*Cody*

I awoke the next morning to Billie talking on the phone. I grumbled. "Billie, come back to bed." But she ignored me as she hung up and I heard her cursing beside me. I slowly opened my eyes to see her hastily pulling on her jeans. "What's wrong?" I asked, she looked over at me and I blushed slightly when I realized she still wasn't wearing a bra. She smirked at my expression.

"I'm late for my stupid titantron filming thing."

"Oh." I said quietly. I wanted to go with her, watch her probably bend over in a sports bra and boxing gloves, something sexy like that. I bit my lip, I knew we'd just probably had a one night stand and didn't want to make this any more uncomfortable then it had to be. Besides, it was more than a little weird to be the one getting ditched come morning.

"Have you seen my bra?" She asked, casually using her arm to block my view of her breasts. I wanted nothing more than to shoot up and pull her arm away, covering her chest with kisses again, but I contained myself. By the look on her face and the way she so quickly was getting dressed I got the feeling she was used to this.

"Right here." I sat up and rolled out of bed, not really caring that I wasn't wearing anything as I pulled the blue bra off the lamp and walked over to her. She raised an eyebrow at me before I slipped it on, clipping it for her as she held back her hair.

"Thanks...Cody?"

"Yeah." Wow, this was definitely a role change, but for some reason, I kind of liked it. She reached into her suitcase and pulled out a sleeveless hoodie, zipping it up just enough so that you couldn't see her bra. I cleared my throat, walking around naked meant I couldn't really get excited, if you catch my drift but she was making it really difficult. She looked at me questioningly for a moment before smirking again.

"Well Cody, I hate to just bail, but, you know, I'm already late." Screw it. I grabbed her hips, pulling her close to me.

"Well if you're already late…" I hinted, raising my eyebrows at her. She bit her lip, obviously wanting to be just a half hour later, but finally chuckled.

"Maybe later tonight. Leave your number if you want."

"Will do." I promised. She turned and started for the door, but stopped and turned back to me.

"Hey Cody, do me a favor."

"What?"

"Don't let anyone see you come out of here."

"What, you ashamed of me?" I joked, but I couldn't help but worry, why didn't she want anyone to see me?

"I've been here about a day, I don't need enemies yet." She said cryptically before walking out. I sighed, walking over in the general directions my boxers had flown to. Last night had been incredible, Billie sure as hell knew what she was doing when it came to the sheets, no doubt about that. But what she'd said was still bugging me.

What did she mean that she had something like protection? And who didn't she want to make enemies with? Did she have a boyfriend? I scratched the back of my head; it looked like I was going to have to do some detective work. I pulled on my clothes and scribbled down my phone number, there was no way I wasn't going to try and get a repeat of last night. I felt my jeans get tight just at the thought.

I made sure not to be spotted as I left her room, shutting the door quietly and sneaking over to the elevator to get back to my room, three floors up. But when I opened it I groaned as Eve stared at me. "Hey Cody, this isn't your floor." She hissed.

"Maybe I was visiting Mike." I said, stepping inside and pressing the button for my floor. Eve was convinced we were going out because we slept together once, about three months ago. She'd been calling me Cody bear, love, all these pet names since. But I had been drunk when I nailed her; I had no romantic interest in Eve at all. Which I'd explained about a million times, but she was relentless.

"Except you, Mike, Ted, and Matt are all on the same floor, so try again."

"I don't have to explain myself to you." I snapped.

"Really? So you were with a woman weren't you? Was it that Billie girl?"

"Maybe it was, maybe it was Barbie. Like I said, I don't have to tell you shit."

"Billie, that fucking slut." I snapped my head towards her and slammed her into the wall.

"She's not a slut." I growled. She grinned at me like the Cheshire cat.

"So it was Billie." Damn it, she always knew how to get me to spill about everything, which was probably the biggest reason I hated her. "She and I will have to have a little chat."

"Stay away from her." I warned.

"Why are you protecting her? You were a one night stand."

"No, I wasn't, now shut up." I snapped. Finally the elevator dinged for my floor and I walked out, feeling her glare me down as the doors shut.

Bitch.

I was about to walk into my room when Ted poked his head out, grinning at me. "Ah the walk of shame, got to be the first time I've seen you doing it though."

"Funny. How the Hell did you get into my room?"

"If I told you I wouldn't be able to get in anymore." He said, holding the door open for me as I walked in. "So, how was new girl?" He asked, smiling devilishly.

