Chapter Twenty-One
Roman slides his arm around Bayley's waist from behind when they reach their hotel room door. Leaning down, he kisses the side of her neck. He smiles when Bayley giggles and tightens his grip around her. As Bayley digs through her bag, Roman kisses her neck once again.
"You aren't making this easy," Bayley mutters.
Roman chuckles. "No?" He tugs her back against him, letting her feel his bulge against her lower back. "How 'bout now?" This woman is driving him crazy. He can't believe how turned on he is right now.
"Roman…" She finally finds the key to the room. "Can you at least wait until we get into the room?"
"What fun is that?" He turns her around and smiles down at her. "Something tells me you don't want to wait either."
She licks her lips as she rests a hand on his chest. "And you only have yourself to blame for that." She lifts up onto his tip toes and kisses Roman. She slides her arm around his neck, whimpering when he lifts her off her feet with ease. He pulls the key front her free hand and reaches behind her to unlock the door.
He barely manages to get their bags pushed into the room before slamming the door behind them. Bayley wraps her legs around him as he makes his way toward the bed. It doesn't take them long to strip out of their clothes. If Roman had it his way, he would have simply torn Bayley's clothes off. Lucky for him, Bayley was being the sensible one. He moves them to the middle of the bed, grabbing a condom from the nightstand as he goes.
Bayley gasps as he pushes into her slowly. Roman turns his head and kisses her softly. He slides her left arm over her head and links their fingers together. With her free hand, Bayley slides her hand up Roman's back. She curls her fingers, digging her nails lightly into his back as he moves a bit faster.
"I love you, Roman," she says.
"I love you too, Bayley." He kisses her again. "Love you so much."
She arches up against him, practically begging him for more. This man is definitely everything she could ever want. He knows exactly how to make her feel everything imaginable. She slides her hand up, curling her fingers into his hair. "Oh yes."
"Let go, Baby."
She whimpers at the soft command. She pushes up against him as she reaches her release. "Roman…"
He covers her mouth once again as he thrusts in one last time before he reaches his own release. He lets go of her other hand, not surprised when she wraps her arms around him. He slips out of her but never breaks their kiss.
Bayley watches Roman as he gets his things ready to head to the arena. "Where do you wanna get married?" she asks.
Roman glances over as he lifts his bag onto the bed. "Wherever you want to."
"Roman, that doesn't help me."
"Well, I don't know what you want me to say. If you want to get married out in San Jose, then we'll go there. If you want to get married in Pensacola, then we'll go there. If you want to get married in Orlando, we'll go there. If you want to go somewhere else to married, that's what we'll do." He zips his bag. "Tell you what, during the down time tonight, we'll sit and start talking about it all. What do you think?"
She nods. "Okay. I want to do this together."
"So do I."
"And I don't want something super big. I know you have a big family. But that's different. I don't want something that neither of us can afford. I want something simple. But not like boring simple."
He grins. "We'll figure it all out." He leans over and kisses her. "You ready?"
She nods as she climbs off the bed. "I'm ready." She slips into her shoes before taking her bag. She isn't surprised by the look Roman gives her. "You have your own bags."
"Stubborn woman."
"And don't you forget it." She leans up and gives him a quick kiss. "But you love me anyways."
"And don't you forget it." He winks at her. "Come on."
Bayley sits down beside Roman once they arrive at catering. She pulls her tablet out of her purse, setting it on the table. Roman watches as she opens the case. He loves how excited she is about the wedding planning. It makes him that much more excited about it.
"So what are you thinking?" he asks. "Any ideas?"
She looks at him. "What would you think about doing a destination wedding?"
He nods. "I'd be good with that. I think it may work better that way seen as we're from two different places. That way whoever we invite would have to travel."
She laughs softly. "You're so weird." She pulls up a site that she had been looking at earlier. "What about here?" She turns the tablet so Roman can see what she's looking at.
"Tutuila." He looks at her quickly. "American Samoa?"
She nods slowly. "It was just a thought." She shrugs. "We don't…" She squeaks when Roman covers her mouth with his own, cutting her off mid-sentence. Reaching up, she rests her hand on his cheek.
"Get a room," Dean says plopping down across from them.
Roman pulls back and clears his throat. "Sorry," he says. He smiles at Bayley. "No, I'm really not sorry." He leans over, kissing her once again; only this time he does so softly. "I think that's a great idea."
Bayley blushes slightly. "Yeah?"
He nods. "Absolutely."
"What are you two talking about?" Emma asks as she takes a seat beside Dean.
"The wedding," Bayley answers. "We're just getting started, so don't go freaking out."
"Like I would do that. So where are you getting married? Seen as you're from two different places."
Roman nods. "That's something we were in the middle of talking about," he says. "I think right now we're gonna stay quiet on that. At least until we make sure we can do what we want."
Bayley smiles at him. "Yeah, I think that's a good idea. But you two will be the first to know."
"Looking forward to it," Dean says with a smile.
Bayley slides her arm through Roman's and rests her cheek on his bicep. She can't believe they're actually getting started with the planning. Every little girl dreams of her wedding, but now Bayley actually gets to plan hers. She can't help but smile as she thinks about everything they'll be figuring out. Her dream wedding is actually going to happen. She just never thought it would happen with someone as perfect as Roman.