"John, John, you need to wake up," I said, shaking him slightly. His eyes fluttered, but didn't open. He was supposed to leave for Los Angeles today for publicity reasons, but he couldn't get there if he was sleeping. I would spend some time here with Randy for some days in this luxurious hotel. I've never been to LA so I couldn't wait to get there. "John!"

He groaned and opened one eye. "Five more minutes."

"No, it's already ten! You need to get up, take a shower, and pick up your clothes. They're all over the floor! I almost tripped earlier," I growled, almost tripping again on John's boxers. "Geez, sleep naked last night?" He didn't answer so I rolled my eyes, directing myself to the couch. Randy was sitting there eating his breakfast he called up earlier.

"Is he up?" he asked after putting his glass of orange juice down.

"Not quite," I answered, stealing his last piece of bacon.

"Hey!"

"How does it feel? Huh?" Randy just glared at me as I challenged him to do something. He picked up his fork and continued to eat. I heard the shower start up, so I hoped John was actually showering. "I have some errands to run today, so I can get most of it done soon."

Randy nodded and finished off his juice. I made myself just a bit more comfortable on the couch. I ate breakfast about ten minutes after I woke up, so I was full. I went through the check list in my head to see what I had to do.

#1: get an outfit to wear at John's match.
#2: go to Victoria's secret.
#3: get a present for Randy and John.
#4: get a dress for Hall of Fame induction ceremony.
#5: go on a date with Randy.

Randy's birthday was in three days! Torrie and I were talking about it on SmackDown and she wanted to see me come out of a cake for him. Of course, Randy would like that. I guess I could do that for him...
John came out of the bathroom all dressed and ready to go, but still had water droplets running down his neck and forehead. Plus he had to pick up his clothes. I got off the couch and went back to the bedroom. He picked up a much wrinkled shirt, then shorts, then some socks, stopping to look at me. I shook my head smiling and helped pick some up too. I folded a shirt when John asked me a very serious question.

"Are you going to do anything with Randy while I'm gone?" he asked quietly.

"What are you talking about? Do what?"

"Get carried away? Maybe do something more after the date with him?"

"John...I am going out on a date, but I won't get carried away. I'm still waiting you know," I whispered to him so Randy couldn't hear. And that was the truth. I wouldn't do anything with either of them until the time seemed right, and with who seemed right. Plus I had three guys to choose from. Dave the Sweetheart. John the Joker. Randy the...Sexy? It was hard to decide who would be best! I shook my head again to get those thoughts out and went back to folding the shirt. I helped with the rest then plopped down on the bed. John sat down next to me and put his arm around my shoulder.

"I don't want to be...controlling or selfish, but I want you all to myself. Look, promise me you won't sleep with him and I'll let you go on tons of dates with him."

First I looked at him weird then said, "Well, you are being selfish, but still, I promise, okay?" I hugged him to seal the deal. I smiled then walked back to the couch where Randy was watching tv. John followed me with his suitcase and backpack.

He kissed me goodbye and shouted bye to Randy. Closing the door, he waved. Then I turned to Randy, "You going to drive?"

"Yeah, we're leaving at noon, right?" he asked turning away from the tv.

"Yes, then we'll go on that date. How does that sound?" I sat next to him, only to be pulled onto his lap.

"You got that right."

It took about ten minutes for me to get dressed and I still had about half an hour to wait. I flicked through the channels and found Law and Order: SVU so I watched the rest of it.

"You ready?" he asked slapping my leg gently.

"Uh huh, let's go." We left in Randy's rental hummer and went to the mall. It was about twenty minutes away, so we kept ourselves occupied by talking. We had the movie, but where to eat...?

"How about Olive Garden?" I suggested, but Randy said otherwise.

"Nah, Bertucci's. They have good pizza." He opened his door about to get out but I stopped him.

"If you want good pizza we could just go to Domino's. I love the crust and the garlic on the side is always good."

