Hey everyone...I'm baaaack! I hope you guys enjoyed your weekend and McIntyre Monday as me and my girls like to call Monday's now xD Thank you guys for the love and reviews that you leave...you all know who you are! ;)

Now, as for this chapter...I honestly don't know how you'll take and react to it. You'll know EXACTLY what I'm talking about once you start to read. But I do want to go in this direction with this certain character. I also used a few lines from my favorite vampire show The Vampire Diaries and those of you who have watched it will know which lines they are :D

Anywho, I do not own anyone affiliated with the WWE...that includes our sexy Scottish Warrior AND sexy Viper, because if I could have them both...yeah, I'll leave it at that, lol. I only own Lucy.

Enjoy!


Lucy POV

A short while later, I find myself in Drew's arms as we slowly dance to the festivities and the music around us. He holds me close by gripping my hips as I wrap my arms around his neck. I smile up at Drew and he returns it before resting his forehead on mine.

No words need be spoken as the silence between Drew and I is comfortable as we enjoy each other's company. Drew places a soft kiss to my lips before he pulls away slightly, so he can look into my eyes. The silent communication that we have with just a stare is broken when a voice we both know all to well, break us from our little bubble.

"May I have the honor to dance with Scotland's newest Queen for a dance or two?" Randy asks to our right. I grin up at Drew while he tries his damn hardest, not to roll his eyes. I answer for both of us.

"Of course you may, Randy," I reply, stepping away from Drew, but keep the space in between us small. "Besides, I was wondering when you were going to try and steal me away for a few moments," I add on for extra measure with mirth dancing in my eyes.

"Ahh, am I that obvious?" Randy asks, almost shyly as a pink tint flushes his cheeks. I don't think I've ever seen Randy this shy during the short time I've known him. I'm not going to lie, it is quite adorable.

"Just a little bit, mate," Drew responds with a smirk, releasing his hold on me completely. "Take care of her, she is the most precious thing to me, not to mention one of a kind," he tells his best friend.

Randy rolls his eyes at Drew, "you already know I will McIntyre; have a little faith in me, will ya?" He jokes and whisks me away and out of earshot of Drew.

"You just love to push his buttons, don't you?" I jab at Randy, good-naturedly as I rest my hands on his shoulders, while he holds me close at the waist, but not too close.

"I wouldn't be me if I didn't, you know this already," Randy replies cheekily. "Besides, he already knows I'd protect you with my life, Lucy," he continues, his tone turning serious at his last admission. The sudden change of the look in his eyes catches me off guard, but I don't think anything of it

"As do I," I reply, "and I will forever be grateful to you for it," I tell him and Randy spins me out and away from his body, but never let's go of my hand, before pulling me back in. I lightly collide with his strong body as the action causes me to laugh with glee as I grip his biceps tightly to maintain my balance. But with the hold he has on my waist though, I knew I wouldn't hit the floor. It was comforting to know that he would never let that happen.

"Wow, you're really good at this," I comment breathlessly, smiling up at Randy. I wrap my arms around his neck as we continue to move around the room to the sound of the music that surrounds us. There is another shift in Randy's eyes the second I complete the action.

Randy POV

"What can I say; I'm just that good," I grin down at Lucy, tightening my hold on her waist just the slightest bit, although I want to pull her flush against me. Her reaction to my last move, the happiness in her tone, has my body reacting in a way it shouldn't and the look in her eyes tells me she saw the change in mine, but she doesn't acknowledge that she's seen it. But the next comment to leave her beautiful lips, has my sails deflating completely.

She shakes her head at me and the look on her face turns sobering, which in turn causes mine to do the same. "How is it that you still don't have a woman by your side?" Lucy asks me and I sigh, looking up and out at everyone having a good time; wishing that the woman in my arms was that said nonexistent woman in my life that Lucy brings up. I know I shouldn't be having those thoughts because she is married to my best friend, but after getting to know Lucy this past month, it was hard not to fall for her.

I can still feel her eyes on me, forcing me to look back down at her. I wish I knew what was going through her head right now, since I still have yet to answer her question. How DO I answer that question?

