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"What are you doing here?" I ask my dad as I stand in front of him with my hand still on the door knob to the master bedroom of the beach house. He looks at me with his blue-green eyes, he opens his mouth to say something but closes it again. "Dad," I say, "what are you doing here? I thought you were in Tampa for a few days?"
"I was, I mean I am," he says, "but I thought that maybe you wanted to hang out today at the beach with your old man."
"Dad, I'm actually kind of busy today. I'm sorry maybe another time. Can I take a rain check on that?"
"Yeah, sure, Scout," he says as he looks at me again. "Where are your friends?" he asks.
"My friends? Um, I actually didn't come here with friends, Daddy. I came with my boyfriend. We're actually spending a couple days together here before I go back out on the road."
"I see," he says, "it seems to me that you two are enjoying your time here together," he says.
"I am," I say with a smile. "We spent the day at the beach yesterday, he cooked me dinner and we spent the night together. It was a nice day and night."
"I'm glad you had a good day," he says, "but maybe next time you have your boyfriend at your dad's beach house and he shows up to see his baby girl you should hide the hickeys on your neck a little better."
I feel my face heat and my free hand goes up to my neck to cover it out of embarrassment. I know things got a little out of control the night before as far as that goes but I wasn't expecting to see my dad standing in front of me the next morning. "I'm sorry," I say. "I just."
"I understand, you weren't expecting me to show up. I should have called first. I keep forgetting that you're 24 years old and that you have a life that doesn't involve your dad. I'm sorry. I should have called you before I showed up."
"Daddy," I say, "you're still a big part of my life I promise. It's just I wanted a couple days with my boyfriend to relax and hang out. Nothing against you, if I had known that you were going to come for a visit I would have planned better. I'm sorry."
"I'm the one that should be sorry, Willow," he says and I know he's hurt. He never calls me Willow unless he's upset with me or he is hurt by something I did. "You're an adult and I'm intruding in your life."
"You're not intruding in my life," I say, "I just didn't expect you to show up today. I promise I will hang out with you another day. I just want to hang out with him today. I brought him here to spend time alone with him."
"Okay," he says, "well, can I at least meet the man that has my daughter's heart?" he asks as I hear the shower start to run in the master bedroom.
"I don't think right now is the best time, Daddy," I say honestly.
"When are you going to let me meet him?" he asks.
"Soon," I say. "Very soon I promise."
"I hope so. I want to meet the man that you're so crazy about."
"And I want you to meet him too but today just isn't a good day. I promise you'll meet him soon though."
"I can live with that. When did you grow up to be such a woman?"
"I think 6 years ago," I say with a smile.
"I guess so," he says with a smile before he kisses the top of my head. "I love you, Scout."
"I love you too, Dad," I say. "I'll call you to set something up. Maybe if you're still in Tampa when I get back from the road we can do lunch together."
"That would be wonderful," he says, "I'll be in Tampa a lot because I'm doing a lot of training for my match with Brock at Summerslam."
"Oh," I say as I bite my lip.
"So maybe while I am there maybe your boyfriend, you and me could have lunch together some time what do you say?"
"I'll think about it, Dad. I'm just not ready for you to meet him yet okay. When I'm ready for you to meet him I'll make sure you're the first person in the family to meet him. Just give me a little bit of time okay?"
"Okay," he says. "I just want to make sure this guy is good for my baby girl. I know in the past you had a rough relationship and I want to make sure this guy has your best interest at heart."
"I know, Dad," I say as I touch his arm. "If it eases your mind just a little bit he does have a really good heart and he seems to have my best interest at heart. He's a really great guy just remember that when you meet him. He treats me very well and I love him."
He smiles at me and says, "I'm glad you're happy. I'll let you go and let you enjoy the rest of your time with your boyfriend. And next time I'll call before I stop by."
"Thanks, Dad," I say with a smile. "I love you."
"I love you too," he says before he kisses my head once more before he makes his way down the stairs. I wait till I hear the front door to the beach house close before I walk back into the bedroom to see Roman is nowhere to be found. I hear the shower running and make my way to the bathroom. I smile as I see his glorious naked body through the glass as he lathers himself up with soap and cleans himself. It has to be a crime for a man to look this sexy and look this good.
"Enjoying the show," he says in his deep voice over the water.
"I'm..just in awe of you."
He lets out a laugh and says, "join me."
"Okay," I say with a smile as I quickly undress myself from my clothes and free my hair from the messy bun. I step into the shower with him as the hot water hits our bodies. "You could have warned me that I have hickeys on my neck before I went out in front of my dad."
"I thought it was amusing," he says with a smile as I find it hard to keep my eyes off of his hard firm body. He wraps his arms around my waist "and it's not like I don't have any on me."
"I'm sorry things got really out of control last night. I hate hickeys."
"Me too but there's a first time for everything right?" he asks with a smile as his blue-grey eyes look down into my green eyes.
"Yeah," I say with a smile. "Why do you have to be so sexy, standing underneath this water and all. You look too gorgeous for words."
