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Chapter Thirty-four: 'Summerslam'
Cheryl, Dave, Alison and Mike walked into the backstage area of the Lexington Sports Arena, all grinning from ear to ear.
Tonight was going to be fantastic. Sam and John were finally together, the diva would be winning her first Women's Championship, and there was Cheryl's prank on Dave to look forwards to.
The six people milled around the doors for a few minutes, arranging to meet by Rhodes' office when they were all ready.
Alison then departed to her office and the other five broke away from their little group.
As Sam hugged John good-bye, she whispered in his ear. "Will you help Mike keep Dave distracted while y'all get ready?"
"Sure thing, babe, but what'cha up to?" asked the WWE Champion.
"You'll see soon enough," she replied with a wink as she leaned into kiss him.
The couple embraced passionately, which was greeted by cheers and wolf whistles – mostly from Dave- before they headed off to their respective locker rooms.
As the two divas made their way to the women's only area, Cheryl couldn't help but bounce up and down in excitement.
"So, did you bring the pics with you?" she asked.
Sam grinned and nodded. "Sure did, they're in my bag."
"Excellent. Well, we'll get ready and then put them up," replied the red head.
Cheryl went to take a shower- Sam not needing one, as she'd taken one at the hotel- whilst the blonde began to change into her wrestling gear.
The diva took out her clothes for the party and hung them in her stall, then pulled out her wrestling gear.
As she'd be winning the title later that night and as 'Summerslam' was such a big event, Sam had gone all out with her attire.
The blonde was going to wear black PVC hot pants with a studded belt and a semi-transparent blue army print T-Shirt that showed her black bra underneath. She teamed it with some fingerless gloves that ran up to her elbows and were tied with lace. As well as some kneepads, elbow pads and her black cowboy boots to complete the look.
When Sam was finally ready, she pulled out the roll of pictures just as Cheryl was returning from the showers.
The older woman had also changed and was now wearing a black all in one leather cat suit, which had a large logo of a glittery cherry on the back.
She looked fantastic with her red locks styled perfectly straight and shimmering make-up on.
"Well look at you girlie," cooed Cheryl as she approached Sam. "You look like a million bucks."
The blonde blushed and giggled. "Thanks, I was just thinking the same about you. You look amazing."
"Cheers. Is this what you're wearing tonight?" asked the Women's Champion, pointing to the clothes hanging in the other diva's locker.
Sam smiled and nodded. "Yeah. What about you?"
"I decided I'm gonna wear that black lace dress I brought a few weeks back," replied the older woman. "Oh, by the way, have you got some shoes I can borrow? I accidentally left mine at home."
"Sure, I'll find you some out when we get back to the house," answered the blonde.
"Well, let's go put these pics up," giggled Cheryl.
"Ok," replied Sam, picking up the roll of print offs.
Cheryl grabbed some blue-tack from her bag, and then the two women headed out of the locker room.
In total, there were twenty large pictures of Batista dressed as a woman.
Barely containing their laughter, Cheryl and Sam began to hang them in prominent spots around the back stage area.
A few crewmembers came to look at what the two divas were doing and fell about in hysterics when they saw the pictures of Dave Batista -a man known for his immense size and toughness- wearing a red dress, matching lipstick, a long dark wig and high heels.
"Oh my god!" exclaimed Brett. "Where on earth did you get those?"
"A woman never reveals her tricks," replied Cheryl facetiously.
"Right, do you want me to go and get him now?" asked Sam.
"Yeah, make out like you're looking for John, and then ask Dave and Mike to come with you. Just remember to keep a straight face," replied the red head.
The younger woman nodded and composed herself before heading to the men's locker room.
Sam pushed open the doors to find John, Mike, Dave, Hunter, Ric, Randy and Undertaker chatting.
The diva settled on the couch next to Cena and kissed him on the cheek.
Undertaker looked perplexed, Hunter and Ric smirked and Orton looked as though he couldn't care less.
"Damn, babe, you look hot," grinned the WWE Champion as his girlfriend sat down.
"Thanks, you look pretty good yourself," replied the blonde.
The truth was the brown haired man's aftershave was already driving Sam wild and he looked gorgeous dressed in his three quarter length black jeans and hockey tank top.
Even the gleaming WWE Championship looked sexy draped around his waist.
How ironic, thought Sam. A few moths ago I hated that damn belt.
"Do y'all wanna head outside and wait for the pay per view to start?" she asked.
