-Two Hours Later-
Cheyenne had just finished her shower and gotten dressed when she heard a knock at the door. She's wearing charcoal gray cargo-type pants with pink mesh detail and pink straps near the bottom and a black shirt that has The Crow on front with Eric Draven's picture (the main character in the movie) and on the back it says "he was already dead/he died a year ago/the moment he touched her" in pink lettering. She went to the door to let John in.
"Hey. Come on in." Cheyenne blushed. She couldn't help it. He looked so good in his shorts and jersey. He was the sexiest man she'd ever seen and he was here, in her hotel room. Her mom would freak if she found out.
"Nice shirt. I haven't seen that movie in forever." John liked the way she looks all casual. It's a nice change from the business suits she usually wore to work. He'd still like to see her hair down though. It's always in a pony tail or something.
"Thanks. The Crow's one of my favorite movies. If you could lay on the bed, so I can check your ribs."
John lay down on the bed.
"Could you remove your shirt?" Cheyenne blushed.
"Oh, yeah. Right." John took off his shirt. He noticed that she blushed even more. He liked her blush.
"Thanks." Cheyenne started checking his ribs.
"Any time."
Just then her cell rang. "Oh, just a sec." She answered her phone. Of course her mom would call at a time like this. After ten minutes, she finally convinced her mom to call back later. "I'm sorry about that."
"Nah, it's aight. Your mom just cares about you. I think it's cute." That really made her blush.
"I'm just gonna tape up your ribs again and just take it easy until Tuesday."
"Yes, Doc."
"Haha, smartass." Cheyenne joked, while she started taping up his ribs.
"Me? Smartass? Never." John said with a shocked look on his face.
"Yeah right." Cheyenne laughed.
John liked this playful side of Cheyenne.
When she reached around his back to tape him up, their faces came close together. John couldn't resist kissing her.
Christa was shocked at first but then, leaned into it. She'd never been kissed like this before.
John deepened the kiss. She tasted so sweet. She kissed like an innocent.
Cheyenne hoped this kiss never stopped. She didn't know why someone like John Cena would kiss her but she's glad he did.
Just when John started to deepen it further, his cell phone started ringing. He started to ignore it but Cheyenne pulled back.
"Aren't you going to answer that?"
"I wasn't planning on it but I guess I will now." John said disappointedly.
He answered his phone. "Yo."
"Hey, man. You gonna coem to the club with us tonight?" asked Rey.
"Probably. I'll call you back in about ten minutes to let you know."
"Aight. We're leaving in 30 minutes. Meet us in the lobby or take your own rental. We're going to the same club as the other night."
"Aight. Bye."
"Bye."
John hung up the phone. "Hey, uh...would you like to go to the club with me and some of the others?"
"Are you sure?" Why would John Cena want to go out with her? He had surprised her a lot tonight, though.
"Yes, I'm sure. I like you. I want to go out with you."
"Um...I don't really have clothes to wear to a club."
"Baby, you can wear what you got on."
"Is this um...a date?" Cheyenne blushed.
"Well, yeah. I mean, if you want it to be."
"Yes, I would like it to be, so I can't wear this." Cheyenne laughed.
"Aight. Well, I'm gonna go shower and I'll come get you in about 20 minutes, okay?"
"Okay."
John kissed her one more time before he left.
Cheyenne rushed around, looking for something to wear. She put on a black mid-thigh length skirt with a satin blue sash as a belt, a matching blue cami, an ankle-length black coat, knee-high boots that lace up the front like a corset, a crystal pendant star drop choker and matching bracelet, and a black tote bag with a little picture of Eeyore that says "I need a hug" in blue on it. She'd just finished putting everything in her purse after finishing her make-up when she heard a knock at the door. She opened the door.
"Damn, baby. You look hott." John had never seen her in a skirt before.
"Thank you." Cheyenne blushed.
John couldn't control himself. He had to kiss her. Cheyenne moaned. 'He has to be the best kisser in the world.'
Just then, Bradshaw walked by and whistled when he saw them in the doorway. "Damn, John. Couldn't wait to get her inside?"
"Haha. Funny, Bradshaw. Come on, baby. Let's go."
"Okay." Cheyenne blushed at being caught.
-Later-
Cheyenne had been relieved to find that Torrie's one of the people John hangs out with regularly. They were at one of the hottest clubs in town. Cheyenne was in awe at some of the dancing people were doing. She could never get her butt to move like that!
"Hey, you wanna dance?" John whispered to her.
"Like that?" Cheyenne laughed.
"Like that or whatever. However you wanna dance."
"I can not dance like that!"
"Why not?"
"Because my ass isn't that talented!" Cheyenne laughed.
"Well, if you want, on our days off, I'll teach you how to move your ass like that."
"Okay." Cheyenne blushed.
"Good but for now, the next slow song's mine, aight?"
