Here's the next chapter. I hope you all enjoy.
BTW I don't own anything Pizza Hut or Hot Topic
Brittany stared out the window thinking to herself as Dean drove them to pizza hut. ~What happened back there, how could I just let that happen? I should have put my foot down but I just couldn't. I didn't want to draw any attention in there but I should have just pushed him away and left? It probably would have pisssed him off? I've seen him pissed and I don't want him getting mad at me. I really like him and I don't want to mess my new job before I even sign the contract. I need to be more assertive with him but he kind of scares me sometimes. Look at what he did to my lip. How rough would he have gotten with me if we were in a more private setting? There's no way I could fight him off if I had to…~
"… over there?" she heard the tail end of Deans question and it snapped her out of her thoughts, "Huh? I'm sorry, what was that?" she asked.
"What are you thinking over there?" he asked again, laughing.
"Oh, just thinking about my new job" she lied, "Wondering what it's gonna be like to be on TV all the time."
"Well, the money's good. At least you won't be in the ring getting thrown around all the time." He told her as he pulled into the Pizza Hut parking lot.
"Yeah, I guess. Maybe I should start lifting weights with you so I can protect myself a little, ya know, just in case any of the divas decide they don't like me." She said smiling brightly. The reason actually had less to do with protecting herself from the divas and more to do with him.
Dean shut the car off and looked at her annoyed, "I won't tolerate you getting into the ring with anyone. I went along with this because Hunter gave me no choice, but you fighting is where I put my foot down. Do you understand?" he asked her in a stern fatherly tone that made her feel uneasy.
"Dean, you do realize I'm an adult and have cared for myself just fine before we …"
He interrupted her, "You're not training for the ring. Am I clear?" he was starting to get really annoyed ~Its bad enough the whole world is going to be gawking at her, I'll be damned if they're going to turn her into one of their divas so she can run around in a skimpy outfit in the middle of the ring.~
Brittany decided not to argue. The tone of his voice right now and the look on his face was sending cold spikes up her spine. "Sorry." She said in a low tone, looking down at her lap, "I was kinda thinking it would be fun to work out with you, that's all." Another lie, she really needed to do something so she didn't feel helpless around him.
Dean relaxed when he heard this. He looked her up and down for a moment enjoying her submissive posture, ~well, looks like she might know who she belongs to after all~. "Can't get enough time with me after today, huh?" he watched her blush and turn toward the window, "Well, I planned on going to the gym later today, you got any workout clothes?"
Brittany turned back to him and gave him a thankful smile, "Thanks Dean but I don't have anything I can wear today. I thought maybe I could start next week after I have a chance to shop for something."
"Oh, I'm sure the gym probably has something nice you could pick up. They have a clothing section there."
"Yeah, I could do that. I have some extra money since you bought the other clothes for me."
"Good, it's settled. We'll start this afternoon. Come on, everyone is waiting on us." Dean nodded toward the door where Roman, Seth and Paige were waiting.
Brittany got out of the car where Paige came running up to her and gave her a big hug, "Hey girl, I'm so glad Hunter decided to hire you for this story line! I can't wait to start working with you!" she said jumping up and down as she hugged her.
"She's not going to be a diva Paige" Dean interrupted.
Paige pouted at him then smiled at Brittany, "Well, we're gonna have to change that now aren't we? Me and my girl have to stick close ya know and what better way than to make her my diva bestie!"
"I said she's not going to be a diva." He replied starting to look pissed.
"Why Dean, are you jealous?" Paige teased.
Seth could tell the subject was rubbing Dean the wrong way and intervened, "Alright guys, Right now Brittany is his girlfriend and that's it. Hunter never suggested that she be a diva, so let's just have lunch and be happy about it."
Dean scowled at Paige for a moment then relaxed and gave everyone a smile ~I definitely need to watch this friendship, I don't need Paige putting a bunch of bullshit in her head~ "I'm not jealous Paige, I just don't want to see her getting hurt. Alright?"
Paige rolled her eyes, "Yeah whatever." She walked past dean and into the restaurant.
Brittany was relieved the confrontation was over, she gave Roman and Seth a weary smile. "Hey guys, it's so good to see you." She said and gave them each a quick hug.
"Hey hon, is everything okay?" Roman asked her, concerned. He didn't know her as well as Dean but she seemed a little off since the last time he saw her.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Maybe just a little overwhelmed by all the big changes coming up in my life." She said smiling brightly at him.
"Well, if you need anything, you have Dean and Seth and I. All you have to do is call."
"All three of you huh? Wow I'm gonna be the envy of every girl out there." She laughed and gave him an innocent little grin and batted her eyelashes at him. Dean gave Brittany a glare that no one seemed to notice.
