She opened her eyes next morning and found that she was lying face to face with Roman. He was already awake, just watching her, while his arm was still around her and his fingers were stroking her back.

"Hi," she smiled.
"Good morning, sweetheart. Sleep alright?" He asked.
"Yeah," she answered.
"Good. You're a rather restless sleeper though. I thought for sure you'd wake yourself up several times with the way you tossed around," he said.
"I woke you up. I'm sorry," she said.
"Don't be. I get your body is on full alert with the way you've been living. Even in your sleep you can't fully relax. I'm gonna do my best to change that," he gave her a big smile.
"You're more than welcome to try," she said.

They got out of bed as they heard Seth and Dean starting to stir as well. It took some time for them all to get showered and dressed but around an hour later, they were all ready to leave to drive to the next town. She walked over and grabbed the box that still contained half the pizza.

"Throw it out. We're gonna buy you fresh food," Dean said.
"I bet there's someone outside who would like it," she said.
"I think people staying at a hotel can afford food just fine," Seth laughed.
"Where there's people with money, there's always gonna be someone close by in need of money. Trust me, I know the streets. I'll find a homeless person within a couple of minutes," she said.

The guys just shrugged at each other. Clearly this meant something to her so they didn't drill deeper into it. Instead they followed her outside as she started walking.

"How about that guy?" Seth nodded towards a man.
"That's a drug dealer," she said.
"You don't know that," Roman chuckled.
"Trust me, I know. I can spot them miles away. You learn to do that fast once you get addicted," she said. "Oh, there's one. Stay here."

She moved away from them and towards a man they hadn't seen sitting half hidden behind a trash can. They watched as she squatted down and talked to the man, smiling at him and handing him the box. He looked happy when he took it from her hands.

"Look," Dean nodded towards the so called drug dealer.

They watched as a guy walked up to him and as discreetly as it went down, a deal was clearly being made.

"She was right," Roman sighed. "Fucking hell."
"Keep in mind she's clean now," Seth said.
"For one month only," Roman said.
"She's struggling for sure but she seems determined to get a better life. I think it might have been destiny that we ran into her the way we did. She's not gonna go out and shoot up as long as she feels safe with us," Seth said.
"And it's kinda sweet that she still thinks of other people like that," Dean said.
"Yeah, she does have a good heart," Roman smiled.

She got back up from the homeless man and walked back to them with a smile on her face.

"I told you so," she said.
"You did," Roman took her hand. "I'm actually proud of getting to know someone like you."

The day went by almost identical as the day before. They arrived at the hotel, the guys went to workout at first and then went to the arena. Only difference was that Roman had taken her out where she had mixed a pasta salad at a takeaway place since she didn't feel like having pizza two days in a row. They came back later that night and Dean had a bottle of vodka in his hand.

"We need a make up toast after my little rage fit yesterday," he said.
"Dean," she laughed. "It's only Wednesday."
"Best day of the week. Halfway between two weekends. We gotta celebrate that," he winked.

He unscrewed the lid, took a swig and passed the bottle to her. She shrugged her shoulders and grinned before taking a swig too.

"Tastes like crap," she laughed and passed the bottle on to Roman.
"And we're not going to bed until all the crap is gone," Dean laughed.

Around an hour and a half later all of them were buzzed. The vodka had made them all loosen up and the room had been filled with laughter and positivity.

"We gotta go after Randy somehow. Fill his bag with dead frogs or some shit like that," Dean said.
"Mess with his rental so it won't drive," Seth suggested.
"Take a shit on the driver's seat," Dean chuckled.
"You want us to look out while you're shitting in his car?" Roman laughed.
"A real friend would do that," Dean pouted.

Seth and Dean kept throwing out weird suggestions but Roman stopped hearing what they were saying as he watched how she just continued to smile and laugh. She was relaxed, she seemed happy, and she was just too beautiful. She turned her head and smiled at him and he didn't know what made him do it but he leaned in and kissed her. She kissed him back and he wrapped his arms around her to pull her closer. Neither of them noticed that Seth and Dean had stopped talking and were watching them.

"I could really go for a drink downstairs at the bar," Seth said.
"I'm right behind you," Dean said.

They disappeared quickly out of the room and the second Roman heard the door click, he moved her around to lie on her back while he lied half on top of her and half on his side next to her, tangling his legs in between hers, slowly running his knee up and down her crotch, kissing her and hearing how soft moans escaped her throat.

"Stop me," he mumbled as he kissed down her neck. "Stop me right now or I won't be able to later."
"Don't stop," she ran her fingers through his hair.

He smirked as he raised his head to look at her. She was so damn desirable to look at and he started working on her jeans right away before she would change her mind. She too tried to get him undressed and it all went down clumsily and in laughter with the alcohol in their systems but they finally managed to get naked.

"You're so fucking beautiful," he said as he moved up to kiss her again.

His fingers found their way between her legs, smirking against her lips as he felt how wet she already was. She was ready for the taking and he sure was gonna take her.

"Roll over on your side," he whispered.

She rolled over on her side and he yanked her ass against his crotch with a firm hand on her hip. She lifted her leg while he reached down to guide his dick inside her. She moaned softly again and once he was fully in, she lowered her leg again. He grabbed on to her hip, bit down on her shoulder and started thrusting into her.

She sounded and felt so good as their bodies moved together at a solid pace. Not too fast, not too slow. Just right. He moved his hand from her hip and down in front of her. His fingers circled her clit and her hand came down to lie on top of his, feeling how he worked her up and it turned him on even more.

She soft moans started getting more shrill and he moved his fingers faster, waiting for her release, ready to hear and feel her. He wasn't disappointed when she moaned out and arched backwards even more, squeezing him so tight that he had to force his way through her walls. He allowed her to come down, still thrusting at the same pace for a few more minutes before he came too.

He chuckled lowly and kissed her shoulder before pulling out of her. They stayed in the same position but he reached up to turn her head to kiss her before finally pulling the covers over them and drifting off to sleep with her in his arms.

"He's not answering," Seth looked at his phone again. "Think it's safe to go back up there?"
"I just hope they're covered up," Dean laughed. "Damn, didn't see that one coming."
"I'm pretty sure it was your bottle of vodka that did the trick," Seth chuckled.
"Well, they can thank me in the morning then," Dean said.