Disclaimer: I only own Lacey.
A/N: YAY! New story. I hope you enjoy!
Her laughter came to a sudden halt when she thought she heard a knock on the door. To be sure she wasn't going crazy she muted the TV and listened closer to make sure she wasn't hearing things. Again, she heard a knock echo throughout her house. Sighing, she rose from her spot on the couch and walked over to the door. Whoever had decided to randomly show up had better had a damn good reason. Annoyed, she whipped the door open. Her lips were parted to send out a rude greeting, but upon first glance her mouth snapped shut.
"I didn't wake you, did I?"
Lacey said nothing as she took in his appearance. He looked a little older, more mature. His eyes a shade a of blue, which were oddly enough brought out even more by the facial hair he was now sporting. Wade had looked much better than the last time she had seen him.
"Lace?"
Shaking her head, she leaned against the doorway, intrigued by his unexpected arrival, but not curious enough to let him in. Nearly seven months had gone by since they had last seen each other, much less spoken. He became grouchy when he was first injured, making it difficult for Lacey to want to be around him. The times she had wanted to be around him and ignore his attitude, he suddenly became too good for her. His upcoming movie role had gotten to his head prior to filming. When he went to Philadelphia, he cut off all ties with her, not that they were speaking much before that anyway.
"Look what the cat dragged in." She smirked, her eyes never leaving his. "What brings you here?"
He leaned his head down, his left hand nervously scratching the back of his neck. It was safe to say he had made an ass of himself. Way more than he could have possibly imagined. Even when he was acting like an asshole, Lacey still wanted to be with him. But, he was in his own world of frustration and self pity and wanted nothing to do with anyone. So, he started to shut her out and when he got the role in a new WWE production, he cut her out completely. It wasn't until a few weeks ago that he realized how horrible he was acting and how sorry he was. Now, Wade wanted nothing more than to patch things up.
"I missed you."
A sarcastic laughed emanated from Lacey, her shoulders slightly shaking. Was he being serious? Seven months of little to no contact had passed between them and now Wade wanted to bring everything about.
"You have a funny way of showing it." The brunette frowned. "What are you here for? Seriously."
"I really did miss you." His eyes connected with hers. "I came to apologize you. Grovel even. I wasn't being the greatest guy before."
She nodded her head as if confirming a thought. "Oh, you needed some ass and I was the first person you thought of."
"That's not the-"
"I can't do this, nor do I want to go through this again." Lacey straightened herself out, preparing to shut the door. "Goodnight, Wade."
"Hear me out." Wade laid his palm flat against the door, pushing it back slightly. "Just ten minutes. That's all I need."
She thought about it for a moment before gesturing for him to come inside. All she had to do was hear him out. It didn't mean that she had to let him back in her life all at once or at all, right?
"Say what you need to say and then get out." Lacey muttered, sitting across from him.
For the longest time he stared at her, wondering just how he could have let things go sour between them. Lacey had been the only one to put up with him when he first got injured and he had ignored her until she was completely out of his life.
"I'm sorry for the way things happened between us." He huffed, leaning further into the couch. "I was angry about the injury. Things were going so well for me and then I had to get hurt. All you ever did was try be there for me and I was just an ass to you."
"I'll say." She snorted, crossing her legs.
"You have every right to be upset with me."
"Damn right."
"I want to fix things."
Uncrossing her legs, Lacey rose to her feet, folding her arms underneath her breasts. Her eyes focused on Wade as she processed his words. Part of her wanted to believe what he said, but at the same time he did just blow her off like it was nothing. If he did it once, there would always be the possibility of him doing it again.
"You can't just come in here and spout off some meaningless crap and think that I'm going to be okay with it. That I'm going to forget about everything, Wade. Things aren't going to be easy like that. Maybe, they were before, but not anymore." Her voice was trembling. Tears had threatened to spill out of her eyes. "Over the last seven months, things have changed. I've changed." She pointed to herself, allowing her arms to fall to her sides. "Storming in here out of the blue isn't going to fix things. We're not in some corny romance movie, Wade! Damn it! You know better than this. I know better than this!"
He got up and crossed over to her, slowly wiping away Lacey's tears. "Shh, don't cry. It's not worth crying over."
"Yes, it is." She broke away from him. "Seven months, Wade. Our entire relationship was thrown away. This excuse that you didn't know how to handle it is pure bullshit and you know it."
"It's not bullshit!" He shouted.
Lacey was startled by his small outburst. Since he had arrived, he had been nothing but patient with her. His voice barely rising above a whisper. Until then, it was like he was afraid someone might overhear them.
