Fight Night

Chapter 2: Mixing Business with Pleasure

"Ladies and gentlemen your winner and still the FBL Welterweight Division Champion of the world... Dominic "Lightning" Valdez!"


After a successful title defense and a close out of press conferences, Dominic was finally able to relax with his wife and sister-in-law back in his locker room. He noticed that Deja seemed to be a bit more fidgety than normal.

"DJ… you alright over there girl? You seem like something's bugging you." Dominic chuckled, watching Deja's eyes widen a little.

"Oh uh… I'm good." she lied, feeling her stomach churn slightly. This was odd for her… A man had actually made her nervous but not just any man, it was Roman Reigns. Kendra smirked watching her baby sister and decided to stir the pot just a little more.

"Sis… aren't you going to be late for your date?" Kendra teased.

"Date? What date? You've got a date tonight, DJ?" Dominic asked curiously.

"Oh she's totally got a date!" Kendra mocked.

"Keke shut up! It's not a date, we're just meeting for drinks! God… you always have to take things that extra mile, don't you?" Deja shrieked, making her sister cackle at her.

"Ok so… who are you meeting for drinks?" her brother-in-law interjected. Deja felt her face flush as she looked at the time on her phone again. It was 10:45 and she knew there was a least a 20 minute drive to get to The Vortex, but why was she stalling?

"I… uh I'm meeting Roman Reigns at the Vortex at 11:30." she replied sheepishly. Dominic was floored by her announcement and looked back and forth between Deja and his wife, who gave him a confirmative nod. His brow furrowed for a brief second but then a giant smile took over his face.

"Should I be worried?" Deja inquired.

"Nah… you're in good hands kiddo. Roman's one of the nicest cats around here, but he'll whoop your ass if you cross him or anyone he cares about. So with that said, you better get yourself on over to the club. I'm sure he's waiting for you." Dominic smirked.

Deja took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a split second and nodded. "Alright… well I'm gonna head out. Uh he did say that you guys were more than welcome to come and hang out with us though."

"I think we're good here, right mama?" he said, giving Kendra a soft pat on the butt.

"Yeah, we're good Dee. You two crazy kids have a good time and no sex on the first date, young lady!" Kendra said teasingly pointing her finger at Deja who rolled her eyes at her sister.

"Dom… congrats on the win! Now get this crazy, pregnant lady home and feed her. She's obviously lost her mind if she thinks I'm gonna have sex with this man and I just met him tonight." Deja huffed.

"Roger that baby sis." Dominic chuckled. "And you never know… once that alcohol gets flowing your decision may change." Deja gasped staring back at them in shock. Kendra and Dominic both burst out into laughter once they saw the look on Deja's face.

"Aww girl I'm just joking! Now get your behind on outta here before you end up being late. I'm taking my babies home for some real authentic Mexican cooking!" Dominic smiled, giving Kendra a little dance as he pulled her up from her seat. Deja grinned watching her sister and her brother-in-law for a moment before she turned to leave. She knew deep down that she wanted the kind of love that they had but was she ready to embark on the journey of finding it?


Roman sat in VIP, sipping his whiskey as he watched the door checking every face that entered the club. He checked his watched and sighed, feeling a little let down. "It's 11:25… where are you sexy?"he thought.

"Don't sweat it brotha… I'm sure she'll be here soon." Dean said, patting his friend on the shoulder. "Who knows, maybe she went home to change clothes or something." Roman finished his drink and signaled the bartender for another round with a wave of his hand. For some reason he was feeling rather antsy and really wanted to see Deja.

"Well, well… looks who's here Uce!" Jey rejoiced, pointing Roman's attention towards the entrance. There was Deja, talking to the bouncer and seemed to be pleading her case.

"Ma'am, I don't see your name…"

"What the hell do you mean you don't see my name? I'm Deja Carter and I happen to be a guest of Roman Reigns…" she huffed at the large round man.

