Clearing The Air
"Welcome back, listeners. I'm the original, Justin Fever, joined as ever by the lovely Carte Blanche, and you're listening to the WPNS, morning dirt. For those of you just tuning in, we're joined today by two of the WWE's hottest superstars, May Devany, and Dolph Ziggler!"
May leaned forward in her chair, so she was closer to the microphone, in case she was needed to speak, not that she had done much of it during this interview. Justin Fever was much more interested in talking to Dolph and Carte Blanche seemed to be more concerned about batting her extremely long, obviously fake lashes at him. Still, you never knew what the future held and she wanted to be ready.
While other Divas might have been a little jealous of the attention being shown to Dolph, and thus the lack of attention being show to her, May didn't care. They had flown into the city in the morning, and even though they had a house show tomorrow, after this radio show, she and Dolph had the rest of the day off and she was so looking forward to it. Days off were such rare things in the WWE, that even a partial day off was like a holiday and the two of them had been almost giddy on the flight, talking about what they would do with all that time.
"Gym first," Dolph said, even though the two of them had both gone running before flying that morning. "Right after the radio show, we'll hit the gym for a few hours, then..." He paused and raised his brows, "some quality time back at the hotel?"
May had grinned back. "Perhaps some lunch before then," she suggested.
"Good idea," Dolph agreed. "You need to keep your strength up."
"I was thinking more of you," May teased.
"Me?" Dolph pulled back his head as if someone had tapped him on the nose.
"You're the one who passed on on me last night," May murmured, not wanting anyone else in first class to hear her.
"That's because you're an animal," Dolph said, leaning close and nuzzling her ear, which made her laugh.
The difference between Dolph and Seth as far as boyfriends went, was night and day. Seth had always been reluctant and stiff in public and his idea of a PDA was to take her elbow and guide her through crowds as though she were a child who might dawdle too long if left to her own devices. And while Dolph wasn't clingy, he was affectionate, having no problems with draping an arm around her, or giving her a spontaneous hug, sometimes even kissing her, not caring where they were. May had grown up in a family that believed hugs and cuddles could fix almost anything, so this seemed a lot more natural to her than Seth's stiff formality ever did.
"So, Dolph," Justin was saying, "One of your exes did a show here last night and she had a few things to say about you."
May could feel Dolph's body tense, even though their was a couple feet of space between them, but he smiled. "I'll bet she did. Amy is... she's something else. I have nothing but respect for the woman, and we're still friends, but at this point, all you know is her side of things."
"Well, we can hear another side of the story," Carte said, in that sultry voice that had made her famous in this city. She turned to May. "You're the latest girlfriend, any truth to what she's saying?"
"I don't know," May said, looking completely innocent. "What is she saying?"
"Oooh!" Carte leaned her head back and laughed, a throaty laugh that did sound almost like audio foreplay. "Nice way to evade the question!"
"No, I'm serious!" May lied, her eyes wide and innocent. She damned well did know what Amy had said about Dolph, but she wasn't going to tell the world that. "The WWE keeps us so busy, we really don't have time for gossip and rumors. Not to mention my mama always told me that anything an ex says should be taken with a large libation and a grain of salt." As she expected, the comment made Justin, Carte, and Dolph laugh, and even the camera guy who was making sure the video feed went over the internet gave a chuckle. "So, you'll have to fill me in."
"You haven't told her?" Carte turned to Dolph, drawing him back into the conversations.
"No," Dolph didn't really lie, he hadn't told her, Renee had. "No need."
"So," May said, keeping her voice innocent, her eyes wide, using her diminutive height for all it was worth to complete the look of sweet innocence. "What is she saying?"
"She says she broke up with Dolph because he's 'too athletic' in bed," Justin said, giving a snort.
"She said he was rag dolling her," Carte chimed in, giving Dolph the once over as if the idea of being rag dolled by the WWE Superstar might be less of a problem and more of a check off on her bucket list.