"What are you talking about? Of course it is!" Lacey laughed, disbelievingly. "I've seen you handle bumps and stiffed moves without complaint. You've even told me your story about the stabbing and nowhere in there did you mention cutting people out of your life. No signs of being an obnoxious asshole were told or even hinted at."
Silence surrounded the former couple as they stared at each other. His eyes had shown more emotion than Lacey had ever seen. In the years she had known him, Wade was always closed off. He never really showed too much emotion. Come to think of it, he never really discussed past relationships either.
"There weren't many people that I trusted at the time. Everyone around me wanted something to gain from me and I always held them out at arms length. I was on my own all the time. Sure, I had my friends, but I never fully trusted them. I was always out for my own gain. Nothing but fighting and making money ever mattered to me." Wade paused for a moment, looked away for a second and then turned his sights back on Lacey. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he slowly pulled her to him, closing the space between them. "That's all that mattered until I came here and met you."
"You're getting better and better at being an asshole." Lacey smirked, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Do you really expect me to believe that?"
"I do." He muttered, looking down at her. "We've known each other for the last six years, since OVW actually. You're the closest person I have to me. I know we've had a rocky relationship over the years. We laugh, we fight, and we kiss. Breakup and then makeup. Each time I've grown to fall in love with you even more. Even when I was being an asshole to you, you still meant something to me."
Lowering her hands down to her sides, she took two steps away from him. Tears pooled her eyes and slowly started to fall down her cheeks and drip off her chin. All of the emotion being displayed was too much for her to handle. She couldn't handle all the anger and confusion she felt and she couldn't handle Wade's sudden outpour of emotions.
"You have a funny way of showing it."
"I regret treating you the way I did. I wish I never did that. All you ever wanted to do for me was help me and be there for me." He remained in place as he tucked his hands in his back pockets, eyes never leaving Lacey. "In the back of my mind I knew what you were trying to do for me and I appreciated it. I still do. But, I just needed some time to myself, to handle things alone. Dealing with situations like these I was alone and I just got used to it. In the time we've known each other, we've never had anything like this happen. It never came about. I didn't know how to handle your concern, so I just shrugged you off and went my own way. For that I'm sorry."
Wiping away her tears, Lacey shook her head. He could have told her that instead of shutting her out of his life. She would have understood and given him space or she would have done what she could to show him that she would be there always.
"All you had to do was tell me."
"I could have." He shrugged. "I never did. I'm not claiming to be perfect. We've both had our fair share of mistakes in our relationship."
"I never claimed I was perfect or some kind of victim!" Lacey felt all of her anger rushing back. "All I wanted to know was why you shut me out and I never got an answer. A few weeks after you stopped talking to me I moved on with my life. I got over you. I went out, I had fun. I did stuff I didn't get to do as often because we were together. For the first time in years, I was able to breathe and let loose."
"Ran back to Cena, did you?" Wade accused, his eyes burning into her.
She chewed on her lower lip as her eyes skipped away from him. How she loathed when Wade brought up her tryst with John a few years ago. It happened one time when they were broken up. Of course, he had to make a big deal out of it.
"One, we were broken up. Two, it was two years ago." She tried to keep calm, but was failing miserably. "Stop bringing it up!"
"I don't care if we were broken up, it still hurt me!" He screamed, pounding his fist into the side of his leg. "I loved you so much at the time. Any little thing you did tore me up inside."
For the longest time, she stared at her long time lover. They had been through so much over the years Lacey was beginning to wonder how they had made it so far. Arguments ensued bringing them to what they thought was the end. Affairs happened and hearts were broken. Somehow, through it all, they had managed to find their way back to each other.
"That's how I felt when I found out about the strippers." She whispered, her lower lip trembling. "Not one, but two of them at once, Wade. We were together when that happened. My heart may as well have stopped beating when I found out about it."
"It didn't."
"Because I forced myself to go on without you. That I wouldn't need you there for me at every turn."
He risked going over to her and wrapping his arms around her. When Lacey didn't pull away or reject his affection, he brought her to him again. He lowered his head down and pressed his lips to hers.
"I'm sorry for everything." Wade whispered, nuzzling his face in the crook of her neck. "So sorry."
Lacey tried to suppress the giggle that threatened to escape from her lips. His newly acquired facial hair was tickling the side of her neck, making it difficult for her to focus.
"This isn't funny." He, now, broke away from her. "Seriously, Lacey, I don't know how you could find such a time to laugh."
"I'm not laughing at that." Her hand rose to the side of her neck. "Your beard was tickling me."
Wade could feel his face contort into a look of amusement. Seconds ago, she was upset with him and now something as silly as his facial hair tickling Lacey had set her off.
