Ted's POV

Where the hell are Cody and Jasmine? Usually we arrive at the arena together, but they weren't around at all. Dusty should know where they are right? He's the Guest Host tonight, so maybe they talked beforehand.

"Where's Codes and Jasmine?" Randy asked me. I shrugged.

"I'm going to find out."

"I'll try their cell phones, you ask Dusty."

I went out to find the American Dream in the General Manager's office that Jasmine was in last week.

"Hey Dusty. Where's Cody?"

He smiled, twirling around in the swivel chair.

"He and the girl, Jasmine, aren't coming in tonight," he explained, but left a lot unexplained. He just smiled up at me like that was enough of an answer.

"What do you mean, aren't coming in tonight?" Randy asked, walking into the office, his cell phone hanging loosely in his hand. I guessed he didn't get a hold of them.

Dusty smiled broadly again before answering, "Well, Cody is taking Jasmine out on a date. My boy's got a girlfriend, and he's making me proud!"

The room was silent, and I mean dead silent. A graveyard is noisier than this. My ears started to ring before I heard a loud crunch come from Randy. I looked at him, but didn't notice anything until looking at his hand. He broke his very expensive cell phone. Yikes. He's pissed.

"He's got a what?" Randy asked, seemingly calm about it, but I knew inside he'd murder Code-man when he lays eyes on him.

"A girlfriend. I approved of her, although I have heard stories. If he's happy, then boy am I happy."

Randy turned on his heel, but before he could get very far, Dusty called out, "You have a match with young DiBiase! Handicap DX and Cena versus the both of you!"

Great…just what we needed.

EARLIER

"Come on, Jas, just meet him quickly then I'll take you out," Cody begged, practically dragging me into the arena. "You'll like him!"

"I don't want you taking me out Cody! Randy will murder you with just one look!"

"Don't worry about it; my dad will keep him busy. Just give me a chance, please, Jasmine?"

I sighed, giving in. How could I say no to a beautiful and sweet boy like Cody? Obviously I can't. Am I smitten? Oh god, I sure hope not. But then again, Cody is a cutie…and a total sweetheart.

He led me to Dusty, and I could tell Dusty approved. He was glowing when he saw his boy with a girl he liked. Does that mean he didn't see that too often? I could imagine girls lining up to be with him.

"Everything's all set, Cody. You show Miss Jasmine a good time and I'll take care of the other two."

"Thanks Dad, I owe you."

PRESENT

"I could so take you! Get me in a ring and I'll kick your ass!"

"Is that a bet?" Cody asked, looking at me every once in awhile since he was driving.

"Oh yeah. I could totally kick your ass."

Cody veered right quickly, turning onto a smaller street. He pulled into a parking lot.

"Let's test that theory. You win, I buy you anything you want. If I win, we try out all 106 sex positions I found on a website last night; maybe over the course of a few days."

"Alright, you're on."

He brought us to a gym, and only five people were in there. A ring was in another more private room. Where Cody could just take his shirt off, I couldn't. Hell, I wasn't even wearing a shirt.

"If I'd known this would have happened, I wouldn't have worn a dress. You have me at a disadvantage. Or do you?" I said. No one was around in our little room, so I slipped my dress off. I had a white bra and white panties on.

I didn't think Cody wanted to wrestle anymore, just sleep together. He took his shirt off.

Our match got underway, and neither of us was holding back. I pulled him down and put him in a legs scissors. He untangled my legs and twisted me around him. I got out of it and ran to the turnbuckle. I stood on the second rope, but had to sit on the top turnbuckle. Cody rushed and grabbed me, kissing me and pulling at my panties. I pushed him down, landing on his chest, and I continued to kiss him. I pinned his shoulders down. I stopped kissing him suddenly.

"I win."

He flipped and continued to kiss me. Then he went down my neck.

"This seems to be the perfect date for you, Cody," I teased. He stopped abruptly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, a little hurt.

I laughed, "Two passions in life: wrestling and me. Tonight's perfect for you. I'm enjoying myself though, Codes."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I could really use a dance floor and alcohol."