"None of your business." He raised his eyebrows at me.

"You've never been one to not kiss and tell, must have been a great one night stand."

"Except I'm going back there tonight." I said, grinning.

"No, with Billie? Billie Aeris?"

"The same." I said. "Now get out, I've got to do some detective work."

"You mean stalk her on Google?"

"Wikipedia, but yes." He chuckled.

"Wow, she must have been pretty good, I've never seen you like this over a girl before."

"That's because she's not just a girl, she's like, a goddess or something."

"Damn, you should break up so I can be her rebound." He said, nudging me.

"Except we're not dating."

"Friends with benefits?"

"You could say that." I stopped as I remembered Billie saying the same words last night. "Now shoo, I have work to do." He pouted at me, but finally left as I pulled out my laptop, plopped down on the couch, and pulled up her Wikipedia page. It was mostly things I already knew,

Wilma "Billie" April Aeris (born April 2nd, 1988) is a one time Olympic medalist (one silver) and winner of several small boxing championships. As a part of the American team, she holds the record for the youngest American to compete in boxing. She is most known for her loss in her only Olympic Games, the 2004 Olympics in Athens.

It had a small link to another part of the article, which I clicked, taking me to details about the fight. I couldn't help but be shocked that the title of the section was The Embarrassment Seen 'Round the World

In her gold medal fight Aeris was defeated by Ukrainian boxer Alla Burkin. Aeris broke six ribs and was told she could no longer box. The fight was very controversial because of the illegal shot Burkin used on Aeris to break her ribs, but was not caught by the referee. The Olympic committee however, ruled that Burkin was still the winner, leaving Aeris without the gold everyone felt she deserved. Upon her return Aeris was treated harshly about the match, which many Americans had been betting on her to win. She has since retired from boxing and was heard very little of until 2009.

The year was a link to another part of the article, which I clicked again to take me to The Fall of an Icon

In late 2009 Aeris was arrested for a DUI, and was incarcerated overnight, but made bail the next day. When asked what had happened, the disheveled Aeris simply flipped off the press and walked away to her car, forever painting her as the good girl gone bad. Since then Aeris has lived a life unfit for an American icon, but a perfect fit for an American embarrassment, a flirtatious life filled with parties, hook ups, and tattoos. Hopefully Billie will pull herself out of this rut, but with insurance money from her fight keeping her in the life of luxury, it's unlikely she will ever be the girl we all watched in Athens ever again.

Jesus Christ, I couldn't imagine my life getting ruined in one fight and having the whole country hate me for it. I scanned about her early life in Salem, Oregon, family, pets, that sort of thing. I skimmed past the fight again to a section that said Injuries and started reading.

Aeris has sustained many injuries in her short career. Her nose has been broken seven separate times, she's broken sixteen different bones, but the two most significant are her six broken ribs and her appendicitis, both received from fights. When her six ribs were broken in the Athens Olympics by boxer Alla Burkin a shard of her ribs was lodged close enough to her lungs that doctors said she could no longer box. The shard is close enough that were a boxer to instinctively go for the weak point of her ribs, it could cause the shard to puncture a lung, and possibly kill her. It's also small enough and close enough to her lungs that doctors can't operate and remove it, it's simply too risky.

As for her appendicitis, while in her qualifying match for another boxing championship and American boxer by the name of Cindy Grubb delivered another illegal punch and ruptured Aeris' appendix. She was immediately operated on, forfeiting the championship. She awoke to not only that bad news, but was also told by doctors that the violence of the rupture had been so severe that her fallopian tubes had been damaged to the point where she would never be able to have children. The then fourteen Aeris was, understandably, devastated.

I sat back against the back of the couch. I had seen the small scar on her waist, but had thought nothing of it. That explained everything, if I had let down the country and couldn't have kids, I'd probably be a bitch and not really give a shit about life either. I saw a link just below the injury list called Personal life. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't help myself.

Aeris is the daughter of former U.S. Boxer Joshua Aeris and the sister of three time Olympic Gold Medalist swimmer Ryan Aeris. Her mother, Andrea Aeris, is a retired Victoria's Secret model. Her other sister, Nicole Aeris, is a lawyer in New York.