"Honestly, I couldn't tell you. I guess I just haven't found the right woman for me, yet," I reply, shrugging my shoulders without care and Lucy frowns up at me. "Don't worry about me, Lucy. I'm perfectly happy just the way I am right now," I lie. "When that right girl comes along, it'll be when it's meant to be. Tonight is yours and Drew's night and you should be smiling and having a good time. Not looking at me with pity."

Lucy goes to object, but I cut her off with a shake of my head, "none of that, I want to see that beautiful smile of yours," I tell her, narrowing my eyes playfully.

Lucy purses her lips at me, trying her hardest not to smile and I provide her with my goofy face that she seems to love and it works because a sound between a giggle and a laugh falls from her lips. God how much I love her laugh.

"Oh my god, Randy. You are a piece of work, but I wouldn't want you to be any other way. As I know, Drew wouldn't want you to either. We love you just the way you are," Lucy says to me with a small smile.

A look of shock and happiness cross my face, but it turns into a genuine smile and I press a soft kiss to her forehead, "I love you, too, baby girl," I tell her truthfully and add on, "I'm glad that Drew has you by his side; you're good for him and I couldn't ask for a better woman to become Queen," I tell Lucy, not wanting to mean the words I just said, but I do because it's true and her eyes begin to well up with unshed tears. Even though it was one of the hardest things I've ever had to say to her, Lucy's reaction brings a smile to my face because I know she is happy. That's all I want for her.

"Oh Randy…thank you," she whispers and steps on her tip toes to press a kiss to my cheek before resting her head against my chest with a content sigh. My cheek tingles where her lips landed while I try my damnedest not to let my heartbeat race a mile a minute.

"Anytime," I smile gently, pressing a kiss to her hair, then look up to see Drew watching us. He has a small smile, with half of his mouth quirked up in a grin, but there is a look of warning in his eyes. Anyone with an untrained eye wouldn't see it, but knowing Drew my whole life, now that he's married to Lucy, his possession over her has grown astronomically.

I roll my eyes at him and shake my head, telling him not to go there and start shit. It's his and Lucy's wedding day and they are both happy. Why make it turn sour when there is no reason to? Your question is as good as mine, because Drew has absolutely nothing to worry about and he knows it. Regardless of how I feel about his wife. Even if he doesn't know it. And if it's up to me, he never will.

I keep my eyes on Drew as I watch him finish up whatever conversation he was having. He turns his attention back on Lucy and I and makes his way over to us. "Looks like our time is up, baby girl; your new husband is on his way back over," I whisper into Lucy's ear as I try to keep the distain out of my voice.

She looks up at me with a smile, "I don't think I'm ever going to get use to that," she says just as Drew makes it to our side.

"Get use to what?" Drew asks, looking back and forth between me and Lucy.

Lucy steps out of my arms and away from me, returning herself into Drew's side. Wrapping her arms around his torso, she smiles up at him. "Knowing that I am married to the most incredible man in the world," she tells Drew. I frown slightly at hearing her call him that; not wanting it to be obvious that her comment affected me.

He smiles widely down at Lucy and holds her flush against him before pressing a kiss to her lips. "I love you," he whispers against Lucy's mouth, but I still hear him. Before Lucy can reply, I interrupt them.

"Alright, that's my cue to leave," I say jokingly, but at the same time serious. I don't want to be around to hear or see anymore of their newly found love talk. It's only going to break my heart even further.

Drew POV

I watch Randy turn and walk away from us. I saw the way he was looking at Lucy and it did absolutely nothing to help quell my new found obsession to protect her from anything or anyone that may cause her harm. King or not, Lucy is my life now and I'll be damned if I let anything happen to her. I turn my attention back down to my new wife and I smile lovingly down at her, letting my eyes show her just how much I do. "Are you ready to retire?" I ask Lucy, tightening my hold on her waist.

She looks up at me, placing a hand onto my chest with a grin and nods her head. "I am. As much as I love this dress, it's killing me; I can't wait to get it off," Lucy replies and I can hear the double meaning in her tone. A shit eating grin crosses my face at her straight forward comment.

"It's almost like you read my mind," I say, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively at her, earning me a laugh and a light slap to the chest.

"Down, My King, down," Lucy teases, taking my proffered arm that I hold out for her. I release I quiet seductive growl deep within my chest as I look down at her with lust filled eyes.