Cody laughed, falling onto me. He nipped my jaw before getting off and retrieving my dress. I slipped it back on before leaving to some nearby club.

"Come on, Codes, love, let's dance." Cody twirled me around so I my back was to him and he pressed up against me, grinding with the music. (Body Language: Heidi Montag) His hands wandered aimlessly around my body, and I enjoyed every stroke his fingers performed. I rubbed my ass along him, hearing him groan. Moving my hair aside, he bit my neck. I turned around, grabbing his nice ass and pulling him to me. I felt sexual energy just radiate off him. His body was calling, and I was answering.

"We have one last place to go to," Cody said in my ear.

"Will I at least get a drink?"

"Yeah, let's go get you one." He kissed me before leading me to the bar where I had Coconut Rum. It was so good. Cody had a beer. We left right after. Cody was persistent that we left, so we did.

He brought me to a lake. He had Christmas lights surrounding a blanket against a tree with a picnic basket and wine…also with a WWE camera.

"I knew there was a stipulation to taking tonight off!" I shouted. "Here I am, hoping for no interruption, and this!"

"Come on Jas. It's a quick five minute thing, then he leaves. After that, no one will be around and we can have our peace and quiet."

"Fine," I said, plopping down on the blanket. He sat down behind me, resting his back against the tree and drew me to him to hold me. The camera guy poured us two glasses of wine and gave it to us. I shot the alcohol quickly and put the glass out for more. Now I feel better.

"I'm going to be recording in five minutes."

I disregarded him. "I had fun today, Codes," I whispered. He smiled, kissing my forehead. "We should do this more often."

"I agree. Being romantic with you is fun."

"What happens when the storyline gets stale?" I asked slowly, this topic has been on my mind since two weeks ago. "What do you think happens to me?"

"Recording!"

"You're nice and warm, Cody," I said, snuggling up to him for the cameras. He laughed, pulling me tighter against him.

"I know. I'm glad you decided to go on a date with me. I'm grateful for it."

"Just know that this night did not come without a price. A big price. You may want to lay low so that Randy can vent and maybe forget about killing you."

"He won't kill me. He's married."

"But he's possessive. He believes that I'm his property, and you stole me away."

"Don't worry about it, Jasmine. Besides, he doesn't love you like I do." He turned me to him so I was looking at him instead of his chest. "I love you, Jasmine."

I smiled warmly at him, "And I love you, Cody." We kissed lovingly before the camera was out of our faces. But we didn't stop. Cody pulled me up so I was straddling his waist. He slid my dress up a bit so I could stretch better. Tell him you love him, and he'll be the most romantic person you'll ever meet.

"I don't think we can go back to the hotel," I breathed, running my fingers down his chest.

"I can do you here. There's no one around for miles," Cody said. He went to my neck as I thought back to the stale storyline.

"So what do you think? Will Vince drop me when the plot gets boring?"

"Mm…I don't know. I could guess that he'd have Legacy dissemble and we fight for you. I'd win and keep you with me as my manager."

"If you were to win, Codes."

"I would win. Ted is obviously better than I am, so Vince wouldn't want a girl to tie him down. (FAIL!MARYSE) And Randy's got his title thing going on. That would leave you with me." Cody smiled at me, rubbing my sides.

"But what if Vince had other superstars fight for me? Hm…?"

"He wouldn't do that. You're ours, so we have dibs."

"If you haven't noticed, Vince had Evan, John and Mike flirt with me. He could make them fight for my managerial services…and others."

Codes started getting angry, "I told you, he wouldn't do that. You're ours—mine."

"Then what do you plan on doing, huh, Mr. Rhodes?" I asked, shifting on him and running my hands up his chest. I bit my lip, looking at his.

He pulled me harder against him by my thighs and kissed me roughly. He then pushed me backwards so my back felt the ground and blanket underneath me. He crawled onto me.

"Cody…" I groaned. We could have a little bit of closure, like in a room?

"I've always wanted to screw a girl outside," he enlightened, "So making love to you out here will be great."

And that's exactly what he did. He was so gentle, taking it slow to explore. And his eyes were filled with passion and love. I never saw such looks before.