A younger Aeris has quoted her role models as Helen Keller, Gandhi, and Mother Teresa saying, "They all never quit, they were fighters, but not fighters like me who have to use their fists, they were a different kind of fighter. I want to be that kind of fighter, one who can use hard work and love to win battles, not just fists." She was a member of the Catholic Church until her Olympic loss, when she fell away from religion in general. She briefly dated many men, most notably her near two year relationship with 3OH!3 singer Sean Foreman which ended in 2010 due to Foreman's infidelity with Model Natasha Williams. Other famous flings include Maroon 5 front man Adam Levine, MMA fighter Pat Curran, and Canadian actor Cameron Bright.

I quickly typed all these guys into Google, stunned by how different they all were. It was like she was trying to forget each one with the next. But the one that stunned me was this Foreman guy. Billie was way too good looking for him, yet he was the one who cheated.

How?

Finally I had to close my laptop after seeing too many photos of them laughing and smiling together. That explained the constant one night stands. She finally meets someone she can commit to and he cheats on her. Jesus, I'd probably sleep around more than she did. I sighed, looking at my phone. I chuckled knowing how many women I'd put through the same thing Billie was putting me through.

And I loved it.

*Billie*

"All right, that's a wrap!" I yawned as I jumped out of the fake boxing ring in front of the green screen. That had taken much longer than I'd wanted. And it had felt even longer because I hadn't eaten yet today, and Cody had left me famished. I smiled. That was one guy who sure knew what the hell he was doing. I hadn't felt this good the day after since…

Sean.

I sighed, standing up and walking into the dressing room and quickly changing. That had been a long time ago, I needed to move on. But his smile and his soft eyes wouldn't leave me. I looked into the mirror, I had to forget him, besides, he didn't love me anymore. I walked out of the dressing room to a very pissed off Levesque. Great.

"Why were you late?" He asked.

"I slept in."

"Really? Because I could have sworn I heard a man say 'Billie, come back to bed'. Care to explain that?"

"No."

"Look, we both know I did you a favor by signing you, but you've got to get your shit together. I can't have you sleeping with every superstar because you…" He stopped. I felt my blood boil.

"Because what? Because I what?" I demanded.

"Never mind. But what I was trying to say was your dad begged me to do this to get you doing something again besides sitting around your apartment and sleeping around."

"As if my dad ever cared about me." I grumbled.

"Look, just no more 'sleeping in' okay?" I glared at him.

"Fine." I slipped on my sunglasses and stormed outside, shoving the press out of my face as I made my way to my car. I quickly drove back to the hotel, furious. Who did my dad think he was to do this for me? He was also the one who pushed me to do the Olympics at sixteen, and we all know how that turned out. I kept fuming the entire way to the parking lot as I finally killed the engine and walked inside, only to be greeted by Eve and Barbie.

I think I'll call them Thing 1 and Thing 2 from now on.

Eve glared at me, but I was not in the mood. I tried to walk past her, but she grabbed me. I shoved her hand off and glared at her. No one touches me, especially not some little spray tanned blow up doll.

"I told you one thing." She snapped.

"Sorry, probably won't happen again." I said, laying on the sarcasm when my intention was to go upstairs and call Cody for round two.

"Stay away from him."

"Who's going to make me, you? Please. Now if you'll excuse me, I don't have time for the implant patrol." I turned and started to leave when her voice stopped me.

"Well at least I'm not just some washed up slut." She spat. I stopped dead in my tracks. "Yeah, that's right. Cody deserves better then someone like you. I mean, if you can't get someone like Sean Foreman to stay with someone with as much experience as you, you've got an issue."

"Shut up." I growled.

"Who's going to make me?" She mimicked. "No one's afraid of a washed up loser like you."

That was it.

I spun around and punched her square in the face as hard as I could, sending her to the floor. She looked up at me in horror as I leaned down and pulled her up by the front of her shirt. "Listen up you little bitch, if you ever piss me off like that again, I will mess you up so badly that people won't even know what gender you are anymore." I dropped her back to the floor and walked to the elevators as though nothing had happened. I couldn't fail to notice however that the entire lobby had heard our conversation and looked a bit stunned. I was about to close the elevator door when the man with the blonde hair from the other day popped in.

"Nice punch." He commented.

"Thanks." I said, shaking out my knuckles. I looked up at him, he wasn't even close to Cody in terms of looks. His dirty blonde hair was disheveled and I could see his roots needed some serious touch up work. He looked like a goof ball where as Cody just looked like a sex god, which he was. I could tell he wanted to talk, so I just tried to look interested in the numbers as they crawled up much too slowly.

