Monday 25th July
''I can't believe Phil actually trusts us to stay here while he's gone.''
''Us?''
''...You...''
''Okay, first of all, fuck you. Second of all-'' Alexa stopped mid-rant when a clump of cheese fell from the slice of pizza in her hand, dropping onto the seat of the sofa. Her eyes widened in panic and she quickly picked it up, letting out a relieved sigh when she didn't see a mark on the fabric.
''I rest my case.''
''Shut up.''
The pair were lounging in Phil's living room as they watched Raw; the man in question having flown out to Virgina earlier in the day in order to make a brief appearance at the end of the show.
''When are you heading back to Tampa?''
She shrugged and swallowed the mouthful before responding. ''I'm not sure. Why, sick of me already?''
''Yes.''
''I've changed my mind. Phil's my favourite.''
''You can't change it. I have audio evidence that you picked me.'' He poked his tongue out at her. ''Have you checked your Twitter yet? I put the podcast up yesterday and everyone's saying it's the best one yet.''
She put her empty plate on the coffee table and grabbed her phone, starting to scroll through her timeline.
ColtCabana: ART OF WRESTLING Ep 53 w/ RealSierra is up now! We talk about nip slips and broken necks, check it out!
After reading some of the complimentary comments attached, she grinned over at Scott. ''I'm actually surprised. I really thought people would've forgotten about me, I've been off the grid for so long.''
''You were one of the most popular faces in the company, of course they wouldn't forget you. God, I can just imagine the huge fucking pop you're going to get when you return.''
''You think?''
''Either that or it'll go deathly silent.'' He teased.
''That would totally suck balls...''
They both turned their attention to the television as John Cena's theme sounded, signalling the end of the match. The new WWE Champion celebrated in the ring with his title, raising Rey Mysterio's arm in respect. His music suddenly cut out and 'Cult of Personality' by Living Colour started to play, much to everyone's confusion. After a few moments, the crowd let out a huge cheer when CM Punk appeared at the top of the ramp wearing his WWE championship belt.
John watched on with a bemused smile as the other man walked down the ramp and climbed into the ring, coming to a halt right in front of him. The Boston native said a few words before raising his newly won title in the air, getting a rather lackluster response from the crowd. CM Punk laughed as he unclasped the matching belt from around his waist, before he raised it in the air opposite. The crowd let out an ear-eplitting cheer of approval, making John slowly lower his arm in defeat. Raw cut off the air just as he was making his way to exit the ring.
''Sucks to be Cena.'' Scott laughed as he started to flick through the television stations.
''I don't think I could handle getting booed like that every night.''
''He's been put on a pedestal by creative for so long, it's not his fault. I guess the fans are just sick of him being shoved down their throats week in week out."
''Still, it can't be easy. They need to turn him heel again, I loved it when he had the whole 'Thuganomics' gimmick.''
''I doubt they'll go back to that though, not now it's all PG.''
Alexa's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. ''Why?''
He cocked an eyebrow, eyes shining in amusement. ''Are you being serious right now? All that time you spent valeting him back in the day, and you don't know what Thuganomics is?''
"What exactly does a 'Doctor of Thuganomics' do?"
"You must know what thugging is?" Scott asked, then seeing the genuine confusion on her face began to explain. "You can use a different four letter word in place of the word 'thug.'"
"...Fuck? Fucking? He's a Doctor of... Oh."
Scott snorted, his laughter filling the room. ''Oh my God, that is the single most hilarious thing you've ever said.''
''Shut up.'' She muttered, cheeks flooding with embarrassment.
His response was cut of by the shrill ringing of the cell phone in her lap, the woman letting out a groan when she saw who was calling.
''Who is it?''
She chewed her lip. ''Jon.''
''You going to answer it?''
''Nope.''
Scott rolled his eyes. ''Ignoring him isn't going to help anything.''
She had told him all about the situation she found herself in with Jon, hoping he would be able to give her some advice. All he had said is that he thought she should talk to him, before things got awkward and their friendship was ruined completely.
''I know, I know. I'll talk to him when I get back.''
''Maybe you should just sleep with him.''
Alexa almost choked on the sip of Red Bull she took right as Scott opened his mouth. She cleared her throat after harshly swallowing, shooting him an incredulous look. ''What the hell, Scotty?''
''It's been, what, three years since you and Orton split up?'' At her nod, he continued. ''You haven't dated, or even, you know, had your lady parts handled since then, right?"
She hit him with a look of derision. ''After everything that happened with Randy, do you seriously think I want to put myself out there, open my heart up just to get fucked over again? No.''
"Well, I didn't say you had to open your heart... just your legs.''
''You are ridiculous... just wait until I tell Phil how you're trying to pimp me out.''
Friday 29th July
''Lex...'' Phil chuckled as she snuggled deeper into the duvet. ''Lex.'' After she didn't answer, he placed his face right beside her ear. ''C'mon, you have to get up.''
Alexa absently swatted at his head. ''Go away...''
He rolled his eyes and took a deep breath before screaming in her ear. ''WHOOOOO!''
She jumped in surprise and dropped right off the edge of the bed. "What…" She looked up at Phil, who was laughing his ass off at the dazed look on her face. "…the fuck is going on?"