Everyone agreed and got to their feet. Sam led the way with John at her side, the diva making sure that Dave was just behind them.
As the gathering of wrestlers stepped into the back stage area, they saw a large group of people crowded around the soda vending machine.
"What's going on there?" asked Hunter.
"I dunno," shrugged Sam. "But Cheryl is down there with them. Why don't you go and see Dave?"
The World Heavy Weight Champion strode threw the crowd towards his wife, the others following behind him.
As Batista reached the vending machine, his eyes widened in shock.
Everyone burst out laughing as they took in the image in front of them.
"Looking good, Champ," Hunter called, clutching his side from laughing so hard.
For a minute, Dave looked as though he was about to lose his temper and flip out, but then his face broke into a broad grin and he began to laugh.
"Damn, woman, you've got me good there," he guffawed, pulling Cheryl into a playful headlock.
Then he looked around to see more of the same pictures hanging everywhere, realizing that everyone in the company was bound to see them.
"And you," Dave went on, turning to Sam and hitting her playfully on the arm. "You were in on it the whole time too. Pretending you wanted us all to wait with you when really you wanted me and everyone else to see the pictures."
The blonde grinned and nodded.
"I'm sorry, honey, but this was too good an opportunity to miss," said Cheryl.
By this time, news of the pictures had spread and everyone in the WWE – from crewmembers and wrestlers to Dusty Rhodes and even Stephanie McMahon- had gathered around the pictures.
Everywhere, little groups of people were crowded around laughing at the image of the World Heavy Weight Champion dressed as a woman.
Ron Simmons – formally known in the ring as Faarooq but who was now working as an agent – walked past and noticed the pictures of Batista dressed as a woman. He took one look at them before bursting out laughing.
"Well I'll be damned!"
Again, the gathering of people was in hysterics. The line was a well-known catchphrase of Simmons'; however used in this particular instance it was even more amusing.
As Simmons walked off to continue his duties, Shane McMahon approached the crowd of people and let out a playful wolf whistle when he saw the print off tacked to the wall.
"Are you free next Saturday? I could take you out for dinner?" the son of the WWE's CEO facetiously asked.
Dave's shade of red in his cheeks increased and he shook his head. "Man, I'm never gonna live this down," he sighed.
Even after half an hour, people were still staring at the pictures and giggling, despite the fact 'Summerslam' was about to begin.
All still giggling at the prank, Sam, John, Cheryl, Dave and Mike gathered in seats besides Rhodes' office to wait for their respective matches.
The Intercontinental Champion's fight was first, and as he rose from his seat, Alison came rushing over to wish him good luck.
The P.A pulled her boyfriend into a tight embrace and kissed him passionately before the blacked haired man headed for the curtain.
"Good luck," everyone else called as he departed.
Alison sat down on the seat Mike had just vacated and grinned. "I saw the pictures, Dave. You'll have to me some fashion tips," she teased.
Cheryl laughed and winked at her friend before Batista spoke.
"Just you wait, honey, I'll get you back for this," he warned his wife.
"So, did y'all get the house ready for the party?" Sam asked her friends, changing the subject.
Alison nodded and replied. "Yup, all sorted. Your mom said she'll set the food and drinks out to be ready for when we return."
"Excellent, I can't wait. It's going to be a great night," said the blonde.
"Yeah, I'm really looking forwards to it," agreed Cheryl.
The P.A then returned to her office, leaving the four other people chatting as they waited for Mike's match to finish.
"Y'all looking forwards to you holiday?" John asked the married couple.
"Yeah," replied Dave. "We're all packed and ready to go tomorrow afternoon. It'll be great to get away fro a few weeks."
"That it will," agreed the red head.
Fifteen minutes later, a victorious Mike returned wearing the Intercontinental Championship and grinning despite his tiredness.
"How did your match go?" asked Sam as her best friend flopped down into the free chair.
"Fantastic, thanks. Carlito worked really well and the crowed were raucous," replied the black haired man.
"That's great," commented Cheryl. "We should be in for a good night."
"Yeah," agreed John. "Although I still think me and Sam will get a lot of heat."
"That's true. Crowds have been pretty tough on their hometown stars recently," commented Dave.
"Yeah, I noticed that the last time we were in Boston," the WWE Champion went on. "You'd think they'd be a little more appreciative."
As Mike headed of to the locker room, the four other wrestlers chatted about how oddly hometown crowds had been responding recently before it was time for the Women's Championship match.
