Dean Ambrose was in a bad mood. Not that it was anything unusual, but this time he had a damn good reason. He'd taken a hard bump outside the ring and his shoulder burned like hell fire. All he wanted to was to go back to the hotel and take a scalding hot shower. Maybe that would burn off his anger. Leaning back against the building, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes. As the flame of his lighter flared, he scanned across the bustling parking lot. The last of the roster was heading to their vehicles. The wait for Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns wouldn't be long. At least it better not be. He was growing more impatient as minutes ticked by. He hated waiting; wasn't any good at it. Never had been. Life was too short to spend it doing a whole bunch of nothing.
Drawing a long inhale off the cigarette and propped a booted foot against the building. His gaze followed Cena and Nikki Bella as they climbed into the rented SUV. Those two were about as interesting as watching paint dry. Their relationship had quickly faded from the spotlight as they settled into a routine. With a wry shake of his head he watched as Cena pulled out of the parking lot. Poor stupid bastard had his hands full with that one. She was high maintenance for sure. Better him than me. Dean thought as he took a drag off his smoke. He flicked the ashes away just as the exit door opened.
Dean bit back a smile as Seth Rollins stepped into the dimly lit parking lot. Another member of the pussy whipped parade. Dean thought as Seth met his steady gaze. Since his engagement to his long time sweetheart, Seth had become down right precious. Make no mistake about it, Seth was a beast in the ring. But out of it, he was as loyal as a puppy. He lived and breathed for Thea. Every thought he had was about her. How boring must that be? In fact, Seth was proving his point as he stood there, cell phone held to his ear. Dean halfway listened to the conversation as he watched the door open again. The Uso brothers strolled into the parking lot, excitedly talking about their match. They paid him no attention has they walked to their car.
When the door opened again, he pulled away from the wall. Cigarette paused half way to his lips he watched as Natalya held the door open for Alexis Philips. A low growl rumbled from him as he watched her. She was definitely his kind of trouble. While she was at least six inches shorter than he, she more than made up for it in looks. The girl was fucking gorgeous. Sleek, chestnut colored hair fell to the middle of her back. Usually he preferred shorter hair, but on her it worked. It drew his attention straight to the heart shaped curve of her ass.
Dean couldn't help but admire her generous curves. The girl a banging body. Damn, she had no idea what she did to him. How could she? The prissy little thing wouldn't spend more than two minutes in his presence. It never failed that the minute he sidled up to her, she found a reason to disappear. Fuck if it didn't just piss him off. He hadn't done anything to her intentionally. At least not yet. Dean thought as he watched her stroll across the asphalt. There was a whole litany of things he wanted to do to her but as of the moment all he had tried to do was talk to her. Glancing at the door, then at Seth, he decided to make the most of his wait. He snubbed out his cigarette under the heel of his boot then set off to follow her. He caught up to her just as she opened the trunk of the car. She startled as she reached for a metal case.
"Not scared, are ya?" Dean asked. He leaned back on his heels as he watched her load her various bags into the trunk. He didn't move to help. If he had, he wouldn't have been able to enjoy the view.
She looked at him and he felt like he'd been kicked in the gut. He'd never seen eyes like hers. They were wide, translucent green and framed by thick, black lashes. They were the kind of eyes he felt could see into his soul. At least they would if he had one. None the less, she had eyes that he'd love to look in while he made her scream his name. He shifted uncomfortably as she picked up the last case and set it in the trunk. She closed the lid without looking at him.
She looked up at him but didn't say a word. She had been hoping she would make it through the night without this. She was tired and had a long trip ahead of her. All she wanted was a big cup of coffee and miles between her and the man standing casually next to her. While he tried to seem relaxed, she knew better. Dean wasn't the kind of guy to relax. He was a natural predator. Everything about him was a warning; a loud, clear statement that she needed to get flee. She was going to do exactly that. Just as soon as she could get him away from her car.
"What's wrong, Lexi, cat got your tongue?" Dean asked.