"Ah, now there's my girl." Roman smiled at her.
"Uh hum, my girl." Dean interrupted, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck playfully. Roman was no threat, he was his brother after all. Brittany swore to herself that his mood swings were going to be the death of her.
"Um, pardon me for interrupting but Paige has been at a table for five minutes now and I'm getting hungry." Seth chimed in a little annoyed with the whole situation.
Lunch went smoothly and Dean seemed to be in much higher spirits when they left. He drove Brittany around sight-seeing for about an hour so they had some time for lunch to settle before they went to the gym. Once there he took her inside and gave her a quick tour after which they went to check out their clothing line.
Brittany picked up a dark purple sports bra with a fancy criss cross back and turned to Dean. "What do you think of this one?" she asked holding it up to her chest.
Dean's eyes got wide and he responded, "I think you should find something to go over it is what I think." ~Holy shit!~
"Awe come on Dean, seriously? You have got to lighten up a little bit. Me dressing nice doesn't mean I'm trying to attract anyone other than you. You need to stop hovering so much." She replied
~Not here Dean! Not here!~ He thought to himself. He took her face between his hands and let out a big sigh. "Look Brittany, You're going to be a celebrity, on millions of people's televisions worldwide every Monday and Thursday. You are gonna have haters because you're my girlfriend and stalkers because you are so painfully sexy. I don't want anything bad to happen to you." ~Not to mention I would kill anyone who touches you for the rest of your life.~ He looked pleadingly into her eyes.
Brittany didn't know whether to be flattered because he cared so much or worried because he acted so jealous. She chose the latter. "Ugh look…" she said rolling her eyes at him, "I'm flattered that you care that much about me but I'm sure that if the divas can handle it so can I."
~Is she actually rolling her eyes at me? Well, someone needs to be taught a lesson on taking me seriously. Not here Dean! Not here!~ He moved his hands to her shoulders started massaging them put his forehead against hers and closed his eyes. After a minute he gripped them lightly brought his head back looked at her and sighed again before speaking. "Okay, you win. I won't say another word about your clothes. You finish getting what you need and ill meet you in the weight room." With that said he turned and left the room not even giving her a kiss first.
Brittany stood where she was for a minute just staring out the door when a sales rep brought her out of her stupor. "Hi, my name's John. Can I give you a hand with anything?" The young man had heard their conversation and didn't want to approach before this moment. Dean seemed like he could be a really jealous person and he didn't feel like upsetting him.
"Oh um…" Brittany blinked and looked at him, "Uh, no I think I can handle everything. Do you carry cross trainers?"
"Yes we do." He turned and pointed to the back wall "We keep our shoes in that section. If you need help finding the right fit just let me know." After pointing out the shoes he turned and left her to shop.
Dean had paused in front of the large window at the front of the store to look back at Brittany when he noticed her talking to another guy. He was in really good shape, possibly 23 years old, tall 6'2" maybe, tan and had long blonde dread locks. Dean stood staring at the site before him, she seemed oblivious to the kid checking her out with a lustful look on his face. Dean's blood was boiling, he wanted to go in and put the kid through the window that he was looking through. ~Keep yourself under control big guy. She's yours. Oh? Is she really? ~He argued with himself ~What about the comment she made to Roman earlier? You know, about having all three of you. Look at her, letting him oogle all over her like that!~ He grabbed his head ~Knock it off Dean! Get outta here before you lose it and go charging in there!~ He took his hands off his head and took off for the locker room to change.
Dean got to the locker room and found it empty. Good! He thought and tightened his fist. ~Dean, if someone comes in here and sees you tearing up the place they're going to kick you out and Brittany is going to find out~. At this thought he loosened his fist and started kneading his hands together and pacing back and forth mumbling to himself. A few moment into his mild breakdown Roman walked in.
"Hey Dean, wow. What's got you so worked up?" he asked
Dean looked up surprised to see him, "Hey. What are you doing here?" he asked returning to his earlier argument with himself.
"Uh…We had plans to meet here for a work out. Did you forget? Seth had to go do something with his girl so he won't be here? Ring any bells?" Roman replied looking at him like he was crazy.
"Oh shit, yeah it does ring a bell. I hope you don't mind one more."
"Oh, who would that be? And you never answered my question. What's got you so uptight?"
Dean paused for a moment then answered him, "Brittany and Brittany."
"Uh, okay. So she's joining us but she's got you all upset."
Dean huffed and started pacing again. "Before we got out of the car at lunch she asked me if I could start training her at the gym."
"Okay?" Roman said in a questioning tone.
Dean rolled his eyes, "She said she wanted to be able to defend herself against the divas."
