I should have been used to being blown off by Randy, especially since we were in St. Louis.
But it still sucked that I got no answer at all.
And all I said was hey.
So when I got back to my hotel room, freshly showered, fed and ready for bed, I tossed and turned for a good hour or two.
Or three.
It was weird.
Aside from being ignored, which was usual from Randy, I didn't see him all night.
As of late, he'd made a point to pass me in the hall.
With or without Johnny around.
I had to force myself to not think about him any more that night.
Kelly did have a point, dating Randy was a horrible idea.
I grumbled at all the thoughts in my head, no wonder sleeping was out of the question.
My body may be tired, but my head was running rampant.
I shoved my face into the pillow, trying to force myself to sleep.
I was getting nowhere, when there was a knock on my door.
I groaned and got up, answering it.
"Hey." his smooth, deep voice spoke quietly.
I blinked a few times.
This better not be a damn hallucination.
"Long time no see."
His smirk revealed those razor white teeth of his.
"And do you look like hell or what?"
I scoffed.
"I haven't slept in three days. How else am I supposed to look?"
He chuckled and stepped into my hotel room.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, the angry tone that had become usual the past few days starting to settle in my voice.
"Well first off, I heard you've been having an attitude problem lately."
I cocked a brow at his accusation.
"Ted told me."
At least it wasn't Johnny.
I rolled my eyes.
"And where would you expect me to be?" he smirked, sitting on my bed.
"I don't know. At your house?"
I shrugged sarcastically.
He raised both brows.
"Yeah. The house with my ex-wife in it. That sounds like a smart idea."
His own sarcasm seeping into the conversation.
"Well I don't know where you spend you time! What do you want Randy?"
He kept his brows up, making a cat noise.
"Ted wasn't joking huh?"
I was five seconds from losing it.
And he knew it.
"Alright alright." he started, scooting back on the bed.
"You said it yourself. You haven't slept in three days."
"I'm not in the mood for games Randy. I'm really tired and was trying, before you rudely interrupted, to sleep."
"If you're so tired, why not use your 'secret weapon'?"
He tried to hide his smirk as he laid back, arms behind his head, on the pillow.
I know, I was planning on seeing him tonight anyways.
But now he was just being a cocky bastard.
Which always made me flustered, and he knew it.
I was so tired that I was seeing things, flipping out on people, and literally killing myself, yet my pride wouldn't let me crawl into that bed and fall, almost immediately, to sleep.
I'd promised Kelly I wouldn't.
But I had no other choice.
I sighed and took and few steps towards the bed.
I had no choice.
I was risking everything I worked so hard for by not sleeping.
With a sigh, I slipped under the covers next to a wildly grinning Randy.
I got all comfy, and was about to try and fall asleep again, when Randy got up.
"What the hell are you doing now?" I grumbled, not bothering lifting my head from the crook in my arm.
Before he answered, his hands ripped his shirt over his head.
"Oh ok. Why are you taking your clothes off?"
He scoffed.
"I am not sleeping in jeans." he muttered.
"At least turn around."
Randy just laughed at my disgusted tone, but did what I said.
If I wasn't so dirt tired, I would have laughed too.
Because if I was truly disgusted with Randy stripping, then I wouldn't have watched him do it.
Let alone fantasize about his ass and thighs behind his back.
A few seconds later, I forced my face into the crook of my elbow, mentally chastising myself.
I was already breaking my promise to Kelly, I didn't need to put the final nail in my own coffin.
Randy lifted the blanket and hoped in next to me.
"See anything you like?"
The arrogance seeped out of every word of his.
Instantly I looked up at him, arms folded behind his head like before, jaw dropped and brows furrowed.
"No!" I scoffed, trying so hard to keep from giving anything away.
He chuckled.
"Oh ok."
And he seemed far from convinced.
His smirk got wider the redder my face got.
"Shut up." I muttered, scowling at him and turning over the face the other direction.
He let out another chuckle, but hit the light and left it at that.
Within moments I was sound asleep.
Finally.
