Where does my heart lie?

by Emily White

(This did not happen, as much as I would love for it too, all actions are completely fictional)

Characters: Elizabeth Snyder, Andi (her sister),Tiffany Armstrong, and Danny

Loves: CM Punk aka Phil Brooks, and John Cena

Looks: Long wavy red hair, dark chocolate brown eyes, 5''3, a real woman, who has lovely curves

Friends: Aj, Beth Phoenix, Eve, John Cena, and Tiffany Armstrong

Part 1

It's been too long. I haven't been with anyone since the day my ex broke my heart into a million little pieces. I work for a nanny agency, and needed a much deserved break. I thought I'd treat myself to a live WWE event. My first thought wondered to John Cena, how he was doing, and then I thought, 'He might need some company, travelling all alone can get tiresome.' I decided to call him up.

"Hello?" the all too familer voice answered.

"John, hey it's Lizzie. I was wondering, where is your next event? I'm tired and need to get away. I thought I'd come and hang out with you, maybe tour with you for a couple of weeks?" I said, trying to sound not so despreate.

"Oh yea sure. You sound exhausted, is everything okay?" John asked. He knows I can't lie to him, we've been friends since I was a teenager.

"Well John, if you must know, Danny and I broke up a couple of months ago, and I can't take these stupid kids anymore!" I say with a heavy sigh. Full knowing that John would be ready to kill Danny. There was a long silent pause, then John finally said, "That bastard. You two were together for a long time, what happened?" I could hear the concern in his voice, and almost see the sad look on his face.

"He couldn't handle the distance, and even though we saw each other often, he got sick of it, and told me that he couldn't handle it anymore. I soon found out that he was cheating on me with his ex girlfriend," by the time I'm done, I realize that I'm crying. I could hear John on the other end trying to comfert me, "Yes you need a couple of weeks off. Where are you now?" I wipe my eyes and sniff a little, "I'm at home, in Missouri. Where else would I be?" I sat there with a confused look on my face.

"Listen, I'll send my plane to pick you up tomorrow morning at the Springfield Private Airport. Let's say around...9 am?" he said, "Bring enough cloths for two weeks, and your passport. Don't worry about money, this is on me"

I sat there stunned, "John...I..you..." I let out a big exsaserprated sigh, "Thanks, John. You don't have to do this."

"Yes I do. Now go before i change my mind. I'll see you in Arizona tomorrow afternoon got it? No if's and's or but's." I could hear him laughing as he hung up. As much as I loved John, the real person I wanted to see more than anyone was CM Punk, the man of my dreams. Since the day he told me I was the most beautfiul girl he had ever seen, my heart always skips a beat when his name is said in a passing conversation, or when my friends talk about his latest anticts, he truely is a wonderful man. As I sit on my couch, my mind starts to wonder and think about CM Punk. Would he be happy to see me? Would he remember me? It's been over a year since I last saw any of my superstar friends. I think I've really missed John out of all of them. No I don't have any kind of feelings for him, maybe of that a sister has for her brother, but that's it. I finally get up and start to pack, it's only 6 pm, but I had a feeling that tonight was going to be extra long.

I climed the stairs to my room. After Danny, my mom sold me the house, and moved to a much smaller house closer to my sisters school. Every now and then my sister comes over for the weekend, or if I need her for something. When I get to my room, she's laying on my bed, reading a book. She looks up at me and smiles, "I heard you on the phone with John, you going to see him?" I couldn't help but giggle a little," You nosey little bitch! Yes I'm going to see him, and tour for a couple of weeks. I'll need you to watch the house while I'm gone. I'm leaving in the morning. I'll pay you half now, and the other when I get back." Andi sat up and smiled a huge smile,"How much?" I just shove her back down and grab my suitcase from the top of my small closet, and start to pack.

This is...going to drive me crazy! I think as I drive to the airport. I called John up before I went to bed to try and protest agasint him paying for everything.