"You know what that does to me," I groan, pulling Lucy closer to me and all she does is flash me a shit eating grin of her own, knowing exactly what she is doing to me.

"Why do you think I did it?" Lucy replies playfully and releases her hold on my arm and begins running down the halls towards our bed chamber.

I immediately chase after Lucy, never allowing her to leave my sight as her laughter bounces off the stone surrounding us. The moment she looks behind her, Lucy's laugh turns into a squeal of happiness when I close the distance between us and wrap my arms around her tiny waist.

"Why do you find it necessary to run from me," I growl down at Lucy sensuously, pushing her up against the wall before letting my hands rest low on her hips.

Lucy gasps at the sudden impact of her back colliding with stone, but a sexy grin develops right before my eyes, "because I know that you will chase me," she replies, running her hands up my chest.

The action pulls a painful groan from me, but what she does next has me becoming hard almost instantly. "I know you will always chase me," Lucy whispers, inching her mouth closer to mine. She's not wrong. I will chase her, until I can no longer run. She takes her tongue and runs the tip of it up and over my lips with a barely there touch, while her hands roam back down to rest on the belt of my kilt.

"Lucy," I groan out and before I can get another word in, she captures my lips in a heated kiss. The feral side in me comes out and I reach down to lift up the skirts of Lucy's dress, "jump," I breathe against her lips.

Putting her trust in me, Lucy does as I ask and wraps her legs around my thick waist. Gripping her thighs, I walk us the short distance to our bed chamber and easily open the door, then shut it behind me.

Suddenly, Lucy attaches her lips to my neck and places wet kisses along it. I quicken my steps to the bed, climbing up on it before dropping Lucy onto her back in the center of the blankets and furs. She bounces up and down, looking at me through heavy lidded eyes and I can see the lust and love swimming through them. Lust and love for me and me alone.

"You are so beautiful, Lucy. And you're all mine," I say quietly as I hover over her and tenderly graze my knuckles along her cheek. She looks up at me with nothing but love shining through them and rests her hand on the side of my face, rubbing her thumb on the skin of my cheek.

"I'm yours forever, Drew. Until the day I die and even after that," Lucy replies and lifts her head to capture my lips in a loving kiss that consumes me from head to toe. I believe every word she says.

I moan into the kiss and gently press her into the mattress, resting some of my weight onto her. Breaking the kiss, I keep my lips attached to Lucy's skin as I press kiss after soft kiss to her neck, down to her collarbone.

"Hmm, Drew. That feels good. God, I love your mouth and how it makes me feel," Lucy breathes, holding my head in place; she threads her fingers through my hair after removing it from its tie.

I smirk against her chest before sucking some of the skin into my mouth, pulling a moan from her lips. "This is nothing, baby. I can make you feel things you've never felt before. Feelings you never knew existed," I promise Lucy, looking up at her from my spot above her breasts.

Her eyes meet mine before she sits up, turning her back to me. "Will you?" Lucy asks, taking her hair and pulls it over her shoulders revealing the corset laces of her wedding dress.

I almost groan looking at the amount of laces that need to be undone, but then I remind myself that what is waiting for me will all be worth it. "With pleasure, my love," I reply and press several kisses to the back of her bare shoulders, back and neck before I begin the grueling task of unlacing the back of Lucy's dress.

"Thank you," she breathes and reaches a hand back to rest on my thigh, wanting to keep physical contact. The action makes my heart soar.

I smile, pressing a kiss to Lucy's cheek as I continue to unlace her dress. "I love you, so much, my beautiful Lucia," I whisper into the quiet, candlelit room.

"And I love you, with every fiber of my being, my handsome Scotsman…my Andrew," Lucy replies quietly, not wanting to break the serene moment between us, but I can hear the smile in her voice.

After a few more rows of laces, I finally reach the bottom and loosen it completely so Lucy has no trouble taking it off. "Alright, baby; it's ready to come off," I inform her.

Removing herself from the bed, Lucy turns to face me and pulls the dress off her shoulders and down her arms, letting the fabric hit the floor at her feet. My eyes widen at her choice in shift as it is almost completely see-through; absolutely nothing like her other shifts. I look up into Lucy's eyes with a hunger I didn't even know existed and she blushes under my intense gaze.