Breakfast is uneventful, thankfully. He signs a few autographs and takes a few pictures, but nobody says anything about us being together. I get a few weird looks as we leave but think nothing of it, yelling at him and chasing him to the car as he steals the keys. "My turn to drive" he says, unlocking the car and getting in the drivers seat. I shrug. "My turn to hijack the stereo" I say, kinda pointlessly really when the first thing I put on is Deftones. Jon grins. "I taught you well" he says, starting the car. "You taught me, huh?" I smirk. "What else do you have to teach me then, oh wise one?" "Courtney" he says. "Do you really think I'm gonna give all my secrets away?" I shake my head and concentrate on catching up on social media. My phone rings so I answer it quickly.
"What's up Row?" I ask quietly. "Uh Court" she says. "You, uh, got a problem. You got busted having breakfast with Ambrose." "I know" I say laughing. "Hunter made me travel with him, thinks we need to make friends." "Yeah" she says. "But someone has recognised you. Says Ambrose sang to you at the arena last night? What the hell have I missed?" "Shit" I groan. Jon looks at me quickly. "What's up?" he asks. I shake my head. "It's ok" I say. "Hunter knows I was there, and that he sang. It was a house show, there'll be no pictures or anything. This will all be ok. I'll call you later." "You'd better" she warns, ending the call and leaving me to deal with a very confused Jon.
"You told someone about us" he says. "That's against the rules. You broke your own rules Courtney." "I'm breaking my rules just by being with you Jon" I remind him. "I can start obeying my rules again if you'd like?" "No" he says quickly. "It's ok. I mean, Colby knows, right? So we're even." I nod slowly. I'm still uncomfortable with Colby knowing. One little slip up at work is all we need. "Sleep" he says softly. "We've got hours yet." "You're the one who needs to rest Jon" I say. "I haven't got to wrestle tonight." "I'm good" he says. "I don't need much sleep. I've always got by on just a few hours. Go on. I'll wake you when we're close, I promise." I nod and search around for something to use as a pillow. He smiles, handing me his jacket. "Here" he says. I smile and take it from him. "Thanks" I say. He shakes his head. "I'm your boyfriend" he says simply. "It's my job to be thoughtful, right?" I laugh and out the jacket against the window, resting my head against it. "Sleep well" he says, taking my hand and kissing it. Just as I close my eyes, Sextape comes on. We both laugh, and his laugh is the last thing I hear before I fall asleep.
"Court" he says softly, shaking my knee. "Hey, wake up sleepy, we're nearly here. You might wanna wipe that drool away before we get out of the car. You really should stop dreaming about me toots, I'm here in the flesh, your dream Jon can't compare to the real me." That does it, I can't help it. I laugh loudly and he smiles. "I love that sound" he says. "Sure beats you yelling at me." I smile. "How far away are we?" I ask, looking around. "About five minutes" he says, glancing at the GPS. "Pull over" I say. He frowns but does as he's told. "What...?" he starts, stopping as I unbuckle my seatbelt and climb across onto his lap. "Morning" I whisper, kissing him softly. "Oh dear god" he moans, kissing me back hungrily. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me against him, not breaking the kiss. Finally he breaks it, kissing along my jaw then down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "Think we should get to the arena doll" he says hoarsely. "Your man needs a cold shower." "Think I do too" I whisper, kissing him once more before climbing back across into my own seat. "Shit" he says. "Look at this Court." "Huh?" I ask, looking at him. He shakes his head and points out the window. Fans are running past our car on their way to the arena, banners tucked under their arms. "How fucking close was that?" I ask, laughing. "The joys of tinted windows" he laughs, starting the car again.
"Ambrose!" fans yell as soon as he's out of the car. He waves and grabs his bag, leaving the trunk open for me to grab mine. The fans are stunned into silence as I open the door and get out. "Are you his girlfriend?" they finally yell. I watch as he walks across the parking lot without me, keeping up appearances. "Does it look like it?" I ask, grabbing my bag and slamming the trunk before following him across the parking lot. He's long gone by the time I get into the arena. "Courtney" Hunter says smiling. "Glad you both made it here alive. What are your plans for this evening?" "I'm just gonna go grab a quick workout ringside if that's ok?" I ask. "Then shower and watch the show. I'll be around if I'm needed though." He nods. "Fine by me" he says. "Enjoy your night." I watch as he walks off, taking a deep breath before following him and looking for my locker room.
Just my luck. It's next door to Jon's. I'm sure someone is playing a trick on me. My locker room shouldn't be anywhere near the stars. Just as I start to walk past, the door opens and an arm shoots out, grabbing me and pulling me in. "About that shower, toots" he growls, pinning me against the door and kissing me hard.