Title: Dirty Minds
Author: Mel
Rating: PG-13 for innuendo
Summary: People really have dirty minds that jump to wrong conclusions…
Dist: Ask
Notes: random fic
Disclaimer: I own nada
"Oh right there…that's the spot."
"Are you sure, I thought this was the spot?"
"That is too, but right now, oh, yeah, that feels soooo gooood…that's the spot."
Silence.
"Ahh, ohh, yeah…."
Knock.
"Oh crap."
"Shh, be quiet."
"I hope that's not who I think it is."
"Would you shut up so I can answer it?"
"Do me a favor and hide just incase it is who we think it is."
Movement inside.
Knock outside.
"Excuse me could you please open this door!?!?"
"Oh crap."
Footsteps.
A beautiful woman, dressed in a towel, red hair scattered over her shoulders, smile firmly in place, opened the door.
"Yes, excuse me is something the matter?"
A stern looking cop and a weary looking hotel clerk stood before the door threshold.
'Yes, umm, Ms. Dumas, we heard loud noises coming from your room and have received several complaints from the other hotel guests. So the police were called and since this is the fourth time I am up here tonight, would you please keep it quiet, Ms. Dumas or the officer will have to escort you off the premise."
Amy smiled. "I don't know what all this fuss is about. I have been lying down then in the shower. So any noise I suppose would have had to be the television."
Amy smiled sweetly, winked at the officer, blew a kiss to the clerk.
"Umm are you sure that it's the television, Ms. Dumas? Are you alone in the room. Because if it were something else…it would be fine, just umm, keep it down."
Amy looked confused.
"I'm sorry gentlemen I promise I'm alone. If you want to look my room over…" She moved to step back but hands went up in the air. The pair was convinced by her act.
"We're sorry for the disruption ma'am." The officer said. He shared a look witth the clerk before walking to the elevator.
The clerk smiled. "I'm sorry to disturb you ma'am have a good night."
Amy smiled then shut the door.
"You can come out now."
John Cena stepped off the balcony, he was clad in only a pair of boxers and had a huge smile on his face.
He walked over to the red head, pulling her into his arms before planting a kiss on her face.
"You're good baby. Damn good."
"I know and so are you which is why you have to finish my massage."
Eye roll. "Fine, but do I need to duck tape ya damn mouth shut so people will quite callin' the desk?"
Smile. "Nah. Just finish and maybe we can really give the people a reason to call the desk."
Smile. "Sounds good baby, sounds real good."