Chapter Fifty-Nine: Jessica's P.O.V.

After RAW, while I was waiting for Dave to get ready to leave, I decided I would reply to John's message by giving him a call.

"Lo?" he answered.

"John, it's Jessie."

"Hi, J. What's up?"

"That's what I was wondering. What did you mean in that text you sent me?"

"Oh, yeah. I know about the scheme you and Edge had."

"What! How'd you find out about that?"

"The week I traveled with you, he ended up telling me. I know that was nearly a month ago but I didn't know how to tell you that I knew."

"You aren't going to tell Dave, are you?" I asked worriedly.

"Tell me what?"

I turned around to see Dave, duffel bag in hand.

"Nothing," I answered quickly as he looked at me suspiciously.

"J, you still there?" I heard John's voice come from my cell phone.

"Yeah, listen, I got to go, okay?"

"Alright. Bye."

"And J? I won't tell him," he said and hung up.

"So, who was that?" Dave asked as we began to walk outside.

"John."

"Okay, so what could you possibly have said to him that he couldn't tell me?"

"If I didn't want John to tell you what makes you think that I will?"

"Because you love me," he said, smiling that sexy smile of his.

That comment really got me thinking. We had only been going out for a good three to four months now but I felt something for Dave that I had never felt in my life. "Yeah, Dave, I do love you."

"Really?" he asked and I nodded. "Good, because I love you, too."

I smiled brightly as Dave draped a big arm around my shoulders and kissed the top of my head. It felt so good to be loved.

(A/N: Just so ya'll know this last half of this chapter is just for fun, it could've been thrown out because it has absolutely no relevance to the plot but I just wanted to throw something different and happy in it. So continue reading.)

That night, we caught a flight to Dave's house in D.C. By the time the cab pulled in the driveway, it was raining cats and dogs. Dave ran up under the awning of the front porch and then turned around to see that I was standing in the yard with my eyes closed.

"Jess, you're going to get sick. Get up here!"

I opened my eyes as rain continued to trickle down my face. I smiled and walked up to Dave and pulled on his arm. "Come on, Dave, it'll help you relax."

"No way, Jess. We've got a house show Friday. I can't get sick."

Despite his complaining, I kept pulling on his arm, but he wouldn't budge. His strength was too great for me to move him. I glanced behind me and noticed a growing mud puddle and an idea sprang to my head.

My foot suddenly "slipped" in the mud and I found myself in the puddle.

Dave reacted just as I had expected him to. He ran from the porch and to my side.

"Jess, are you okay? Let me help you up," he said, bending down and extending his hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I said, grabbing his outstretched hand. Just as he was pulling me up, I threw all of my weight back into the puddle, bringing Dave down with me.

I started to laugh out loud at him. Mud was splattered all over his face.

"I can't believe you, Jess," he said, trying not to laugh but to no avail. He threw his arm around my stomach and pulled me close. "You're beautiful even when you're covered in mud."

I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I blushed. He always did this, finding ways to make me blush.

Before we knew it, it was 3:00 A.M. and we were still outside. Dave had finally convinced me to come sit on the swing under the awning of the porch. And there we sat, listening to the rain and watching the thunder clouds roll in.

In case you haven't noticed, I'm a hopeless romantic and this would beso awesomeso I had to throw something like this in. It's fun but at the same time romantic and that's just how I think. I hope you liked it. If not, I'm sorry.