"Garlic? Then we'll go to Olive Garden."

"AH! We'll go to Bertucci's!" I sighed, frustrated. I also opened my door. Randy shrugged and got out. He took my hand and we walked into the mall. Randy fixed his hat and sunglasses. I had glasses that I put on before leaving to go out.

"I hope no one recognizes me," Randy said. I just smiled at him thinking he just may have jinxed himself. "So what do you need?"

"I need to get an outfit for John's match, also to stop by Victoria's secret," I looked at him slyly and he grinned. "Plus a dress for the Induction ceremony. John's present too."

"What about me?"

"You'll see!" Victoria's Secret was close by, so I pulled Randy into it. "You can choose your favorite."

"Really?" he asked incredulously. I nodded and he had a field day. He picked three; a black lace-lined bra and panties, a pink non-underwire bra with matching panties as well, and a special piece of lingerie "just for him" consisting of a white corset, thong, and thigh highs.

He even paid for them when I told him I'd do it. "No way. You never let me choose your lingerie. I'll handle it."

"Okay then, next I need that outfit."

"Frederick's, they always have stuff like that." Randy led me to a shop that was quite...interesting. Sure enough, there was plenty of clothing on the racks. Most seemed more suited to clubwear, but I did find something – something that caught Randy's eye, anyway.

"You need to get this, sweets," he gushed, holding up a ruched red velvet dress that had one strap and came down mid-thigh.

"Alright, I'll try it on." Without a doubt, I looked damn good. I bought it after kicking Randy.

"I got this one," I told him. We left the store and I asked, "Are you hungry?"

"A little. But if we eat, I pay," he said.

"Fine, I'm not eating." Randy shrugged and continued walking until we hit DEB's. Thank god it was prom season too. I found a floor length gold dress, strapless, that was slightly pleated. My jaw dropped, as well as Randy's.

"You better try this on."

Those words were enough. I found the right size and walked into a large fitting room. He waited patiently on a bench as I pulled my clothes off, in a dressing room, and slipped the dress up. I couldn't get the zipper in the back, so I held the front as I opened the door to Randy.

"Can you zip it?" I asked, turning my back to him. Over my shoulder, I saw him looking me up and down. He snapped out of his trance to zip it up. Perfect fit. He spun me around and I giggled.

"You look really beautiful in it," he commented, pulling me to him in a hug. He gently kissed my exposed neck and pulled away. I changed back into my clothes, but in the middle of putting my shirt on, Randy said, "I heard what you and John were talking about."

"Really?" I pulled my shirt down and stepped out of the stall. He nodded with a sad look in his eyes. "I'm sorry Randy." And I meant it. But what should I be sorry for? It's my body, my temple as other people say. Why should he of all people be granted entrance? I pushed those thoughts away as Randy spoke.

"No need to be sorry, I mean you said you wouldn't sleep with anyone. Doesn't mean you can't mess around." I grabbed the dress and my stuff and walked out, Randy behind me. "I pay."

"No, no. I pay. My dress." I put the dress on the counter and the lady rang it up.

"Are you Evelyn?" the lady behind my asked. She had a little boy with her, presumably her son.

"Yes, I am," I answered.

She smiled and said, "My son is a big fan, what do you want to ask her?" He seemed really intimidated to be near me, or maybe he was shy. Yeah, that's it.

"Hi, what's your name?" I asked, bending over to be level with him.

"Aaron. Um, May I have your au-to-graph?" he asked, sounding it out. He was so cute!

"Sure, Aaron," I turned back to the counter. "Do you have any paper?" The cashier nodded and handed me a piece of blank paper.

I signed it and before giving it to him, I asked, "Do you like Randy Orton too?" He nodded frantically.

"You had to give me up, huh?" Randy took his shades off and smiled at Aaron. Aaron smiled back, but like times 10. Randy signed the paper too and gave it to him.