"So… I saw Cody chase after you last night, and then he didn't come back. You two dating?" I checked my temper, I hated the word 'dating' ever since Sean.

"No." I said simply.

"Hmm."

"Why?"

"Just wondering if you're still on the market."

"For you? No."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You look like something that crawled out of the gutters of Jersey Shore."

"Ouch."

"You asked."

"See, now why are you nice to Cody but mean to me?" The elevator dinged and I was about to get out, but his arm stopped me.

"Let me out."

"Answer the question." He shot back. I felt my heart hurt for the first time in a long time, with the scruff on his face and those soft eyes he looked just like…

"You remind me of someone."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"In this case, yes. Now can I leave?" He pulled his hand back, looking at me for a long time. I started to walk away, but his voice made me stop.

"Billie, I don't know what this guy did to you, but I wouldn't." I turned back to look at him, but the elevator had already closed. I looked at it for a long time. Finally I sighed, I needed to get all of this out of my head. I needed a distraction, a distraction like screwing Cody's brains right out. I slipped into my room to see his phone number scribbled down on a post it note. I grabbed my phone and typed in the digits, he answered on the second ring.

"Hello?"

"My room, now." I ordered, I could picture him smirking.

"Yes ma'am." Then he hung up. I quickly pulled off my jeans and unzipped my hoodie, changing into my other underwear just in time for him to knock on the door. I opened it to see him grinning at me. "Got here as fast as I-"

"Stop talking." I growled, pulling his lips to mine and shutting the door behind him. He quickly picked up on my lead and led me over to the bed, roughly throwing me down. I ripped off his shirt and pulled him to me. He made short work of my bra as he moved us more onto the bed and slipped out of his jeans. He trailed his kisses down my neck and to my chest, spending a good three minutes making me whimper at how well he knew how to place his lips. Jesus, where had this guy been? He quickly placed his hands where his lips had been as he pressed out mouths back together. I started to take off his boxers, but his hand shot up and grabbed mine, pinning it above my head.

Then he grinned wickedly at me as he slid his hands to my hips and started to trail his kisses down my stomach, making me whimper his name. When he got past my belly button I pulled him back up and flipped over so I was on top. I slowly slid off his boxers and my panties as he pulled me down so we were together, causing both of us to break from or kiss to let out small moans. As I kept moving I tried to focus on nothing but how good Cody felt.

I tried to forget about Alla and the Olympics, forget the punch that shattered my career in the only sport I would ever love. Forget my stupid brother living my dream, my parents always saying how disappointed they were in me. Forget Sean and his beautiful eyes as we did this same thing, but it meant something because I had loved him with everything I was. I had to forget all of them or I would simply lose my mind at how horrible my life actually was.

Finally I hit that place where everything is gone but pure bliss. I kept moving, Cody hands guiding me, until he finally hit the moon with me and I hit it again seconds later. I fell over next to him, both of us panting like dogs.

"I could get used to this." I said, smirking at the ceiling.

"Me too." He admitted. Our moment was broken by my stomach letting out a large growl. Cody chuckled.

"Always leave 'em hungry for more."

"Or just hungry in general." I teased. "Put your pants on, I'm ordering room service."

"Do I have to?" He rolled over on top of me. "I like this much more." He kissed me again, but as good as it felt, I was starving.

"After food, I promise." I said, getting up. I dialed room service and ordered the chicken alfredo and turned to Cody. "Do you want anything?"

"I'll have what you're having."

"Two chicken alfredos. Thanks." I hung up the phone and quickly pulled on my hoodie and my jeans. I tossed Cody his pants.

"Really?"

"It's either that or hide in the bathroom." I bit my lip. "Actually, hide in the bathroom."

"Why?"

"Because Levesque can't see you here."

"Why?" He asked again. God, he was so much hotter when the only thing he said was my name.

"Because. Now get in the bathroom and you can do whatever you want to me after we eat." His eyes lit up as he stood up and started towards the bathroom, but he stopped on the way and pulled me close to him. I loved that he didn't seem to care about walking around naked. (Not that he had anything to be ashamed of, he had a great body.) He pressed his lips to my neck before whispering in my ear.

"As many more rounds as I can handle, then a shower together, then maybe a few more rounds." He smirked at me. "Deal?" I could feel the ghosts start to creep in again, but pushed them away as I pressed my lips to Cody's.

"Deal."