you can’t stand the smell of it. So, I will stop it right here with the only thing that I really need to say to you.
Your luck is done, the match is coming up and you WILL be losing to me once more and that is the unedited truth!