They head to the gym

At Tara's gym, Jobber. Tara leans against a weight machine and checks her watch.

"They're not coming." Ann groans.

"Yeah,fahrget dahse grets. we can 'ave a nahrmal tag match wethooeht dahse two." Delisha adds, chugging down a beer.

"Besides. The way you spoke of the man. Are you sure we can trust him to even show?" Diabla adds

"Don't worry they will show." Tara adds. "Tikka is an honorable person as we all know. And for that man. Hmm..." Tara smiles, "I have a feeling passing up a fight is not his style."

The bell over the door rings and in comes Jake and Tikka bags in hand. Both seem to be glowing while holding each other hands.

"Well, looks who finally shown up." Tara smiles.

"About time!" Ann replies.

Tikka bows her head, "Sorry everyone. We..." She looks at Jake, "Overslept."

Delisha wraps her arm around Tikka's shoulder and she and Diabla leads her to the locker room, "Well dahn't wahrry abooeht it. you're 'ere, now let's see abooeht you gettin set oehp and keck sahme American ass!"

Jake never takes his eyes off Tikka in which Tara clears her throat.

"So? Are you ready?"

"What?" Jake clears his head, "Yeah, all set."

He holds up his duffle bag, "Have my mask and anything."

Tara nods her head, "Good...good. Well the men's locker room over there."

She gestures towards the locker room on the other side where Tikka went.

"Thanks, I will get set."

Jake starts to walk there and Tara gets in front and put her hand on his chest, "We aren't going to have any problems are we?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean you and Tikka seem awfully friendly. I don't want you going easy on her because you two had some great sex."

"Don't worry." Jake's face harden, "I can keep my feelings separate in the ring."

"I'm glad to hear that. But just in case. How about you and I have a friendly wager."

"Yeah." Jake smiles, "What's the bet?"

"Oh, it's easy. If you help me and Ann win this match. You can do whatever you want with me."

"Whatever?"

"As long as you can keep up. I can handle the worse you can dish up."

"I doubt it." Jake smiles.

Tara smiles, "We'll see."

"And if we lose?"

"Oh that's simple." Tara starts to walk past Jake and then whispers in his ear, "I get to do whatever I want with you."

Jake starts to feel hard as he is lost for words.

Tara then kisses Jake on the cheek, "Let that sink in for awhile. Now..."

She slaps Jake's ass, "Get dress. We have a match to win!"