"And…"
"I didn't even want her on screen Roman! Hunter said if I didn't call her I would be terminated for what I did to Sheamus! She's not becoming one of their idiot divas acting all slutty and easy! I won't allow it! She was just shopping for some workout clothes wanting to run around in a sports bra! She didn't even care that the sales guy was drooling all over her!" Dean had worked his upset tone into a full holler by the end of his rant.
Roman stood, staring at Dean in complete shock, "Dude! She's with you! Get a fucking grip! If she wanted anyone else she wouldn't have given up her life to be here with you."
"Oh come on Roman! We both know it's not me, it's the paycheck! There's no way she would have dropped everything and gone on the road with me otherwise!"
"Whoa Dean! Really? Is that actually what you think of her? Why are you even with her if that's what you think? Did you forget about when you called her to bring her here? She didn't know about about the job proposal before she dropped everything and ran to you. Do you even notice the stars in her eyes every time she looks at you?"
Dean stopped pacing and looked at Roman for a moment then started kneading his hands together again. "Yeah! Well do you remember the comment she made when you told her to call us? She gets to have all three!"
Roman rolled his eyes before responding, he was getting quite angry with Dean and quite worried about Brittany. He really liked her playful, carefree personality not to mention he found her just as attractive as Dean did. Thinking about this he decided right then and there that he needed to keep an eye on them. He wasn't going to allow anyone to break his little Brit. "Dean, that's just her sense of humor man. Really if you can't handle the heat get out of the kitchen. She doesn't need some jealous son of a bitch dragging her down like that. She's happy and playful. Do you want someone like that or do you want some shy little kitten that never leaves the house? You may want to think about that before you go much further with her. Don't ruin her with your bullshit!"
Dean thought about it for a minute. He wanted her happy and playful, but just for him. She needed to be that shy little kitten for everyone else but he realized that Roman would not like hearing that so he settled himself down. "Ah, you're right man. I knew what she acted like the first night I took her out and shouldn't let anything she does upset me. She's just perfect, ya know and I'm sure someone else would have no reservations about snatching her from me."
Roman relaxed as well after hearing what Dean had to say. "Yeah, I get you brother. She's quite the catch, you're lucky to have her. Now what do you say we go put some more muscle on her." Roman held out his hand for Dean to shake.
Dean slapped his hand away and patted him on the shoulder, "Lets." He replied and both men changed into their workout gear and headed off toward the weight room.
Brittany was happy with her wardrobe choices. She decided to get the sports bra that dean threw a fit about along with a tight maroon spandex tank top, and two pair of black yoga capris. She decided to wear the sports bra because she didn't want Dean to think he could just tell her what she could wear. She needed to get some of this power back that he had over her. When Dean and Roman noticed her enter the weight room they both stopped what they were doing and just stared at her.
~OMG! No wonder why he didn't want her running around in that. Wow, just wow!~ Roman thought to himself while at the same time Dean was thinking ~I really need to get a handle on this situation. She can't be running around looking like that in front of the whole world~. Dean looked over to see Roman staring as well and reached out to smack him in the head. Roman ducked out of the way just in time and looked at Dean questioningly.
"What the fuck man? Didn't we just talk about this?" Dean asked.
"Yeah we did douchebag. And I thought we decided you were going to be less controlling." Roman replied annoyed.
"Yeah, well that was before I just caught you drooling over her right next to me and douchebag yourself."
Brittany came skipping over to them happily, her hair tied back into a tight braid. Dean watched her breasts bouncing up and down wanting to throw the nearest towel over them. If he hadn't been so annoyed with Roman right now he would have had a full erection.
"Hey guys. Roman, I didn't know you were coming." She said giving him a big bear hug. He could feel her breasts and bare stomach against his bare chest and it was starting to turn him on. ~Oh, this can't be good~ he thought as he hugged her back and quickly grabbed her shoulders to move her away from him. She turned and gave Dean an even bigger hug which was having the same effect on him that it had on Roman only Dean decided to push back against her with his beginning erection giving her the hint to back off.
Brittany blushed a little and said to him "Oh come on Dean it's not that bad. I look cute."
"Oh honey." Dean replied "You look like something a lot more than cute. You may want to keep that little sports bra and your hot little body away from mine or I'm gonna have to fight you into one of the private locker rooms."
Brittany blushed a little more and replied "Come on Dean, I'm sure they're all parts you've seen before."
"Yeah, but none as perfect as yours." He wiggled his eyebrows and licked his lips.
Roman decided to cut in by clearing his throat "Ah-hem. We should probably get started."
