(A/N: Yay, I updated Whoo Hoo. Alright this chapter is important SO PAY ATTENTION! I have been feeling discouraged lately with my current endeavors so this has cheered me up. Along with Runnels phone call about thirty minutes ago, and for it, I love her dearly because it made me laugh hysterically. I miss MY Charlie, and I want her to come home, so this chapter is dedicated to her. I want to thank everyone who added my story to their favs and alerts along with everyone who reviewed the last chapter! Thanks guys, it means so much to me! So big thanks to: giftiebeeQueen Chaos-HardytechwizJessieStarrCopeland-Runnels Inc., and gurl42069Alright this chapter contains Mature Adult Sexual Content… You've been warned, it's not as bad as usual but I still thought I should give you guys a heads up (no pun intended). Read Review and Enjoy.)

(The Next Morning)

Brittany rolled over and snuggled under the covers with a smile on her face. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the hotel room nightstand. The clock read 8:02am, and next to it was a post-it note. Brittany lazily slid her arm out of bed and reached for the note.

"Went to the hotel gym downstairs to work out, I'll be back later luvies, Lanie."

Brittany stuck the note to the nightstand and turned over in bed. She had such a wonderful time last night with Kenny. She still could not get over how great of a guy he was. They had gone out several times, him paying for everything and treating her like royalty, without asking for anything in return. 'If he was going to pull a shady move, he would've done it by now' Brittany thought with a sigh. Kenny was everything she wanted and more, and she knew that he was a keeper. After eating at the diner, she and Kenny went to a nearby park and star gazed. At the time, Brittany thought it was a silly thing to do, but once she and Kenny started pointing out the milky way and the big dipper, she had a blast. Randy's phone calls, voicemails, and text messages persisted throughout the evening with Brittany ignoring and rejecting each and every single one. They all said basically the same thing "I need to see you. Where are you?" "I need you." Brittany didn't feel like sleeping with Randy, she especially didn't feel like ending her evening with Kenny early just to do so. By the time she returned to her and Lanielle's room, she was feeling so good about herself that she didn't even bother returning his phone calls or text messages. Randy was a hopeless cause, Brittany knew it was best to invest her time into someone who had the possibility of longevity. After reflecting on her wonderful evening, the WWE doctor got up and went to the bathroom to shower.

(Elsewhere)

Lanielle focused on her reps as she did the leg press. She looked up, her face immediately brightening at the sight of John Cena coming into the gym. "Hey You! Where have you been? You've been M.I.A." Lanielle asked cheerfully.

"Ah, I been tired, and um busy. Yeah just worn out yah know?" John explained curtly and walked past Lanielle and over to the weights on the other side of the practically empty gym.

"Yeah, you're a busy guy, that's totally understandable." Lanielle nodded feeling awkward.

"Yeah." John nodded not having too much to say to the creative writer.

"So other than that, what have you been up to? How are things?" Lanielle inquired politely feeling as though she and John hadn't spoken in weeks, just from the sheer awkwardness.

"Nothing. Good." John's one-word answers were beginning to perplex Lanielle. If her mind served her correctly, John was avoiding her, or angry with her.

"Everything okay?" Lanielle asked finishing her repetitions. She stood up and walked over to John as he continued to lift.

"Fine." John nodded forcing a smile on his face.

"No I mean, with us. Is everything okay?" Lanielle asked hopefully. John looked at her in the mirrored wall and sighed at her appearance. She was in a sports bra and low rise thin tight fitting sweats pants with sneakers. Her hair was up in a ponytail and she looked anxious to speak to him.

(Becky's hotel room)

"BECKY WAKE UP!" Cody pounded on his girlfriend's hotel room suite door. Becky rolled over and sighed. Cody was like a newborn baby, if you leave him alone for a second he would become hysterical. "BECKYYY!" Cody shouted persisting with the pounding on the door. Becky sighed in annoyance, she tore the covers off herself and marched out of the bedroom section of the suite and ripped the door open. Cody hadn't expected his girlfriend to answer the door in a bra and panties.

"What?! I was sleeping, yah know, it's that thing that people do when they're tired?!" Becky barked crossing her arms.

"I just wanted to… know…well know if you…. if you were still mad at me." Cody asked shoving his hands in his pockets. Becky looked at Cody blankly; she blinked a few times processing what just came out of her boyfriend's mouth.

"You mean to tell me, that your dumbass came here, this early in the morning and pounded on my door as though it was the end of the world, only to ask me if I was still mad at you?" Becky asked incredulously.

"Well… yeah, pretty much." Cody confirmed with a nod. Becky slammed the door in Cody's face and walked back into her room. She plopped down on the bed and pulled the covers over herself.

