Danielle stretched and slowly opened her eyes. She still had a smile on her lips. There was noone next to her on the queen-sized bed, but she heard the shower running. They'd hardly had any sleep, she just had not been able to keep her hands off him. She'd known his body was perfect, what with looking at it on the tv every Monday night, but actually feeling it and tasting it was a different story. And she had never known pleasure like that. He had lavished attention on every inch of her body until she had completely lost control, then he'd taken her with a passion, a hunger she had never known before. Their bodies have been in complete harmony.

Of course, it had not been her intention to lose control. The whole purpose of this was to regain control of her life, make her own decisions and learn to trust herself again. Jamie had damaged the physical side of their relationship the most, forcing her into unthinkable and unimmaginable acts in the bedroom that she had become afraid of sex altogether. Being the first guy she had ever slept with, she'd known no better. She'd thought it was normal.

Noone knew what Jamie had really done to her, she'd given Shawn the edited version. Noone knew the countless humiliations she'd had to endure. These were all things she hoped would be buried with her, things she would never have to face and deal with. As long as she kept them buried where they were, she would be fine. She had dealt with what she felt were her biggest problems, sex being the latest one. Her plan would work perfectly. She needed it to work. While she had been away she had learned the only way to deal with her insecurities was to face them head on. She'd dealt with her anger this way, with her pain, her grief and she had dealt with her low self-esteem. But she had never had the chance to deal with the tangible fear she had in the bedroom.

Randy had dealt with that expertly. Not once had she thought of her fear, not once had it tried to creep through from the very core of her being where she hid it. Mr. Orton was a natural!

So she had lost control last night, but so had Randy. Neither of them had been prepared fo the mind-blowing sensations that had racked their bodies over and over... and over again. Just thinking about it made her breathless again, so much so she slowly slid the silk sheet off her naked body and walked over to the bathroom.

Randy did not have to turn back to know she was in the room, his body had become so attuned to hers in just one night. He was more than ready for her when she joined her in the shower and her delicate little hands found their way to his chest. His breath caught in his chest as he was, once again, enveloped in these new sensations. It had never been like this for him before... never.

"Where the hell have you been?"

It was six in the morning and she had not even closed the door when Shawn's angry word's hit her. She cringed a little. Harsh words always took her back...

"Leave her alone, Shawn," Toni said as she walked into the room from the bathroom.

"You switched your phone off. I've been worried sick all night," he continued, ignoring his wife as he walked towards Dani.

"I switched rooms. I didn't know you meant I had to literally stick myself with glue on to you," Dani muttered, walking past him. "Just chill out, I'm fine."

"You went off with Randy Orton! You are not fine. That man only wants one thing from women."

"I know," Dani said with a dirty smile.

"Oh, my God. I can't be hearing right," he shouted. "Do you expect me to just sit here and watch you throw yourself into another situation?"

She looked at him then and sighed. He looked terrible, absolutely sick with worry.

"Shawn, I don't expect you to do anything. I'm still dealing with a lot of demons, just give me a bit of space. I know what Randy was after, I was after the same thing."

Shawn cringed at that.

"I'm not going to throw myself into another relationship. I just... need to feel special."

"You are special, you don't need the likes of Randy telling you that. Coming from him, it won't mean a damn thing! You're not that type of girl, Dani.""

"That's just it, I don't know what type of girl I am anymore," she shouted back. "I know you don't like it, but I will not have another man dictate my actions, not even you, Shawn. Let me handle this my way."

This remark was met with a shocked silence.

"I'm not trying to control... I didn't think...,"he started.

"I know what I'm doing, Shawn. You just have to trust me. I'm never going to let a man hurt me again."

Shawn sighed, all the tiredness catching up with him.

"I will never like any of the men you bring home, and I will never agree with what you did last night," he started, "but if this is the road you want to take, I can only sit back and watch. I didn't mean to sound controlling, and I'd hate for you to compare me to Jamie."

"You know I'd never do that," she smiled, moving closer for a hug.

"Ok, so that's settled," Toni said. "For now, anyway."

They all knew if it ever happened again, they would go through the same conversation. Shawn had always been a worrier.

"Lets go down for breakfast or something, leave Shawn to sleep before his meetings and the show," Toni suggested.

Dani was famished. Her activities the previous night had ensured that!

"Could we go shopping later? Maybe even do our hair and nails as well?"

If she was going to keep the Legend Killer hooked, she needed to look hot!

Toni raised her eyebrows at this. Dani had never been a 'girlie' girl. In all the time she had known her, she had never uttered those words, preferring to go training with Shawn, help at his acadamy or just get down and dirty with an engine. One of the boys, she was. Or used to be. The girl had changed a lot in the years, her actions the previous night had only proved it.

She had no idea what the girl was up to, but she could tell, even if Shawn couldn't, that Dani was far from alright. Everything she said or did was calculated, even the light in her eyes. No, Dani was not alright, but when she finally broke down, as she would, Toni planned to be there for her this time round.

"You lucky bastard!" John said as he worked out next to Randy in the hotel's gym.