Sam and Cheryl both rose to their feet, feeling anxious about what was to come.
"Good luck, babe," John wished as he embraced the blonde and kissed her fiercely. "I'm sure you'll do great."
"Thanks," replied the diva.
At the same time, Batista was hugging his wife and wishing her luck. "Hope it goes well for you out there, pum'kin," he said, kissing the red head.
The current Women's Champion smiled appreciatively, then the two males switched places.
"Good luck too, Cheryl," said the WWE Champion, pulling the diva into a hug.
"Thanks, John," she replied.
"Sammy, you look after my wife's title," Dave jokingly warned as he hugged the blonde.
"Don't worry, big man, I'll keep it warm until you get back from your holiday," Sam replied with a wink.
The two couples embraced one final time before the divas headed for the curtain that would take them to the arena.
As Sam and Cheryl waited for Lillian Garcia to announce the match, the younger woman turned to her mentor with a serious look on her face.
"Cheryl, thank you so much for everything you've taught me over these past few years. It's been a huge honour working with you and an even greater accolade to be winning the title from you," she said solemnly.
The red head's eyes misted over and she replied, "Samantha, it has been my privilege to watch you grow into such a strong woman and talented wrestler."
The two women held hands and looked into each other's eyes.
"Let's do this," said the blonde.
"Making her way to the ring, now residing in Washington D.C, the WWE Women's Champion Cherry Leigh," announced Lillian, as Trapt's 'Headstrong' began to play.
Cheryl stepped through the curtain to be greeted by booming cheers from the Lexington crowd.
She made her way to the ring before Lillian announced the second diva.
"And the challenger, hailing from here in Lexington, Sam Edwards," she said.
As the blonde stepped onto the ramp, the audience's response was mixed. A large proportion of the onlookers were cheering for the hometown diva. However, some couldn't forget the fact that she'd betrayed Mike or that she was facing their favourite superstar for the belt.
As Pink's 'Trouble' played on, Sam strutted down the ramp, her head held high.
As she approached the ring, memories flashed trough the diva's mind. John Laurinaitis offering her and Mike a WWE contract, her first night on 'Raw', meeting Cheryl and then forming a friendship, her staged betrayal of Mike, she and Cena locking lips, them becoming a couple and finally, holding Cheryl's hand's just minutes before.
As Sam stepped into the ring, she saw her mom and Aunt Patty smiling up at her from the front row.
Both women looked so proud of the blonde and her eyes filled with tears.
Composing herself, Sam stepped forwards and, going out of character, shook hands with Cherry.
"Good luck," the red head mouthed.
"You too," she whispered back.
The bell rang and the action got underway, as the two divas locked into a grapple hold.
Jerry 'The King' Lawler was beside himself at having two attractive women fighting each other while Jim Ross called the action and commented on both divas' history within the WWE.
Cherry had the early advantage, flooring Sam with a suplex and then wearing her down with well-placed kicks to the mid section. However, the challenger wasn't to be so easily beaten and she was soon on her feet again.
This time, the blonde hit her opponent with a clothesline before whipping her into the top left corner of the ring.
Sam then proceeded to chop across Cherry's chest, an action which was greeted by loud 'wooooos' from the crowd as a mark of respect to Ric Flair.
However, on the final chop, the red head grabbed the blonde's arm and twisted it behind her back.
The younger diva writhed in pain as the older woman forced her into the middle of the ring and floored her again.
This time, Cherry went for a submission hold that worked over Sam's legs.
However, the move didn't last long and soon enough the blonde had broken free and was on her feet again, holding Cherry in a headlock.
Sam hit a bulldog that brought the red head crashing to the canvas.
As the older woman caught her breath on the floor, Sam taunted the crowd, winking down at her mom and aunt.
However, the action left Sam distracted and Cherry blindsided her.
Again, the two women locked into a grapple hold, the red head applying more pressure.
The match pressed on, the advantage switching between both women, who were wrestling with equal talent and passion.
Cherry went for her finishing move- The Cherry Bomb- that was a modified Electric Chair Bomb bridged into a pin. The red head's other finishing move was the Cherry Stem, an inverted step-over toe hold face lock, however, she didn't use it on this occasion.
The referee, Mike Chioda, made the count. However, Sam kicked out after two.
Back on her feet, the blonde kicked and punched at her opponent to wear her down.
Then, as Cherry was tiring, the younger diva hit her with the 'Sammy Neckbreaker', which was an elevated cradle neckbreaker.