(Meanwhile)

"Aye sleepy head you're finally awake." Jeff laughed stroking the stray hairs out of Charlie's face.

"Mmmhmm. You wore me out." Charlie admitted with a laugh.

"Yeah? That's good, keep your stamina up." Jeff joked before leaning forward and giving Charlie a peck on her lips.

"You don't regret last night do you?" Charlie checked nervously biting the corner of her bottom lip.

"You're so sexy Char… And no, I don't regret anything from last night." Jeff confirmed honestly.

"Good, because neither do I." Charlie exclaimed wrapping her arms around Jeff's neck. He pulled her on top of him and chuckled when Charlie pressed her forehead up against his.

"You hungry?" Jeff asked Charlie considering ordering room service.

"Ohh Yeah." Charlie replied with a mischievous grin. She kissed him passionately on the lips before kissing her way down his chin, neck, chest, abs, and continuing down until she reached Jeff's fully awake little one. Charlie looked up at Jeff with a smirk before biting the corner of her bottom lip once again.

"I love it when you do that." Jeff exclaimed huskily. He stroked Charlie's hair with his fingers, wishing she would go ahead and do what she had planned on doing. Charlie licked her soft pouty lips and winked at Jeff before dipping her head down and flicking her tongue around Jeff. The high flying WWE Superstar sucked in his breath at the tantalizing contact. Deciding not to tease Jeff any longer, Charlie finally took him into her mouth. She made corkscrew motions with her tongue easily relying on Jeff's breathing patterns to know what and where her tempo should be. Soon Jeff's light massaging of her scalp turned into him gripping her head rather roughly and bucking into her mouth. Charlie would do many things, but one thing she refused to do, was let a guy fuck her mouth. Charlie took both her hands and placed them on either side of Jeff's hips pinning his pelvis down to the bed. Jeff groaned in frustration as Charlie continued to torture him slowly. "Please Char." Jeff moaned in pleasurable agony. Charlie quickened her pace her tongue flicking over him faster. The suction in Charlie's mouth tightened as she speeded up her motions even more. Soon Jeff was screaming her name instead of vice, versa. Jeff felt himself reaching the edge; he tried to pull away not wanting to disrespect Charlie by exploding in her mouth. Charlie refused and kept steady. When Jeff came into her mouth he cried out in pure bliss as Charlie swallowed every last drop, milking him until the end.

(Brittany's room)

Brittany stepped out of the shower just in time to hear a rapid banging on her door. She wrapped a towel around herself and left the bathroom. She opened the door slightly to see a very frustrated looking Randy staring her down. He barged in furious. "Good morning to you too Randy." Brittany exclaimed dryly.

"Where were you last night? You had me worried!" Randy stated rubbing his forehead.

"Pshh, please Randy, Like you care, you just wanted a hit and run anyway." Brittany replied walking into the bathroom and getting another towel for her hair. Brittany walked out of the bathroom and was startled by Randy's response.

"I did care! I mean, I do care! And actually no, I didn't want to see you for a quickie. I needed to talk to you." Randy told Brittany plopping down on the sofa.

"About what? Is everything okay?" Brittany asked placing a hand on Randy's shoulder. Suddenly she felt guilty for not being there when he "needed her".

"No, everything isn't okay. Everything is far from okay. Lanielle is killing me with my storyline. I don't understand why she can't just give me the title shot now. And Vince, he is putting so much pressure on me lately. When I went to him about the storylines he flipped, "Orton, Don't complain to me about your storylines, if you perform better you'll get better. And I'm watchin' you boy, so I had better not find out you're doing any funny business! Don't embarrass your father! We all have high expectations of you Randy and you're letting us down! Shape up or ship out!" Randy imitated Vince's voice perfectly. "Dammit Britt, I feel like I'm going to crack. I just don't know what to do anymore!" Randy raved racking his fingers over his scalp.

Brittany sat down next to Randy and stroked his head. "Awww, Randy I'm so sorry. I know you feel like the world is against you, and like nothing is going right, but it's all in your head. You're so valuable to this company that it's not even something to joke around about. Look, Lanielle is a very smart woman; she's doing this all for a reason. She is probably just making sure that your fan base doesn't grow tired of you. Remember, your character is a product, and she probably just doesn't want to shove it down the fan's throats. Lanielle even told me that's why the fans stopped liking John, because he was put at the forefront too often. She's protecting your character while still giving you main event status. You're not mid card Randy, so don't worry, and Bobby Lashley is a power player too. You guys will get an immense amount of airtime and feedback from the fans. As far as Vince goes, we know he's a rude grouchy old man. He is trying to give you constructive criticism, and its borderline insulting. But he can't help it; it's just how he is. You can't teach an old dog new tricks. You should be motivated by the fact that he expects more out of you. Because if he expects more, then he knows that, you're capable of great things. He just needs someone to bark at, and you talking to him about wanting an immediate title shot just put you in the line of fire. It's all about politics babe, and you gotta stay away from that. Just keep a level head, perform at your optimum ability, stay out of trouble, keep your nose clean and you will do well. Good things come to those who wait, I mean you could be doing mid card matches Randy, but your not. The fact that you're not mid card and you don't even have the title and you're not currently contending says that you are worth main event status no matter what. So be confident, be calm, be collected, and be patient. I know things seem overwhelming now, but I promise you babe, they will clear up." Brittany spoke soothingly to Randy she was stroking his head with one hand and massaging his neck with the other.

