Chapter 25

"Shower with me." Randy murmured in her ear.

This wasn't just HIS night; it was THEIR night.

Turning down David would be one hell of an insult on this night of all nights. They could afford to be generous since tomorrow the game was on. That and Randy preferred to know where his enemies were.

She couldn't turn that offer down if she tried, knowing it wouldn't exactly by the romantic setting she had in mind, but then again, anytime with Randy was fine with her. They would go out and have a few drinks with the guys; she didn't mind that, knowing Randy wasn't dumb enough to get sloshed since he had a title defense against Paul the following night. They walked back inside Evolution's locker room and Randy grabbed his bag before pulling Jaina with him into the shower, kissing her passionately. This kiss was different; it wasn't just lustful; it was full of love and feeling. Her fingers delved in his black hair, squeezing it as her back met the wall, moaning uncontrollably, hands running up and down his sweaty chest and arms, nails barely grazing flesh.

They didn't have a lot of time, he knew that. If they were in here too long, no doubt Paul would burst in saying he had to take a piss or something, the guy was just that big of an irritating prick. He adjusted the sprays and slid out of his boots and trunks, not minding being nude in front of her, not like she hadn't seen it all before anyway.

Jaina slipped out of her outfit as well, wearing just a pair of black panties underneath, and slid them off as well as her heels. She looked in the mirror and proceeded to take the clip out along with the bobby pins, working as quickly as she could, wondering just how much hairspray Tiffany put in her hair. Sighing, she finally joined Randy in the shower, running her hands up his back and smiled when he turned around to face her, honey blonde locks curled and framing her face, hanging down her back to her shoulders. A soft moan escaped her when he kissed her, this being the first time she'd ever been naked in front of him. She felt the sprays flow over her as she broke the kiss to lean her head back, sighing in contentment. It felt great removing the hairspray from her hair and the feeling of Randy's hands caressing her purely sensational.

If they had more time, Randy would have been visually inspecting her body, take his own sweet time and just explore every inch that was now there for his viewing pleasure. Oh the bittersweet irony. Groaning, he willed his erection back to its normal, not standing at attention state and ran his hands up her arms, shoulders to her hair, caressing her scalp, massaging the gunk they'd used to hold it in place out.

This was purgatory.

Heaven would be when they finally made love, keeping her eyes closed as Randy washed her hair and rinsed it out. She then put conditioner in it, lathering it up while Randy washed his own hair, helping him after she was finishing conditioning her own. She loved the feeling of his hair between her fingers, sighing in contentment. Kissing his chest while his eyes closed, Jaina knew he was fully enjoying what was happening and trying like hell to keep from becoming fully aroused. While he washed the shampoo out of his hair, Jaina pressed soft kisses to his upper chest, arms, neck, finally pulling back breathing heavily.

"Sorry, I'm getting carried away." Jaina smiled when he moved her under the sprays and rinsed the conditioner out; their bodies clean from washing their hair. "Finish up." She murmured against his lips, kissing him softly and stepped out, wrapping a towel around her body, using another to dry her hair.

As soon as she was out of the shower, Randy instantly turned the sprays onto cold. He was fighting down every impulse to grab her, pin her to the wall, and take her right then and there. But that was NOT how he wanted their first time together to be, not a damn quickie in the arena shower. He wanted a bed and preferably a few days. Groaning, Randy hurried his ass up, not enjoying his cold shower at all.

By the time he stepped out, Jaina was dressed in her outfit with the heels, brushing her hair out, knowing Randy wouldn't mind her using his since hers was back at the hotel. She cleaned it out when she was finished and set it on the counter just as he stepped out, swallowing hard. "I'm going down to Janet and Tiffany's to get my hair redone and makeup." She began walking out and felt Randy grab her, pulling her against his body, their lips meeting in a hot, demanding kiss that left her breathless. "I can't go out tonight looking like this, honey..."

The fact that Randy owned a hair brush was a bit odd since his hair was so short and he used just a comb. Therefore, she was welcome to it and he grinned, loving how she had made herself comfortable with his things. It implied an intimacy they would soon -hopefully- be sharing. "You could go out in a sack and still look beautiful."

Jaina rolled her eyes playfully at him and kissed him softly again, just as they heard rapping on the door, sighing heavily. "Get dressed; I'll meet you out there." She rubbed her nose against his gently, knowing the guys weren't stupid enough to mess with her and walked out of the bathroom with wet hair that went to the middle of her back, no makeup on.