"I have my camera, can I take a picture?" the mother asked. We nodded as Randy put Aaron on his shoulder and I held his hand. He seemed like a thousand watt light bulb now. After she took the picture, Randy put him down and he came to me for a hug.

"Nice to meet you Aaron!" We waved as he disappeared out the door.

Still at the mall, I couldn't find anything for John, and he had about thirty watches, hundreds of throwbacks, and other things too. I didn't know what to get him, so I could try to pitch in for their birthday party after Wrestlemania. Okay, Torrie, you win...

"I don't remember where you parked," I said as we walked out of the store.

"I do." He led me to where the lamp post was and sure enough, his hummer was there.

"Oh yeah, right behind a huge truck...now I remember!" Randy just rolled his eyes and got in. I did the same, throwing my bags in the back. I looked at Randy and he was just staring at me. "What?"

"I was thinking, maybe we could date in secret. I mean, you aren't exactly Dave's girlfriend or anything...so why not go out with me? I did try to get your attention before."

I just stared at Randy. I always thought I would end up with Mr. Sexy himself, but I knew John would be very upset. His friendship means a lot to me. So does Randy's but I've always had that feeling in the pit of my stomach that I'd be with Randy. I just didn't know why.

"How about you take me on that date, and then I'll decide." He nodded and gently kissed my lips. We buckled up and left the mall. The clock said two, so we still had a bit to relax.

"Back to the hotel?"

"Wow, you're a mind reader!" I exclaimed. Randy laughed and I added, "Maybe I can show off my wonderful clothes?" He nodded with an eyebrow raised, thinking of how that would go.

"Back to the hotel it is," he said.

At the hotel, we just sat in the hummer for a bit, joking about what would happen after Wrestlemania at the party. It reminded me I had to talk to Torrie. We walked into the hotel, then the elevator, then our room. "I'll relax on the bed while you try those on," Randy told me, jumping onto the bed on his stomach.

"What, you don't want to help me get dressed?" I asked sarcastically. His head popped up and his expression was 'seriously?' I laughed and went to the bathroom. I changed into the pink panties and bra. I walked out and modeled for Randy, and he sat up pretty quick. He smirked.

"Man, you should wear that more often," he suggested. I stuck my tongue out at him and went back in. Then I tried on the black one and it looked cute. I opened the door again, and Randy was standing closer to the door. I knew where this will end up. "That one looks good." I shook my head smiling then went back in for the sexy one. This was to be on under the dress. Then a thought struck me. I could wear that and be somewhat of a stripper! For Randy and John of course...maybe Dave too...? I put it on and opened the door again. Now he was leaning against the door frame. "Very sexy."

"I may use this more often than I thought," I said being seductive. Randy smirked checking me out. "Like what you see?" I spun around slowly and sexily.

"You know," he said, taking my waist and pulling me closer, "it seems you like to tease the poor guy that has to keep you out of bed. Or do you just want to force that poor guy to throw you over his shoulder and get you on the bed?" I actually had to think about what to say, so I traced his jaw line with my finger to his lips.

Carefully, I whispered, "I try not to. But, you are the birthday boy, so I thought I'd model for you. Look sexy for you." He pulled me even closer and pressed his wonderful lips against mine. His hands went to my butt as his tongue made its way into my mouth. I mirrored him by gripping his ass and fighting his tongue. Randy groaned when I tried to pull away. The lust in his every move kept me in his vice grip. After the third try, I got away. I smiled and ran into the bathroom, closing the door before he could get his foot in. "I need one more thing to try on!" I said through the door. I slipped the outfit on and looked in the mirror.

"Smokin," Randy said. I laughed and changed into comfier clothes. I jumped on the bed like Randy did. Then I felt Randy lying on top of me. I just laid there, I was tired. He whispered in my ear, "Movie and Dinner." I groaned and got him off me.

