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Okay, that was long, I got carried away, lol…on with the chapter!

Chapter Nine: "Oops"

~Randy and Annie's Hotel, fifteen minutes after peeling out of the arena's parking lot~

Annie squealed with delight as Randy threw her onto the bed. He stood there, observing her for a minute. Her long brown hair, her large blue eyes filled with desire, and her full pink lips, moist and swollen from their kisses. Randy smiled wickedly as he kicked off his tennis shoes and jumped into the bed beside her.

Annie let out a giggle before she hopped on top of him, straddling his hips, "Hi there. Come here often?" she teased.

"Mm…I can't remember? Care to jog my memory?" he smirked.

Annie tilted her head as she tread her fingers down his bare chest. She stopped at the elastic of his jogging pants, "Hmm…does this ring a bell?" she asked before she grabbed his pants by the waist and yanked them completely off. Leaving Randy in his boxers.

"Hmm…I can slightly recall something similar, but I'm still not positive," he continued to tease.

"Let's see…what can I do to make you remember?" she asked as she moved to stand over him on the bed. She started to undo the small buttons of her shirt one by one. She shrugged it off her shoulders to reveal her white lace bra. "Are you recalling any of this?" she asked with a mock concerned look on her face.

Randy slowly shook his head as he bit his lip, resisting the urge to grab her right then, "I'm not sure. What else do ya got?" he smirked, chewing his gum.

Annie looked up toward the ceiling and rubbed her chin, pretending to be contemplating an answer, "Oh! I know!" She declared, still standing over him. She moved her feet between his legs and wiggled her skirt down her legs, then cast it to the floor. She shook her hips, "Now what do you re-"

She never got to finish. Randy pulled her feet out from under her and sent her plopping down onto the bed. He crawled over her, their heads at the foot of the bed. He leaned down and kissed her urgently, "I think I've gotten my memory back…thanks," he breathed huskily as he treaded his kisses from her mouth to her neck.

He reached his arms around her back, and undid her bra. He yanked it off, gently of course (lol), and pitched it clear across the room. He then smiled at her evilly before taking her exposed left nipple into his warm mouth. He stroked it attentively as she moaned in delight and began to react.

Annie moved her hands all over his body as both fought to take control of the other. Annie finally gained the upper hand and managed to roll them over. She straddled his waist as she bent down to trail kisses from his mouth to each of his pecks to his abdomen.

When she made it to the elastic of his boxers she let out a huff, "No. This won't do. This won't do at all," she declared before yanking them off of him, not leaving him any time to question what she was talking about. Randy gasped as took him in her mouth. She had never done that before. He wondered shortly 'What has she been reading? Who told her how to do that?' Randy couldn't think anymore as a loud, "Oh, Fuck!" escaped his mouth when he felt her tease his sack.

He was gasping for air when she finally ceased. She looked down at him for a moment before noticing that bruise from earlier. She pouted as she looked at it, "Poor baby. I guess I'll have to kiss it and make it better."

Randy's eyes widened at this new side of Annie he was seeing. He smiled when she bent down and gently kissed his bruise, tracing it slowly with her tongue for a moment before standing up and removing her white lace thong, that matched her now departed bra. Randy lay there, still shocked at the way she was taking control.

Annie hovered just above his shaft, her heat tickling the senses of Randy's head. She reached to the nightstand and snatched a condom from the drawer. She slipped it on like an expert, then smiled before she quickly filled herself with his length.

Randy let out a loud gasp as he felt himself drown in her warmth. Annie began to move on him. She traced her hands up to his shoulders, then up his arms until they finally entwined with his hands. Randy pulled her body toward him, then flipped them over, in a move that put kama sutra to shame.

He began to move more urgently inside her as he seized her lips. His thumb lightly stoked her clit as he pumped. She moaned in his mouth as their tongues mingled and bodies began to move more fluidly. Annie felt as though she were floating for who knows how long before she felt her body reach it's peak. She felt her legs shaking, her heart pounding, her center throbbing around Randy's pulsing, pumping cock, and all of her senses tingling as she came. She began chewing quickly on the gum she didn't even know she had. She then heard Randy's moan of climax right before she felt something different. Something warm…inside of her.

Her eyes shot open to see Randy's own wide eyed expression. She swallowed hard and looked down at their still joined middles. Randy pulled out slowly to reveal a busted Trojan condom, hanging from his member. It was now his turn to swallow hard.

"Oops," was his shaken reaction.

Annie took a couple of deep breaths to calm down, "Oops?? Oops!!! What do you mean 'OOPS!?" she squeaked in a panic.

"I mean, oops," he repeated.

"What just happened here?" she asked as Randy moved to lay next to her. Most likely to gain control of his racing thoughts as well.

He took a couple of moments to gather his thoughts, "I mean the condom busted, Annie. Which means two things: 1) You could get pregnant, and 2) We just made some hardcore lovin' to bust a Trojan. I mean, damn, Annie. I had no idea you could be so…" he trailed off, unable to keep from grinning.

"You act like it's no big deal. I could be pregnant, Randy. You don't care?" Annie asked, still in shock.

