Randy's POV.
I wish I could get my hands on the bastard that hurt my Jennie. Wait a minute, did I just say my Jennie? I must be crazy, yeah, crazy about her.
Granted, she's sixteen, and I'm twenty three. Only six years difference, and I know Paul would never go for it, she's his baby girl.
I watched Shane comfort her, and I felt like shit for having scared her in the first place.
"Randy, it's not your fault." She said after she calmed down. "Come here Jen." I said and opened my arms. She hugged me and I kissed her cheek. "Want me to go to Texas and kill the bastard for you?" I asked. "Nah, cause then my Randy'd be in jail, and I'd miss ya too much." She said grinning.
Steph came in then, "Are you two going to start dating or do I have to kick you both to make you see straight?" She asked. "Mom!" Jennie said and I laughed. "What do ya say Jen, wanna go to the movies tonight?" I asked. "Umm, sure why not, but keep your hands to yourself." She said and I grinned. "Yeah, you better keep your hands to yourself." Ric said giving me a look. "What? Like I'm going to fondle my best friend's daughter." I said and as soon as the words were out I felt like an ass.
Ric's POV.
I couldn't help but laugh, Randy looked like an idiot. But, if he so much as touched her wrong I'd break his hands myself. I guess you could say we're all protective of our little game.
After they left I looked at Steph as if she'd grown three heads. "You know Paul's going to hate this don't you." I told her. "Yeah, but he'll just have to deal with it, Randy's a good guy, he won't hurt her." Steph said glaring at Shane. "And if you say ONE word to daddy about this..." "Don't worry Steph, this is all you." Shane said laughing.
Jennie's POV.
Oh my god, I'm on a date with Randy Orton!! I've been in love with him ever since I met him! Note to self, calm down Levesque.
We went to Cinema 8 and couldn't decide on a movie, "Whatever you pick is fine." I told him. "Nope, you're the lady, you pick." He said and I couldn't help the grin that escaped. "Ok, how about Van Helsing? Or Troy?" I asked him. "Van Helsing sounds good." He said and we went to the line. I started to take my purse out and he stopped me. "Jennie! I'm your date, I pay." He said and I bit back a laugh. "Yes dear." I teased him. "Very funny." He said flashing me that Orton smile that made my knees weak.
We watched the movie and one tiny part scared me a little, well, more startled me than anything, and I jumped. He put his arm around me and I grinned. Halfway through the movie, I turned his head and kissed him.
We kissed for a minute and I felt the sparks, I only hope he did too.
We got in his rental car after the movie was over and he kissed me again. "I had a great time." I said breathlessly. "So did I, I'd love to do this again." He told me. "Um, Randy? Does this mean we're dating?" I asked. "Yeah, if you want to be my girlfriend." He said looking a little hopeful. "There's nothing I want more." I lied kissing him again. Actually there was, I wanted to be his wife, but it's way to pre-mature to even think about that.
I wish I could get my hands on the bastard that hurt my Jennie. Wait a minute, did I just say my Jennie? I must be crazy, yeah, crazy about her.
Granted, she's sixteen, and I'm twenty three. Only six years difference, and I know Paul would never go for it, she's his baby girl.
I watched Shane comfort her, and I felt like shit for having scared her in the first place.
"Randy, it's not your fault." She said after she calmed down. "Come here Jen." I said and opened my arms. She hugged me and I kissed her cheek. "Want me to go to Texas and kill the bastard for you?" I asked. "Nah, cause then my Randy'd be in jail, and I'd miss ya too much." She said grinning.
Steph came in then, "Are you two going to start dating or do I have to kick you both to make you see straight?" She asked. "Mom!" Jennie said and I laughed. "What do ya say Jen, wanna go to the movies tonight?" I asked. "Umm, sure why not, but keep your hands to yourself." She said and I grinned. "Yeah, you better keep your hands to yourself." Ric said giving me a look. "What? Like I'm going to fondle my best friend's daughter." I said and as soon as the words were out I felt like an ass.
Ric's POV.
I couldn't help but laugh, Randy looked like an idiot. But, if he so much as touched her wrong I'd break his hands myself. I guess you could say we're all protective of our little game.
After they left I looked at Steph as if she'd grown three heads. "You know Paul's going to hate this don't you." I told her. "Yeah, but he'll just have to deal with it, Randy's a good guy, he won't hurt her." Steph said glaring at Shane. "And if you say ONE word to daddy about this..." "Don't worry Steph, this is all you." Shane said laughing.
Jennie's POV.
Oh my god, I'm on a date with Randy Orton!! I've been in love with him ever since I met him! Note to self, calm down Levesque.
We went to Cinema 8 and couldn't decide on a movie, "Whatever you pick is fine." I told him. "Nope, you're the lady, you pick." He said and I couldn't help the grin that escaped. "Ok, how about Van Helsing? Or Troy?" I asked him. "Van Helsing sounds good." He said and we went to the line. I started to take my purse out and he stopped me. "Jennie! I'm your date, I pay." He said and I bit back a laugh. "Yes dear." I teased him. "Very funny." He said flashing me that Orton smile that made my knees weak.
We watched the movie and one tiny part scared me a little, well, more startled me than anything, and I jumped. He put his arm around me and I grinned. Halfway through the movie, I turned his head and kissed him.
We kissed for a minute and I felt the sparks, I only hope he did too.
We got in his rental car after the movie was over and he kissed me again. "I had a great time." I said breathlessly. "So did I, I'd love to do this again." He told me. "Um, Randy? Does this mean we're dating?" I asked. "Yeah, if you want to be my girlfriend." He said looking a little hopeful. "There's nothing I want more." I lied kissing him again. Actually there was, I wanted to be his wife, but it's way to pre-mature to even think about that.