He lets out a laugh as he pulls me closer to him, and presses my naked body up against his. My nipples harden in appreciation and I have the desire to make love to him in the shower. "There's nothing hotter to me than a woman soaking wet, standing under the water of a shower. You look beautiful," he says with a smile before his lips are on mine. I cup his face as he kisses me deeply underneath the cascading water. Our bodies wet and needing one another. He feels the passion too as he backs me up against the wall of the shower. I smile against his lips as he lifts my leg, holding in it in his arm while the other arm circles around my waist. He kisses me again as he enters me slowly as he starts to make love to me in the shower. Our bodies slick and wet from the water, he thrusts himself deep into making me moan against his lips. We continue to share our passionate deep kiss as we make love to each other. The passion rips through our bodies and we fall apart together, reaching our climax together as he fills me with his seed and my hot juices cover his thick erection. "I love you," he whispers in my ear as he fills me.
"I love you too," I say as I hold onto him tightly with my head against his firm chest. He pulls out of me and then cleans me up before I do the same to him. We get out of the shower together and walk to the master bedroom to get dressed for the day. "I don't want to do anything today," I say as I go through my bag looking for something to wear.
"You don't want to do anything today?" he asks as he pulls on a pair of grey briefs.
"Nothing," I say putting on my own black lace underwear. "I just want to eat in bed and talk, spend the day with you in bed."
"That sounds promising," he says with a smile as he puts on a pair of basketball shorts. "I like that idea."
"Me too," I say as I snap my matching black lace bra before throwing on a white tank top. "I just want to talk to you and enjoy my time with you before we go back out on the road. You know just a day for us to enjoy one another, get to know each other better," I say pulling on a pair of black knit shorts.
"I think we got to know each other pretty well last night," he says with a smile.
"I meant by talking," I say with a smile. "Being intimate is more than just making love to each other even though last night and this morning was amazing, being intimate is more than just making love. I want to know your dreams, I want to know your secrets. I want to know you and just listen to you talk today."
He smiles as he walks over to me, wrapping me up in his arms. "I'd like that very much," he says with a smile before he kisses my lips softly. "But first let me go make you some breakfast. Do you like eggs?"
"That's fine with me," I say with a smile as I play with the curls in his hair as it falls to the middle of his back. "You have such amazing hair. I love it."
"Thanks," he says with a smile. "It's one of my favorite things about my body."
"I can tell you my favorite thing," I say with a smile.
"Oh yeah?" he asks. "What's that?"
"Your heart," I say with a smile.
"My heart?" he asks.
"Yes your heart, what else did you think I was going to say?" I ask biting my lip.
"Well, I have to admit my mind was somewhere else so what do you think I thought you meant."
"Oh," I say. "I like that too but I like your heart just a little bit more," I say with a smile.
"I like your heart too," he says before he kisses me softly. "I should really go make us some breakfast before we end up in the bed together again.
"Good idea," I say with a smile. He lets me go before he makes his way out of the bedroom to make us some breakfast. I take the time to brush out my hair and braid it while he makes us some food. I have to admit after last night and this morning I have quite the appetite.
A few minutes later Roman comes up to the bedroom with two plates of food. He hands me a plate of turkey bacon, eggs and toast before he puts his plate down on the night stand as he goes to get us each a glass of orange juice. We sit in bed and eat breakfast together enjoying a nice conversation. "My dad is staying in Tampa for a while. He's doing some training for his match against Brock."
"How do you feel about that?" he asks.
"I'm okay with it," I say. "I love my dad but I'm scared you and I could run into him sometime out on the streets."
"Are you ashamed of me or something?" he asks.
"Of course not," I say, "I have so many pictures of us together on Instagram. I'm not ashamed of you. I love you."
"Then why is it taking you so long to tell your dad about us? You could have had us meet this morning but you didn't. Secrets aren't my thing, Willow. I know I agreed to wait till Summerslam was over but if your dad is staying in Tampa he should know before he finds out in a way we don't want him to. I understand you don't want a lot weighing on him but it's better for him to know about us sooner rather than later."
"Trust me I am not ashamed of you. I'm just not ready to tell him about us. He has some type of issue with me dating a wrestler. I wish he didn't but he does. I don't like keeping secrets either but Roman he's not ready to know."
"Well, I hope he doesn't find out from someone other than us," he says, "because I think that will be bad."
"Yes it would," I say. "I won't wait too much longer."
"I hope not," he says.
After we finish our breakfast Roman takes our plates and our cups downstairs to the kitchen. He comes back up to the bedroom and gets into bed next to me. He wraps me up in his arms and I take his hand into mine and intertwine our fingers so we can talk and get to know each other more. I want to know all about him. "What do you want to know, Baby Girl," he says in his sexy tone of voice.
"Everything," I say with a smile. "I want to know everything."
"Gotta narrow it down, Babe," he says with a smile before he kisses my neck softly.
"What's your biggest dream in life?" I ask.
