Gabbie woke up and she felt breath being blown softly on her neck. Turning over she looked into a sleeping face. Dean lay there, his eyes closed, breathing softly. She played in his hair for a bit and then got up to take her shower.
Remembering his words from the night before, she wondered what it would be like to be with him…permanently, she couldn't wrap her mind around it. She tried but she just couldn't. What was his eating habits like? Did he like fish or chicken. Oh crap, I'm black does he like spicy or bland foods, because I cook like my momma. Man what will my momma say if I move in with this dude. OH CRAP OR MY DAD.
Her mind was running a million miles a minuet and she couldn't stop it. How can I do this, what is my next move. She wanted to get her crap and just get on the next flight out of here and not look back, but that wasn't an option either. So she just sat there. Quietly….thinking.
She decided to soak in the bath tub, she was still sore from the night before, and last night was no better. Would this be her future? A daily session of love making all over the house? She could deal with that part of it though. She ran the water slightly hot, so her muscles could relax. The bath salts at the hotel were of a lavender smell, and although she did not like lavender, it was a sweet smell to her.
Stepping in she laid back and closed her eyes. Letting nothing but the sound of the air conditioner fill the room. She even kept the bathroom light off as she drifted off to sleep. Her body releasing itself to the water that surrounded her.
Deans phone started going off over an hour ago. He didn't hear it because he was so comfortable, the warmth from Gabbie was perfect. He felt her when she released herself from his grip, but he was not in the mood to wake fully so he went back to sleep. As his phone vibrated again for the 10th time, he finally woke up and answered.
"What!"
"Dean where are you? I have come by your room several times."
"What wait…Ro, man what are you…hold on"
Roman heard a lot of movement and then Dean came back to the phone.
"Dean? Dean?"
"Yeah man, sorry I had to get up, are you at my room?"
"I was, I have been knocking on the door for over an hour. "
"Oh damn, sorry I am up the walk way in Gabbie's room. Hell is she anyway." He said looking around the room, but he couldn't figure out where she was. "Give me 20 minuets and come back to the room ok."
"Ok man, make it an hour or so, I came back upstairs and laid down."
"Alright man..sorry about that, I was wrapped in these covers like I was in a cocoon., sorry about that."
"No problem man, I get like that too."
Dean got up to use the bathroom and there she was. She was asleep, soaking in the bathtub. She was so quiet..so sweet. He wanted to go over and kiss her for some reason but he also didn't want to disturb her. So he just stood there. Staring at her. In the back of his mind he remembered what he had asked her.
"Damn did I really ask you to move in with me?" he said to himself, or so he thought. Until she responded softly.
"Yeah, you did."
He smiled and looked at her as she turned her face towards him. Her eyes squinting. She was so damn babyface like. Dean kept trying to figure out why all this was happening and what in the world was happening. Gabbie looked at him and reached her hand out to him. He walked over to her and sat on the closed toilet that was facing the bathtub.
"Dean, you don't have to stand by what you said. I know it was probably just something you said. I know better than this. I'm ok this was such a beau…."
"Gabriella, I never say something that I do not mean, When I said it, I meant it. It just hit me that I said it. I mean what is going on with us? That is my real question basically."
"I don't know..I just know you have left me sore, happy, crazy and loving you as a man more than when I met you."
"You gonna go jump on your Twitter and tell everyone…I slept with Dean Ambrose?" he said with a smile, but also a look of concern behind it.
"No, what happens between us, stays between us. I wouldn't even say anything about us being together if we got together. I feel like we are who we are and what goes on with us is our private business."
"Really?" he said cutting his eyes to the side at her.
"Yeah Dean, why would I put our private business on display. You did say you hated Twitter and social media in general. So I wouldn't even let people know we were together until you were ready to say it."
"I don't know, I mean yeah I hate social media, People putting up pics of everything they do, every time they have a thought, let me tell the world how I feel about this or that. It's just too much."
"I understand, and yes I am guilty of it too, but what happens here, stays here. PERIOD."
"We'll see, we shall see."
