Chapter Eleven: Our?
Lauren`s POV:
He moved her hands from around his neck to wrapping around his waist, slowly leaning down and whispering into her ear "I want you never to forget tonight."
I laid curled up in the silk sheets of Randy`s bed, that phrase which he told me last night replaying over and over in my head. I sighed a breath of happiness, everything was finally coming into place and nothing could change the happiness or the completeness at felt at that moment.
Waiting for my love to wake up I found the familiar tattoos across his arm and smiled, tracing them lightly with my fingers. I found myself doing this often, I felt his tattoos is what made him Randy to me, it was the sexiest thing ever and the thing that most drew me to him when I first met him.
I laughed softly to myself at the memory and then slowly laying my head on his shoulder, looking up at him sleep, I could lay there in his arms forever just watching him sleep. He`s such a tough guy at the arena and in the show, it's so nice to see the teddy bear side of him for awhile now. Although his bad boy character along with the tattoos played into my attraction towards him.
She felt him being to stir next to her and she bit her lower lip, afraid she had awakened him on accident, tracing his tattoos. I was met with his gorgeous blue eyes, and a small smile framing his lips.
I rubbed his cheek-the scruff of his beard tickling me- as I exchanged smiles with him "I'm sorry baby, did I wake you?"
He leaned down, kissing my forehead and pulled me closer to his bare frame "Yes-" he let out a soft yawn and continued with a smile on his face "But I'm glad you did, now I can see how adorable you look waking up in the morning."
I let blush rise in my cheek, looking down at the sheets which surrounded our bodies "Liar" I exclaimed "I look horrible."
I felt his finger lift my chin and was met with his playful eyes "Your right, you do, your hair is a mess." He scrunched up his nose.
I gasped –trying not to laugh, knowing very well he was kidding- and slapped his arm over and over. I could hear him laughing in the background, but I just continued playfully hitting him, that is until I felt myself get pushed on to my back and a smirking Randy Orton looking down at me. He held me wrist above my head and leaned down, his eyes not leaving mine as he whispered "What now?"
I smirked as I leaned up, pressing my lips to his, deepening the kiss, letting my tongue travel into his mouth and play with his. I knew very well I was making him melt and before I knew it, his hands released my wrists making their way down to my bare waist.
I smirked softly against his lips, pushing him on to his back and sitting on top of his waist "Now-"I began with a soft giggle, watching his shocked expression "Your screwed baby."
He smirked with a raised brow "You really think so baby?"
I bit my lower lip afraid of the torture that was ahead of me at the moment, but nodded my head confidently. I was confident, that is until he sat up on the bed, with me still on his waist, he brought my lips to his, kissing me passionately, I felt his hands roaming my body softly. He was killing me, literally. I was to melt and fall right into his arms. I moaned slightly feeling the kiss become fiercer and it was as if my body couldn't control what it was feeling.
I felt him slowly pull away, smirking with that famous smirk of his my way. I blushed slightly, rubbing my hands over his bare chest, not wanting to look him in the eye, as if shyness hit me.
"Don't tell me, my cocky girlfriend has suddenly become shy?" he questioned towards me with playfulness in his voice.
I cleared my throat looking up at him, trying to crack a smile "I am not cocky!" crossing my arms over my chest I continued "That's all you sweetie."
He shook his head and gave a soft chuckle, amused by the situation "Your just mad because you got screwed that time." He rubbed her cheek softly with his finger "Do I have that much of an effect on you, baby?"
I bit my lower lip and softly nodded with a smile "maybe…"
I felt him bring my down against his chest and his lips kiss my head "I guarantee, you have more of an effect on me beautiful." He confessed.
I lifted my head with a smile on my face, looking in his eyes "So-"I began as I outlined his abs with my finger "I think you cracked baby."
Randy threw his head back on the pillow with a loud laugh, and I just smirked waiting for a response. When I didn't receive one I just placed my hands on my hips in shock "I did crack you!"
He stopped laughing but still held a big smile on his face "Yes baby," he kissed my lips softly with a short laugh "Yes you did."
I giggled softly, placing my hand on his cheek, bringing him in for another kiss. I felt as his hands rubbed my sides, heating up the small kiss. He grabbed my hips, laying me down gently on my back, placing himself on top of me. I pulled away from the kiss slightly, remembering a fact he probably forgot as well. "Baby?" I whispered.
"Hmm?" he answered slightly against my lips.
I smirked softly; crossing my arms over the little space I had against my chest "Did you call Vince to let him know when you were due back?"
Randy rubbed the back of his neck, his expression changing as the one of a child who did something wrong. I giggled softly waiting for his response. He just looks down at me with a sigh "I forgot baby."
I smirked shaking my head, not being able to be mad at him; I simply wrapped my arms around his neck "What would you do without me to tell you these things?"
"Eventually remember…" he smirked trying to get her made with his response.
She gasped and let a frown come to her features "Fine…"
He laughed softly and turned my head to face him "Baby," he looked into my eyes and kissed my lips softly "I was kidding, you know that."
He pulled a strand of hair away from my face and smiled "I don't know what I would do without you."
I leaned up kissing his lips once again, this time with more force and passion. I rubbed my hands up and down his chest, feeling his hands wander against my body as well. I felt my fire burning up inside me as his hands roamed higher up my leg. "You didn't get enough last night baby?" he whispered with a small smirk.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, pushing him extremely close to me "Shut up." I crashed my lips against his wanting him to take complete control over me again.
Our passion was however short lived, hearing loud cries coming from the guest bedroom. I groaned as I felt Randy lay his head against my chest and start laughing lightly, I couldn't help but start laughing myself. I shook my head as Randy lifted himself off of me; I wrapped the long bed sheet around my naked frame.
"Oh Randy, Our Gabby has the worst timing." I giggled softly lifting up from the bed.
Randy smirked and took my hand in his rubbing it softly, before I left the room "Our?"
I wanted to mentally kick myself in the head for saying that; I did treat him as Gabby`s father he was the only man there taking care of her, he was her father. In response I just nodded my head with a soft smile. He exchanged smiles with me, and seconds later letting me go to catch up with the crying little girl in the crib.
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