"Now even though you look beautiful without it, we figured you'd need a little tuning up to go out with the champ tonight."

"You two are my lifesavers." She hugged the girls while the men just stared at them.

"Now come on, we don't have time and we have to change your outfit!"

"Again?"

"Please honey, you can't go out in that getup, especially after that celebration you and Orton had." Tiffany winked, causing Jaina to blush. "We'll return her boys."

Janet grinned, both of them dragging Jaina out of the locker room.

"So, you and Jaina?" Paul asked conversationally once the women were gone, leaning in the now open doorway, watching as Randy fastened up his dress shirt.

"Yep, me and Jai." Randy didn't even look at him, leaning forward to study his face, before combing his hair, eyes moving to his belt which rested on top of his duffel bag.

Miracles never ceased to amaze Paul.

~!~

"This is so...simple."

"I know, but we thought you could pull it off."

"She definitely can."

"No more hairspray, just curl the ends." Jaina requested, looking in the mirror, smoothing the dress down her sides and thighs. It was a simple wine colored dress that had thick straps, sleeveless, and had a V shaped neckline. It went two inches above the knee and only showed off a little bit of cleavage, but still left plenty to the imagination. She looked like a woman, not a slut, and it did her heart good as she kept the heels. Her makeup was black eyeliner and clear gloss with foundation and more salve to hide the bruise caused by Paul's backhand. His nose was black and blue, so they were even as far as she was concerned. "Thanks ladies." She walked away after they were finished and headed back to Evolution's locker room, not believing how conservative she looked compared to her other outfits.

She couldn't wait to get the celebration underway.

Randy had dressed in blue jeans and a black dress shirt that he hadn't bothered tucking in. It was his night and he was dressing comfortably. His blue eyes instantly took Jaina in, loving her new look. She had always looked beautiful to him, but at the same time, had bordered on positively indecent, which he knew wasn't by her choice. This look suited her, she looked classy.

"You are stunning." He murmured crossing over to her.

"I feel strange, in a good way." She said, not only smiling because she had too, but because she WANTED too. "You look like a champion." She stated after giving him an approving once over. "And a handsome champion at that." Jaina smiled and took his extended hand, lacing their fingers together, kissing him softly before gently pulling away. "Come on." She wanted to get the celebration underway, blue eyes full of promises for later on, knowing they wouldn't be getting much sleep tonight after drinking with Evolution and then going back to the suite to have their own private one.

For once in her life, Jaina felt like everything was falling into place.

"Yeah come on, we have a heavy night of celebrating ahead of us." David laughed, moving in between them and draped an arm around them both, hugging them into him. "You look ravishing as usual, Jai." He snorted when Randy shot him a look. "I know, she's with you, champ. Can't I look?"

"I'd rather you didn't."

"Just because he can touch me, doesn't mean you can, Bautista. Off now." She ordered gravely, stepping away from him, looking absolutely disgusted.

Maybe going out with them wasn't a good idea; who knew what else Paul had up his sleeve? She walked ahead of them, carrying her rental car keys and purse, having hid them well in Randy's bag and took his hand when they were getting ready to exit. Fans were there as usual, begging for their autographs. They weren't going to be apart of Evolution after tomorrow night so they proceeded to sign a few autographs, something they rarely did.

"RKO! RKO!"

Jaina beamed proudly, along with Randy as they headed for the rental car, telling the guys they'd follow. 'I really don't want to do this.' She thought with a gentle sigh, knowing she had no choice. It was Randy's night and she had to be there to celebrate with him.

"If we don't go Jai, they're going to know something is up. One more night is all we have to get through." Randy said once they were in the car, their things in the trunk. He stared at her for a moment, lighting up one of his menthol cigarettes and cracked the window, sighing. "I'll be there." He assured her, knowing she was paranoid when it came to Paul, not that he blamed her.

He was too.

"I know...let's just have a few drinks, don't let them keep buying you shots, Randy. You have a title match tomorrow night against Paul; he's doing this on purpose." She touched her cheek as if in memory, that backhand making it sting every time she thought about it. "You're right, let's get through tonight and then it's us from here on out." She beamed, deciding to drive since he looked exhausted, and she didn't blame him. Brock had put up a hell of a fight, like she thought he would and started the ignition, turning to stare at him. "I love you, Randy." She wasn't afraid anymore. Jaina didn't show any fear or hesitation when those words came out of her mouth and smiled when Randy leaned over to brush his lips against hers. "The real celebration will happen once we're back in our suite."