Brittany and Dean agreed with Roman and the three of them got to work. Dean and Roman were actually surprised at how strong Brittany was. When she told them that she did yoga from her TV at home it made more sense to them. Brittany decided that she wanted to define her muscles even more though so they gave her the higher weights with less reps. She got through the workout like a trooper but she was really sore by the time they were done with her.
"Ugh, I'm getting a really long hot shower before I change." She said and Dean and Roman laughed at her.
"A nice hot bath with some Epsom salt will help with that and you want to remember to stretch often. "Roman told her and he and Dean walked through the stretches with her before sending her to shower and change.
After showering and getting dressed Dean and Brittany bid Roman a farewell and set off to wrap up their day. They decided on a nice little Thai restaurant for dinner and after that Dean stopped at a pharmacy to pick her up some Epsom salt to help with her muscle aches.
When they got back to the hotel Dean brought all of her bags to her room and set them on her bed. She went into the bathroom and started a bath when she felt his arms wrap around her. He buried his face in her hair and inhaled deeply. He could picture himself in the large garden tub with her on top of him and it was making him hard. He pressed his hard dick into her backside and she could easily feel it through their clothes. He reached up and started playing with her nipples, they were already hard. He wondered how wet she was right now which caused his erection to become painful. He started kissing down her neck and she let out a moan.
"Dean, we really can't have a repeat of this morning. You knew the deal when you asked me to be your girlfriend." She said starting to breathe a little heavily holding back an even louder moan. She was getting so wet and her body ached to have him inside of her.
Dean spun her around, grabbed her face roughly between his hands and started kissing her. He sought entry to her mouth with his tongue and she obliged. ~If she doesn't want it why does she keep letting me go so far every time?~ He was beginning to believe that she didn't care how hard this was for him. He picked her up and backed her into the wall with her legs wrapped around his waist and deepened his kiss to the point where Brittany thought she was going to choke.
Brittany knew if she continued she wasn't going to stop. She unwrapped her legs from around his waist put her hands firmly against his chest and pushed him backward until he broke the kiss and dropped her. "Dean, you knew the rules." She said breathlessly.
Dean looked pissed "Dammit Brittany! You know what I grew up with for a family! When you tie the knot everything you thought you had just goes all to hell! I'm not going anywhere so what's really the problem? You just want to see me suffer and laugh every time I have to go jerk off because you just leave me hanging? Fuck!" He grabbed her lightly by the throat, pushed her back into the wall and started kissing her again.
Brittany didn't return the kiss willingly this time. ~What in the hell is he doing? Oh shit, is he going to force me right here? I've got to get him out of here but I'm nowhere near strong enough to fight him off!~ She decided slapping him was her best option at this point so she laid one on him, hard.
Dean immediately broke the kiss and his hold on her neck and backed up. He just stood there and stared at her dumbfounded.
"What in the hell Dean?" she yelled out and started crying "I told you about this and your exact words were 'and maybe we can see if ide like to marry you someday?' You shouldn't have even asked me for that first date Dean! What am I to you? Just another conquest?" she moved forward and hit him in the chest with her fists "Answer me dammit!"
Dean continued to stare at her until she hit him in the chest, he grabbed her wrists lightly and pulled her toward him embracing her in a tight hug. She struggled for a bit until she heard him say "I'm sorry" in a hushed tone. After she was convinced he wasn't going to push any further she relaxed into his arms still crying. "Shhhh shhh shhh, I'm sooo sorry." He whispered leaning his chin on the top of her head and running his fingers through her hair. When he was satisfied she wasn't going anywhere he let go of her and lightly cupped her face in his hands bringing her eyes to meet his.
"I'm sorry, the anniversary of the day I left my bitch of a mother is coming up and it's just been getting to me." Lie. "I meant what I said to you that day. Please just don't go. Stay. Sign the contract and be with me." Dean knew he had fucked up, he knew how he had to go about doing things and this wasn't it.
Brittany stared back into his eyes and shook her head "Dean, I didn't say I was going anywhere, I just…" he cut her off with a quick kiss.
"Shhh, I get it. You don't need to explain yourself, this is all on me."
Brittany remained silent while Dean brought her into a firm yet gentle hug. He kissed her forehead, released her and quickly headed out of the hotel room without another word. She stood there for a few minutes staring off into space. She was completely exhausted physically and mentally. Her bathwater had cooled off and she didn't feel like running another one right now so she just stripped and got under the bed covers. Surprisingly it didn't take her long to get to sleep despite her racing thoughts.
Dean rushed out of the room and closed the door gently behind him. He leaned up against the wall banging his head off of it lightly. ~Fucking dumbass! You almost just blew everything!~ He headed to his room where he would lie in bed coming up with ways to get her willing until he finally fell asleep.