"John c'mon! I'm not broke you know!" I tried to sound as big as I could

"No, Lizzie. It's final. You're my friend, you need a break, and you wanted to see me. Let me do this for you, and you can repay the favor the next time I need a vacation, got it?" John said. I was still mad that he wants to pay for my trip.

"Ugh! Fine! Arguing with you, is...is...like talking to a brick wall!" I said. I could hear him chuckle over the phone.

"So tomorrow afternoon? I'll pick you up from the airport. Oh and don't forget your Cena shirts," he said with a laugh.

"How could I? Didn't you buy them the last time I saw you?" I said with a giggle. I could feel my face turning red, which was odd, because John hasn't had that effect on me in a long time. I shook my head to clear my thoughts

"Go to sleep, Lizzie, you're going to need it," John said, he broke my concentration. I frowned, even though I know he couldn't see me.

"Fine. Goodnight Champ," I laughed as I said that

"Goodnight Miss Nanny," he said witha chuckle

Which leads me to today. I'm still mad, but I guess I can see why he would do that, As a nanny i don't make much. Just enough to pay bills, and go out every now and then. I had been saving up for a trip of somekind for a while. As I drove to the airport, I stopped by the bank and took out a few hundrad dollars. I was going to need it for something I just wasn't sure yet. Satisfied with my sudden burst of defiance, I drove to the airport. When I got there I called my mother to have my sister pick up my car, as I had forgotten to tell her to come with me. Anyways, I asked for the hanger for John Cena's personal plane. The lady at the front desk just started at me, with her mouth hanging open. Then she flipped her perfect dark brown hair and said with a smug smile on her face, "Miss I can't give you that information. You are not him, obvisoulsy, and you could just be some crazed fan girl." I rolled my eyes, and quickly called John, and handed the phone to Front Desk Girl. Her eyes got big, and her face was turning red. I smiled the same smug smile she did to me. She handed me my phone back,"I'm so sorry Ms. Snyder. Why didn't you say so? Please follow me, and I'll take you to his plane." I rolled my eyes, but followed Front Desk Girl. She led me to hanger number 5. I giggled to myself, of course! Why wouldn't it be number 5? I shake my head. When I look up, I see the most wonderful sight in the world. I dropped my bags and ran straight into his arms, "John!" He had his arms around my waist, pulled me close to him, and kissed the top of my head, "Happy to see me?" I looked up into his eyes, and kissed his cheek,"I dunno you tell me," I hugged him again,"What are you doing here? I thought you were going to meet me in Arizona?" He let me go to grab my bags, and moitioned me to follow him to his plane. "Well, I figured you were mad at me. I thought I'd come and surprise you. I know that once you saw my smiling face you'd forgive me," he said with laugh. I giggled with him, "My! Mr. Cena! You are so full of yourself! Yes you are forgiven...for now." He put my bags in the small cargo hold under his 7 seater private plane. Then he opened the door, pulled it down, and offered me his hand. I nodded very lady like and took his hand as he led me up the stairs. He led me to a window seat, and sat down in the seat across from me. As we sat down, I heard another familer voice, "Geez Johnny why this place? Missouri really?" I turned around and saw him. John looked up at me and winked. I couldn't help but blush, I knew my face was as red as my hair, if not darker. "Hey Elizabeth! I forgot you lived here!" Punk leaned down and kissed the top of my head, I giggled, and blushed even harder. "Um...yea. I...live here. I here live," I shook my head to gather my thoughts, my subconious was tapping her foot, Get it together! If you don't he'll know he gets you all flustered! I agreed with her, in more ways than one. I cleared my throat and concentrated on making my face turn back to the normal ivory it was. "Yes Punkie I live here. Why else would John fly all the way out here?" I teased him. I know Phil saw my face turn red the first time, and knowing him, he took advantage of it. He kissed the top of my head again and gently brushed his fingers down the side of my face. I knew my face was turning red again. "That color is cute on you," he said. I knew I was blushing harder. I tried to say," Hehe, yea thanks," but it came out in giggles and, "ThanksIloveyou." Phil laughed and plopped in the seat across from mine. I noticed that I looked a little plain, with my dark purple tank top, and short jean skirt, and pink flip flops, and my wavy hair was around my shoulders, with my sunglasses on top, and my real glasses on. John had on nice jeans, tennis shoes, one of his Rise Above Hate hats, a nice white shirt that formed around his muscles and his dogtags. Phil had on a dark grey shirt, a black hoodie that was zipped half-way up, jeans, and and bright red Converse. He looks soo yummy. I could just jump his bones, both of them actually. My subcontious is blushing furiously and grinning. I shake my head to make those thoughts go away. John reached over and touched my hand, there were sparks when he touched me, "You okay hun? You look nervous" I smiled, "Yea, I'm fine. It's been a while since I've been in a plane." He smiled back and turned to talk to Phil. I grabbed my purse from under my seat and dug for my iPod. Once I found it, I put in my ear buds and put my head agaisnt the seat. As the plane started to move, I leaned my head back and finally started to relax. I was glad for the long plane ride, I needed a nap. I hardly got any sleep the night before, I was too excited to see John, and Punk again.