Randy leaned on his elbow with his hand cupped over his mouth in thought. He had listened to everything Brittany had told him intently. He nodded in understanding and took a deep breath. "Thanks for talking to me about all of this Britt, I really appreciate it. I mean, I can't tell John because he's super Cena and nothing bad ever happens to him. And Cody wouldn't understand because he hasn't been here long and he gets whatever he wants because he's daddy's little boy, he's the fucking golden child and Dusty does shit with creative. You're the only one who gets me Britt." Randy exclaimed tiredly.

"Well, I'm glad I get you, and I'm glad I can help you. And whenever you need to talk, you know you can just come to me right?" Brittany asked assuring Randy of their friendship.

"Yeah, now I do." Randy replied. He cupped Brittany's face in his hands and kissed her forehead.

"Alright, I'm just going to go back to my room, and try to catch a nap; I didn't sleep much last night. And I really was worried about you Britt… Okay, I'll catch you later." Randy bided Brittany goodbye, she stood up and walked him to the door. Randy kissed her cheek before leaving the room.

'Wait a minute, he was here this whole time and didn't try to fuck me once? We actually sat down and had a civilized conversation and he didn't even make a move? And I was in a towel the entire fucking time? Hmm, maybe Randy isn't as shallow as I thought; maybe he has some depth after all.'

(The Gym)

"John?" Lanielle shifted from foot to foot nervously.

"Yeah?" John asked strained as he continued to lift weights that Lanielle couldn't even dream of moving.

"Did I do something wrong? I mean, are.. Are you mad at me?" Lanielle never sounded so vulnerable when interacting with a guy, and right now, the WWE champion had her feeling like a lost puppy.

"Nahh, we're cool Lanie." John assured her distractedly.

"Okay because I really like you and I just was hoping we could try and continue things if you wanted, I mean I don't know if you wanted to but I wanted to, I mean I felt like we were going okay, but if not then I just I mean I-" John cut off Lanielle's stammering with a sigh.

"Lanie, I see you want to talk and all, but I'm kind of busy, maybe we can talk later yeah? Okay cool." John didn't even give Lanielle a chance to respond before returning to his workout. Lanielle frowned at John's short tone and attitude with her. She pivoted on her heel and walked out of the gym, her head hung low in embarrassment.

John sighed, he didn't mean to sound so harsh but he didn't know any other way to get Lanielle away from him.

(Jeff's suite)

Charlie and Jeff lay cuddled up in his bed talking about themselves, their pasts, and everything in between. "So you are really excited about our new storyline huh?" Jeff asked Charlie who grinned wildly.

"Hell yeah! It's going to be awesome, especially now that we've gotten to know each other." Charlie exclaimed with a wink.

'You are one amazing woman Charlie Chambers." Jeff said with a sigh as Charlie rested her head on his chest.

"That I am, and you are one amazing man." Charlie kissed Jeff's tone chest before looking up into his eyes.

"I like you Charlie, I mean we haven't known each other for a long time yet, but I just want to put it out there that, well I like you. A lot." Jeff admitted stroking her upper arm.

"Jeff. I like you too, a lot." Charlie replied with a chuckle.

"So where does that leave us?" Jeff inquired shifting to face her fully.

"Umm, it leaves us here, in a bed, and naked." Charlie stated the obvious.

"Yeah but that's just the bonus, I mean where doest that leave us, meaning you and I, meaning we." Jeff asked elaborating.

"Umm, I'm not sure, where do you want it to leave us?" Charlie inquired, she assumed he was referring to them becoming exclusive, but the Diva Search winner was not one to jump the gun.

"Together." Jeff told Charlie simply. Charlie stared into his eyes which swept her off her feet, Jeff read her through her eyes, before leaning down and kissing her gently on the lips.

"I like the sound of that." Charlie murmured against his mouth before the two began kissing passionately once again.