The red head fell to the canvas, appearing to clip her left knee on the way down. The truth was that Cherry's knee was just fine. However, the diva was playing it to look as though she'd sustained an injury.
As the older woman clutched at her injury, Sam rolled her over and made the cover.
Mike Chioda's hands came down. 'One...two...three' and the bell rang.
As Sam got to her feet, Lillian took the mic.
"The winner of the match and new WWE Women's Champion, Sam Edwards," she shouted.
Taking the title belt from Chioda, Sam held it above her head and taunted the crowd.
The audience were on their feet, a lot of them now cheering loudly, as their hometown diva fastened the championship around her waist.
Sam jumped out of the ring and ran straight for the front row where she hugged both her mom and aunt in turn.
"Well done, baby, you were great," congratulated Marlie.
"You were fantastic," added Patty.
"Thanks, both of you," she replied. "I'll see you back at home after the show for the party."
Both women nodded and Sam headed back into the ring.
She took one final walk around it before making her way up the ramp. The blonde stopped at the top of the stage, brandishing her new Championship again, as the Lexington crowd cheered.
As the diva stepped through the curtain, a team of medics came out to stretcher Cherry away. Jim Ross informed to audience that the older diva had appeared to pull a ligament in her knee and that he'd keep them all updated on her situation.
Just as Sam was approaching John and Dave- who were still seated outside Rhodes' office- Cheryl hobbled over.
"Oh my god!" exclaimed the blonde. "Did I really hurt you? I'm so sorry."
The red head grinned and spun around on her 'bad' leg. "Nah, I'm just messing with ya," she teased.
All four wrestlers laughed and the two women sat down.
"Quite a match, huh?" asked Cheryl.
"Oh hell yeah. I got such a rush out there," replied Sam.
"Me too, it was amazing," agreed the other woman.
"We were watching it on the monitors, you both looked fantastic," commented Dave.
"Yeah, you both wrestled perfectly and the crowd was really into it," added John.
The two divas then got to their feet to head to the locker room. Cheryl walked ahead a little, with Dave at her side, as John pulled Sam back to talk to her.
The WWE Champion passionately kissed his girlfriend, lifting her off her feet.
He spun her around, before setting the blonde down again and peering into her blue eyes.
"Babydoll, you did it, you're champ. You were amazing out there, I was so proud," he congratulated.
Sam grinned and kissed the brown haired man again. "Thank you, your praise means everything to me," she replied.
Hand in hand, the couple walked to the doors of the locker room where Cheryl and Dave were waiting for them.
As the two women were about to enter the room, Dusty Rhodes stopped them.
"Great match tonight, ladies," he said. "Sam, I just wanted to tell you not to change completely as I want you to come down to the ring and the end of the WWE Championship match."
"Ok, thanks for letting me know," replied the blonde.
Rhodes departed and the two couples said good-bye for the second time before the divas entered the women's only area.
Cheryl went to take a shower; however, Sam didn't as she'd be going out to the ring again soon.
Therefore, the blonde changed out of her hot pants and into the ripped jeans she'd be wearing later that night, leaving her cowboy boots on.
When the red head returned- showered and changed into her black lace dress- the women headed out into the backstage area to watch the remainder of the pay per view.
Dave's jaw dropped to the floor when he saw his wife in the black dress that was cut just below the knee and had a scoop neck. All that was missing were shoes as Cheryl was walking around in her thin shower flip-flops.
"You can't go around like that, you'll hurt yourself," commented Sam.
"I know, but my wrestling boots and trainers look dumb with it," replied the older diva.
"Hang on a sec, gimme your trainers and I'll sort something out," said the blonde.
Cheryl rushed back into the locker room and a few seconds later handed Sam a pair of red Nikes.
The new Women's Champion took the trainers and disappeared, coming back five minutes later with a pair of black knee high boots.
"Alison said you can borrow these for the night and she'll wear your trainers," she informed.
The red head grinned and pulled on the boots, zippering them up.
As she turned and looked at the metal stiletto heels, Dave blushed deeply. He found his wife's choice of clothing and shoes very attractive.
The two couples then made their way back over to near Rhodes' office – where they found a now showered and changed Mike waiting for them- and took seats to watch the WWE Tag team champions face off against the World tag team Champions.
"Well done, Sam, you were amazing tonight. You too, Cheryl," he added.
"Thanks," both women replied.
