A/N: This is my first Randy Orton story and I hope you all enjoy it.

"Of all people why her?

That was his thoughts when he saw the one woman who rejected him. Randy was getting prepped for his photo shoot for the website and he noticed that the usual photographer was not there. When he asked about who was replacing the old photographer, he was not expecting her… Lauryn Jacobs, WWE Photographer.

She mentally cussed to herself when she saw him. He was everything she hated: cocky, arrogant, and full of himself, basically a real ass. She told herself to keep it professional and get this over with as soon as possible. She knew he did not like her and the feeling was mutual. She was the one girl that rejected Randy Orton even though he always said, "no one rejects Randy Orton. She remembered it just like yesterday.

"Lauryn walked down the hallway with her red D3200 Nikon camera in tow, adjusting the red and white strap on her shoulder. She walked into catering, trying to get some food before everyone else got to it.

She sat down at a table eating her chicken salad when he spotted her. She was stunning. He's seen her out at the ring taking pictures during matches and he always thought she was breathtaking. She'd been around for almost 8 months and he's never gotten the chance or built up enough courage to go talk to her. "It's now or never Orton," he told himself. He didn't even know why he was nervous, women loved him.

She could feel his gaze on her as he made his way over to her. She spotted him when he approached her. Despite the fact that she thought he was gorgeous, she'd heard about him and how he likes anything with a vagina. She decided she'd be nice until he gave her a reason not to be.

" Can I sit down?"

"Feel free."

He sat down next to her taking in her appearance as he did. The cream colored sleeveless shirt that showed just enough of her mahogany skin; she had paired with a red skinny jeans fit her in all the right places. Her black hair or really dark brown he couldn't tell, was pulled into a ponytail with lose curls flowing down her right shoulder. He wondered how soft her hair would feel in his hands while he was yanking it while he had her on all fours.

" I feel like I haven't gotten the chance to officially meet you. I've seen you out by the ring taking pictures but we've never had the pleasure to talk. My name is Randy Orton. May I ask what yours is?"

"My name is Lauryn." She extended her hand to shake his. He placed a soft kiss to her knuckles and her; the look on her face was one that was not amused.

"Is this what you do to every woman you meet?" she asked as she took the last bite of her chicken.

"Well I am a gentleman. I was wondering if you'd like to maybe hangout or something? Maybe hangout on my bus."

Was he serious right now? He must have confused her with a lot of the ring rats that he hoards on there.

"I'd love to hangout on your bus if I felt like catching an STD." Her comment oozed sarcasm and he didn't know how to take her statement. It was so unexpected.

"Excuse me?"

"Come on Orton. I'm not stupid, you're a bigger man-whore than Punk and that's saying a lot. I know this is probably something you're not use to hearing but," she moved in close placing her one hand on the table and one on his chair leaning forward to make sure she was at eyelevel with him, "I'm not interested."

"What do you mean you're not interested? I'm Randy Orton. No one rejects Randy Orton."

"Well I'm Lauryn Jacobs and I just rejected Randy Orton."

She picked up her things and took them to the trash before. She took a swig of her water and looked at him, "have a nice day Mr. Orton." The smirk that graced her face as she left made his blood boil.

"Well…you're not even that pretty," which was the biggest lie he'd told in months, everything about her was perfect.

"Ohh real nice comeback Orton. Didn't know we were in high school."

"You keep telling yourself you don't want me. You know you do."

"If that's what makes you sleep at night then keep telling yourself that."

He didn't know what he was expecting out of Lauryn, but the sarcasm and rejection was not it. "Who in the hell does she think she is?" he thought to himself. She had a cockiness about her that even some of the divas didn't have about them. He should be pissed and just move on, but her rejecting him only made him want her more.

The crew that was helping with the prep for the photo shoot had soon left, leaving Randy and Lauryn to themselves. She was thanking God this wasn't a drastic and long shoot.

"So Lauryn," her name coming out of his mouth made her cringe. "My offer still stands you know?"

"And my answer is still the same you know."

"You know what? You should be grateful that someone like me would give you the time of day."

She shook her head at his arrogance. She continued to snap away at him. His arms folded across his chest. His tattoos were glistening in the light do to the amount of oil on his body. His abs were defined and she'd never seen thighs like his. He was definitely a sight to see even if he was a jackass. "Hell no. I am not attracted to this clown," she told herself.