She bit back an angry response as she looked at him. "Not at all. Just ready to head out."
The sound of her voice sent a chill up his spine. He'd always had a thing for chicks with a sweet, southern drawl. It made him think of hot, sweaty sheets and total satisfaction. He shook his head slowly as he looked at her. Man, he wanted her. More than he'd wanted anything in a long time. It would drive him insane if he couldn't have her. Failure was not an option. Never was.
"So, uh, you riding solo?" Dean asked as he took a step closer. The fact she took a step back was not lost on him. Smart girl. She knew a thing or two about self preservation. Too bad she didn't realize she could run all she wanted. But, she was not going to get away.
"I usually do." She eyed the distance between him and the car door. The look she flicked up at him made his blood heat. Damn, she could kill him with just a glance.
"How about some company?"
A perfectly sculpted brow arched as she regarded him. "I don't think so. Four people crammed in this car is no fun."
A smirk crossed Dean's face as he looked down at her. He had to give it to her, she didn't look away. Instead, she held his steady gaze as she edged closer to the driver's door. "How about two people? I think we'd fit together just fine."
Alexis bit back a sharp retort. Dean was deliberately trying to bait her. He always did. He would do whatever it took to get a reaction. The sadistic side of him thoroughly enjoyed it. He loved torturing her. Why else would he do it every chance he got?
"I'll pass." Alexis said as she finally reached for the door handle. The sooner she ended this game of cat and mouse, the sooner she could get away from him. Before she could open the door, he leaned against the car, his big hand holding the door shut.
"You sure about that? Gets lonely on the road by yourself. Don't you want some company?" Dean's voice dropped to a husky rumble. "Someone to keep you up?"
This time she couldn't help it. She laughed. If she were to hook up with anyone on the roster, it sure as hell wouldn't be Dean Ambrose. He had a reputation for being everything a girl didn't want. He was rude and abrasive and went through bed mates like water. The last thing she wanted was to become another notch on his belt. She had more sense than that.
"Thanks but no thanks. I'll be fine."
"Are you sure? Some things are better with a little help." Dean taunted softly. The urge to touch her was strong. It took all of his will power not to do exactly that. Instead, he shoved his hands into his pockets.
Thankfully, she was saved from having to respond by Seth's sudden appearance. He gave her a huge smile as he came to a stop beside Dean. He saw the blush creeping into her cheeks as she looked at him. A quick look between them confirmed that he had, indeed, interrupted something. He'd made it just in time. Dean was practically vibrating with energy and Alexis was cautiously shifting away from him.
"Ready to go?" Seth asked as he gave Dean a hard look. He let his friend know he meant business. He hated it when Dean started these cat and mouse games with Lexi. She was a sweet girl and didn't deserve to get caught in his twisted games. He tried to keep the peace between them as often as possible.
The relieved look she shot him made him feel a hundred times better. Maybe Dean hadn't gone too far with torturing her. "I was just telling Lexi that it's not a good for her to spend so much time alone."
"Oh really? This coming from you? Come on, Roman is ready to go."
Dean glared at him. It figured; just when things were about to get good Seth had to interrupt. Sometimes Seth had the worst timing. If he didn't know any better, he would start to think that Seth was intentionally cock blocking. If he was, that was a problem he would quickly handle. He wasn't going to let anything get in the way of what he wanted. He turned his attention back to Lexi. He gave her a long, heated look. He wanted her to make no mistake about what he was thinking. With a wink, he pushed away from the car.
"Have a nice drive, Lexi. Watch out for the big, bad wolf."
With that he left her standing there, mouth open, as he walked away. It was a small victory but he felt like he'd won this encounter. He knew he had gotten her attention. He felt it in his bones. It would be a long time before she calmed down. Hell, after their encounter he doubted she would sleep much. She would be too busy trying to forget him. That was just what he wanted. He wanted her thinking about him every waking minute. Whistling a jaunty tune, he followed Seth across the parking lot.