"My biggest dream in life is to one day become the WWE Champion. I have come so close yet not close enough. I always fall short of winning it. I thought that Mania was going to be it this year but at the last minute the plans got changed and next thing I knew Seth was cashing in and he was winning. It was devastating. I'm going to keep working my ass off till I get that championship. That's my biggest dream but I also want to end up in the WWE Hall of Fame someday," he says. "That's the biggest honor a WWE superstar can have. I want to get my ring."
"I hear you," I say. "I want to be in the Hall of Fame also. And your time is coming to be the champion. Just wait and see it will happen hopefully soon."
"I know," he says, "what about you? What's your biggest dream?"
"You know how much I love my dad right? Well, I have idolized my own father since before I could walk. He has been my hero since day 1. I want to be just like him. I want to make him proud. I want to have a legacy like his. I want to leave my mark on the WWE. I want to do something like him. You know being undefeated at Wrestlemania for as long as he was. I think that would be awesome. That would be the greatest accomplishment of my career. My biggest dream is to leave a legacy on the WWE similar to my dad's. I know my dad is irreplaceable but I want to be as amazing as he is."
"That's a great dream to have," he says. "I know you can achieve anything you want to."
"Thanks," I say with a smile. "So what is your favorite childhood memory?"
"Oh, I have so many," he says, "but I have to say my favorite memory was probably going to Pensacola Beach every summer with my family. I loved hanging out with my cousins. We would spend days at the beach. I have such a big family anytime I was with them was a great memory. Family reunions were and have always been my favorite. What about you? What's your favorite childhood memory?"
"I have to say that my favorite childhood memory had anything to do with my dad. He was gone so much when I was younger that when he was home he did everything he could to make memories with us. I love him for that but my absolute favorite memory was going to Disneyworld with my dad. It was one of the best times I ever had. I love Disneyworld. I was probably about 6 when he took my brother and me. It was the best family vacation ever and then 3 years later," I say. "My parents got a divorce."
"That had to be tough," he says, "why did they get a divorce?"
"My mom was cheating on my dad with another man when he was out on the road and my mom got into some crazy stuff like drugs. My dad was making money too and she was money grubbing. She was selfish and was using him for his money even though they were together before he had all the money she still made bank on it but disrespected him by cheating with another man behind his back. My dad was devastated. They got a divorce and he moved on only to have another woman break his heart again."
"Wow," he says. "I'm sorry."
"Not your fault. My dad is happy now and I am glad he finally found a woman that loves him for him and someone that truly makes him happy. Michelle and my dad are good for each other. I love them together."
"That's good," he says. "Everyone deserves to be happy in their life. Happiness is important."
"Yes it is," I say with a smile. "You make me happy," I say.
"I hope that I do," he says with a smile as he kisses my lips softly. "You make me happy, Baby. If you could travel anywhere in the world that you haven't been to yet where would you go?"
"Japan," I say, "I would love to go to Japan. I'm fascinated by their culture and their country. I have always wanted to go there."
"Japan is one of my favorite places to visit," he says. "I have traveled the world and out of all the places I have gone Japan is one of my favorite places all the sushi."
"How did I know it was all about the food for you?" I ask.
"I guess because I am a big guy," he says with a smile. "And I love sushi."
"I know you do," I say with a smile. "Do you have any really cool scars?"
"That's an odd question," he says, "Are you into scars?"
"I'm into battle wounds," I say, "I don't like to call them scars. Life is a battle and sometimes you get hurt physically along the way and you get a wound that scars."
"I have a little scar on my stomach from when I had my hernia surgery last year. That would be my coolest scar. I wasn't one of those kids that needed to have stitches ever. I played rough as a kid too. I'm surprised. What about you? Do you have any cool scars?"
"Well, I have a couple. I have a scar on my forehead from when I fell out of a tree when I was little. I was always climbing trees and my dad told me to stop climbing the tree in the yard but I didn't listen to him. I wanted to see how high I could go. Well when I was climbing the tree one day my foot slipped and I fell out of the tree. I scraped up my legs, I busted my head open and broke my arm. I learned my lesson but the scar is pretty cool," I say. "See it?" I say pointing to it.
"Wow," he says. "That's a pretty cool scar and what's the other one you were talking about?"
"The scar I have from getting my appendix out when I was 13. I wanted to keep my appendix in a jar but they wouldn't let me. I am over it now but back then I was pretty upset about it."
"I bet," he says. "You're one of the coolest girls I have ever met. You are awesome."
"Thanks," I say with a smile. "You're pretty awesome yourself," I say before I kiss his lips softly. We spend the rest of the day talking about life and getting to know one another better. I could listen to him talk all day and I pretty much do. We take a couple breaks to make love to one another and to eat but we spend the rest of the day and most of the night talking to each other. I couldn't have asked for a better way to spend my day with Roman.
*A/N: What did you think about Willow not letting her dad meet Roman? Do you think she should have? What do you think about her saying she isn't ready? What did you think of her wanting to spend the day in bed with Roman all day and just talk? Do you agree with her there's a lot more to being intimate than having sex with someone? Do you think Willow is serious about Roman and Roman about her? Please review and thank-you for reading.