"Maybe Amy needs to get her cardio up," May said, still looking sweet and innocent, even though she knew those just spoken eight words were meaner than her usual fare when doing the public relations game. She didn't like getting to risque in her conversation, but the WWE had booked her and Dolph on this show, and the show had a reputation for being a little more shock than talk. They had to have expected this type of thing would happen. "After all," She looked over at Carte, giving her a wink that said clearly, we're women, we know how it is, don't we? "What would you rather die of, Carte? Abuse or neglect?"
At this, Carte tipped her head back and roared with laughter, and the three men in the room joined in. "Oh, Amy!" Carte said, when she was able to speak again, "Did you hear that?"
"Hear? Hell she probably felt that!" Justin said. "If she heard anything it was bells, cause she just got schooled!"
May looked over at Dolph, who grinned broadly. She just loved it when he smiled.
There was another commercial break, then when they returned, they did a wrap up. Both May and Dolph spoke about the show the next night, encouraged people to buy tickets, told them how local events were an entirely different experience than watching wrestling on TV. The hosts kept things mostly business for this last part, knowing the game well. If the guests got to do all their plugging, the next time the WWE was in town, they would be more likely to get someone even higher up in the ranks. Not that she and Dolph were small potatoes, but they weren't holding any belts right now. If they play their cards right, the next time they could have Ronda Rousey, May thought to herself, and was actually pleased that her mind hadn't put too much rancor in the thought. If her mother had heard her thoughts, she'd have patted May on the back and said, "You're doing good, baby."
When the show was over, there was the usual hand shaking, autograph signing, and other PR work, this time for just the radio station workers. Since Dolph was getting most of the attention, May fished out her cell phone from her pocket. She had it on vibrate and she knew she had gotten at least three texts during the show.
She expected them to be from someone in her family, or Renee, Shannon Storm, or any of her other friends, but instead they were from Stephanie. Frowning, she looked up at Dolph, pointed to her phone and stepped out in the hall to read the texts.
When she walked back in the room a few minutes later, she was feeling a mixture of disappointment and excitement, she couldn't help it, it was always this way when these things happened.
As they were heading out of the building together, May looked at Dolph. "I'm sorry, but Stephanie texted me. I-I have a Wish Fulfillment to do."
For a moment, Dolph did look disappointed, as the thoughts of their afternoon together, vanished from his mind, then he smiled. "I understand," he said, knowing how much May loved being able to fulfill wishes. "Do I need to drive you someplace?"
May shook her head. "They're sending a car for me," she explained. "It should be out in the parking lot." She paused, taking Dolph's arm, stopping him as well. "Why don't you go to the gym and then back to the hotel?" she suggested. "This is happening in the local kid's hospital, so I'm betting it won't be super long." She had done enough wish granting in hospitals to know that usually when that happened, the child involved often didn't have the energy for too long of a visit. "I'll join you at the hotel and we can maybe... have some fun and go to dinner. Does that sound good?" She said the last part with a suggestive look, running her tongue over her lips.
Dolph smiled. "That sounds great, I'd like that."
"And hopefully we'll still get a chance to get a good night's sleep," May said, looking forward to a rare opportunity to possibly get over four hours of sleep.
"If I don't keep you up all night," Dolph joked.
"I could say the same," May quipped back. The hallway was empty, so she wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, letting him know exactly how much she was looking forward to their evening together. Dolph let her know he was feeling the same way by returning her kiss with equal enthusiasm.
When they got outside, there was a full limousine waiting, the driver standing outside by the back door. He nodded when he saw her, letting her know he was there for her. She gave Dolph one last kiss, this one a little more conservative than the one in the hallway. "See you later?"
"See you later," Dolph agreed.
As he turned to go to the rental car, May went to the limo, hoping that there were some t-shirts and other merchandise inside, along with a dossier to give her more information about the child she would be visiting. Stephanie was usually pretty good about making sure the talent was prepared for this.
The limo driver opened the door and as May climbed inside, she froze.
Sitting on the seat across from hers, was Roman Reigns. He was wearing a his business casual clothing, obviously he hadn't had time to change, his hair tied back in a ponytail, and on his lap were two folders. "Sit down," he told her, his voice flat, "we're doing this one as a team."