Addy rushed around the townhome cleaning. She was ok with telling him the address last night, but now, she had second thoughts.

'Why the fuck did I agree to this? What if he's secretly a killer? I hope he's not full of shit'.

The doorbell ringing broke her thoughts, her son Derek, came tearing out of his room.

"Mom, he's here!"

"Calm down, D. I know" she grinned.

"It's the viper mom. I can't calm down. I don't care".

He followed her to the door, and she opened the door to him grinning to flowers, and a duffle bag.

"Hey! Come on in!"

Entering, he nodded to her, and shook Derek's hand.

"You must be Derek. I've heard a lot about you".

"Mom. It's Randy Orton".

"I see that, can he sit down".

"Yeah, yeah. You sit down here".

He chuckled at the young man. It wasn't the first time he met a special needs fan, but something about this guy. Maddie walked out her room, as Addy took the flowers. Maddie was texting someone and disengaged from the three.

"Hey girly! Look who's here!"

"Yeah, yeah. Derek kinda gave it away. Nice to meet you, but Booker T is my favorite wrestler. I'm gonna go out mom".

She grabbed her bag, and left as fast as she came in.

"Well damn".

"Long story there, but she actually a great kid once you get to know her".

"Where's number three?"

"Pip! You better not be sleeping up there?!"

The 12 year old came downstairs, and made a face at the command of her mother.

"Pip?"

"Short for the nickname my mom gave her when she was 4. Pipsqueak, then it was Pip the squeak. Now it's just Pip", she chuckled.

"Mom?!"

"Sorry Bianca. Don't you want to meet Mr. Orton?"

"I made my appearance, can I go now, since you embarrassed me?"

"Chick. Excuse me?"

"Mr. Orton, it's nice to meet you. Now can I go?"

"Nice to meet you too, Bianca. I have something for you".

He handed over an envelope over to Addy, who passed it to Bianca. She opened it, and squealed like a mouse.

"That's why she's named Pip", Addy grinned.

It was an autograph of the Bella Twins. 'Bianca, Stay awesome! –Nikki and Brie'

"Oh my God! Oh my God! I gotta call Sammy! Bye!"

"Bianca?!"

"Thanks Mr. Orton", she yelled running up the stairs.

He chuckled at the teen. Derek tapped his shoulder. Randy turned to look at him.

"Oh buddy, I didn't forget you. I got something better for you".

He pulled out a WWE replica belt from the bag he was carrying. It had John Cena plates on each side. Derek's face lit up from the gift.

"Mom, a belt! My favorite belt!"

"Yeah, looks great!"

"Can I ask him now?"

"Yeah sure, go head", she chuckled.

Randy Orton, can I have your….your….."

"Autograph? Sure man. Better yet, look at the belt after we take a picture for your mom".

They took the picture, and then he looked at the belt. John Cena, Triple H, Randy Orton, and The Rock all signed different messages on the belt.

"Mom! I have to show Nick and Sarah!"

"Ok, Two hours. You call me from Nick's house to check in."

"Ok, promise. Love you", he said hugging her.

He hugged Randy before leaving. Randy was taken aback by the gesture, but went with it.

"Thanks Randy!"

The young man left quickly, and the twosome laughed.

"That's my crew".

"Crew?"

"Yep, my crew. We grew up together. I was a teenage mom and bride. I'm the authority, but there is a mutual respect. Like a crew".

"Or platoon…."

"Semper Fi then".

"Oh aren't we the snappy one?"

She laughed. "My parents were marines just like you were. Met in the service, and my mom left because she was pregnant with me".

"Oh wow, you did your homework".

"Not really, Derek has watched your dvd a ton of times".

"Ah".

"So if it's a platoon, I'm the general then".

"Noted", he said saluting her. She grinned.

"Speaking of, time to put you to work".

"Oh excuse me. I thought this was lunch".

"It is. It isn't going to make itself".

"Touché. What am I doing?"

"Chopping".

"Yes Ma'am".

The two began cooking and talking. They saw sides of each other they never thought would exist. It was a great start to a first date.

She was standing outside his hotel room door. Looking lost, angry, and confused. She lightly knocked, and he opened the door. Shirtless, he had his hair in a sloppy bun. Her Joey. That's how she knew him, but his Roman Reigns shirt looped in his pants gave him away.

"Miss Adelyn. Come in", he cooed.

That voice always calmed her, and made her aroused all at the same time. Ever since they met, he had her.

"I'm sorry, it's late, and I said I was busy with.."

He interrupted her with a long kiss. She was like putty with him. It was different with him, and she loved it. He pulled away first, hugging her, as she hugged back.

"Hi"

"Hi"

"It's never too late to see you, I told you that. I thought you were working on the books tonight?"

"I was. Then he showed up, making my night complicated".

"Who?"

"Orton".

He got quiet and sat down on his couch. Ever since he met her, it was about to getting to know her, aside from being Randy's Ex. He saw her in Paul's camp one night she was there visiting some of her friends. They snuck around at first, because of the situation with her ex, and locker room gossip. Once it was out to their families, they didn't care anymore. A year later, and saying the L word, they were happy. They were both generational stars from great talents, she worried about ruining anything the management had in mind for him. He tried not to be too mad at Randy, because it was before him, but it still was fucked up in his mind. He grew to tolerate him as a co-worker. No matter, he had her, and she had him. They didn't care, and after the family vacation they shared, nothing would jeopardize that.

She sat trying to read his face. She was getting better at it, so she thought.

