It had been a month since I had broken things off with Chris. I was in the worst way and I was trying to make things easier by not seeing him. Which to my surprise was pretty easy. I haven't seen him since that night and I haven't heard anything about him since I decided to step back from the creative process. I thought maybe I could try and be a more loyal wife if I wasn't so consumed with other people and my work all the time. Maybe daddy was right maybe this could work if I focused on keeping my husband happy.

"Oh Hunter." I beckoned as I stepped out of the restroom. I was dressed in a skimpy black lace nightie.

"Not now Steph I just had a match I'm tired. Don't you understand that I just got the shit kicked out of me in a cage?"

"I just thought…"

"We'll you thought wrong." He shot back at me.

I climbed into bed next to him. I was sick of this shit Hunter barley ever made love to me and when he did it was always over so fast. He didn't take his time the way Chris did. Hunter could never touch me like Chris did.

"Steph be a doll and get me some ice for my back would ya?"

"Sure Hunter." I said getting out of bed I knew I wasn't getting any so why not.

I didn't feel the need to cover myself because it was already 2 in the morning who would be around. So I just went out to the ice machine in my lingerie.

I bent down at the machine to retrieve the cold bucket of frozen water.

"Mmmm Mmmm Stephy baby I knew you were fine but damn."

I looked up and there was Randy Orton licking his lips ogling me like a thirteen-year-old boy.

My first instinct was to cover myself quickly but I soon decided against it. Instead I did a little twirl and struck a sexy pose.

"Like what you see?"

All Randy could do was nod. I walked up to him and pretended I was about to kiss him but instead I just whispered in his ear.

"You couldn't handle me."

"I'd like a shot." He said back looking down at the site in front of him.

As tempting as this gorgeous young man before me was and as horny as I obviously was I had to decline.

"Maybe some other time Orton."

"I'm counting on it." He said turning to watch me go.

"You get my ice?" He asked as soon as on foot had made it through the door.

"Ya I got your damn ice."

"Thanks." He said sincerely.

"Turn over, I'll give you a massage."

He obliged and I sat on his back straddling him. I began to massage his back working out the knots from his match. I laid the ice on his aching lower back as I continued to rub below his neck.

"Hunter since I did you a favour why don't you do me a favour?" I said in my best seductive voice. It was to late he was already fast asleep. I rolled over flicked off the light and drifted off to sleep. Once again lonely even though I was next to another man.