"And my name is James and I don't see your name on this list Ms. Carter! Now if you don't mind, I need you to hop your wanna be supermodel ass back in line with the rest of these folks that are waiting to get in!" the man said, raising his voice at Deja. She closed her eyes and inhaled sharply as she was tuning her lips to rip the bouncer a new asshole.

"Now you listen to me you incompetent, fat motherfu…"

"Deja! There you are sexy! I've been waiting on you girl… James what's the fucking hold up, man?" Roman interfered, staring at the man pointedly. He pulled Deja towards him and wrapped an arm around her waist.

"Oh… she's with you? My bad man, my bad…" James shrugged.

"You're damn right it's you're bad! And by the way, James… I'm an attorney and if I wanted to, I could rip your little world to pieces. So the next time you go to call someone a name, you might wanna think about it. And one more thing… I'm not a wanna be supermodel, I'm naturally fine." she retorted, giving the bouncer a nasty stare from head to toe.

"Eh… sorry about that." Roman sighed, shaking his head.

"It's alright, you saved him from getting the tongue lashing of a lifetime though so in a way you were his saving grace." Deja giggled as Roman motioned for her to join him on the couch.

"Can I get you a drink?" he asked, flashing his winning smile. She felt her heart flutter a tad bit. It was still too early for her have these little feelings but she was as giddy as a school girl beneath her somewhat calm, cool and collected surface.

"I'll take a whiskey sour with two cherries." she smiled. Roman gave her a little nod and grin as he waved down the waiter and placed her drink order. After the first few minutes had passed, Deja seemed to regain her confidence and quickly engaged herself in a conversation.

"So are you going to introduce me to your team or shall I do it myself?" she grinned up at Roman. "I mean I don't want to be rude and take time away from you celebrating with your boys."

Roman was mildly caught off guard by her boldness but that's what drew him to her. Well… that was one of the things that drew him to her. That body hugging dress she was wearing tied in with her gorgeous face played a key role as well.

"Uh yeah of course! Um… this here is my buddy and manager, Dean Ambrose. And these two are my cousins, Jimmy and Jey. Jimmy is my cut-man...he patches me up real quick if somebody ever draws blood from me."

"Yeah I'm supposed to do that if anybody can ever land a strike on you, Uce..." Jimmy laughed making Roman smile.

"And this is Jey my second trainer." All three men waved at Deja as the waiter brought her drink over.

"It's nice to meet you guys…" she nodded, hoisting her drink at them.

"How about a toast?" Dean shouted as the crowd below was getting a bit rowdy. "Here's to a damn good fight tonight and the blossoming of a new relationship. Now let's kick some ass and get laid!" he smirked, tilting his head towards Deja and Roman.

"Cheers!" they said simultaneously clinking their glasses together. Jimmy and Jey finished up their drinks and headed down to the dance floor for a bit of fun. Dean finished his beer and gave Roman a little wink before he followed the twins down to the dance floor. A small but brief awkward silence fell over Roman and Deja as they sipped at their drinks until Roman cleared his throat.

"You know for a little while there, I thought you weren't going to show up." he admitted, looking down at his glass then back to her.

"And for a moment, you were right. I got a little nervous at first but then Dom told me that you were a good man so… I kinda sped over here from the arena. But of course by the time I got here it was already 11:30 and there was no way I was running in these shoes." Deja laughed, casually crossing her legs. Roman took note of the sexy black, strappy Christian Louboutin heels and licked his lips. He couldn't deny the fact that Deja had a banging body but his struggle was real in terms of keeping his hands to himself.

"So… you know who I am and what I do. Tell me more about yourself, sexy…" Roman smiled, resting a hand on Deja's knee. She'd be lying if she said she didn't feel a jolt just then. She studied his hand and trailed her eyes up his heavily tattooed arm until their eyes locked with each others.