A couple hours later, Phil shook me awake, and saying very quietly,"Hey beautiful, time to wake up, you've got to eat something." I shoved his hand away, not wanting to wake up. I felt him let go. Glad that he left me alone, I rolled over to my side, and nodded back to sleep. A few minuets later I felt someone kiss me. I opened my eyes and saw Phil. He stopped and leaned back up with a cheeky grin on his face, "There we go! A kiss from Prince Charming always wakes up the Sleeping Beauty." I knew I was turning red again. When I sat up, I noticed that Phil's hoodie was on me. I looked up at him and could see his tattoos, up and down his arms. He must have seen me admire them because he pulled his shirt off. My breath caught when he did. I know I've seen him shirtless so many times on RAW and Smack Down, but this time was extra...special. I got up and stood in front of him. "I've always liked your Pepsi and Cobra Commander tats," I say as I trace them with my fingers. I feel him tense up a little as I let my fingers trail his tattoos. He relaxed a little as I stepped closer to him. I continued to let my fingers trace his tattoos, starting with the one behind his ear, all the way down to his STRAIGHT EDGE, and back up. I felt him shiver under my touch, and saw goosebumps. I giggled a little, and went back to the Pepsi tattoo, then kissed it gently. I heard him take in a sharp breath. I kissed it again and looked up at him. He grinned as he looked down at me, "You know you keep doing that, I'll be doing some very bad things to you. I don't your boy Johnny will like it." I flushed a deep red and bit my lip, very quietly I said, "He might not, but I would." Phil lifted my chin up with his finger. He looked into my eyes as if searching for something. The current of electricity that was flowing between us, sent my heart to do that wonderful flip flop thing. He finally leaned down and kissed me. I parted my lips, and soon our tounges were mingleing. He kissed me deeply, pulling me closer to him. I felt his arms wrap around my waist, lifting me up a little. I moaned softly as I felt his hands go up my back, and then his fingers in my hair, pulling ever so gently, and it sent the most delicous shockwaves down to my stomach. Phil broke our kiss and kissed down the side of my neck to the base of my throat, and back up. I let out a soft moan. Then he stopped, he pushed me away from him. I looked up at him, confused, hurt, and ashamed. I quickly calmed myself down, and went back to my seat. I fought back angry tears, as John came down the isle with three plates of food. "Air Cena, with the best pizza in the world," he said with a grin. I sat up and wiped my face off, trying to make it look like that I wasn't on the verge of tears. As John sat down, I leaned forward to the table that was now between us. I crossed my legs, and looked at John, "Did you make this? It smells so yummy!" John smiled at me, "Yes I did. You look...flustred, you okay?" I rolled my eyes at him, faking a smile, "Yes I'm fine. Why do you keep asking me that? I'm just a little sleepy that's all." John just looked at me, I could see the concern in his eyes, I smiled to let him know I was fine, and started to eat.