(Later on)

Becky trudged down the hall and knocked on the door to her boyfriend's hotel room suite. Cody opened the door with a smile at the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend. The semi happy expression on Becky's face faded when she saw Mickie James lying on Cody's bed. "What the fuck." Becky asked calmly.

"Ummm, I'm just going to go. Becky I'll text you." Mickie said ducking between Becky and Cody before exiting the room swiftly.

"Don't bother." Becky snapped after her ex friend.

"Becky it's not what it looks like." Cody panicked, why did he always end up in these predicaments with his girlfriend.

"Every time you say that, it means that something bad happened. Alright, explain." Becky urged Cody with a sigh.

"Well first, Mickie and I weren't doing anything wrong; I had asked her to come over because I was worried about our relationship. I was getting some really good advice from her about how to communicate with you better." Cody explained eagerly.

"And how is that?" Rebecca asked unenthusiastically.

"Well, instead of trying to compromise with you, she said that this is something I just need to accept. That being the fact that you will never like Kelly, you will never want to like Kelly, you will never accept Kelly, hell you will never even tolerate Kelly, and that I need to just back off. With this issue, I've been an inconsiderate, self righteous, condescending jerk. And Babe, I am so sorry for that. I didn't realize how I sounded, and even though I meant well, I still hurt you and for that, I apologize dearly. Unfortunately, what is done is done, I can't change the past or erase the horrid fact that she and I were together, but I can make sure that things between you and I go perfectly. I can make sure that you are happy, and that I am being the attentive, considerate, kind, and understanding boyfriend that you deserve." Cody's speech was recited perfectly with next to no coaching from Mickie James.

Becky sighed in relief that her boyfriend had found his brain. "Cody, I'm sorry I've been ignoring you, it's just when my feelings are hurt, I like my space. I'm glad you're finally starting to understand where I am coming from with this. And I've missed you, although it hasn't been that long, I've missed you." Becky explained in happiness.

"I missed you too, so, now can we get to the best part?" Cody asked with a sexy smirk.

"What's the best part?" Becky asked confusedly.

"The make-up sex." Cody stated. He didn't give Becky a chance to answer. Instead he scooped her up in his arms and carried her over to the bed. He laid her down and climbed on top of her. The two kissed intensely all of their pent up passion, anger, and aggression pouring out. Becky struggled to get off Cody's shirt as he didn't waist time yanking her ultra low-rise sweat pant Capri's off her slim hips and down her legs. "Mmm Becky I can't take you ignoring me this long again." Cody mumbled before suckling on Becky's neck doing his best to leave a mark. His girlfriend moaned in pleasure at the sizzling contact.

"Then don't fuck up anymore babe." Becky replied before taking his earlobe in her mouth and nibbling at it softly. She reached in Cody's back pocket and took out a condom; she had now grown used to where Cody kept protection. Becky unbuttoned Cody's denim jeans and unzipped them softly. She bent her legs up and used her soft small feet to slide Cody's jeans down his body. Becky wasted no time in making his boxers follow suit. Becky took off her bra and panties while Cody put on the condom. He looked down into his girlfriend's eyes and kissed her sincerely on the lips as he sank into her. They moaned into each other's mouths at the familiar sensations going through them. Becky couldn't believe she allowed herself to keep away from Cody for such a long time, she hadn't realized it before, but she had missed him, and she had missed this. Becky pulled her now swollen lips away from Cody's and began suckling on his neck, she gave him a nice love struck bruise. Cody lifted himself up on the heels of his hands and pulled out of Becky slowly only to bend his arms at the elbows and sink into her again. Becky couldn't believe that her boyfriend was fucking her while doing push ups. She didn't know whether she was insulted or turned on even more. The strained look on his face, as his biceps and triceps flexed drove Becky wild. The WWE Diva moved her legs up higher around Cody's waist as he pushed himself up and lowered himself down. Cody continued his motions for a while until Becky became too anxious. When his girlfriend began thrusting up to meet him, Cody stopped his "workout" and settled for thrusting into his girlfriend at a fast pace. Becky's fingers massaged the back of Cody's neck, she pulled his head towards hers and their lips met in a heated fiery kiss. Cody groaned into their hot kiss. Becky slipped her tongue into Cody's warm wet mouth as she met him thrust for thrust. "Ah Shit Becky." Cody choked out reaching his end too quickly. Becky felt Cody throbbing inside her as she watched him squeeze his eyes shut and clench his jaw tightly, the stirring sensation in her stomach traveled lower causing her to climax mere seconds after Cody. Cody heard his girlfriend moan a heavenly like sound as she came. When the WWE Diva opened her eyes, Cody was staring at her intently.

"Maybe I should fuck up more often." Cody exclaimed with a smirk.

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