"Of course I care, Annie, but look at it from my perspective," he turned over and propped himself up on one elbow and looked down at her, "We're going to be getting married. If you get pregnant, all that means is that we don't have to wait to be parents."

Annie's features softened into a smile. She lunged up toward him, "I love you," she sighed into his shoulder.

"I love you, too. C'mere," he said as he pulled her closer to him and lay back down on the bed, "let's get some sleep, but first," he leaned down and kissed her full on the mouth, taking back his gum, "Thanks for holding that for me."

"You're welcome," she half sobbed, half laughed. She then pulled the covers up over them, purposely pulling some under her eyes. She knew she'd end up crying. She was scared, happy, and nervous at the same time. Scared because of the fact that she could get pregnant, happy because Randy didn't seem to mind, and nervous because she didn't know if she was ready to be a mother. (A/N: Cue evil laughter: muwhahahahhahahhahhaahhahah).

~Tuesday~

Rose squinted her already closed eyes as the sunlight beamed into the room and straight into her face. She could feel it warm on her cheeks. She yawned as she stretched, then opened her eyes. She looked around, not recognizing her surroundings. Her heart began to beat faster as confusion swept through her mind.

In a panic, she tried desperately to remember what happened last night and how she got there. She thought back to the arena. She had left with Rene. After getting into his rental, he had asked her if she wanted to go some where and get something to eat. She had agreed, and they had gone to a local Denny's.

Then they had left there and, and…what? She couldn't remember anything after that. Her eyes darted around the room for hints or clues, but she found nothing. She heard a shower being turned off. She looked up toward the noise. She was in a hotel room, but whose she did not know.

The bathroom door swung open, and Rose felt herself breath out a sigh of relief before going off on the person standing in front of her. "Rene!?! Where the Hell am I, and how did I get here?" she demanded.

Rene took a breath, a little thrown by getting yelled at first thing in the morning, "You're in my hotel room. You fell asleep last night after we left Denny's. I tried to wake you up and ask you where you were staying, but you wouldn't budge," he explained in a hurry. Scared that he might get tossed out of the window at any given second.

Rose's expression relaxed a little bit, "Oh. Sorry. I don't usually do that," she apologized.

"Don't usually do what? Wake up in an unknown place or fall asleep after a da-dinner," he covered, mentally slapping himself.

"Huh?" she asked as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, "Oh. Neither one, actually," she yawned again. She looked down to see that she was still wearing the same outfit from last night except for her shoes, which she spotted carefully placed by the dresser across the room.

She also noticed the crumpled up sheet and blanket that sat atop a large pillow on the couch. He had given her the bed, and he had slept on the couch, she gathered. 'What a sweetheart,' she thought to herself. She heard a grumble come from the man still standing in the doorway of the bathroom. His hair was still dripping, and his tanned, muscular chest was bare. Rose then cocked an eyebrow at the noise he had just made.

"I haven't eaten breakfast yet," he shrugged.

Rose couldn't hold back the small grin that crept onto her face, "Why don't you take me to my hotel? I'll get ready, we'll have breakfast, and then you can have your second swim lesson."

Rene nodded his head, "Okay," he said before taking his towel and drying his hair followed by slipping on a t shirt. Rose couldn't help staring. He looked so cute. She swallowed hard as she forced the "unwanted" thoughts out of her mind.

"I'm going to use your bathroom really quick," Rose said getting to her feet and going to said location. Once she was in the safe confines of the bathroom walls, Rose let out a sigh before washing her face. She had a picture of how Rene looked today. Wet, dripping hair, t shirt, tanned kaki pants, and tennis shoes. She let out another sigh and cleared her head of all thoughts save for getting through the day.

Thirty minutes later, Rene and Rose were at her hotel room. Rose took a quick shower and dressed. She wore a black and white Adidas jogging suit over her shiny, silver bikini. She didn't wear any make-up and her hair was pulled back into a half-ponytail. She'd be teaching Rene how to swim again so she might as well dress for the occasion.

Taking one last look in the mirror and declaring herself ready, Rose stepped out of the bathroom. Rene looked up from where he was sitting and smiled when he saw that she was done. He was getting really, really hungry and had been tempted to sneak away and get some breakfast. However, he wasn't that mean and had waited like a good boy.

They left her hotel at noon. By twelve-thirty they were seated in the back of a local waffle house, Rene of course, adorned a pair of sunglasses and a black WWE logo cap. He ordered a large omelet with a side of bacon, while Rose ordered a waffle and grits.

Rene began the small talk, "You didn't talk much last night."

Rose shrugged, "I guess I just didn't have anything to say."

"Really? I think there's plenty to say," Rene smiled. "I mean, we're trying to be friends, right? So we should get to know each other."

"Yah…so what did you have in mind?"

"We could always play twenty questions," he suggested with a goofy grin.

"Okay. You go first. Ask away," Rose obliged.