We went to the movie first, which was halfway decent. At the mushy parts, Randy and I kissed. We held hands through it too. After that, we went to Bertucci's, and Randy was right. Their pizza is good. No one bothered us as we ate, but some kids came afterwards with their kiddy menus. It was cute. We left and made our way back to the hotel. That night, I slept in Randy's arms, drifting to sleep by listening to the rhythm of his heartbeat...

...But I woke up to Randy on top of me. I wasn't complaining, but still. I guess he felt me wake up so he gently kissed my neck and whispered "Morning," in my ear.

"Good morning, now can you please get off me?" Randy just moved around a bit, shaking his head no in the crook of my neck.

"Not unless I get a kiss," he whispered again, kissing my neck. I groaned with the thought of it so early in the morning. Today is going to be wonderful.

"Fine." He picked up his head and looked into my eyes. His eyes weren't as blue as John's, but they did have a hypnotizing effect. I leaned in and kissed him gently. I pulled away, only to have Randy kiss me, again and again. I ran my hand up his back as he kissed harder, more lustfully, passionately. At that rate, we'd never stop. The caress of his tongue on mine, the feeling of his hand rubbing my thigh, the other on my back, kissing me with all the passion that must have been saved up for this moment. We broke away just staring at each other. Randy got off and walked to the bathroom whilst I stayed in bed thinking. Wow.

We were going to leave for Los Angeles in about half an hour. Randy took his quick shower, as did I after him, then I dressed in a simple RKO shirt and jeans. I was too lazy to do anything with my hair, so I just put it up. I kept stifling yawns so I don't just accidentally fall on the bed and not get up. You know? Waking up at 5 in the morning was never a strong point of mine. I packed the loose clothes up in my suitcase and threw my book and wordlife visor in my backpack. Randy was on his cell phone talking to John.

"Hey, John wants to talk to you." I took the phone and was greeted with John's heavy breathing.

"Hey John, how are you holding up?"

*Fine, guess what I just heard?*

"Um...you weren't allowed on the set of Hairspray?"

*Ha, funny. But no, although I tried. (I giggled at that and Randy looked at me weird) I heard that someone's doing something for my birthday.*

"Who?"

*You! Geez...do I need to spell it out? I hope it's something good.* That's where I thought to myself how did he know?

"Did Randy tell you?"

*Yep. Can't wait.*

"We need to leave now honey bunny, but we'll see you soon. Okay?"

*Yeah, I guess.*

"Okay! Bye!"

*Bye.*

On the plane, I was reading the book and Randy was sleeping. There were some girls sitting on the other side just drooling over how cute he was when he was asleep. I just glared at them and they backed off. Then Randy shifted in his seat and put his head on my shoulder, which made the girls glare at me. I just smirked and kissed his forehead which got them angry. I continued reading for hours. I was comfy too, I had Randy's head as a pillow and I had a good book; ah, it was heaven. When I finished, which was about an hour before we landed, Randy was up and we were talking.

"Since it's Los Angeles and probably warm, want to go to the club? You, me, John, Dave and some others?" he asked, taking my hand and holding it.

"Hm...sounds like a plan. But I need to talk to Torrie about something first." He just cocked his head to the side looking at me weird. "And I'm not telling you why."

"Why not?"

"It's a secret," I grinned, winking at him. We landed after a bit and John was waiting for us, along with Dave.

"Dave!" I squealed, jumping on the poor guy. He caught me and spun me around. I hugged him hard and kissed his cheek.

"Oh, so you run to him and totally pass me?" John asked sarcastically. I smiled then ran and jumped him. "I missed you."

"I missed you too Johnny boy." We left to get our luggage and then I got a ride with Dave to the hotel, where we hung out in the lobby.

~John's POV~
"So, you didn't do anything with her, did you?" I asked Randy in the car on our way to the hotel.

"What? Oh, yeah, she was amazing man. Too bad you weren't there." Randy laughed and added, "No, we didn't, she told me what you two talked about and we promised we wouldn't do anything."

"That's good."