As Julia stepped out of the shower, she closed the shower door. Wrapping a towel around her, she walked out of the bathroom. She looked to the bed and smiled—John laid down with hands behind his head and watched as she stopped a few inches from the bed. He was wearing loose fitting black pajama pants that showed off his well toned chest and abdomen. He smirked and stood up, walking over to her. Looking down at her, his hand traveled up to her face. Instantly she moved her face towards his and their lips met. As his arms wrapped around Julia's waist, she wrapped hers around his neck, she soon stood on her tip toes to try and reach his height. John laughed at her attempt then in one swift motion, he lifted her up into his arms taking her over to the bed. Gently, he placed her on the bed, her head resting on the soft, feathered pillows. John crawled up on top of her and soon, their kissing continued, which soon turned to something more as John's tongue slipped into her mouth. His hand, gently caressing her shoulder as he pulled off her cotton towel. Her hands, begun to caress his chest and abdomen, she returned her hands to his shoulders, as her deep green eyes met with his. Slowly, John's lips touched her neck, lovingly kissing it, as his hands moved up and down her sides. Julia's hands met up with the edge of his pants. Grasping them, she began to pull downwards, slowly all of his skin was exposed and she nearly took it off……
" No!" Julia yelled as she threw the blankets off of her and started breathing heavily. She held her chest as she tried to catch her breath. She was having a dream about John….again. Night after night she tried to convince herself that they were just friends and needed to be just that. Julia swung her feet over the edge of the bed and pulled her hair back behind her ears. She stood up and went into the bathroom to watch her face in hopes of gaining back her senses. She just wanted to wash that dream away just like the others she had before. Over the past few weeks, John and her had become best friends. They learned a lot about each other and shared things no other person knew about them. And Julia didn't want that to end. Washing her face she sighed then headed back to bed, she had to wake up in a few hours and head to the arena, but first she was going to have breakfast with Randy, Christy, and John. After a dream like that how can I face him? She asked herself. Laying back down on the bed, she rolled over and tried to fall back asleep. But, images of John and his boxers filled her head. Deciding against it, she figured she would find something else to pass the time. Reaching over the bed she picked up her laptop and decided to search the internet.
Julia was so busy catching up on her online screen shopping that she was surprised to see that her clock now said ten-thirty. Sighing she turned off her laptop and replaced it back on the floor. She stood up and moved over to the dresser. Pulling out her outfit for the day, she took out a pair of blue sweat pants that said Short Stuff and a white t-shirt. Julia rested them on the bed and grabbed her towel to go take a shower. After about fifteen minutes, she emerged from the bathroom and got dressed. Grabbing her key and wallet, Julia exited the room and headed for the elevator. As the doors opened, she wasn't surprised to see that Christy was late—John and Randy were sitting hungrily in the lounge area. Randy tapped his fingers against the chair and looked blankly towards the ceiling. John was cracking his knuckles, but stopped as he noticed her walking up to them. Smiling and he stood up from the couch. Julia braced herself as he hugged her—John had always made it his business for them to hug when they greeted each other. She liked that he was affectionate, but at the moment the last thing she needed was to be in physical contact with him.
" Did you see Christy while coming down?" Randy asked, breaking through her thoughts
" Nope, I had hoped that she was down here with you guys already." she replied
" I say we leave her, I'm starving." Randy stated
" She'll be here soon. Relax, here chew on this." Julia said as she handed him some gum. Randy grunted but happily took it from her and popped it in his mouth.
" You washed your hair?" John asked
" No, just got it wet in the shower. I didn't feel like straightening it yet." she replied
" Your hair naturally frizzy?" John asked
" Wavy! I don't have frizz , I have waves." Julia snapped as he laughed
" Sure…it looks nice though, you should leave it like this." he commented as he ran his fingers through her hair. Julia blushed and quickly looked away from him in hopes that he didn't take notice. Finally Christy bounced out of the elevator, she quickly ran over to the group and expected that they would be ready to bite her head off. But, Julia and John were so busy talking that they didn't even notice her until Randy groaned loudly.
" I'm sorry guys, I had to fix my hair this morning." she stated as Randy stood up
" You still look like a squirrel. Now lets eat." he replied heading for the dinning area
" Kiss my ass Randy!" Christy barked back walking to catch up with him
" You think Christy likes Randy?" John asked
" Nope….Christy's got the hots for Dave." Julia replied as they started walking to the dinning area also. Once everyone was inside and had got their plates they all found a table and started to devour their meals. Some how John and Julia were sitting at a table alone and Julia couldn't help but stay quiet as he was right across from her. But, John knew something was wrong with her. He stared at her as she wasn't really eating, just playing with her food. As he ate a piece of his eggs, he stopped to look at her before speaking,
" Jay, what's up? You've been real quiet, is something wrong?"
" No, I'm fine….just thinking about some things." she replied
" Like?" John asked
" …..my interview tonight." Julia lied
" Who's your interviewee?" he asked
" Kurt Angle." she replied as John looked at her
" Angle….." John dragged as Julia looked at him
" What now John?" Julia asked
" Nothing, just why do you have to interview him? Kurt's got a stick up his ass." he replied
" Cause it's my job." she said sarcastically
" Job or not, watch your ass. Cause I know Kurt will." John stated as he finished eating,
" John relax. Your acting like a jealous, over protective boyfriend." Julia replied not realizing what she said until it came out her mouth
" ……Yeah, but I'm not your boyfriend." he replied as they stared at each other,
" Hey um do you want to join me and a friend tonight at a club?" Julia asked
" Sure," John replied as she smiled
" Great, I'll invite Randy too. Well I guess, we should be heading to the arena. Get the day over with. So I can prove just how much of a white boy you are." she commented as John laughed
" Ha, be careful I might just sweep you off your feet and take you home with me." John replied
" Sure….just remember the that the Cha-cha Slide is played out now." she said as they stood up to leave. Julia knew John was right—she wasn't stupid, she knew this interview with Kurt was Eric's idea. He was still angry at her for not treating John like the rest of the people she interviewed. Usually her interviewees had their asses verbally handed to them. And he expected no less with John. So this was her punishment, interviewing an arrogant punk with gold medals. She just wanted to get the interview over with and done with. She hoped that the night would run smoothly and just end with her and her friends having a good time at a club. But with her luck the night couldn't be that easy.