When we were done, I fell back asleep. I had given Phil his hoodie back, and opted for a blanket that was in my small bag under my seat. Once covered up, I put my earbuds back in. Heart Shaped Box by Nirvana was blasting in my ears. Very relaxing I thought, and soon I was asleep. About two hours later I woke up again, this time by John. It was nice to feel his hands on me. I smiled and stretched. He looked down at me, "C'mon Beautiful, time to wake up." I sat up and rubbed my sleepy eyes, "Mmm are we there already? Did I sleep the whole time?" He smiled as he rubbed my arm gently, "Practically the whole time. You looked cute and innocent while you were sleeing, I didn't want to bother you." I sat up completly, and stretched again. I think my tank top rose up a little, because John could not take his eyes off me. I smiled and got up. John left me be to go do some girl stuff. I went into the plane's bathroom, and reapplied my eye liner, mascarra and some eye shadow. When I thought I looked appropreate, I smoothed my hair, making sure there wasn't a hair out of place. As I walked out, I bumped into Phil. I flushed red, and he mumbled sorry. I rolled my eyes, then went to find John. He was already on the outside of the plane, unloading our bags. When I walked out, the Arizona air hit me, and my hair frizzed out. "Ugh! This heat is going to kill my hair!" I say with a laugh. John looked over at me with a look of awe on his face, "This maybe true, but you look good no matter what. You can't even tell you were asleep!" I did a fake curtsey and went to help him. I had grabbed my two bags, plus my purse and small stuff bag, and carried them to the waiting bus. There were actually two busses, one was John's and the other was Phil's. I stood there, looking from one to the other. I felt John behind me, "You're with me for the next two weeks remember?" I giggled and followed him to his. When I got inside, my jaw dropped. I was amazed! It was better than I could have ever imagined! On the left side of the bus there was a large sectional looking couch/seat thing, that was the most beautiful shade of dark green. On the right was a large TV, with a collection of movies, and an Xbox that was Live ready. In the middle there was botled in, u-shaped glass coffee table. The carpet was a deep ocean blue. In front of me were three doorways. One of them was the bus bathroom, and the other two were small rooms. John pointed to the door on the left, "That's your room. I had someone come in and decerate to what you like. And mine is on the right, if you should need anything. With that said, Welcome to Casa de Cena!" I rolled my eyes and laughed as I walked with my bags to small room. I walked and started to look around. It wasn't very big, proably about the size of a small trailer bedroom. The walls were painted a light pink, and the carpet looked like it had been replaced with a shaggy white carpet. In the cornor under the window was a queen sized bed with pink and purple blankets, sheets and pillows. Next to the bed was a small bolted down dresser. I kicked off my flops and sat down on the bed. I sighed and layed back. This is really comfertible, I thought. My subconitous was relshing in the her bed too, He really likes you doesn't he? I just smiled and took it all in. God it's awesome to have famous frineds!