"I'd still be with her if she hadn't told me to piss off," Randy cursed, working his frustration off on the weights.

He almost laughed at himself. He'd spent the night with a gorgeous woman but his body was pining for her as if he hadn't even touched her. He couldn't concentrate on anything else.

"Why would she kick you out? That's your forte, ain't it?" John chuckled.

"She said she wasn't looking for a relationship."

"So, what were you? A booty call?" John laughed.

Randy threw his friend a venomous gaze.

"Sorry," John muttered, clearing his throat. "It's not funny at all."

But Randy knew his friend was still laughing at him. Another time, another woman, he would have laughed at the irony of it as well. But this was not just another woman. He did not know what was happening to him yet, but until he did, he would not be pushed off like a one-night stand. He was going to see her again and again till he satisfied his body, then he would be the one to push her off.

"Adam and Shawn catch up with you yet?"

"No."

"I'd suggest you run as fast and as far as you can, then. You should have seen them last night, like you'd made off with the Holy Grail!"

"I did," Randy chuckled.

"I'm being serious Randy. We obviously don't know the whole story, but I'm guessing Adam and Shawn won't be her only guard dogs."

As he said that, Mark Calaway walked towards them. Randy put his weights down and watched as the Dead Man got closer. He did not look like he was coming over to be friendly! What had he got himself into?

"See you later, John."

He quickly grabbed his bag and made his exit.

There was a knock on the door as he was about to take a shower. There'd been quiet a few knocks, actually, but he had answered none of them. Dani had brought more trouble to his door than he'd anticipated, but he knew if he had to do it all over again he would not change a thing!

"Randy!"

At the sound of her voice, he quickly opened the door. The sight of her knocked him off his feet yet again.

"Aren't you going to let me in?"

He realised his was staring then moved aside to let her pass, his eyes travelling down to her gorgeous backside as she did. He only had a towel wrapped around him, no protection whatsoever from the reactions her presence envoked in his body.

"Hmm," she smiled, looking down at him. She had obviously noticed. "What you up to?"

"I...ah..," he started, realising his mind had gone totally blank, yet again.

She smiled as she realised this too, then turned around to sit on the bed. She felt so powerful when she was with Randy, so in control. She had never felt like this with Jamie.

"Getting ready for the meeting with creative, maybe?" she laughed.

"Yeah." What the hell had happened to 'the lady killer', the sweet talker? He cleared his throat to try again. "I've had a few interesting visits this morning."

It had been Adam, mostly, threatening him from the other side of the door.

"Don't worry about them, they'll get over it," she shrugged. "Come sit next to me."

She looked even better in natural light, if that was possible. Randy didn't need a second invitation. He needed to purge this woman from his system so he could bring his 'A' game on for his fans that night. But as he slowly unbuttoned her top and kissed every inch of skin he exposed, he realised he would never get enough. He looked into her eyes as she lay there in only a pair of thongs, her wild hair sprawled all over his pillows, and sank deeper under her spell. She looked like one of those mythical creatures, every inch of her wickedly inticing.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Neither of them had noticed the door being crashed open, and Adam storming in.

"What are you doing here?" Dani shrieked, quickly covering herself. "Get out!"

"I'm not leaving you with this nut," Adam shouted, "Now get decent and come with me or I'll drag you upstairs naked!"

She frowned, her anger building up inside her. Here was yet another man trying to dictate her life.

"Do I look freakin' five years old to you, Adam?" she asked with a deceptive softness. "Look at me, damn it! I don't need protecting."

Randy watched this exchange from the other side of the room, his eyes narrowing as he noticed the other man's reactions as he stood over his almost naked woman. He was practically salivating, the bastard!

"I'm a grown woman, Adam, you'd best start treating me like one," she snapped. " I choose who I want to be with, not you. This is none of your business."

Adam ran a hand through his hair with a frustrated sigh.

"Kinks, listen to me. You can't have a relationship with a man like Randy, he'll only break your heart," Adam said. "The man is worse than me, and that's saying something. You don't need that right now"

"Thanks a lot, buddy," Randy said sarcarstically.

"Butt out of this, it ain't about you," Adam snapped. "You know what I'm saying is true. You've never had a single relationship in your life."

Randy had no comeback for that. It was true. But for some reason, one he did not want to contemplate, he wished it was not.

"I'm not looking for a relationship!" Dani shouted. "This is what it is, nothing more."

"What?"

"Just get out, Adam."

Adam looked at her then at his friend, who had turned into an enemy overnight.

"I don't like this at all."

"You don't have to. I'm not sleeping with you!"

Randy did not move from his spot, even as the Ultimate Opportunist slammed the door behind him. This was what it was. Just sex. He was just a booty call.

"Where were we?" Dani said as she turned back to him. "Talk about mood killer! We don't have much time now, I'm going shopping in a bit."

He should have thrown her out right there and then for confirming yet again that she was using him for sex, but he didn't. This thing inside him was bigger than him, consuming him. It allowed his body to react when she slid her hand down his chest, allowed her to push him down the bed and sit astride him, and it allowed her to take him.

There was nothing he could do about it. He was just a booty call.