"You mind if we stay in today..I mean do you mind if I stay in today. I am so beat. I have never, ever had so much sex in my life. "
"I aim to please ma'am" he said as he took the rag out of the hot water she was in. Squeezing it over her shoulders. "You know why I liked you so much Dean?"
"Why? So many people say they like me, but I want to hear this answer."
"You understood who I was before I even met you, that's why."
Dean stopped and looked at her and she laughed at how he had his face turned. She laughed so hard her cheeks started to cramp up on her. "You do know that I am confused as hell right now right?"
"Yeah I know let me explain. When I used to watch you, your promos were so real and so raw, that I wondered were you actually living next door to me. The things you talked about I had been through. Now not as severe as some of your experiences, but still very real. I saw something in you, and it made me push a little bit harder at times. What I mean by you understood me is, when you spoke on what happened to you.. whether it was a shoot or not, it gave me so much respect for you. I loved everything about you. I loved how gritty you were the most. Street and proud of it."
"I mean, I choose not to dwell on my past. I mean I will never forget it, I know where I came from to get here. I am actually grateful I am here, but dwelling on who I was…only takes me back to that place….I don't want to go back to that place…so I have pretty much deleted it,"
"I could listen to you talk all day Dean." She said with a smile
"I would bore you, most likely."
"You could never bore me."
"You say that now, when you've been around me for a few years, then we will revisit this conversation."
"Seriously Dean, I want to know about you."
"What do you want to know."
"Anything you want to tell me honestly."
"Tell you what, get out of there and we can lay down and I will tell you whatever."
Gabbie finished her bath, and threw on a pair of shorts and watched Dean, without him seeing her as he went through his phone. She could tell he hated his phone. He looked at it and seemed slightly irritated by something he saw. She wanted to ask him if he was ok, but just stood there.
Dean was surprised at how interested Gabbie was in his life, his past and who he, the man actually was. Most people that had come into his life were interested in him because they wanted what he had now. They wanted to see if they could ease their way into his world. It wasn't that easy to enter into his circle. Like he said when he first met her, trusting was something he did not do a lot of.
He felt that when he trusted someone, they wound up doing something that made him regret it. Walking to the other room he thought about his circle, It was a tight knit crew. He didn't associate with a lot, and you really had to earn his trust. Siting here on the bed waiting for Gabbie, he really was wondering if he made a mistake. He had become slightly….attached.
Some of his friends would tell you quickly that Dean wore his heart on his sleeve. He couldn't help that part of him, when he did fall, he fell hard. He hated to hurt a persons feelings, but at the same time he would be very blunt about something if he needed to be. So this Gabbie thing..well it wasn't supposed to happen. It wasn't normal for him..and it wasn't supposed to happen at all.
Most people thought Dean was totally oblivious to the things that surrounded him, mainly because of his character. Yet, he knew who and what was around him at all times. Sitting there waiting for her, he texted Roman to let him know that they would have to get together later. Which Roman was fine with because he was still resting.
"I'm sorry man, but Gabriella wants to "talk" and get to know me better."
"It's cool, you always have to keep your girl happy."
"She's not my girl Ro, we are just really cool and we are just having a lot of fun together."
"Yeah, ok …."
"Whatever."
"Alright hit me back later on. I'm going down to use their gym"
"Cool."
As he continued to mess with his phone…a text came through from someone he really did not feel like dealing with. She was an old girlfriend from way back when, and he periodically would hear from her.
"Hey Mox."
"What's up"
"You still mad at me.?"
"What do you want…"
"You still mad at me?"
"No, but can you stop texting me, I thought this was resolved."
"It was, I miss you.."
"Yeah just like you miss every other guy you boned..see ya."
Dean turned his phone off and slapped it on the night stand. Gabbie was watching him. He didn't see her there at first..but he saw her now. She looked so relaxed. So fresh faced. Waving her over to him, she climbed in the bed beside him and he turned on the television and ordered a movie. Their plan was to talk, but both of them lay silent and drifted off to sleep. Dean lying with one arm behind his head and the other wrapped around Gabbie. . As they slept, the housekeeper walked in and found them. The did not see her, but she saw them. She quietly walked around the room picking up the used towels off of the floor. She was about to take a picture, but changed her mind when she saw how adorable they were.