After I had unpacked and changed, I went into the "living room" of the bus. John was sitting on the couch, with his legs up on the coffee table. I stepped over him and sat down. I put my legs up under me, and layed my head on his shoulder, he wrapped his arm around me, and pulled me closer. I giggled and blushed. We sat like that for about an hour, then he said, "Okay. It's time to get ready. We've got dinner plans tonight." I frowned at him, "We do? I've just spent 4 hours on a plane, John. I wanna be lazy for a few hours." I gave him my best pouty face, with my eyes all looking up and my lower lip stuck out. He started to laugh, "Well fine, you'll just miss out on seeing other very important people." I sat straigh up and cocked my head to the side, "Who?" John laughed again,"Get dressed and ready, and you'll find out" I sat there defeated. I got up and went to my room. Since I had no idea where we were going I decided to wear a dark purple, halter dress, which showed off my breasts really well. I thought about putting a bra on, but decided against it. The back of the dress was open all the way down to the middle of my back. I straighted my hair the best I could, but it kept frizzing out, so I put it up in a loose pony tail, with my bangs on the side of my face. I checked myself in the small mirror on the wall. I thought I looked presentable. I took out a pair of black strappy heels. As I walked out of my room I felt John behind me. I gasped and stood straight up. He turned me around and gently pushed me into the "living room." He spun me around, and pulled me to him, letting his right hand slide down my side to my lower back. "You. Look. Stunning," he said. putting emphisis on stunning. He leaned down and kissed me. I was so shocked that I pushed him off, but then I remembered what Phil did on the plane earlier that day, and quickly pulled John's face down to mine. He kissed me again, running his fingers softly up and down my back. I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull myself closer to him. He parted my lips with his tounge, then bit my lower lip very gently. I flushed red again, and moved my hair away from my neck and face. John smiled, then pulled me away from him. I looked at him shocked. He smiled,a cute crooked smile, "I've been wanting to do that for a long time, Elizabeth." Then he kissed me again, quickly and went out the door. I stood there still shocked, not knowing what to do. I smoothed my hair, then went to check my make up to make sure it wasn't smuged or anything. After all of that, I joined John outside. Waiting for us was a long black stretch limo. I squealed with excitment. I ran right over to it, to make sure it was real. John came up behind me, and wraped his arms around my waist, then nuzzled my neck, "Like it?" I leand my head on his shoulder, "I'm just trying to make sure this is all real. I feel like Cinderella. Like it's just all going to end soon." He leaned down and kissed my neck, "You know, you could live like this forever" I turned around in his arms, "John, lets just go to dinner first, 'kay?" I opened my door to slide inside. The seats felt like silk agasint my bare skin,the skylight was open, I could feel the warm Arizona night on my face. I heard John get in, then felt his strong arms pull me down into his lap. I giggled as I leaned up to kiss him. My heart did the most wonderful flip flop, it nearly burst out of my chest. My face flushed when he bit my lip again. He grinned and nuzzled my neck again. I let out a soft, slow moan. I really coudn't help it. He got me all worked up in the bus!

A few minutes after I got in, two more girls got in; I looked up and saw two of the most gorgeous women in the world. Then I recognized them. I sat up, almost screaming, "AJ! EVE! OMGOMGOMG!" I jumped out of John's lap, and grabbed them both in a tight hug. "Can't. BREATH!" Aj said. Eve said the same thing. I let them go, and beamed at them. They both smiled at me, "I can't believe this! I thought I wasn't going to see you two until tomorrow?" Aj giggled, "John said that you were coming, so Eve and I thought we'd surprise you." I smiled, and grabbed both of their hands, so happy to see my two very best Diva friends. Eve squeezed my hand, then smiled, "You seem to have John wrapped around your finger." I shook my head in disbelievment. Eve smiled again, pointing to John, "Look at him, he's all flustered. I haven't seen him like this since...well since he was with his first wife. Thank goodness he's not paying attention to us right now." She was right, John was on the phone Phil it sounded like, going over our plans for dinner tonight. I happily agreed with Eve. She was usually right, but I think in this instense, she'd be wrong. John and I are friends, we have been since I met him when I was 15. 'Then why did he kiss you? He apparently wants to be more than your friend,' my subcontious sneered. I quickly told her to shut up. She has no idea what she's talking about. I made my way back to John on the other side of the limo. I settled in under his arm. This feels so right, just like I was made just to fit under his arm. I put my head on his shoulder, and his tightend his grip around me, pulling me closer. I let a content sigh. When I looked up, I saw Eve and Aj lauging. I stuck my tounge out at them, and went back to being comfertable. John kissed the top of my head, . I flushed red again. I hate being a redhead, I thought to myself. I looked up at him with my big brown eyes, "John, who were talking to?" He started to rub my back softly, and chuckled, "Oh I think you know. We'll be meeting him at the resturant." I sit up a little. My thoughts go to what happened earlie today on the plane. I frown, and look at the ground. Well, maybe tonight won't be so bad. I mean it could have because John was coming, and he really didn't want him to see us wrapped around each other. My spirits began to lift. Yea that's all it was. My subcontious smiled, pleased with my relazation.

