Okay, since I just had to write the last half of that last chapter, this one will continue where that one left off. So here is chapter 60!
Chapter Sixty: Dave's P.O.V.
4:30 A.M. That's what time my watch read. At least that's what I think it read. I couldn't really tell with all of the mud on it. The storm continued as I slowly rocked the swing back and forth.
It had been about an hour since Jessie had laid her head down on my lap and gone to sleep but I still didn't want to move her. She looked so peaceful.
My thoughts started to wander about any and everything, the storm, work, and eventually Evolution.
Randy…when I thought of Evolution, I immediately thought of Randy's decision to want to leave. How could he do that? He also said that I should do the same.
I couldn't do that though. No matter what Paul and Ric act like, they were still the ones that got me where I was. I respected them and I couldn't just abandon them like that.
Paul…what did he mean when he said he'd make me wish I'd never told him what I did? How was he going to get back at me? Was Jessie in danger? Would anybody else help stop what he would do?
Ric…he just did whatever Paul told him to. But he was such an influence on how I wrestle today. I couldn't disrespect him by saying I want out of Evolution like Randy had suggested. Chances are Ric and Paul would somehow blame it on my relationship with Jessie.
Jessie…so loving, so intelligent, so…beautiful. But what had she been talking to John about that she didn't want me to know? That question still rang through my head. But I couldn't very well get mad at her for it. After all, I was keeping a secret, too, but Randy was right. As long as I acted like there was nothing wrong, Jess would never suspect anything. And she didn't, or at least she didn't show it.
So many thoughts and just not enough days like these to think them. I felt Jessie begin to stir and looked down to see her eyes open.
"Why are we still outside?" she yawned.
"Just haven't gotten enough energy to go in yet," I answered.
"Well, I'll help you out by walking in myself," she said, getting up and going inside.
I smiled and followed her into the house. She started to go upstairs and towards my bedroom.
"Umm…Jess, I was thinking maybe we should get cleaned up before going to bed," I told her, noticing the mud that still covered her and myself.
"Yeah, I guess that would be a good idea."
"Okay, I'll get the bath ready. Bubbles or no bubbles?" I asked her, smiling.
"You know what I like," she replied, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Bubbles it is then."
Ten minutes later, Jess and I found ourselves submersed in a sea of bubbles.
"Too bad it couldn't be this way every night," Jessie sighed, leaning her head against my bare chest.
"Yeah, but I know a way that we can make it as often as possible."
"And what's that?"
"Move in with me."
"Are you serious?"
"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. This doesn't have anything to do with John living down the street from me, does it?"
"Jess, that whole ordeal was over right after it began. You don't have to worry about it, okay?"
"Alright. I won't."
"So, will you move in with me?"
"You know that I could never turn down an opportunity to be closer to you."