The five people chatted and watched as The Highlanders picked up the victory over Cryme Tyme.
Then it was time for Batista's title defence against The Undertaker.
The seven-foot 'Deadman' would be winning the title tonight to give the current champion time off for his and Cheryl's holiday.
However, Dave wasn't too happy about it. He was very attached to his Championship and didn't see why he had to give it up to go on vacation.
"Well, I had to drop my title, so it's only fair that you do too," reminded Cheryl.
"Only if you make it up to me later in the hotel and keep that dress on," Dave whispered to his wife.
The red head giggled and playfully swotted her husband's butt.
With the promise of compensation from his wife later, Batista headed off for his match.
Half an hour later, a depressed Dave returned. He really did look forlorn without the World Heavy Weight Championship around his waist.
"Aww, my poor baby," Cheryl cooed as she walked her husband to the locker room.
When the former champions returned – grinning manically as though they'd been up to something - the five people grouped together before the last match of the night.
"Good match tonight, big man, I'm sure you'll get the title back when you return," said Mike.
"Yeah, you did great and you'll be back on top soon enough," added John.
"You just make sure you beat Hunter tonight, so I don't owe him twenty bucks," joked Dave.
After everyone had finished consoling Batista on his loss, the group turned to wish Cena luck for his match.
"Give my big bro hell for me, John," teased Cheryl.
"Yeah, make sure you beat him," added Mike.
Then John headed towards the curtain, Sam following and leaving the others behind.
The couple perched on the sound desk near the entrance and embraced.
Sam's body melted and she swooned as John kissed her and began running his hands over her butt.
Blinking open her eyes, the diva looked into the wrestlers own blue ones.
"Good luck, sugar-pie, I hope you do really well," she said.
"Thanks, Babydoll," replied the wrestler, kissing the diva again.
The couple embraced as Triple H approached the curtain.
"Good match tonight, Sam, you did really well," said 'The Game'.
"Thanks, I hope you match goes well too. Although, don't be too tough on John," the blonde joked.
Hunter smirked. "Don't worry, you'll have lover boy back in one piece," he teased.
John made a face at 'The Game's' comment, but, said nothing.
Then Lillian Garcia announced the final match of 'Summerslam'.
"Making his way to the ring, from West Newbury, Massachusetts, the WWE Champion, John Cena," she said.
The wrestler stepped onto the stage as his music started to be greeted by a flourish of 'boos' from the crowd.
Sam listened on as Cena made his way into the ring, the audience still giving him a lot of heat.
Triple H couldn't help but hide a little smirk at the crowd's reaction to the WWE Champion.
"And the challenger, from Greenwich, Connecticut, he is 'The Game' Triple H," announced Lillian.
Motorhead's recording of 'Time to play the Game' started and the 'Cerebral Assassin' stepped through the curtain.
Sam listened on as the crowd cheered for Triple H and then the action got underway. However, after about five minutes, the diva returned to where Mike, Alison, Dave and Cheryl were sitting to watch the WWE Championship match.
All four people were dressed for the party now and would be ready to leave when the pay per view ended.
The only people left to change were Cena – who was in a match- and Sam who had her jeans on but needed to change into her blue blouse.
Cheryl looked stunning in her lace dress, Dave looked very handsome and the perfect counterpart for his wife wearing casual black pants and a deep red dress shirt that had the top three buttons undone.
Alison was wearing the pink blouse she'd borrowed from Sam, which flattered the P.A's petite figure. She'd teamed the top with flared black jeans, which had stitching of red and pink shades running through them. Oddly enough, Cheryl's red Nike trainers complimented the outfit well.
Mike looked good too, dressed in an emerald green shirt and black jeans. He'd styled his hair spiky, which was a nice change from the usual mossy mop he wore it in.
Finally, the WWE Championship ended and John Cena was still holding the belt.
As instructed by Rhodes earlier, once Lillian Garcia had announced the winner of the match, Sam went down to the ring to congratulate her boyfriend on his victory.
It felt so good to the diva to be able to call the WWE Champion her boyfriend, both in storylines and reality.
Sam stepped into the ring, her title belt proudly around her waist and grinned at John.
The wrestler's eyes lit up when he saw the diva and he instantly pulled her towards him.
The couple locked lips and Sam's heart exploded with fire.
She'd never been this happy in her life. She was Women's Champion, in her hometown, with a new house and great friends. However, best of all, she was standing in the ring, kissing the man she was in love with.
