Hey there. Here is chapter nine. We left off with John kissing Hayli in the middle of Spencer's, right? Just as a side note, this chapter will be in John's point of view.

Brother Dearest

I can't believe I just kissed Randy Orton's little sister in the middle of a crowded Spencer's store. "Hayli? I'm really sorry about that. I'll call another ride so you can-" She cut me off with a short kiss.

"It's fine. Last I checked, I wasn't in a relationship with anyone so kissing you is perfectly fine." She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear, smiling a shy smile in the process. "Kissing you is pretty perfect, actually." My jaw dropped slightly. "Something wrong?"

"No one has ever said that to me, not even my girlfriend." I fixed my baseball hat on my head but before I could put it back on, someone put a cowboy hat on my head. "What the...?" I heard Randy start to laugh but when I looked in front of me, I noticed Hayli biting her lip. This could be useful later. I took off the cowboy hat and shoved it into Randy's chest. I got close enough to whisper in Randy's ear. "Could you buy that for me?" He smirked and nodded, walking away with the hat and heading towards the back of the store. I turned back to Hayli, smiling like a kid in a candy shop.

"What's with the shit-eating grin, John?"

"Nothing at all, Hayli. So, see anything you like in here?"

"I sure do." Little did I know, she wasn't looking at any of the merchandise in the store.

"Stop staring, Nic. John gets enough of that from people he doesn't work with." I heard a slap, followed by an 'ow' and knew that the two Ortons were arguing.

"Separate sandboxes, Ortons." I grabbed Hayli and put her on my left side, hoping to put some room between her and Randy. She stuck her tongue out at Randy and at first I thought it was cute but the guy in my shorts thought otherwise.

"Don't tempt anyone now, Nic. Wouldn't want to send the wrong message." Randy winked and walked away as Hayli gave him the patented Orton glare.

"Do you have any idea what he's talking about, Hayli?" She shook her head and started to look at the wall of WWE merchandise. As she bent over to check something out on the lower shelf, I had to bite my lip to keep the light moan in my mouth. Everyone knows that I am an ass man, everyone. If no one believes me, they should check out my 5 questions segment where I said I was an ass man. Hayli's butt was quite possibly one of the best I have ever seen, if not the best. I felt someone slap the back of my head so I wheeled around to see Randy standing there with his smirk on his face. "Shut up man."

"I didn't say anything. Paranoid much?"

"I've known you long enough to know what you're thinking. You know by now..."

"Yeah, I know. You're an ass man. Just a friendly word of advice though, John." He slapped my shoulder and got extremely close to my ear. "You hurt her, I break you." The tone in Randy's voice chilled my blood and I was suddenly terrified to even move.

"John? Are you okay?" That sweet, angelic voice of Hayli's brought me back to the present. She touched my hand and I looked into her blue eyes.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Uh, are you hungry? We could run to the food court." She smiled and my heart melted on the spot.

"Sure. I'll pay for my stuff and meet you outside. Where did Randy go?"

"I'll find him. Go ahead and pay." She winked at me and headed towards the register. I watched as she leaned up against the counter, playfully sticking her butt out. My legs almost gave out on me right there in the store. The guy in my shorts was almost at full attention and I couldn't let Hayli see that, so I decided to think about something that was the equivalent of a cold shower: The Big Show. I breathed a sigh of relief and waited outside the store for Hayli. I pulled out my cell phone and gave Randy a call, rolling my eyes when it went straight to voicemail. I left him a short message telling him where me and Hayli went and I hung up.

"Ready John?"

"Always up. I mean, always am." I cursed at myself for saying something stupid like that in front of Hayli. I couldn't help myself; she was so beautiful, it made me feel like I was back in high school. She laughed and I felt my cheeks get out.

"If you're always up, maybe we should ditch my brother and spend some time alone." Her voice was like silk on my ears and I almost fell over again.

"Really?" Now that was a stupid question to ask. She has a thing going with CM Punk, she won't say yes to you.

"You bet, champ." Holy shit! She said yes and called me champ in one sentence. She hooked her arm in mine and my cheesy grin was plastered on my face again. "Wanna know something John?"

"Sure."

"Your dimples are your third best feature." Third? What the hell was second and first? "Second, are your eyes and first is that very, very nice ass of yours." My jaw dropped when she said that. No one has ever told me either of those things but the ass comment was the most shocking.

"My ass is my best feature? I didn't think anyone noticed."

"Oh please, John. Stevie Wonder noticed your ass was nice." My mind didn't hear the funny part of her sentence because it was stuck on the 'oh please, John' part. What I wouldn't give to make her scream that one night.

-FIN-

That is it for this chapter.