Joe and I adjusted to the cameras being almost everywhere pretty quickly, it was really surprising. After a while it was like they weren't even there, and I really liked it. After losing his title at the RAW after Battleground, he had less press to do so he got to spend a bit more time with me. I really liked that, but I could tell that not having the title was boring him even though The Shield was getting in this interesting storyline with The Big Show and the Runnels brothers with The Authority. He and Colby didn't need the tag titles to be dominate in the ring. I've told him that but I knew that he was a bit disappointed that he lost it after only a few months. But at least he had it for like five months. That's longer than most people have titles and his career was just starting. He had years to accumulate titles as he went.

"Lex, what's your opinion? Grey or black?" Joe asked and I tilted my head from where I laid in our bed. He was standing in our walk in closet holding up two hangers with the dress shirts in question hanging on them.

"For what?"

"I just feel like dressing up for you." I narrowed my eyes at him while I thought about it, not at all understanding why he would do that. Tomorrow was just Thursday. Nothing too special.

"Grey, I guess. Come to bed, Joe."

"You guess? Lex, I'm trying to do something special for you and you can't even get one hundred percent invested?" I groaned loudly into the my pillow, not at all in the mood for this argument with Joe.

"Joe, I'm tired. This is our first night home in three weeks."

"I'm tired too, Gwen, but even when I'm tired I give you the attention you want."

"That's funny, because you don't. When you're tired you say 'babygirl I'm too tired' when all I wanted you to do was cuddle!" I spat, already pissed off with him. I didn't want to be, but he asked for it.

"You have really bad timing, and-"

"So do you." I cut him off as I grabbed my phone and my pillow and headed for the guest bedroom in our spacious two bedroom apartment.

"Gwen, baby, don't do this." He practically begged as he followed me to the room and I only slammed the door in his face before getting comfortable in the bed and going to sleep.

"Don't get me wrong, Joe and I are in a very happy relationship. We love each other. But couples do have their arguments and, with our jobs, sometimes our own individual stress levels make things a bit more of an issue than they really actually are." I explained to the guy who asked me about my argument with Joe the next day in my weekly meeting with the crew for the one-on-one like things in front of the green screen. But right when I finished talking, Joe was calling. "Have a nice day, guys." I called as I left, my camera crew following along as Trinity took my seat for her segment. By the time I got comfortable in the car, my phone had stopped ringing so I called Joe back, eager to hear what he had to say.

"Babe, where are you?"

"I had a thing to do. Why does it matter?" I asked as I started my car and started backing out of my parking space.

"Because I miss you, and you weren't here when I woke up."

"I tried waking you up before I left but you were sleeping like a rock." I teased and I heard him chuckle.

"I want to talk about last night when you get home. I was being an ass and I want to properly apologize."

"Alright. I'll be home in like five minutes."

"Alright. I love you."

"I love you too."

When I walked into our apartment Joe was sitting in the couch with his gloriously long hair tied back. He looked up at me and smiled as I shut the door.

"You look nice." I complimented as I hopped over the back of the couch to sit beside him and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, pulling me in to snuggle with him.

"So do you. I'm really sorry about last night, Gwen. I didn't realize how much of a hypocrite I was being and I really didn't mean to get like that. Can you forgive me?" He looked down at me with those beautiful grey eyes and those pouty lips and I just melted. I always did, but I don't think he knew that.

"I can forgive you. But if you do it again I want to beat you up for it."

"Anything you wanna do, babygirl. But first," He stood and lifted me into a fireman's' carry and carried me our bedroom. "it's cuddle time."

We didn't do much cuddling.

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