Chapter 8

Kira stopped in her spot and said, "Excuse me? Did I just walk into some parallel universe?"

John said, "I've been meaning to tell you...Vince approached me with a WWE movie roll...It's called The Marine...And it starts filming at the end of the month. So Tonight is not the first ass kicking I'm going to get...I've got 3 more weeks of this shit...and then they are going to spread a huge rumor about me getting stabbed at a club by Jesus and his little moron."

Kira huffed and said, "You couldn't tell me sooner and let me get used to the idea of you being GONE for 4 months? John you're my best friend and I came here tonight cause I was scared and worried about you...and you're teetering...You've got a concussion don't you?"

John nodded and said, "And a headache."

Kira nodded and said, "Okay...Well C'mon Rocky Marciano, let's get you cleaned up...By the way...I'm proud of you for taking the movie...Even though I'm gonna miss you like it's going out of style...I think it's great that they recognize you've got more then just wrestling talent."

John got a perverted thought in his mind and decided against saying it in front of Kira...He was just happy that she was there...Her scent of Sunflowers perfume had already invaded his whole hotel room...and he could feel his headache lifting a little...

Kira grabbed a cup and put some warm water in it and a clean wash cloth as she made John sit on the bed laying at a 45 degree angle...it would slow the bleeding...and hopefully get rid of the headache taking pressure off his sore body.

John watched as Kira pulled the blood soaked bandage from his head carefully and laughed when she made a face at the blood...He knew she couldn't stand the site of blood, but was taking it with the grain of salt for him. She dipped the washcloth in the warm water and rung it out and carefully dabbed his forehead...making sure to soak up all the blood...

They made small talk as she retrieved her purse and said, "I've got something much better then those lame ass gauze bandages."

All John could think was please let it be her bra or even t-shirt...No such luck. Her small hands pulled a bottle out of her purse and she said, "It's called liquid Band aide...It seals the cut and protects it from getting infected...We can't have you trying to shoot a movie with an infected brain...you'd never get anything accomplished."

John thought 'My brain is already infect with you.'

Kira cleaned up a little and dug in his suit case and found his track pants and a t-shirt...She smirked and said, "I'll just assume they are clean...Well...Anything is really cleaner then what you have on...You change and I'll call Mark and let him know you're okay and you're battle scars will heal."

John nodded as she pulled the bedroom door shut and he got changed...She was almost as good as having his mom around...She kissed his boo-boos as she called them, gave him clean clothes and was calling his friends to let him know he was still alive after the war. He was a good think he put the track pants on cause his jeans shorts were close to exposing his feelings for her...

Her hands touching him and helping him...it was the smallest act of kindness and it made her innocent and he wanted to make her un-innocent by pushing her onto her back and crawling between her thighs and letting her really 'feel' how he was really enjoying her touching him...It seemed to be happening more often now a days...She'd smile, hug him...touch him in some way and he would instantly get so hard, he felt like running himself into a wall.

All he thought about was Kira...His life was getting pathetic now...He had to tell her...Maybe when he got back from shooting the movie...hopefully...Damn who the hell knew.