"Yes, honestly it does. That's great though. I've heard you now hold the Women's Championship."
"Yes I do. and I thank God for it." I grinned.
"Well I'm happy for you." I nodded, "Do you mind showing me some wrestling moves?" Leno asked. The crowd cheered as I stood.
"I guess so, even though I'm not dressed well for the occasion." I actually cleaned up for the Tonight Show. They should be happy. I was wearing a cream and black laced, short betsey johnson dress and golden valentinno heels. My hair was pulled into a messy bun and my makeup was pretty natural. I slipped off my heels and walked to the paded mats they had for us to practice on.
"Now this is called a Downward Spiral also called a mic check by Mr. Kennedy."
Jay stood at my side facing the opposite direction as I. I put my arm across his chest and my leg behind his. I then leaned foreward then fell backward gently, making sure not to hurt him. He braced himself with his arms and stood to his feet.
"I am glad I am not a wrestler." Jay smiled with an arm around my shoulder.
I laughed as they cut to commercial. During the commercials Jay and I just shared a little more small talk. He's a really nice guy. As the cameras rolled again he began asking me about my personal life.
"Since you're so open, Are you dating anyone?" he asked taking a sip of water.
"Yes, Triple H. He's a wrestler as well, obviously, and we just moved in together." I smiled and crossed my legs in the other direction.
"So is there anything that really annoys you about him since you've been living with him?" he asked. I laughed a little bit before answering.
"Actually no, I feel bad for ihim/i because he has to deal with imei/ in the mornings. For example, if I want to be awake at 6 I have to have one alarm go off at 6 and then another one at 6. So I cant imagine how mornings are for him."
"Wow, that's actually pretty odd," He continued, changing the subject, "I'm sorry if this is too personal, but do you ever get any uh..questions or comments from people about your interracial relationship?"
"Actually no. Maybe because we're well known, but people haven't made any comments to me, to my face that is. The whole thing doesnt bother me. I know a lot of older people may be...surprised by it, but I was raised with one black sister and two white brothers." I said trying to pick my words carefully.
"I think that's great. So did you meet Triple H as a fan or after you were signed to the WWE?"
"I met him wen I was doing some OVW stuff. There was a house show and he happened to be there. He helped me out when talking to Mr. McMahon about a contract and everything so,and we just kind of clicked."
"Cool. Now what is OVW?" I giggled for a minute apologizing for my nerdy wrestler talk.
"Ohio Valley Wrestling."
"Oh okay. Did you have any idea that Triple H would be here with us tonight"
I raised an eyebrow at him. "No..I didn't"
"Well I bet he's just dying to come out here, so... introducing the WWE champion, Triple H!" Jay smiled as we stood and welcomed Hunter to the show. And if I thought I looked nice. He was wearing a blue Armani dress shirt and black slacks. I couldn't help but smile as he shook Jay's hand then hugged and kissed me on the cheek.
"So how long have you two been dating?" Jay asked the both of us. We kind of just looked at eachother.
"4 months?" Hunter guessed. I nodded.
"Just about."
We talked about Hunter being the new WWE Champion and all that crap for the next 10 minutes then the show was over.
In his Hummer
Hunter looked at me for a moment and I raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" I asked sheepishly.
"You're just so...beautiful." I was a little shocked by his randomness.
"As if you're not handsome yorself." I hugged his huge upper body and he leaned down and kissed me softly. I pulled away reluctantly to leave him to the duty of driving.
I turned on the radio and Rhianna's Dont stop the music was playing quietly. I looked out the window and couldn't stop smiling.
"Um...werent we supposed to turn left back there."
"Yeah, but I want to go to the beach." he looked at me as if he were asking for permission. I nodded nonchalantly and looked at the clock. It was 11:10. I wondered to myself what he wanted at the beach. He reached in the armrest and got out a motorhead cd. I chuckled and was not surprised at all as he placed the cd in the dash.
"Cause it's only, love for sale, heart of gold and hard as nails I can't believe it's legal. To send it through the mail. Only love for sale" The stereo blared.
"I love you." he said randomly. Before I could reply he pulled his car off the road and onto the shoulder. I looked at him confused until his lips met mine. Rough and yet soft at the same time.