She was out to kill him. Of course he wasn't going to let Paul buy him shot after shot, not this time. Last time he had drank them because of the incident with Jaina, wondering what her problem had been and tried drowning it in a glass. Bad, bad idea.

"I love you too." He murmured, sinking back in his seat to finish his cigarette.

Lacing their fingers together, Jaina drove behind Evolution's limo, wondering where they were going. They pulled over about ten minutes later to a local bar and Jaina looked back at Randy, both of them having the same expression on their faces. This definitely was a plan to try to get Randy bombed so he wasn't one hundred percent tomorrow night.

"I won't be drinking." She stated after getting out of the rental, locking it, keeping her purse firmly at her side, while her arm was linked through Randy's. "I'm the designated driver." She winked when he groaned, giggling. "Not to mention you are the champion."

"Watch me knock Paul's world out of orbit." Randy said with a devious smirk, the smirk changing into a charming smile as they joined up with the rest of Evolution.

"Nothing too heavy for me." Ric said jokingly, patting his heart. "This old man can't handle his drinks anymore."

"Afraid you might do something crazy?"

"I would put you to shame, boy."

"Maybe we'll all get a little crazy tonight, eh Orton?"

Jaina bit back a snort as she kept her mouth shut, just following the men inside, smiling up at Randy as he guided her to a table. "Just 7up for me." She said to the waitress once she came over, the place being a bar/restaurant type of deal, leaning against Randy as his arm wrapped around her shoulders, keeping that smile on her face. "I'm designated driver." She explained, not really hungry for food, but something else and he was sitting next to her.

"Why don't you have something to eat? Aren't you hungry?" Randy asked, staring down at her, and then looked at the waitress, frowning when Paul ordered a round of shots. "I'll just have a beer." He said with another flash of his charming smile.

"Pussy."

"One shot?"

"Nah, not in the mood for a hangover."

"I'll have the spaghetti dinner, extra sauce, thanks." She ordered with a smile, looking over at Randy and sipped her 7up while crossing one leg over the other. Normally most women would say they couldn't believe what happened, but this was three weeks of planning, of scheming, and it was all going to come to a head in less than twenty four hours. Granted, they'd be on the run and have to duck and dodge for awhile, but it would be worth it.

Keeping clear of them shots wasn't easy, especially when David started in on something Randy wasn't entirely sure he understood. Apparently he wasn't the only one because Ric was looking fairly confused as well. "How bout a game of pool, Naitch?" He suggested, grinning when the older man nodded, and looked at Jaina. "You play?"

"Are you kidding? I love pool."

She slid out of the booth and walked over to the pool table, knowing it looked awkward with a woman that had a wine color dress on, but she was pulling it off. Chalking her cue stick up, Ric allowed Randy to break while she sat there watching her man, a smile that lit up the room on her face. She would play the winner, bringing her drink and purse with her, not trusting Paul and David at all.

"Paranoid little bitch isn't she?" Paul snorted, watching as she took both drink and purse, shaking his head. He knocked back another shot, his nose killing him, and could not wait until tomorrow night. He had every intention of breaking that bitch in two.

"She has every reason to be." David chuckled darkly.

Oh, what Paul didn't know was he was going to be the one broken, not the other way around. Randy ended up beating Ric, who rejoined Paul and David at the table before she racked the balls expertly. She was a pool player in her early years, before joining the WWE, working at a bar would do that to a person.

"Go ahead and break, champ." She winked and watched as he did so, nodding when he sunk two balls in, one stripe, one solid. "Call it." She smiled when he gave her solids, her favorite and watched him sink two more in, before taking over. She ended up sinking four before finally scratching, cursing under her breath. "Damn!"

"You sound disappointed and you only sunk four fucking balls." Randy shook his head with a snort, rolling his eyes when she pouted. "Women..." He was in trouble and knew it. He liked pool, but it wasn't his best game. Smirking, Randy bent over to take his shot. "You know...we should have a wrestling competition, holds only, Jai." He winked at her before sinking a stripe.