"Alright," and with that, the games began.

~~~

An hour later, Rene had learned that Rose's favorite colors were black, blue, and pink. Her favorite band was Disturbed, but she liked a little bit of every type of music. Among the more important things, he learned that she was born in Indianapolis, Indiana, but moved several times to several different states. He couldn't even remember all of them.

He had also learned that she was an orphaned child, and that had made him feel bad for asking about her parents. The pain she felt was evident on her face as she told him. Even though she did try to make it sound like it was no big deal, he could tell it was. All he could do was smile and apologize for asking her about it. Rene turned his attention to the waitress as she returned with his credit card and he signed the receipt.

Rose was also thinking about the new facts she had learned. Among them was his favorite food: some kind of damned protein bar. She had also learned that he had been training since he was thirteen and dieting since before that. When she asked him what it was he wanted most, he had told her it was to make his father proud.

He then told her about winning the tag team belts and how excited his dad had been. She recalled the story he had told her, "My mother said they were eating dinner and had the television on so they could see my match. When he saw the pin, and realized that Sylvan and I had won, he spit his drink out and all over her shirt and nearly chocked on his green beans," he had laughed as he recalled it.

Rose smiled at all of the new information, then started to get up, "You ready for your next lesson?"

Rene stood and grabbed his jacket, "Sure. Where are we practicing? Your hotel or mine?"

"Mine," she said as they exited the Waffle house. Rose reached in her purse and fished out a twenty, then handed it to Rene.

Rene eyed her for a moment, "What's that for?"

"For breakfast," she returned with a 'duh' expression.

"Umm…no," he shook his head, "That's okay."

Rose couldn't do that. Although her and Rene were getting along now, she couldn't allow him or anyone else to pay for her. If she did, it felt like she would be letting a piece of her independence slip away, "No, it's not okay. Take the damn money," she retorted as she stepped forward and took his hand, placing the twenty in his palm. Her heart jumped when his other hand wrapped around her wrist, preventing her from pulling back.

"I said no, Rose," he shook his head.

"I didn't ask you to pay for me. It's not like we're a cou-"

"Consider it payment for the swimming lessons," he interrupted, not liking where the conversation was headed.

"You're teaching me to drive in return, remember? That's payment enough," she insisted.

"Well, then consider it a tip," he smiled slyly, his hand still around her wrist.

Rose rolled her eyes, "Fine, but next time we go somewhere, I'm paying."

"Next time?" Rene questioned as he pulled her slightly closer, "You want there to be a next time?" His voice was nearly a whisper, but Rose heard it perfectly, along with the secret message it held.

She swallowed hard and took a breath. Avoiding his gaze, she slipped her wrist out of his loose grasp and started walking toward the car, "We should get going."

Rene let out the breath he was holding and followed her to the rental. 'What's it going to take?' he mentally sighed.

~~~

It was nine o'clock that night, and Rose was finishing up her English essay. She attached the file to the email, and sent it to her professor. "Online classes aren't so bad after all," she admitted to herself. It had been a long month, but she was still managing to balance her classes with work and then all of that between teaching Rene to swim and learning to drive.

She sighed at the thought of Rene. He was filling her head more and more often lately. She thought back to his lesson today. It had been a little awkward after the exchange in the parking lot, but all in all, it was a success. He had perfected the back stroke and was now moving on to the breast-stroke. 'He'll have that down in a matter of minutes,' she thought to herself. Then she could start teaching him the fun stuff like underwater swimming and how to stay up in deep water.

She also recalled how hard it had been to stand so close to him while wearing so little. While she was demonstrating the breaststroke to Rene, her thigh had accidentally brushed up against his groin. She remembered feeling her blood surge. Her body heat alone probably caused the temperature in the pool to raise several degrees.

Rose let out a little groan as she stood up. Her muscles ached, and she needed to wash the chlorine out of her hair. She had hit the books as soon as Rene had brought her back to her hotel. She still couldn't believe that she had spent the night in his room last night. Somehow, she had envisioned her first night sharing a room with a man slightly different. For one, she would have known about it, and secondly, she would have been able to wake up next to the man she loved, knowing that he loved her in return.

'Who are you kidding? That will never happen. No body ever wanted you before. What makes you think it should be any different now? You've never been wanted, and you'll sure as Hell never be loved. Give up,' the little voice inside her head antagonized.

Rose swallowed the growing lump in her throat and grabbed a towel. For years she had gone through life, refusing to make friends, to fall in love, and tonight she would refuse herself the comfort of tears. She would refuse to expose that weakness, even to herself. Rose always believed what her inner-voice, her fear and pain, told her and had for years. Why should now be any different? 'Give up. Give up the foolish dreams of love and a family.'

"It's better that way, anyway. I don't need any of it! I have a great job, I'm making money, and I'm going to college," Rose paused, "I don't need anything else-I don't want anything else," she declared, regaining her sense of independence, and with it, her loneliness.

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Is Annie pregnant? Is Randy really as calm as he seems to be? What about Rose? Will she continue to push potential friendship and love away? What will happen next??? DUN DUN DUN! You'll just have to review this chapter and read the next to find out, LOL. (I really love doing that!)

Okay, I know, that last part was a bit depressing, but hey, I can't just make it EASY, now can I??? LOL. Please REVIEW!!

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