Thanks everyone for reading, reviews, follows, faves! It's greatly appreciated :) So onto chapter 10! Again, I do not own anything but my character Madison! Let me know what you think! Enjoy :D

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"Now this is how I've wanted to wake up for ages now," Finn mumbled as Madison snuggled closely to him. It was early in the morning; the sun had began to shine through the curtains and crept it's way into the room and onto Finn's face. Along with the pain in his shoulder, there was no way he could fall back asleep with the sun shining in his eyes... Nor did he want to as he finally woke to Madison in his bed.

He turned around, burying his face into the crook of her neck, holding her by the small of her back. "You're so beautiful when you sleep," he gushed, "Especially in the sun light."

Madison couldn't help but smile. "You're making me blush while half asleep," she said, opening her eyes a little. The sun was indeed bright inside the room to the point it was like the light was left on.

"You do get the worst of the sun on this side of the house," she commented, running her hands up and down his back.

"Yeah... It's a bloody wonder I get as much sleep as I do," Finn agreed, missing the good old darkness of his apartment back in Florida.

"Maybe we should retreat to my room," Madison suggested, "It's like sleeping in a dungeon most days."

Finn liked the sound of that. "I might have to take you up on that offer but only if we get to wake up like this... How did you sleep?"

Madison smiled, kissing his cheek. "Perfect."

"Good to hear... 'Cause I think you're going to ware me out today."

"Mmmm... In what way?"

"Don't worry... That will come later, love," he answered. Madison bit her lip, her heart racing a bit at the sound of her newfound nickname.

"I was thinking... As much as I probably shouldn't, I want to see how far I can go with my shoulder today," Finn stated. He was more determined than ever to up his game since his previous set back.

"Yeah... But nothing crazy, Superman... You just had surgery a day ago," Madison said, rolling on to her stomach. She propped her head up with her palm, staring at Finn's still bandaged shoulder.

"I did put myself to the test last night," Finn mumbled, that devilish smirk spread across his lips.

"You did."

"I'll be fine," he reassured her, "I've got to do it sooner rather than later. And I can't be intimidated by that look you're giving me."

"I just don't want to see another obstacle in your way if you work yourself too hard," Madison clarified, "That's the reason for the look I'm giving you."

"You worry too much," Finn mumbled, kissing her forehead comfortingly.

"I care about you. There's a difference," she defended, "Even if there is a bit of worrying involved."

"Can't you be worried about something else that involves me? Something other than my health? Like my driving, per say?" He suggested with a shrug, "You know, my car got hit by a bus while driving once... It was after I came to America and a month into me living in Florida with my license."

Madison smiled. It was just the proof she needed. "That's all the reason in the world to worry about you, Finn," she teased.

It took him a second to realize what he said and how much he proved her theory true. He chuckled and closed his eyes. "Disregard that... It's way too early in the morning and I have a breath taking woman in my bed. My head isn't where it should be."

"You can't sweet talk your way out of that one."

"I guess not... How will I go on?" Finn desperately tried to act as serious as could be. But that smile through him off, throwing his game off completely.

"We may never know," she yawned.

Finn sat up from the bed, rubbing his eyes as Madison grabbed for her robe sprawled along the end of the bed. "You know, I owe you," Finn mumbled, stretching his arm out.

"Owe me what?" Madison asked.

"Another date."

"Hmmm... So you asking me out?"

"Yep."

"Where to Mr. Balor?"

"Leave it to me... I like surprising you."

"And I like when you surprise me. But I'm happy sitting by the pool, just ordering in," she said, giving Finn another option.

"You deserve a night out," he said, against such an idea, "But that doesn't mean we won't sit by the pool afterwards. Or maybe get reacquainted with the hot tub once again... Either or, we're going out, love."

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Finally.

Another excuse to wear an overly expensive, ridiculously good looking dress out on a dinner date with Finn Balor.

Madison decided on something a little more casual; a plunging little black dress made almost entirely of lace. Beside Finn, who was decked out in an incredibly slim fitted black suit, Madison felt like a Bond girl... And he was her James.

"Hello Miss Reed," Finn rasped, snaking his arms around her waist once she was in his reach. He kissed up and down her neck, everything about his touch tantalizing. Madison still wasn't used to the sort of effect Finn had on her but she welcomed it every time.

"Mmm... You look so good," he whispered. His hands itched to pull the material of her dress up so he could feel her skin against his. But he remained tamed; instead awaiting for the end of the night for that.

"So do you... You always look so good."

"I beg to differ. But you know what they say? Beside every great man stands a great woman. I just so happened to land the most beautiful one."

"My, my... You're really something, Mr. Balor," Madison giggled, his fingers intertwining with hers. He walked them to the front door, a car and driver awaiting them at the end of the drive way.

"Where are we off to tonight?" Madison asked as Finn opened the back door.

"It's a surprise, remember? Be patient, love."

She'd never get used to his nickname for her, ever. The way his accent made it sound had her stomach flip flop and her heart skip a beat. By now she could control her cheeks from blushing but it wasn't easy. The effect Finn had on Madison was something strong.

"We're here," he said once the car stopped. Finn stepped out and like the gentleman he was, he opened the car door for Madison.