"Beautiful, I hate to say it, but you knew this day was coming eventually. He still loves you. I don't blame him, but doesn't change he hit on my woman".

She smirked at his statement.

"We kissed. I'm so sorry. I let it happen, and I shouldn't have".

"Well do you still want him? I mean you gotta start being honest with yourself Addy", he said calmly.

Inside, he was pissed at the whole bullshit situation, but he wanted to know where her head was at.

"Had this been five years ago, sure".

"It's not, it's now. I'm not gonna lie, I want to beat the shit out of him. I love you, and you shouldn't be in this position. With that said, you gotta be responsible for letting him back in. I thought we were together for the long haul".

"We are".

"Ok, I mean if you don't wanna stay, I can't make you. If you are with me, that's cause you wanna be here".

"I want you".

"Ok, I can't promise I won't hurt him though".

"Don't. You don't need any heat or fines".

"Well should an accident happen…"

"Joey, really?!"

They chuckled at the conversation.

"Say my name again".

"Make me".

He got closer to her, and she scooted closer to him. She closed her eyes to take in his manly scent. That freshly showered scent and coconut oil. He leaned closer, and she met him half way to kiss. He loved the scent of coconuts and mangoes that she smelled like. It was intoxicating to him every time she was around.

"Stay the night"

"We won't sleep"

"Wasn't planning to until the morning".

She giggled like a 14 year old, as he kissed her. He caressed her face as he kissed her, and used his free hand to rub her back. It caused her to arch more into him, and that's when he took full advantage. Scooping her up with the one arm he had rubbing her back. Clothes begin to fly everywhere. She ran her hand through his hair, releasing it onto his shoulders. He continued to kiss her neck, as she moaned at the touch.

Naked and ready, he entered swiftly, but delicately. She was a lady to him, and treated her as such, unless she said otherwise.

"Addy, I need you beautiful".

"Take me", she moaned.

With every stroke, she held on for the intense gratification. They watched each other locking eyes, and focused on each other. As he moved in and out of her, he buried his face in her neck, to listen to her moaning and breathing. It was like a fine tuned machine. The more she moaned, he more he kept going, grunting into her neck. She tilted her head back in ecstasy. His grunting and breathing took her to a place she couldn't describe. A pleasure place she never experienced with anyone, and wanted to become a permanent resident.

He knew she was going to get going to expose the other side of her he liked. She flipped him over on his back, and she sat up, riding him slowly. He watched her body slowly move, and her throw her hair back, and their eyes connected again. They grinned at each other.

"Show me what you want".

"You".

"Show me Beautiful".

It was an unwritten game they played. Closing her eyes again, she focused on him with her other senses. It was a rhythm she had with him. She couldn't explain it, she just did it. He sat up as she bouced on his shaft and opened her eyes. Eyeing each other, they focused on each other, seeing who would get the other off first.

"Watch me, Beautiful. Where are you".

"Here Baby".

"That's right".

Up against the headboard, he went to work. Each hand on one of her breast, he flicked and sucked on her with ease. As her grinding continued, he began to bite her lightly.

"Watching me Beautiful?"

"Uh huh".

"You ready?"

"Fuck yes".

He grinned, and began to go faster. She lost it. Her body began to shake as she came all over him, just like he wanted. The female panting and grunting made him want to take over. As soon as he felt her arch back, he flipped her over. She was under him, as he continued to move in and out. He made sure she was riding out the current orgasm she was having. The tight walls she had caused him to go faster, and he grabbed her legs, lifting them over his shoulders, to go deeper. Between going deeper, and her digging her nails into his back, made it difficult to hold back.

"Finish it off Baby".

"You want all this Beautiful".

"All of it".

"Hold one then".

He put her legs back down, and she wrapped her arm around his torso, and had her hand in his hair. He got ruff and fast. He wanted her to know who was in her life now, and now forget. Her yelps turned into screams. Their faces were side by side at this point.

"Let me know".

"Fuck"

"Let me know Adelyn".

"Fuck…Me".

"You want me to"

"Fuck. Me. Shit".

Faster and deeper, as he shouted with her, and they came together.

"Don't Move"

"Wasn't planning to…yet"

She loved feeling him afterwards just for a moment. He could be anywhere, but he was wither, after the grilling of Paul, Brock, and her kids, he still wanted her. He was honest with her, how a good guy should be. It was just a different feeling with him. He was giving to her but commanding. A gentleman and understanding when needed to be. He paced himself with her as she did with him. He rolled over, as she sat up, stretching.

She was appealing to him. Strong, but didn't want to rush things with him, she wanted to move on the right way. He knew her mind, body and soul, as she did his. It made the sex better than either experienced. He knew Adelyn the person, not the star.

"Come lay down".

"Water".

"Here".

Downing the bottled water, they lay naked intertwined.

"I want to be here, with you".

"You sure you ain't saying that cause you just got some good dick?"

"I ought to smack the shit out of you for saying that".

He laughed. She did to after she couldn't hold a straight face.

"Do you honestly think I would sleep with you after Orton kissed me to prove a point? That's fucked up. I mean do I love him? Yeah, I always will, but not like I love you. I don't think you ever stop loving a person, no matter how fucked up they may be, but I can't handle that craziness anymore. Not now, not ever. You and I are fucking fantastic".

"Answered my question then".

"Indeed"

He chuckled and kissed her. She welcomed. Hoping Orton caught a hint earlier, she hoped it was done. Little did these three know, it was just getting started…