"I can't believe this." Wade turned on his heel and started to leave. "I pour my heart out to you. I apologize and all you're going to do is stand there and laugh at me!"
The smile she had on her face melted away and was replaced by a frown. Panic filled her heart when she realized he was getting ready to leave. Groaning, she started after Wade, getting to him just before he could open the door.
"Wade, look, I'm sorry." Her tiny hand barely wrapped around his wrist. "Your scruff just caught me off guard."
"Forget about it for a second." He turned to face her again, pressing his back against the door. "Can we get serious again?"
She nodded her head.
"I'm sorry about the strippers. I'm sorry about constantly throwing that night with John in your face all the time. I'm sorry for the ways I treat you sometimes. I'm sorry for neglecting you over the last seven months."
"I-"
He couldn't take it anymore. Pushing himself off the door, Wade picked Lacey up, showing no signs of struggle. His lips found hers as he started walking them to her room.
She didn't hesitate to kiss him back. It had been so long since she had felt his lips against hers. The feel of him was what she was craving for months. Now, she was finally getting her wish. Everything else be damned for the moment. She was getting what she wanted and nothing else mattered.
Reaching the room, Wade set Lacey down on her feet. Breaking the kiss, he slowly started to circle her. His eyes focusing on every inch of her body. Tongue slowly dragging across his lips as he thought of all the places he was going to kiss soon.
Stopping behind her, he rested his hands on her shoulders and leaned down, attaching his lips to her neck. When she melted into his embrace, one arm snaked around her waist, while his other hand dipped down into her shorts. Finding his way underneath her panties, he inserted a finger inside of her.
Hitting every nerve within her seemed to be Wade's motive. She pressed her back further into Wade's chest in order to keep her balance. Her breathing was hitched and her legs seemed to turn into jelly underneath her.
"Ahh, yes." Lacey lightly moaned, tilting her head upwards to look at him.
His eyes never left hers as he continued to wriggle his index finger around her womanhood. Her teeth sank into her lower lip as she fought the urge to moan. Lacey was getting close, he could tell by the way she was tightening around his finger.
He reattached his lips to her neck as he started working her faster. Wade held onto her as tightly as he could when he felt her begin to tremble. No words came from his lips as her trembling came to a halt. Still holding her up, he heard her sigh contentedly before trying to get out of his grip.
"You're not going anywhere." He whispered in her ear.
Wade removed his hand and rested it on her side. "Take your shorts off." He commanded.
Too weak for words, Lacey nodded her head and slid her shorts down her legs.
He pulled away from her and without taking his eyes off her, made his way to the bed. "Turn around."
Complying, Lacey turned around to face Wade. She was taken by surprise at his stance. His lips were turned into a smirk. Eyes were gleaming with mischief. That damned beard made him all the more dangerous, sexier. Feelings of excitement stirred at the bottom of her stomach and flowed through the rest of her body.
"Come here." He motioned for her to come towards him.
"Wade-"
"Stand right in front of me."
Seemingly forgetting how to speak, Lacey walked towards him. Still sitting, he looked up at her and she looked down at him. Words that were said earlier had been forgotten. It was about getting past those issues now and he was going to do everything in his power to make her see he loved her. To make her understand that he was serious about them. Finally, prove to her just how sorry he really was.
Sliding off the bed and getting on his knees, Wade hooked his thumb and index fingers in the sides of her panties. Playing with the lace material for a second, he looked up at her, trying to sense her feelings. Noticing the longing in her eyes, he slid her panties down her legs and tossed them aside when he got them off.
"Wade." She whispered, resting her hands on the sides of his face. "Please."
He placed a kiss above her pubic bone, then over her stomach. As he kissed further up, Wade slowly rose to his feet. Gently kissing over the tops her breasts, he moved to her collarbone, the side of her neck. He felt her shiver as he found her jaw bone and finally reached her lips. Arms wrapping around her back as his lips finally connected with hers. Biting her lip, his tongue snaked into her mouth, inserting every ounce of passion he had in him.
Wade had started sliding her bra down her arms as her hands started eagerly working on unbuttoning his dress shirt. A tingling sensation crawled up her spine when the cool air hit her body. That didn't stop her from getting his shirt off.
Lacey broke the kiss as Wade helped her start slipping his shirt down his arms. The unneeded material fell to the floor, giving her the chance to run her hands down his bare chest. The feel of his warm skin underneath her hands made her feel good. This was real. Wade was standing before her, he wasn't a figment of her imagination. So many nights she had gone on missing him and there they were. Slowly, bringing a pulse back to a relationship Lacey thought to be long gone.
