April and Jemma sat in silence the next morning, each eating their room service breakfast before the big day. April had to follow AJ around for the entire day, which for some may have been boring if they weren't invested in the product, or at least invested in the man she was following around. But the truth was she was more than interested in the man she had to shadow.
She had admitted the night before she loved him. That she was in love with him. Where this took the couple from that point forward, she wasn't sure. But she wasn't afraid or scared for some reason. Instead, she found herself excited and happy. Some part of her deep-down trusted AJ and she was if anything, eager to see him after breakfast.
For Jemma, it wasn't that simple. She hadn't admitted entirely how she felt to him, but she was able to give herself fully to him the night before. Something she never thought she would do, especially to Randy Orton of all people. She hadn't regretted it either. But to say she was eager to see him today, of all days was an understatement.
She wasn't excited to see him. She wasn't eager to see him. But she was point-blank scared and anxious to see him.
She had relished that if he was at least excited to see her today, it would be something. With it being WrestleMania, she wasn't sure where to find his mind frame or what he would manage to actually think of, but anything aside from his feelings for her was okay in her book.
Maybe that was her way of deflecting, something she was able to do well. She had always managed to love them and leave them her entire life. She was able to keep her family and friends away from the men she had entertained throughout her life, and she was okay with that in part. She hadn't dated anyone in the business, or even slept with anyone inside of the business, except for now. Except for Randy.
"Are you excited for today?" April asked, taking a bite from her fruit salad.
Jemma gathered her thoughts and realized April had been asking her something, but to be honest, she hadn't found herself down for small talk or even a question and answer session. She liked April well enough. Actually, she liked April well enough. She found that she could become a best friend to her and actually confide in her.
"I am. My dad has a few on-segments, so I'm excited to see what he has to say." Jemma said with a laugh.
"I think everyone is." April agreed, taking another bite of her salad.
"I saw you and Uncle Al got along rather well last night." Jemma mused.
April turned three sheets of red, before shaking her head and agreeing, realizing Jemma meant the Hall of Fame and not the 'after party.'
"Yeah, actually I'm supposed to meet him at the arena before tonight." April said.
"I'm just glad he found someone that puts a smile on his face like he needs." Jemma said.
"Like you put on Randy's?" April asked, arching her brow.
Jemma choked on her orange juice as a small knock was heard from the door. Glad to be interrupted from the conversation, Jemma gladly made her way to the door, only to be slightly hesitant to see Randy on the other side.
"What? Aren't you glad to see me?" Randy asked, holding a bouquet of white roses out to her.
"It's not that." Jemma said, smiling as she accepted the flowers.
"C'mere babe." Randy said, wrapping his arms around her.
She immediately felt better as she was enveloped in Randy's arms. She nuzzled into his chest, closing her eyes briefly.
"You okay?" he asked, kissing the top of her head.
"Yeah..." she trailed off, pulling back from him and smiling.
"Just got a lot on the brain today for some reason."
"Don't overthink things so much. Sometimes it's best to just live in the moment." Randy whispered in her ear. He smacked her rear as he kissed her head once more and adverting his attention to April.
"You ready for the big day today?" he asked, taking a seat in the stool at the bar area.
"Yeah, I think so. This is a big day for the book." she answered honestly.
Well, it was honest, in part. She was hiding her real feelings even though by the look and smirk she was getting from Randy now, she knew he was aware she wasn't revealing the complete truth, either.
"The book, huh?" Randy said, grabbing a handful of grapes and scarfing them down as he sat back in his chair, arms folded across his chest.
"Yeah, the book." she said, giving her own smirk. "I know how busy everyone says today is for you guys and I just want to be able to do my job without getting in the way of him doing his."
"Very diplomatic answer." Randy said, chuckling. "It's safe."
"You sure it has nothing to do with sweet ole Uncle Al?" Jemma asked, finally joining the two, AJ following behind her.
April's jaw about hit the ground, her cheeks stained 7 shades of red before a small smile formed on the corners of her mouth.
"You sure it has nothing to do with sweet ole Uncle Al?" AJ mocked Jemma as he swiftly swept April into his arms.
Their eyes locked for just a moment, AJ not letting the moment pass brushed his lips gently against hers causing her cheeks to flush all over again. He smiled back at her, bringing her to his chest and hugging her tightly.
"At least I brought my girl flowers." Randy said, popping a few more grapes in his mouth, smirking at the two.
"Your girl?" Jemma snapped back, not missing a beat, her arms folding across her chest.
"Yeah, we'll talk about that later, babes." Randy said, winking at her.
"Yeah, you're right. We will." she replied.
"Let's let these two squabble and what do you say I take you to see the arena before everything gets crazy?" AJ asked, looking at April.
"Sounds good to me. I just have to grab my bag and then we can get outta dodge." she replied, laughing.
AJ shook his head looking from Randy to Jemma. He knew how stubborn Randy could be, but he had a feeling he had never met someone quite as stubborn as Jemma or as feisty, for that matter. It was in her genes to rebel and be stubborn and he knew no matter what, he absolutely would have his hands full rather it be with Jemma or Steve.