"I… um I'm an attorney. I work for my parents law firm but it's transitioning into my sister and I's firm as our parents are phasing out into a different business." she explained.

"Nice! I like a smart, sexy and powerful woman..." Roman nodded. "Need any new clients?" he chuckled.

"Oh I don't mix business with pleasure…" Deja whispered, placing a hand on his thigh in return. Roman felt a twitch down below and took a deep breath to calm himself. He didn't want to move too fast but he didn't want to bore her either.

"What got you into boxing?" Deja questioned, sipping on what was now her second drink.

"My dad got me into it. It's pretty much been a thing in our family. The twins do it here and there, but I'm the main one. Dean is a childhood buddy so we deemed him as a Samoan too. He's just a little paler than us...but he's family no matter what." Roman chuckled.

"Aww that's so sweet… And it's cool representing your family heritage like that." Deja gleamed.

"Thanks…" Roman grinned, stroking Deja's cheek with his thumb making her pause and stare at him. "I'm sorry… Didn't mean to stall our convo but you're just so damn breathtaking, I couldn't help myself." he admitted.

Deja smiled, closing her eyes as she rubbed her cheek against his hand which was now cupping the left side of her face. Sexual tension was growing between them the closer they got but both managed to show restraint as they were somehow face to face now. Their lips mere inches apart and breathing heavily, Roman pulled back slightly.

"Wanna go join the madness down there on the dance floor?" he panted, trying hard not to kick himself for not kissing her just then.

"Yeah… let's uh… lets dance." Deja muttered as she rose to her feet after downing the last of her drink. She pulled Roman's hand into hers and led him down the stairs onto the dance floor.


The music thumped hard in the background as Roman and Deja danced around. He held onto her hips tightly as her dress began to bunch up in his hands while Deja rocked her hips. Their bodies swayed in motion and Deja let her head fall back onto his shoulder as she rolled her plump backside against Roman to the beat of the music.

He couldn't resist planting a few kisses up and down her neck as they continued to grind against each other.

"Shit… she knows exactly what she's doing to me right now." Roman thought as he watched her moving her body against his.

Deja swiveled around to face him as she threw her arms around Roman's neck and he backed her up into the wall. He pinned her arms above her head with a hand and pressed himself against her, giving Deja a feel of what kind of effect she had on him while peppering her neck with more kisses.

Deja smirked as Roman's semi erection brushed against her thighs, pressing through the fabric of her dress. She knew she had gotten him hot and bothered, but she couldn't deny feeling the same way. He bit his lip staring down at her while resting his forehead against hers. She wanted to kiss him but he moved.

"You wanna get outta here?" he whispered, nipping her earlobe as he drew back to gage her reaction. With a soft gasp, Deja nodded "Yes." Roman grinned and looked around for his boys but didn't see them so he took Deja's hand and let her lead him out of the club to help shield his blatant hard-on..

"We can take my car…" she said, handing her ticket to the valet. "Normally I don't do this but…"

"You don't do what?" Roman asked.

"This…" Deja blushed, gesturing between the two of them. "At least not the first night but it's just something about you..." she grinned nervously.

"Oh… so I'm your first same night experience?" Roman chuckled with a playful wink.

"Not exactly my first but... it's definitely been a very long time." she smiled, biting her lip. "But I'm not scared… I'm a big girl, I can handle myself."

"That you are sexy… but tell me something. Can you handle this dick?" he murmured, taking her hand and placing it over his erection. Deja's eyes grew wide and her mouth fell open just as her car was pulling up.

"Is that your ride?" Roman nodded towards the black Mercedes that was now waiting curbside.