"Aight." Cheyenne giggled.
The next slow song, John pulled her out on the floor. He pulled her in close. During the dance, they started kissing and everyone around them seemed to disappear. Cheyenne had never felt like that before.
"Um...would you like to get outta here? Go back to the hotel and hang out." John asked her.
"Um...yeah. I would."
They said bye to the others and left.
-Back at the Hotel-
Cheyenne came out of the bathroom wearing pink satin Tinkerbell pajama pants and a matching satin camisole. John was sitting on the couch trying to find something to watch. Cheyenne sat next to him. "Find anything?"
"Nope. Damn, Chy. Can you ever look bad? So sexy all the time. Can you do something for me though?
"What?"
"Take you hair down."
"Um..okay." She took her hair out of the ponytail.
"Mmm...better." John kissed her.
They made out for a little while before Cheyenne forced him to watch Dirty Dancing. John didn't mind though as long as he was watching it with her. Cheyenne fell asleep halfway through the movie with her head on John's chest and his arm around her shoulder.
-Thursday-
Cheyenne woke up in her bed with John next to her. He must've moved her some time during the night.
"What time is it?" John groaned.
"Um...ten."
"Dammit."
"What?"
"I don't wanna go but I have to get my workout in before noon when I have to be at the arena."
"Oh, I see." Cheyenne said disappointedly.
"I had a good time last night."
"Me too."
"Wanna go on another date with me?"
"Yeah. I'd like that."
"Me too." He got out of bed. "I'll see you later." He kissed her.
Just then her phone rang.
"Next time we get together though, let's turn our phones off." John joked before he left.
"Hey, Mom..." Cheyenne answered her phone.
-House Show that Night-
It had been a slow night. Cheyenne hadn't really done anything. She was kinda bored. She must've fallen asleep because the next thing she knew, she felt someone kissing her.
"Wake up, sleepyhead. Not supposed to be sleeping on the job." John said playfully.
"Well, someone kept me up later than I'm used to last night." She joked back.
"Well, maybe you should've told him to get the hell out. You don't want him doggin' on your doorstep."
"Oh, I don't mind him doggin' on my doorstep. I actually like it."
"Oh, really? Well, can he dog on your doorstep again tonight?"
"Hmm...I think I can arrange that."
"So, I'll come by around 10:30-11?" John kissed her and left.
-Later-
Cheyenne opened the door to John standing there holding drinks and chips.
"I brought food. I'm so damn hungry. You want some?"
"No. I'm fine."
"Sure? This is some good stuff."
"I'm positive. My diet doesn't exactly call for Doritos."
"Diet? Why you on a diet?"
"The same reason everyone else gets on one."
"Aight, smartass but you don't need a diet. You look sexy the way you are."
"I look fat." Cheyenne laughed.
"I like a girl I don't have to worry about breaking when I'm making love to her."
Cheyenne laughed. "So, you plan on making love to me?"
John was shocked. "N-no. I mean, it'd be nice but I don't plan that type of thing."
Cheyenne kissed him. John was surprised. She'd always waited for him to kiss her first. he liked that she was comfortable enough to kiss him first.
Some time during the conversation, they'd ended up sitting on the bed.
John started undressing her. "Are you sure about this?"
"Is this like a one-night stand?"
"I don't really do one-night stands, Cheyenne. I know with my reputation, you might think that, but I'm not like that."
"I believe you, John. yes, I'm sure about this."
John kissed her then. Cheyenne had the best night of her life. John was very gentle with her, knowing it was her first time with a guy.
-Friday Morning-
Cheyenne's phone started ringing, waking them up. Cheyenne groaned and picked up the phone. "Hey, Mom." She whispered, not wanting to wake up John. She talked to her mom for about 15 minutes and then hung up the phone. She started to roll over when John pulled her close from behind.
"Does she call every morning at the same time?" He groaned.
"Yes, she does. Good morning to you too. I tried not to wake you."
"Good morning. It's okay. Tell your mom to start calling at about 1. Ten o'clock is too early for us to be waking up."
"Yeah. What am I supposed to tell her? My man keeps me up all night and doesn't wanna be woken up early?"
"Sounds good to me." John laughed.
"Oh, yeah right." Cheyenne playfully slapped him. "Well, tonight when she calls, I'll ask her to start calling at a later time." Cheyenne kissed him.
John started to deepen the kiss but Cheyenne stopped him. "I thought you needed your sleep." She said playfully.
"Well, since I'm already up, mine as well have fun."
They didn't get up for several hours.
-Saturday Night-
They had a show tonight. John and Cheyenne hadn't been seen since after the show two days before.
"Hey, John. Where you been? You haven't been answering your phone." Orlando said.
"I've been busy."
"Who is she? Or should I say was she?"
"She is Cheyenne. The trainer who I took to the club with us the other night."
"The fat chick?"
"Don't make me kick your ass, Orlando." John said seriously.