"I've had plenty of guys like you give me more attention than I want from them."

"What do you mean guys like me?"

"You know, arrogant," she was happy that Orton was photogenic and that she was already almost done with this shoot.

"I'm not arrogant."

"Ha and Bill Clinton 'did not sleep with that young intern.' You're arrogant, cocky, obnoxious and you think you're god's gift to women."

"I am."

She removed the camera from her face and rolled her eyes at him.

"Luckily, we're done here. I'll load these and you can pick out the ones you like."

She uploaded the pictures to her iMac and Randy stood behind her looking at the photos of him that were taken. He was way closer than she wanted him to be. She felt him rub his crotch on her backside.

"Really?"

"You know you like it," he whispered in her ear.

"Maybe I'd like it more if I felt more."

He growled at her insult and she smirked. He finally picked the pictures he wanted used for the site.

"Thank you Lauryn. Those pictures turned out amazing."

"They always do."

"Well aren't we humble?"

"You're the last person who should calling anyone out about being humble. But if you'd like I'll be The Sheik and I'll humble your ass." Her smirk never left her face as those words left her mouth. She really did want to humble him. Hell she wanted to give him a swift kick in the balls to be quite honest.

He stormed out of the room and she let out a huge sigh of relief when he left. Lauryn looked at the pictures that he picked out and started some minor editing on them. She'd never seen piercing blue eyes like his before. She LOATHED his type but good lord was that man beautiful. She heard a soft knock on the door that brought her out of her thoughts.

"Come in."

Stu who was her best friend and confidant walked in and she gave him a huge hug not knowing Randy was looking at them from a distance. He didn't know why he felt so jealous of Stu all of the sudden. Were they dating? Is that why she turned him down? "I'm way better than him," he thought to himself. He turned on his heels and walked to his locker room.

"Stu I'm so excited to see you. I need to see someone I like after spending 30 minutes with that assclown."

"Jericho has rubbed off on you."

She glared at him not amused with his comment at the moment.

"Seriously I can't stand him. He's such an arrogant prick. I can't STAND guys like that. I guess he can't handle finally having someone kill his ego and reject him. He said his offer from a few months back still stands and I told him my response was still the same. He makes me cringe. I wish he'd go play in on-coming traffic."

Stu sat there and couldn't help but laugh at her. He remembered when she told him how he hit on her a few months back in catering and how much her skin would crawl every time he was around her.

"You let him get under your skin too easily."

"Well you wouldn't understand. He likes you. Now shut up and let's get some food."

"You're always so bossy."

"You like it."

"Man I can't stand that Lauryn chick," Randy seethed as he walked into his locker room.

"What are you talking about? She's awesome. Oh did she reject you…again?"

"Of course you like her Ted. You like anyone who makes my life miserable."

"Well yeah, but she actually is really awesome. I'm pretty sure you're the only who I have talked to that doesn't like her."

"Yeah Orton. You've met the only girl who'd reject you," Cody said sharing a laugh with Ted at Randy's expense.

"Seriously, what's her problem? She said I was arrogant, cocky, and obnoxious."

"She hit the nail right on the head it looks like."

" Hey."

"Look you don't know her, you might actually like the girl if you get to know her," the Mississippi native told him. "Get your head out of your ass dude. So she rejected you, big deal. Get over it."

"Why am I friends with you two again?"

"You know what? I've known her for a while and I'm sure Ted will agree with me, but you two are very much a like. You two would be perfect for each other."

"Like hell. But she will give into me eventually. Women love me."

"Not this one," Cody whispered.

"You like her and it's killing you she doesn't like you isn't it?" Ted asked.

"I don't like her. I just want to sleep with her."

The two southerners could only roll their eyes at Orton. It was obvious he was into her. And he knows that they know it too.

"No you like her. If it were someone not worth your time you'd move on to the next woman that walked by. Plus I've seen Theodore and I have caught you staring at her."

"I've never stared at her."

"Oh like you weren't staring at her earlier when she was talking with Stu. Yeah we saw that."

"Whatever dude. I'm going to grab some baby oil."

Randy walked down the hallway completely annoyed with the conversation with Cody and Ted. The worst part of it was that they were right, he liked Lauryn a lot.