"Good morning." He grinned down ar her.
"Where am I?" It dawned on her that she was on the floor, which confused her more. "…why am I on the ground?" She stood up slowly, still looking a little out of it. "I had this totally whacked out dream that Ric Flair was screaming in my ear... so not cool."
He laughed. ''Yeah, my bad.''
She flopped back down on the bed and closed her eyes. ''I wish there was a job where you could just stay in bed all day, that would be perfect for me.''
''Yeah, it's called a brothel.''
Alexa opened her eyes to glare at him. ''Funny.''
''I thought so. Come on, you need to get your shit together, your flights in two hours.''
Alexa walked through the terminal at Tampa International Airport, making her way over to the baggage claim. After almost twenty minutes of watching people scurry back and forth looking for their luggage, she spotted hers and quickly grabbed it before moving over to the waiting area and taking a seat. Pulling her phone out of her pocket, she scrolled through her contacts before her finger landed on Colby's name.
''Yo.''
''Hey... uh, are you busy?''
''Not really, just chilling. Why, what's up?''
''My flight's just landed and I'm stuck at the airport, I left my purse in Chicago so I haven't got any money for a cab.''
''And you need a ride?''
''Yeah...''
''No problem, I'll be there as soon as I can.''
''You're a lifesaver, thank you!"
They ended the call and she hoisted up her bag, deciding to make her way over to the small restaurant to grab something to eat. She sat people-watching while she munched on her fries before passing some time on Twitter.
RealSierra: Hey, skinny guy having a Greek yogurt and Vitamin Water for lunch; I'd come punch you in the face but I don't want my fries to get cold.
IAmJericho: RealSierra you're always eating, how are you not 300 pounds?!
RealSierra: IAmJericho Good genes?
A phone call from Colby letting her know he was outside put a stop to her Twitter frenzy; she actually hated Phil for goading her into getting the app, she was slowly becoming obsessed. She went and picked up a cup of coffee for Colby before heading out to the front of the building where the pick-up point was. Spotting him leaning against car, she made her way over and greeted him with a smile, holding out the cup of coffee.
"You're amazing.'' He told her gratefully, taking a large gulp. ''Thank you."
She smirked, a laugh escaping her lips. "Yeah, I know."
"And modest, too." He opened the trunk for her and she shoved her bag in before hopping into the passenger seat. ''So, how was your time away?''
''It was great.'' Alexa told him with a smile, glancing out of the window as he pulled away and tore down the street. ''Nice to get away for a while, you know?''
''Get up to much?''
''I mainly just hung out with the guys. We watched a lot of TV, I did Scott's podcast, went to my first ever hockey game...''
''You've never been before?''
She snorted. ''Yeah, I know, I fail at being Canadian... and I got a tattoo. Phil lives right above this studio, so he convinced me to get another one.''
''What did you get?''
They had just stopped at a red light, so Alexa ducked her head down and moved her hair out of the way so he could see the new tattoo she had behind her left ear. It was a small silhouette of Peter Pan, Wendy, John and Michael flying through the air. ''I loved that movie as a kid. My dad told me that I used to insist on leaving my window open, just in case Peter Pan would come visit me.''
He chuckled and the car started moving again. ''I bet you were a cute kid.''
''I was adorable.'' She confirmed as she reached over to punch at the radio, which had Colby's iPod connected to it. "Do you not have any decent music on here?" She asked, continuing to scan through songs that she didn't recognize. ''When we get back, I'm going to lend you my iPod so you can listen to some real music.'' She smiled when she found some AC/DC and pressed play.
''You like this?'' He asked, sounding surprised.
''I love this.''
''Funny, I pegged you as more of a Taylor Swift kind of girl.''
''How dare you.'' She deadpanned, glaring across at him.
Several hours, a hot bath and a couple of glasses of wine later, Alexa was feeling relaxed and ready for a quiet night in front of the television. She had thrown on her black pyjama shorts with an old Beastie Boys t-shirt and towel dried her hair, before settling on the couch. She was just beginning to flick through the cable channels for something to watch when she was interrupted by a soft knock. She headed over to the door, swinging it open and mouth dropping open in surprise at the face staring back at her.
Jon.
''Hey.'' Alexa offered him a smile, letting her eyes wander over him appreciatively. Dressed in his usual combination of jeans, t-shirt and leather jacket; he looked just as good as usual, the scruff on his face making him infinitely more attractive to her. ''You want to come in?''
''Sure.''
The moved wordlessly into the living room, both taking up seats on the sofa before she cleared her throat awkwardly. ''So, uh, wh-''
''You're driving me fucking crazy!'' Jon's frustrated cry cut her off and she gaped over at him as he ran a hand through his hair. ''I can't stop thinking about you, and the kiss... I like you, a lot, but I'm not good with shit like this...''
She felt his warm breath fan across her face as he moved closer, looking up into his deep blue eyes, getting lost in the intensity. ''Jon...''