"Jesus, Finn," she gasped at the sight of the restaurant. It surely looked expensive from just the outside; like something straight out of Beverly Hills. Finn smirked as he led them into the restaurant; the inside all white just like the outside. Crystal light fixtures adorned the walls with beautiful white and blush coloured roses. There was definitely a dress code as Madison could see; no longer feeling out of place wearing an $1200 dress.

"This is beautiful..."

The hostess had them walk up a flight of stairs but even more impressive, they were the only occupants of the top floor. Madison could appreciate Finn's desire for privacy. They were left with a beautiful and romantic array of candles and a bottle of wine on ice on their table. Madison was impressed; never in her wildest dreams been on date quite like this.

"I bought out the entire upstairs," Finn whispered, "Told them to send their finest."

"What?" Madison questioned in disbelief. He just continued to dish out the surprises.

He pulled her in; her back against his front and his mouth hovering just above her ear. "Would I be able to get away with this in front of a room full of people?" He growled, his hands roaming in between her thighs.

"Mmmm... Did you come here for the food or just me?"

"Are you suggesting I eat you?" He asked like it was a threat.

Madison turned herself around, her fingers slowly falling down each button of his shirt. "I didn't know you had that kind of specific appetite... We just got here."

"I guess I'm getting a little ahead of myself, huh?" Finn chuckled, "But I can never keep my hands off you."

"I hope that never changes," she sighed, closing her eyes as he kissed her neck.

"I'm not planing on that... I couldn't imagine not being able to touch you," he said, his hand falling down her back in the lightest of touches. He ran his finger across the bottom of her lip, his hand then cupping her cheek. She held her breath as Finn's eyes bore into hers.

He smiled that smile she loved so much, leaning in. "Or kissing you... I couldn't imagine not being able to do that everyday."

"I never imagined this would be you and I," Madison started, "When I first came to Birmingham, I was so worried about meeting you and living together. I thought we'd end up having some big spat, as crazy as that sounds. I didn't know what to expect... But I'm glad it turned out to be like this."

"You thought we would fight?" Finn chuckled. Madison knew it sounded crazy, over and over again, just like Hunter thought even before she agreed to Birmingham.

"What gave you the idea of that?" He asked.

"I know, I know. Hunter thought it was crazy too. But I knew nothing about you. And this whole arrangement was just insane... I didn't know what you were thinking or what kind of state of mind you were in. I was prepared for the absolute worst... But you've proven me wrong."

Had he ever... Finn was probably the sweetest person she'd ever met. There wasn't a mean bone in his body and if for some unexplainable reason there was, Madison would have been quick to call bullshit.

"Wait, wait," Finn laughed. There was just one thing he couldn't seem to wrap his head around.

"Hunter knew you were worried about me?"

Madison hung her head and laughed at her own self. She'd never live it down but Finn didn't take it seriously. He laughed off her claim, wondering if he really was that intimidating in real life. "Never would I have imagined I'd be intimidating beyond my time on TV," he said, raising her head using his fingers under her chin.

"But I feel like it now gives me an edge... Tell me, how can I put this to good use?" He inquired, letting his fingers dance along her collarbone, tugging gently on the plunging neckline of her dress.

Madison closed her eyes, basking in the incredible electricity he managed to conjure within. She bit her lip, teasing Finn beyond reasonable measure. If only he could have his way with her on top of the table; the candles glowing, everything about their environment romantic. Especially after hearing he was an intimidating being, Finn's sexual urges were amped.

"You already have," Madison whispered, falling beyond the brink of insanity as he kissed along her jaw.

"Our first meeting... The car ride to the house... Even that night you walked in on me cooking dinner," she struggled to speak, gladly allowing his hands to wander down her body, "I was so infatuated by the idea of you. Everything about you... Intimidation came and went but it was always welcomed because it was the sexiest thing I'd ever felt whenever I looked into your eyes."

What a revelation for Finn to hear; his ears simply burning. The hungry look in his eyes captivated Madison like a trance. He was incredibly turned on, given the notion he pressed her against the wall.

Finn muffled Madison's moan once their lips connected, enjoying the sounds of her pleasure as he grabbed ahold of her thigh; wrapping her leg around his waist to create mind bending friction between them. "God," she moaned, breaking free from his lips, "They'll never let us back here if they find us like this."

"How could I avoid this?" Finn nearly growled, in desperation to control himself for the sake of the restaurant staff. What a site it would be if one of them walked in with Finn between Madison's legs, ready to go.

"You drive me mad," he continued, a little calmer. He grabbed hold of her wrists to place overtop her head, in order to hold her in place. She shivered, chest raising high and sinking low with every shallow breath.

"Every time I look at you... All of you... Something comes over me. I can never control myself, not even for a second. Of course, you can feel what you do to me, can't you?" He whispered, capturing her bottom lip between his teeth as his erection hardened.

As tempting as Finn was, Madison jiggled her way out of his grip. She ran her hand down his chest, about ready to kiss his lips but at the last second she pulled away... The ultimate tease.

"First we eat... Then you can have me after... Deal?"

Finn smirked, the idea of fighting off temptation during dinner a huge turn on. How intriguing.

"That's one hell of a suggestion," his cool voice rasped as he adjusted himself. He licked his lips, the famished look in his eyes still red hot.

"I'll try me best... But I'm not promisin' anyone, anythin'."