((So this might not exactly make sense in the grand scheme of the story, or in the long run, but I wanted to write the birthday party scene. =]))
The Birthday Party
At six PM that night, the party for Dani's birthday was in full swing. The music was playing, the food was served, and a good time was being had by all. Shae had introduced Randy to many of her family and friends, and everyone was very nice. He had no problem making conversation with anyone, and was extremely relieved that the conversation about pro wrestillng was readily avoided. Much of the conversation revolved around music, movies, sports... you know, small talk.
Randy was standing beside Shae on the porch, they were talking to some friends about the latest NASCAR Sprint Cup series race. While Shae was talking animatedly about how her favorite driver, Jimmie Johnson, had won two days previous, Randy felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Text message. Reading the message, Randy glanced at Dani in the pool with her friends, then glanced over at Shae. "Come on... I have to show you something..." he said, leaning down to speak softly in her ear. He took her hand, and led the way inside. They walked through the house and the kitchen, out the door into the garage. "Your sister's birthday present from me is here," he said, motioning to the black and silver Mustang that had pulled into the driveway. The car stopped, and the engine quit. A moment later, World Heavyweight Champion John Cena stepped out of the driver's side. "Hey, Randy. Hey, Shae. So where's the birthday girl?"
"Randy... Shae is going to straight mark out, you know that right? I hope you warned him..." Shae grinned. She hugged John when he walked up to them. "Hey John. She's out back... C'mon, you can wait in the kitchen. Everybody's in the back yard, I'll go get Dani." She led the way inside, and left Randy and John in the kitchen as she walked out back and over to the pool. "Hey, Dani," she said, "Can you come with me for a second? I need you to take a look at something for me..."
"Uhh, yeah, sure," Dani shrugged. "I'll be right back guys," she said to her friends, then swam over to the edge and climbed out of the pool. Picking up a beach towel off the table, she wrapped it around her and tucked it in on the side. "Where are we going?" she asked Shae, as they walked up onto the porch.
"Shush," she said, opening the door for her sister. "Now close your eyes," she said, covering her sister's eyes with her hand. "Follow me..." Leading the way into the kitchen, she smirked at John and Randy. "Happy Birthday, Dani..." Randy said, and Shae uncovered her eyes.
"You guys, what the...?" Dani looked around, and that's when she spotted John sitting at the table.
"Happy birthday, Dani," he said, standing and shaking her head.
"You... you... you're John... John Cena."
"That I am."
"And... and you're in my kitchen..."
Shae buried her face in her hands. She loved her sister to death, but she was so embarassed. Randy just smirked, and John gave a laugh. "Is that a problem?" he chuckled. "Come on, I bet the birthday girl wants a hug?" he said, holding his arms out.
"Yeah!" Dani laughed. She gave him a big ol' bear hug. Total mark, but... not. "Oh! Umm... can I get a picture with you? And will you sign some stuff for me? Please?"
John laughed again. Funny girl, she was. "Yeah, sure, no problem..."
Fourty minutes later, after Dani had quit freaking out over John Cena and had gotten some autographs and pictures and stuff for her birthday, the three WWE stars decided they were gonna go out for a while. The Champ chatted idly with Dani while Randy and Shae got changed, and then they bid farewell to the rest of the party.
"John, I can't believe you were flirting with my sister," Shae said, a tad of a joking tone in her voice.
"I was not flirting with her..."
Shae smacked him. "You so were!" she said, climbing in the back seat.
"Hey! What was that for?"
"Don't worry about it, man," Randy said. "Happens to me all the time."
Later that night, around two am, Randy and Shae got back home. They quietly snuck inside and made their way upstairs. After she took her makeup off and changed out of her clothes and into her pajamas, Shae slid under the covers next to him. She reached over and switched the side lamp off, and just as she was settling down to get some sleep she felt a pair of arms slip around her waist. His warm breath hit the back of her neck, and Shae's eyes slid closed.
"Randy..." Shae said, trying to fight the emotions that were creeping into her psyche.
"Love you, baby..." he murmured, nuzzling his head next to hers. She could feel his lips making butterfly contact with her shoulder as he spoke.
"Randy... remember where we are..." she said. There was a sort of pain in her voice when she spoke.
"Right. Two days..." he said, a soft sigh emitting from within him. He uncoiled his arms and moved back to his side of the bed, lying on his back and staring at the ceiling.
"Aww, poor baby," Shae cooed. "That doesn't mean we still can't snuggle," she smiled at him. She rolled over to lay next to him, her head resting on his chest and her arm draped across his stomach as she drifted off to sleep.
((Chapter three. "The Birthday Party". There you have it. =] Hope you enjoyed it! Chapter four on the way...))