"I'm sorry, man. I won't say it again."
"I know you won't." John walked off.
Orlando stood there in shock. John had never acted like that over a female before.
-Medical Room-
Cheyenne felt someone hug her from behind. "Mmm...hey, baby."
"How'd you know it was me?"
"Who else would it be?" Cheyenne laughed.
"Better not be anybody else. Don't wanna have to kick everyone's ass but you know I could if I had to, right?" John winked.
"Whatever you say." Cheyenne laughed.
"Mmm...whatever I say, huh? Well, I say kiss me...using tongue."
Cheyenne accepted his challenge. John backed up to sit on the examining table with Cheyenne standing between his legs.
"Damn, I need to get hurt more." Carlito said behind them.
"Shut the fuck up, jackass." John really hates Carlito.
"Oh...now, that's not cool but this little trainer here, now that's cool." Calito grabbed Cheyenne's arm. Cheyenne tried to pull away.
"Get your damn hand off my girl." John growled.
"Your girl? Are you his girl?"
"Yes, I am." Cheyenne pulled on her arm again but Carlito tighted his hold on it. "Ow!"
"Mother fucker!" John punched Carlito, making him fall to the floor. "Get your ass out." Carlito left the room.
"I'm sorry, baby. Let me see your arm." John said softly.
"It's okay."
"Just let me see your arm for myself, please."
Cheyenne let him see her arm.
"Fuck!" Carlito had left bruises on her arm.
"It's okay. I've had bruises before." Cheyenne kissed him, trying to calm him down.
"I don't like seeing someone I love being hurt by anyone."
"You love me?" Cheyenne said shocked.
"Well, yeah, I guess I do. Look my mom was beat by my dad when I was little. He's changed a lot since then. He cleaned up his act but I'll never forget that. I know it's fast but I know in my heart that I love you. I don't want anything to happen to you."
"I think I love you too." Cheyenne smiled.
John hugged her tight and kissed her softly on the lips.
Then, Rene Dupree came in, needing his ankle looked at.
"Well, I'll see you later, aight?"
"Okay."
"Don't forget to call your mom." He winked. Cheyenne laughed and then turned to Rene.
-Sunday Morning-
It was 2 AM. They hadn't left the arena until around 11. They got to the hotel at about 11:15. They'd started making love as soon as they got into the motel room. They'd just finished another round.
"I'm definitely not gonna need that diet if I keep working out with you this much." Cheyenne joked.
"You don't need the diet period." John slapped her ass.
"Hey!"
"Hey, yourself."
"That's my ass you're slapping."
"Mmm...but it's a nice ass. I want one like it."
"You an have mine and I'll take your nice, tight one." Cheyenne laughed.
John kissed her, which started round four before they finally went to sleep.
-Noon-
They woke up to a phone ringing. This time it was John's. He rolled over to get it off the nightstand.
"Yo." John said sleepily.
"Johnathan, did I wake you up?" John's dad asked.
"Yes, sir."
Cheyenne rolled over. "Who is it, baby?" She whispered.
"My dad. Go back to sleep. I'll take it outside." John kissed her softly. "Hold up, Dad. I need to get my pants on real quick." John whispered into the phone.
"You shouldn't mess around with all those little girls. You're gonna catch something."
"Dad, it's not like that. She's different. I love her." John said once he got in the hallway.
"How long before she put out?" His father said angrily.
"That's really none of your damn business. Did you have a reason for calling?" For some reason, him and his father always end up fighting about something.
"Yes. Your mother wants you to come home for Thanksgiving. Are you coming?"
"Yes. I always do."
"Fine. Bring your little friend if you want. I'm sure your mother would like to meet this person you think you're in love with."
"I'll ask her." John hung up the phone without even saying bye. Then, he went back into the room.
"What did he want?" Cheyenne had gotten dressed while he was on the phone.
"To get all up in my business and ask if I was going home for Thanksgiving, like I've ever missed. Mom would go crazy."
"I know what you mean. My mom's the same way but this year she decided to spend the holidays with her husband's family."
"Come home with me."
"That's okay. I don't want to intrude or anything."
"No. You wouldn't be intruding. My dad told me to ask you. Besides, I want my mom to meet the girl I love."
"I like hearing you say that."
"Oh, you do? Well, I'll just have to keep saying it but on to more important things, why'd you get dressed?" John pulled her in close.
"Because, I'm going shopping. You can come if you want." Cheyenne said.
"Let me get dressed real quick and then we can go."
"Hurry."
-The Mall-
"How many more stores do we have to go to? We've been here for hours." John groaned.
"All of hem until i find something to wear to Thanksgiving dinner. I have to look nice to meet your mom."
"My mom will love you no matter what you're wearing. She'll love you because I love you."
"I love you too. Now, let's go here."
"Argh! Woman!" John said playfully, following her into the store.