We had finally made it to Cork Restuarant. I looked it up on my phone, not sure what this place was. I had never been this far west of Missouri. We all got out. I had to stretch, I don't like being couped up in a car for too long. We made our way inside. It was beatiful, like someting out of a movie. There were chandaliers, tables with candles, mood lighting. It was wonderful. John went ahead of us girls, to make sure our table was ready. The maitre'd led us to a table in the far cornor, away from other people. Before we all sat down, Phil came up to me, hugged me close, and said softly, "You look beautiful. I can't wait to get you away from John's watchful eye." I giggled and blushed, my face was going to stay red the whole time I'm with John. I can just tell. We all sat down, I was in between John and Phil, Aj was on John's left, and Eve was on Phils right. The waiter came and we ordered our drinks, then gave us time to see what we wanted. The atmosphere was a little tense. Eve picked up on it and broke the the silence, "So Lizzie, how long are you going to be with us?" I took a sip of my water, "Just a couple of weeks, sadly. But I do plan on doing this every year for my vacation. Why go to just one place, when I can go to many?" I laugh a little, and everyone joined in. "Well I think you should just stay with us. Ya know, be a Diva, then you'll see us whenever, and not just once a year, "Aj said, with a nonchalant tone in her voice. John, Phil and Eve quickly agreed. I thought about it for a few seconds, "Well I'm not really sure Aj, I mean, I'm not skinny like you guys, and honestly, I think my boobs would get in the way." I laugh again. My face was back to it's normal color, and the atmosphere quickly turned to one of laughter, and easy talking. I had missed this, but Aj did have a oint. I'm sure I could do it, but I'm much more cut out for managing someone, not being the ring. I start to tear up when I bump my head. I was lost in my own thoughts, so I hadn't noticed two wondering hands on my thighs, and under my dress. I looked at John who was smiling a goofy, yet pleased, grin. Then I looked over at Phil, he was smiling the same way. I reached under the table, and removed their hands. They both looked at me, I just smiled, and went back to the conversation. Our food had arrived, and we got quiet as we ate. I was the first to laugh, it was follwed by Aj, then John, then Phil, and finally Eve. We all started talking again, our food mostly went untouched, but we ate what we could. We all decided that we were going to go a local to have a few drinks. John ordered shots, a lot of shots, more than a groupe of 5 can a few shots, us girls went to the dance floor, and started dancing. Soon after, John and Phil joined us, well mostly me. I couldn't understand the infatuation with me. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, no you're not going to think about this right now, you're going to have a good time; leave all this doubt at home in Missouri, not here with your friends. I danced even more, having a good time. I liked having both John and Phil so close to me. I wrapped my arms around Phil, who was in front of me, and John had his hands on my waist, behind me. Phil leaned down and kissed me, of course he doesn't drink so he didn't taste like whiskey shots, more like cherry Pepsi. I kissed him back, pulling him down closer to me. John was kissing my neck. Both were sending shocks of pleasure down to the bottom of my stomach, and beyond. I was having a really good time. I knew that drinking can cause my hormones go crazy, but it was still fun. The kissing from both guys went on for a while. I went from kissing Punk, to John, back to Punk. I knew I was getting stares from everyone, possibly death wishes from fan girls on the floor, but I didn't care. I was with two of the best men in the world, and they wanted me. There were several other girls, skinnier, and prettier than me, but they wanted me. Soon I felt someones hands moving down on my body. I slipped out from both of them, kissed them both on the cheek, and went outside to clear my head. How do they have this effect on me? I started to walk down the street a little, passing happy couples holding hands, laughing. I wanted that. But with who?