''I've been trying to ignore it... I tried to hook up with some chick the other night but I couldn't go through with it...because all I could think about was you... I really don't want to fuck up our friendsh-''
Before he knew what was happening she had launched herself at him, arms wrapping around his neck and her lips smashing against his as she kissed him fiercely. A moment passed without him responding and she briefly thought he would break the kiss and shove her away.
But he didn't.
Instead, he poured all his frustration into the kiss, his hands trailing down her sides as she slung her left leg over his lap, moving so she was straddling him.
Alexa could feel his strong hands traveling up her knees to her thighs, coming around to cup her backside. He gave it a gentle squeeze before breaking away from her, his lips beginning an assault on her neck as she whimpered, hands fisting his hair tightly. His hands skimmed the skin underneath her shirt, and she shivered at the contact.
Using his strength, he flipped their positions and Alexa's felt her back hit the seat. She opened her mouth to speak but was quickly cut off when he covered her mouth with his own; the scruff on his face tickling her skin as their lips danced. She let her hands wander down his muscular back, coming to rest on his behind. Arching her body into his, she let out a husky moan when she felt the proof that he was enjoying this just as much as she was.
Breaking away from her, Jon's lips found their way down to the base of her neck; she groaned as he nipped lightly on the tanned flesh he found, heat coursing through her body.
''Jon...''
Alexa felt him smirk against her neck and, seemingly satisfied that the skin would be adorned with his mark, moved his lips back up to hers. She was in the process of pushing his leather jacket down his shoulders when he moved away from her lips.
He let out a low groan, and leaned his forehead against hers. ''Maybe we shouldn't...''
''You don't want me?'' She looked up at him dejectedly, her chest heaving against his.
''I think you can feel how much I want you.'' He rolled his hips and smirked as she sucked in a sharp breath, his arousal pressing against her. ''All I want to do is rip your clothes off... I'm just trying to do the right thing.''
Alexa didn't say a word, instead, she leaned up and kissed just under his ear. Her lips slowly trailed down his neck and she opened her mouth when she reached his collarbone, letting her teeth lightly graze over it. A guttural moan tore from his throat and she smiled, moving her mouth up to his ear. ''What about what feels right?''
She lay her head back against the arm rest and he looked down as he contemplated her words; her hair was wildly fanned around her head, her swollen lips were curled in a sultry smile and her eyes were looking up at him expectantly.
They just stared at each other for a second before he shrugged out of his jacket and pulled his t-shirt off, discarding it over his shoulder. Her eyes shamelessly swept over him and she lifted her hand, raking her nails over his bare chest. His hand traced up and down her thigh as their lips crashed together, she caught his bottom lip in her teeth and gently pulled, eliciting a low growl from Jon.
''I think you're wearing too many clothes.''
''You going to do something about that?" She responded playfully.
He chuckled and pushed her shirt up, trailing soft kisses up her stomach as she lifted her torso so he could pull the fabric over her head. His lips came down to kiss the swell of her breasts as he slipped his hand behind her back, deftly unhooked the bra and threw it across the room.
Alexa's eyes fluttered closed as he took a nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it before giving it a gentle bite. The contact drew a whimper from her lips and she ran her hands over the muscles in his arms and shoulders, before her fingers wound into his hair. She threw her head back as he continued the assault on her breasts, tightening her legs around his waist as she ground against his erection, pleasurable jolts shooting through her body with every rise and fall of her hips.
Jon rolled his hips in time with hers and moved his lips up to her ear, biting gently on the lobe before he captured her lips. She quivered underneath him as the kiss became hungrier, one of his hands moving down to her shorts. He pushed past the fabric, softly running his fingers over her most sensitive spot and she let out a moan.
"Maybe we should move this to your bedroom..." He murmured.
Alexa couldn't form any coherent words, her body still being teased mercilessly by his skilled hands, letting out another moan instead. He smirked, adding more pressure to his light caressing.
''Jon!"
He pulled his hand away from its teasing and grasped her tightly, pulling her up from the couch. She latched her hand into his and started to lead him down the hallway, only managing a few feet before he pinned her against the wall and claimed her lips roughly. He slowly slid his hand over her stomach before dipping it into her shorts, groaning when he felt how ready she was for him.
Alexa found herself pressed harder against the wall as he drove two fingers inside her. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he used his thumb to circle the bundle of nerves, his lips making their way to her neck. She moaned, her breathing quickening as her hips began to move with his hand.
"Fuck!" Her nails dug into his shoulder.
She kissed him as she pulled him tighter to her, groaning into his mouth as he drove his fingers faster. He pulled away from her lips and gazed down at her, feeling himself growing painfully harder as he took in her wanton appearance. Her head was tilted back against the wall, eyes closed and her bottom lip was sucked in between her teeth.
"Anybody ever tell you how fucking gorgeous you are?" He pushed his fingers into her harder, feeling her begin to tighten around them.
Alexa moaned, feeling the familiar sensation start to build. He quickened his pace and her nails dug into his shoulders as he kissed her, his tongue wrestling with hers. Her cries grew louder and he could feel her growing tighter around his fingers before her whole body tensed.
"Oh, fuck!" She twitched and arched against his upper body as she rode the waves of her orgasm out.
He withdrew his fingers and she panted heavily as she looked up at him. ''Bedroom. Now."