The slowness of their movements was killing Wade. He wanted nothing more than to feel her again. Revel in the ecstasy of being with her again. Groaning in anticipation, he started lowering his hands down to his zipper, only to have Lacey swat them away.
Lacey slowly licked her lips as one of her hands travelled down. Through the material of his dress pants, Lacey could feel how hard he was. Looking up at him with a smirk, she rubbed her hand against it.
A growl emanated from the tall Brit as the friction set him off. He was trying so hard to control himself in a losing battle. She was going to make him lose it before his pants even came off.
"Lac-lac-lacey." He barely got out.
"Someone's excited." Lacey giggled, dropping down to her knees.
At that moment, Wade heard the most glorious sound in the world; the sound of his zipper going down. Little by little he felt the material of his pants sliding down his legs. When they reached his ankles, he quickly kicked them aside.
"Too excited." She said before sliding his briefs down.
After pushing her hair out of her face, Lacey, as best as she could, wrapped one hand around his wrists and pressed them against his stomach. With the other hand, she wrapped it around his length and started to slowly move it up and down. Her hand kept moving as she took him in her mouth, slowly working her head up and down.
Wade growled out in pleasure as he tried to break his wrists out of her grasp. Surprisingly, she had a tight hold on him, not allowing his hands to go free. Thoughts were unclear as he started thrusting his hips towards her mouth. He was getting close, he could feel it. His own orgasm was starting to approach when suddenly all movement stopped. Dropping his head down to her, he stared at her momentarily dazed and confused.
He quickly picked her up and turned towards the bed. He was in a frenzy now. They had wasted enough time playing with each other. He desperately wanted to feel her. The release they each longed to get had taken of his senses. Laying her down on the bed, Wade crawled in between her legs, teasing her entrance with his manhood.
"Wade." Lacey's hands rested on his arms.
"Tell me you love me." He whispered, looking down into her lust filled brown eyes. "Come on, baby. Do it."
"I love you." Her voice quaked a bit.
Though he was in a frenzy mere minutes ago, Wade slowly entered her. With the rhythm set, he moved in and out of her. Loving words spilled out of his mouth as he watched her. The satisfaction on her face drove him to move faster. Her moans of pleasure had turned him into a mad man.
"Ahh, Wade." She moaned, digging her nails into his arms. "Please, ahh, yes."
Lowering his head to hers, he captured her lips in a searing kiss. His thrusts in sync with hers as they both worked towards their releases.
"Ahh, Lacey." His accent came out thicker. "I've, ah, missed you so much."
Biting down on her lower lip, her back arched off the mattress as she pushed herself further against Wade. His beard rubbing against the side of her neck, his warm breath beating against her skin, and his lips pressing against her bare shoulder had done something to her. As if awakening something dead inside of her, Lacey's eyes widened as a powerful orgasm took over her senses.
"Mmm, ahh yes!" Her body fell back to the mattress as her high took her to another world.
Wade was almost there. With one final thrust, he moaned loudly before collapsing on top her. Moving up her once more, he placed a kiss on her lips before rolling off to the other side of Lacey.
Moments went by before they spoke again. The only sounds in the room were the two of them trying to get their breathing back to normal. Their hearts were pounding out of their chests as they slowly gained their composure. That had been explosive.
Propping himself up on his elbow, Wade looked down at her. Lacey's eyes were filled with pleasure and her lips were in a smile. Her hair was fanned out around her all tussled and in every direction. Her small body was gleaming in a mixture of his sweat and hers. Never had she looked more beautiful to him.
From the corner of her eye, Lacey could see Wade staring at her. A grin on his face as his eyes moved up and down her body. Biting down on her lower lip, she could feel herself getting excited. The impish glint in his eyes and the way he licked his lips brought about new feelings.
"What's on your mind, beautiful?" Wade asked when she started to rise.
"You." She whispered, straddling him. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Her head started lowering down to his. Before she could kiss him, the sound of his phone ringing could be heard in the distance.
"Let it ring." She murmured against his lips. "Whoever it is can wait."
He knew who was calling and he couldn't ignore it. It was an urgent call. As much as he hated to, he had to answer it. This was important business that couldn't be passed up. Sighing, he sat up and begrudgingly told her he had to do this.
"I'm sorry, love. It's important."
Buzz kill were the words that came to mind as she crawled off of him. Pouting, she watched him slide his briefs on and exit the room. She stared up at the ceiling as she tried to listen for his voice. His voice was low, too low, if you asked her and that aroused her suspicions. He was up to something and it scared her.
Sighing, she sat up in bed, wondering if she had made a mistake.
A/N: Soo...