I must have been walking a while, because soon my phone was blowing up with texts. where r u? from Aj, did i do sumthing? from Phil. im sending a search party if you dont come back, from John. I replied all at once, im fine, just enjoying the fresh air. coming back now. As soon as I looked around, I had no idea where I was. I was starting to freak out. I was on some side of town that looked more like the wrong side of town, than a busy downtown district. I walked back the way I thought I came from, but couldn't remember where I had come from. I called Phil. It rang and rang. Shit! He's still inside the club! I tried John, Aj, then Eve. I left voice mails for all of them. I soon realized that I was being followed by someone. I pulled my clutch closer to me, and picked up my pace. I heard the person behind me do the same. Okay this is not how I wanted to die! I thought as I broke out into a run. Running in heels is really hard, but even harder when you're running for you life. I keep turning down random streets, until I see more people. I must be getting closer! I turn around to see the person still following me. I look ahead of me and see a crosswalk, and it's on DON'T WALK. I blend in with the people around me, pretending to talk to a hipster looking guy. I looked around, and saw the guy that was following me again! When the light turned to WALK, I took off. I looked for the club I was at. Then I saw Phil. I ran over to him, but tripped on my way to him. I got up, and wiped off my hands, and looked down, my dress was torn! I scolded myself for worrying about a stupid dress. "PHIL! PHIL!" I yelled as loud as I could. He saw me, he has a smile of releif on his face. He ran to me, and scooped me up in his arms. I started crying, "Phil, there's someone behind me, he's been following me for the last 5 blocks. Please I'm scared." Phil put me down, and wiped my face, "Stay right here, John and the others are coming around with the car." I saw Phil go up to the guy, say something, then a fight started. I closed my eyes so I wouldn't have to see. As soon as it started it was over, Phil came over to me and held me close. "C'mon. Let's get you somewhere safe."

When I woke up, I was in Phil's bed, in his hotel room. I looked down to make sure I had cloths on. Then I heard a chuckle,"You've got on one of my t-shirts, and yes you have undergarments on." I sat up and stretched, Phil handed me a cup of tea, and a piece of toast. He sat down next to me, all he had on was a pair of sweat pants that hung of his hips. He put his arm around me, and pulled me close. When I was awake enough I looked up at him. He had a black eye, and it looked like his lip was cut. "Philip Brooks! What did you do?!" I demanded. He looked down at me, confused, " I defened your honor last night. When I talked to that creep he said he was planning on hurting you, in ways that I don't even want to think about. I kicked his ass, plain and simple. If anything ever happened to you..." he trailed off after that. My heart did the most wonderful flip flop. I couldn't take it anymore. Forget John, I wanted Phil. I loved him. I have ever since the day he kissed me on the plane. I looked up at him, wondering, hoping that maybe he felt the same way too. My subcontious rolled her eyes at me, of course he does, other wise he wouldn't delt with that creep. I agreed with her. I carefully put my tea on the side table. My hands were shaking. If I do this, he'll be the second guy I've ever been with. I searched deep within me to make sure this is what I wanted. Finally I summoned up enough courage, and turned to face him. I then looked down at my hands, and started to twist the hem of the shirt. He sat very still next to me, I'm sure thinking that I was the weirdest girl he's ever had in his bed. I flushed scarlet at the thought. I looked up at him again, "Philip, I want to thank you properaly for saving my life." He looked down at me, and smiled,"And how are you going to do that, Elizabeth?" A wicked smile played across my face as I got up. I took off the shirt and tossed it aside. I bit my lip, and smiled, "Oh something like this." I straddled him, putting my legs on either side of him on the bed. I wrapped my arms around his neck,then kissed him. I wasn't sure where I was going after that, but he had an idea. He kissed me back as he picked me up in his strong arms. I giggled as he placed me on the bed, with my lower half hanging off. I propped myself on my arms, to see what he was doing. Soon he had pulled off his sweats, he's a boxer kind of guy, I smiled. He smiled back, and came over to me, he spred my legs with his. He pulled down his boxers, and out popped the biggest I had ever seen! I blushed even harder, as he carefully pulled down my soft pink panties, and tossed them aside. He carefully lifted me up, and pushed inside me, stopping every now and then to let me adjust to his endownment. I gasped and moaned softly as he went all the way in. He looked at me and smiled, "Is this what you had in mind?" I just responded with a moan, as i rocked my hips on him. He started thrusting slowly, moving in and out. I wrapped my arms around him, and buried my head into his chest, then kissing up to his neck. He kept on going, holding me close to him. I matched his thrusts with my own, leaning my head back, letting out the loudest scream/moan ever. "Omigod, Punk! Yes!" He started to get faster, harder. Our breathing was getting erratic, i could feel my muscles down there start to tighten, like a spring ready to uncoil. He leaned down to kiss me, and I kissed him back. The room was filled with my cries of pleasure, and his groans and grunts. He kissed down my neck, and bit me gently. After a while, he moved us so I was on top, still inside me. I rocked my hips back and forth on him, then going up, and slamming back down. I did this several times, picking up speed. Getting faster, than slower,feeling every inch of him inside me. I felt his hands snake up my body to pinch, tease, and pull on my sensitvie nipples. I couldn't hold it much longer. I leaned my head back, "Oh! Philip! Oh god! I'm coming!" Soon I felt him push all the way in me, and let loose. I collasped on his chest, my breathing heavy. He trailed his fingers up and down my back, "If this is the thanks I get, I should save your life more often." I giggled as he kissed the top of my head. "C'mon lets get you back to Johnny. I told him I'd bring you back when you woke up." I frowned, and reluctintely got up. My legs were a little wobbely as I went into the bathroom to clean up.