John's hands found their way into the blonde's hair and slowly began to stroke it before their kiss became more passionate and he was tugging on her locks.
The action filled the diva with desire and she clawed at the man's back, desperate to get him alone.
Sam cursed inwardly that they were live on T.V in an arena full of people. If they hadn't been, she'd be ripping off his clothes right now.
As the crowd looked on in stunned silence at the public display of affection, the couple's kiss became more heated.
Images of John's naked body, bathed in shower water, flashed through Sam's head and she swooned, feeling her legs go from under her.
Finally, the couple broke apart and the whole audience were on their feet calling out and wolf whistling.
Cena asked for two microphones from Lillian Garcia and the champions addressed the crowd.
"Well, I think we've proven tonight just how powerful a great couple can be," shouted Sam.
The onlookers began to boo the two heels.
"Summerslam has ended and just like we promised, we're both champions," the diva went on.
"Yeah, and if you compare us to previous couples, no one matches up," added Cena.
Again, the crowed showed their dislike for the couple and a chat of 'slut' broke out.
"You can say what you like, but tonight, Sam and I have surpassed couples like Triple H and Stephanie McMahon or Edge and Lita," continued the wrestler.
More boos followed.
"And this is just the start of things," warned the Women's Champion. "Now that we're both champions, from tomorrow on 'Raw' you'll be seeing a new era of domination within the WWE."
Everyone in the Lexington Sports arena was now on their feet, no one in the room could hold in their hatred for the couple any longer.
Boos were joined by chats of 'slut' or 'Cena sucks', as everyone made their feelings known.
However, taking it all in their stride, John and Sam embraced again.
The fire rekindled in the blonde's heart the moment their lips touched and spread all through her body until she was burning with sexual desire.
The world stopped, the noise ceased and all that existed was the two of them. Locked together in passion, victory and love.
Finally, Sam and John walked out of the ring and up the ramp, the blonde's heart beating rapidly, her breathing heavy and her legs weak.
They embraced again at the top of the stage and the action sent the diva over the edge. Sam didn't know how she would last the party without ripping John's clothes off and dragging him to bed.
Stepping through the curtain, Sam fell onto a chair, positive her heart was about to explode with desire.
After a few minutes, she regained her composure and the couple went to find their friends.
Mike, Alison, Cheryl and Dave grinned at Sam and John as they approached.
"Aww, look at you two love birds," Alison exclaimed.
"You're so sweet together," added Cheryl.
The couple nodded and blushed.
"Right then, we better get ready so we can go party," said Sam.
Everyone laughed and agreed, letting Sam and John go to change.
The diva headed for the women's locker room and realized she needed a shower, meaning she'd have to do her hair and make up again. However, she smelt too bad not to.
After washing, Sam started to change but got distracted by dancing about in her underwear and title belt. It was so shiny and pretty and it made her grin from ear to ear.
Finally, the diva pulled herself together and dressed. She made sure the underwear she was wearing was nice; the blonde had specifically picked out the matching set she'd teased John with a few weeks ago.
The blonde then pulled on her jeans and blue blouse, leaving the last few buttons undone to show of her belly ring. She decided against wearing her denim wedges and instead wore her black cow boy boots again.
Finally, after applying her make-up and curling her hair, Sam was ready to leave.
The blonde headed into the backstage area to rejoin Cheryl, Dave, Mike and Alison, hoping that John was ready too.
The diva's mouth dropped to the floor when she saw the WWE Champion chatting to the group of people.
He personified the meaning of heavenly and Sam could feel her pulse racing as she took in his appearance.
John was dressed in baggy black cut off cargo pants and a white hockey tank top with blue trim. He'd finished it off with black sneakers, a black sweatband on each wrist and just one gold chain around his neck.
Despite her pervious objections to Cena's fashion sense, he looked nothing short of breath taking and Sam wanted to jump on him right now.
The wrestler looked up as the diva approached and his face broke into a broad grin.
"Damn, Babydoll, you look hot," he said.
Sam smiled and took John's hand as he span her around to take in her full appearance.
"You look pretty good yourself," she replied, kissing him lightly on the lips.
Sam wanted to kiss him more passionately but didn't think she'd be able to contain her desire for him if she did.
As the couple broke apart, Mike suggested that they should get going.
Being at home again, the Intercontinental Champion was able to bring his car with him.
All six people crowded into the Volvo XC90 and headed for Sam's house and the party.