"Wha..? Oh yeah that's us…" Deja responded quickly shaking her head. Her heart was racing as the sheer excitement of this exchange was starting to settle in. She hopped into her car and Roman quickly followed, getting into the passenger seat. Deja peeled off from in front of the club as she felt Roman's hand running up her inner thigh. Hell at this point she simply couldn't get home fast enough…


About 15 minutes later Deja and Roman were sitting in her driveway making out like two horny teenagers. Roman managed to pull her over into the passenger seat and had her straddling his lap. She cupped his face, kissing him hard while their tongues danced in each other's mouths. Roman dropped the seat back which startled Deja for a moment making them both laugh.

"Sorry… needed to get a little more comfortable." Roman grinned, taking her lips once again. Deja rolled her hips in a slow grind as she felt his big hands ease down to squeeze her cheeks. She gasped pulling up and away to rest her hand in the center of his chest.

"While this is super hot and everything…" she panted. "I do have a really nice bed in my house if we wanna move from being in my car." she said struggling to catch her breath.

"I'd love to see your bedroom sexy…" Roman smirked, helping Deja climb back over into the driver's seat. He raised his seat and hopped out of the car to follow her to her front door. As Deja searched through her purse for her keys, Roman stood closely behind her caressing her body and groping her breasts.

"Let's go big boy!" Deja exclaimed, pushing her door open. She placed her purse and keys on the table and grabbed Roman's hand to lead him back to her bedroom.

"Nice house you got here baby girl…" Roman chuckled.

"Thanks, you're gonna love the bedroom!" Deja panted, stripping him out of his shirt. Roman hastily unzipped the back of her dress and slipped her straps off her shoulders. They were tangled up in each other's arms, rolling around on the bed when suddenly Deja's phone rang. Roman groaned and pulled back to give her some space.

"Sorry… be right back, it's probably my sister." she shrugged with a small grin.

"Hello!" she answered slightly irritated by this disturbance.

"Deja it's me, Jason. Look I'm sorry to bother you but I need your help. I'm down at the station right now." her client pleaded. If there was ever a bad time for one of her client's to call, this was it!

She sighed heavily looking back over at that big half naked Samoan hottie waiting for her on the bed and frowned.

"Give me 20 minutes…" Deja growled into the phone before hanging up. She stalked over to stand in front of Roman and pouted. "So… one of the unfortunate joys of being a lawyer is that you have to help your clients when they need you."

"Let me guess… One of your clients need your help?" Roman laughed. "Duty calls I suppose." he said sadly. Deja cupped his face and leaned down to peck him on the lips.

"Perhaps this time it's for the best but maybe next time we go a little further?" she smiled optimistically.

"Hell the fact that you implied there will be a next time has me pretty excited. But there's one little problem…"

"What's that?"

"I still don't have your number sexy…" Roman grinned. "And uh… you mind dropping me back downtown or…"

"Oh shit! I totally forgot about that! And uh... you're more than welcome to ride with me." she stated, handing Roman her cell phone. "Just text your phone from mine and boom, you'll have my number." she huffed, slipping on a pair of flats.

"No heels this time?" he teased, watching Deja smooth out her dress.

"I told you big boy… I don't mix business with pleasure. And since my client is interrupting my pleasure, I'm going to make sure I represent business." Deja said firmly as she grabbed her briefcase from her closet.

"Damn, I almost feel bad for the poor sap that called you. Not to mention the officers and the other attorney." Roman laughed, giving Deja her phone back. "So we're definitely gonna try for round 2, right?"

"Absolutely!" she smiled brightly. "Now let's go before I try to tackle you back down to my bed and end up getting another phone call." she giggled, shaking her head. Tonight was definitely a change of pace for Deja. She proved to herself that she could work hard and play hard, but most importantly she found a man that had actually sparked her interests. Roman on the other hand was certainly enthralled by Deja and knew he had to have more. The only question that remained was how long he'd have to wait until he saw her again?


Back by popular demand, here is chapter 2! I just wanna say thank you all so much for the massive surge of support you guys showed me for chapter 1. It really and truly made me teary eyed and I'm blabbing lol. But seriously thank you all so much! Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed. Chapter 3 will be in progress soon. :)

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