After a nice relaxing shower, I walked out of the bathroom wrapped up in a towel. I looked for my cloths, and found nothing. I quickly did a rescan of the room. I walked to the bedroom, still looking for my cloths, I couldn't find my bra or my underware. I walked to the living room area, still in my towel. I look over on the couch, and see Phil sitting there with a pleased look on his face, twirling my panties around on one finger, "Looking for these?" I glare at him, tapping my foot, but soon a smile plays on my face. I go over to him, and straddle him, carefully take them off his finger. I lean down and kiss him, "Yes, I am." I started to get up, but he pulled me back down. He kissed me hard, his lips were hungry for mine. I tried to get up, but I couldn't get up. I was so consummed by him that my body didn't want to move from his. I melted into him. I kissed him back, with my own hunger, wanting to never let me go. Then my phone rang, it was John. I could tell it was him by the ringtone, which was My Time Is Now. I sighed, and laid my head on his shoulder. Phil handed me my phone. "Hello John," I say hoping to hide the disappointment in my voice.

"Are you okay? Phil took you back to the hotel right?" He sounded very concerned.

"Yes I'm with him right now. I actually trying...to get...dressed!" I say. Phil the whole time is trying to take my panties away from me again.

"Wait...you're naked in front of him?" John asked, sounding very shocked.

I roll my eyes at the phone, full knowing that he can't see me, "Yes, well...kind of. I have a towel over me. John it's okay. He'll bring me back to you when I'm dressed."

"Don't worry about it, I've booked a room for us, just down the hall from him. He's got one of the room keys. I'll be there shortly," he was very stern, then hung up. I kissed Punk quickly and got up. I let my towel drop as i put my panties back on. "You know that's not fair, teasing a man like that," he said with a laugh. I kissed him quickly, "Sorry duty calls babe." I grabbed the rest of my cloths, and got dressed. After everything was in it's proper place I smiled at Phil, "Ya know, John won't like this." Phil smiled back as he slipped on a shirt, and walked over to me, putting his arm around my waist, and kissing the top of my head,"Johnny Boy can get over i