Ch10

"Wake up… almost time to check out and if you stay in bed any later we're gonna be late… er." I state poking at her neck tediously and she swats my hand away tangling herself further in the blankets.

"…no! Get me a cake then we'll see…" Honor mumbles scrunching up her face, eyes shut.

"No! Stop babbling and get up." I chuckle pulling the blanket from around her. Seeing as she had at least five hours of sleep she should be able to function. She and I are embroiled in a heated battle of tug of war when I hear a knock at the door. "Come in!"

"Can I get chocolate chip cookies or cake for breakfast… only if those are breakfast…" if I weren't trying to get to a flight on time then this would possibly be one of the cutest (and funniest) things I've ever witnessed and I don't use that word to describe many things.

"Looks like you need help there, Graves…" Kassius (Ohno/ Chris Hero) laughs with his arms crossed as he beholds the chaos that is my hotel room. Orton dropped off her luggage this morning, he didn't look to happy about it. I'm guessing him leaving her stuff with me was the agitation. He told me he had to leave on an earlier flight and didn't feel like going through round two with her. Whatever, I didn't need all the specifics.

"Alright your turn. I just completed a full workout trying to wake her…" Since six a.m. I was up trying to get her to budge but it wouldn't work. I stand aside as Kassius walks around the bed and picks her up effortlessly tossing her over his shoulder then going in the bathroom and starting the shower. Through all of his rough housing she still remained dormant. There's the steady drum of the water falling in the tub followed by a shrill scream then some banging.

"AHHHHHHHH! How fucking dare you! I'm going to play jump rope with your intestines…Get back here Hero!" Chris jogs out of the bathroom then out into the hallway with her on his heels. Several of the doors open on my floor and other occupants step out to get a peek at the spectacle. Honor is the worst person to wake up, her sleeping patterns are ridiculous. Honor goes two days straight with no sleep and she becomes her own type of drug.

Kassius has her over his shoulder again, this time using her own hand to hit herself, "I'm worried about you…you should not be hitting yourself like this."

Adrian, Emma, Tyler Breeze, Ambrose, Rollins, and Reigns ended up in same hotel with us and they're laughing as Honor attempts to shimmy her way to the floor but Kassius holds onto her then lets her drop when she least expects it. She lands on her bottom with a small squeak and her cheeks are pink and her mouth is curled into a small mortified smirk. She looks like Tamora 2.0 from The Ring. The people watching shake their heads and return to their previous tasks, either closing their doors or going to checkout.

"Let's go! I bet you'll wake up next time…" I smirk at her as she sluggishly makes her way to the room door where I'm standing.

"I hate all men." Honor casts me a look of disdain.

"Sure you do…" I can't help but admire her as she bends over in her suit case picking out clothes to wear. The way the soaked t-shirt clings to her skin allows me a full view of her breasts and abdomen. I also see the belly button ring she's acquired about a year ago, which I did the piercing for her. When we did the piercing she didn't cry or anything not that I expected her too. Orton was pissed beyond belief about the whole thing. He hated how open she was with her body around me… little does he know that she's the still the same. She has the waist of the boxers rolled up around her waist so they wouldn't slide down, I get a peek of her butt cheeks squeezing through the legs because she's bent over. Since the shirt is sticking to her, she every so often peels it away from her skin and holds it until she has gathered up everything she needs to get decent.

"See something you like?" Busted! Honor cocks an eyebrow snickering at my reaction, I'm not the least bit shy… however I accumulate nerves around her. Sweaty palms, heat surges, I get all that despite her.

"I always see something I like." We make eye contact and she blushes quickly going into the small bathroom shaking her head.

"I bet you do."

Our conversation ends there as she ducks behind the door and into the shower to get ready. Meanwhile I'm stuck in the room repressing my graphic thoughts. Surveying the room to make sure I didn't leave anything behind like I always do and to force my mind off of her, I notice she left her clothes on the bed.

"Honor…couldn't you have taken these with you?" I groan to myself.

"Aww calm down you big baby," she says rubbing lotion on her arms wrapped in a towel, apparently she has some morals because she's got her underwear on under it.

"This might be the fastest I've ever witnessed a chick get ready…" Honor sneers at my comment.

She pulls the shirt over her head and smoothing it down letting the towel fall to the floor then she grabs the shorts and quickly pulls them up tying the draw strings extra tight. "Corey, shut up." She mutters tossing the towel in my face.

"You're such a tease. It's not a wonder twinkle toes Orton got you. You two are the perfect representation of cat and mouse."

"Don't be jealous. It makes you more attractive." Honor's eyes flicker to mine as she pulls her fingers though her hair. Haphazardly she shoves her shower gel, toothbrush, and whatever else in a plastic bag then stuffs it in a corner of her suitcase.

"I hope you and Randy got along when he brought this…?" scolding is another thing I don't deal well with but coming from her it's comical.

"What if I told you I punched him in the gut? Or how about if I clobbered all the pretty off of his face?" I smirk as she shakes her head, dismissing my asinine humor.

She pauses her packing to shoot me another sneer and mutters, "I swear… boys."

"I swear…chicks…" I mock her. The second I go to collect my bags she punches my shoulder. "Ow! Thanks Xena."

"You're welcome," Honor flashes her brightest smile at me then winds her shirt up in a knot at the back.

"You might want to put that lower…" I say staring at the inky bruising in the middle of her back. "How'd you even get that?"

Honor doubles back to the mirror then turns back first to it then looks at her reflection, "Oh thanks! Close call."

Retying the knot she goes to head for the door. "I asked you a question, Spider…"

"I know." I stop her before she opens it.

"How'd you get that?"

A blush creeps across her cheeks hastily she stares at the door and her luggage leaning against it, "Randy and I were on the balcony…"

I stare at her in bewilderment, "Is there anywhere that's of limits?"

"Not really…Nope."

What the hell?