Hearing the door close, Dean sat up and tried to figure out who had just left their room. Waking Gabbie he asked her if she heard anyone in the room..she of course said no, but then her eyes caught the missing towels.
"The housekeeper was in here, the towels are gone and there is a new set on the table."
"Damn you pay good attention."
"I observe.."
"Well since your are so observant…" he said looking at her closely.
Gabbie looked at him and saw he was hard again. "Look Dean, you have beat my stuff to a pulp I cant handle any right now, I can barely freakin walk. Your gonna have to beat it off I can't."
Dean laughed so hard that she punched him in the leg. "Gabriella, we aren't having sex anymore, you said you wanted to talk and get to know me so that is what we are going to do. So what exactly do you want to know about me."
"Everything…"
"Ok lets narrow things down a bit."
"I mean I know you have explained it ten million times, but tell me about you..where you came from…but can you do it again?"
Dean looked at her as she laid on his chest, her eyes locked with his and even though he didn't feel like it. He did it anyway. Starting from the beginning he ran down the real life events he had faced. From his childhood in Cin city to him meeting Cody Hawk and Les Thatcher, to how close he and Seth and Roman really are outside of the ring, and she just laid there and listened. Asking questions between stories. Dean was amazed at the excitement she had within her and asked her to verify her age for him again.
Then came her turn, he asked her about herself. So she went into detail about herself. From the small hometown she grew up in, to the different elements that made her who she is. Her family and he passion to help others. Dean found it interesting that someone was still into helping others, for no other reason than she wanted to. He listened to some of the things she had gone through and saw her seem to get emotional, so he gave her an extra squeeze. Which made her smile.
Gabbie felt so comfortable laying on him, she giggled to herself because he was laying on the bed in shorts and a black socks, like one of the old men she would see at the beach.
"What you giggling about Gabbs."
"Nothin, just giggling."
"About?" he said looking down at her with his eyes wide
"I know you don't think that look scares me Ambrose…you don't scare me." She said looking directly back at him.
"You know what…I'm about tired of your little flappy mouth Gabriella"
"Well what you gonna do about it?"
Dean flipped her on her back and began tickling her, Gabbie screamed loudly as she laughed, "Stop Dean! Stooooppppp!" but he continued to ravish her tickling the back of her knees. "Dean stop I gotta pee..stop!"
Dean stopped long enough to see if she was telling the truth or not. Which gave her the chance to jump on him, tickling him he began laughing loudly. As Gabbie looked down and saw the look on his face, the light hit his eyes and she stopped.
"You ok?" he said sitting back against the headboard as she continued to straddle him
"Yeah, I…I have to get up, I..I gotta..I can't."
"Stop Gabriella, calm down and talk to me. What's up."
She couldn't tell him though, she couldn't tell him that she had feelings already, he would think she was crazy. As if he was reading her mind, he pulled her close to him. Grabbing a hand full of her hair he pulled her down on him tightly and held her there. His free hand caressed her back and thighs. Tilting her neck over he sunk his teeth into her softly while kissing at the same time, he was so brutal and yet so soft at the same time. She gasped and whispered his name at the same time.
She couldn't speak and couldn't move, so she just let him control every part of her. She knew this was the last time she would see him. In the morning…he would be gone and she would be flying back to North Carolina. She had to savor every minuet of him..every second of his smell, every stroke of his tongue, every thrust he had inside of him. She had do let herself go.
Dean looked at her, as she sat on top of him. She was confused and lost. She couldn't make up her mind. He knew their time was coming to an end. He knew that most likely..they would never see each other again after today. He knew that this was hard for her. What could he do to make this moment worth the wait.
Grabbing her hair all he could do was make her feel good, let her know…she would never be forgotten. As he entered her slowly she allowed him all of her. He was going to miss her, but back to reality.