Chapter 4 Staying in and a Reality Check

That night at the hotel John was laying on his bed stomach first in just his boxers. It had been a long day and he was over drowsy, his head was sandwiched between two pillows trying to drown out the blasting of noise coming from next door. No luck, this had been going on for about 2 hours and john couldn't take it anymore, he angrily threw the pillows away from him and jumped up out of the bed, he slipped on a pair of shorts and left.

Monica was in her room laying down on couch. The t.v. was turned up way high, she had on a little black eye mask and some headphones listening to "Gold Digger" by Kanye West. Dressed in a black silky night gown that went just inches below her butt you would think she was ready to go to bed, but she wasn't. As much as she tried she couldn't fall asleep, even the sleeping pills weren't working.

"God please give me something to do". She whined. At that second she heard a pounding noise on her door. Not bothering to take off the mask she stumbled to the door, she answered it not even realizing it was John.

"Could you turn that fuckin t.v. down". She heard a familiar voice say.

"Wait a minute...john". Monica said slipping off her mask and her headphones. She was looking up at john who barely had his eyes open, until now.

"Monica, what are you doing here, I thought you were with Kurt and the guys". He asked rubbing his eyes to get them fully opened.

"I wanted to stay in, what about you?". She asked.

"I was staying in too, damn what a coincidence". He said, he was now looking at her, surprised at the sight. He thought she looked so sexy in the night gown she wore and the high pig tails she had topped it off. He felt like picking her up and fucking her against the wall, he soon regained focus. "So what are you doing?".

"Trying to fall asleep, but it's not working, you wanna come in?". She said moving over to the side.

"Sure". He said as he walked inside. While his back was turned Monica took a second to look cena over. She thought he looked so damn fine in those shorts and his ass was just amazing. She could see the muscles on his back, that was her favorite body part of him. She loved how it was sculpted, you could trace down the muscles that stuck out. She soon snapped out of her thoughts and then closed the door. As she turned around she saw john was laying on the bed looking at the t.v. she went and joined him. "So how long have you been up?".

"Since this morning, I can't seem to fall asleep, what about you?".

"I was actually trying to go to sleep, the noise kept me up".

"Sorry about that".

"It's ok I'm glad I'm up, because then I wouldn't be laying her next to you". He said as he smiled at her, Monica put on a nervous smile. Honestly she really did love john, she missed him so much, she missed being with him, she wanted him so bad even when she was married to Enrique, but she couldn't she'd be breaking her promise to him.

"So what do you wanna do?". She asked getting up out of the bed.

"Well how about we practice on some wrestling moves to get ready for your match".

"But it isn't till next week".

"So, maybe us wrestling will make you tired enough to fall asleep".

"Good point, let me go change". She said as she began to walk towards the bathroom.

"Why, I like what you have on". He said with a smirk.

"I'm not wearing this wrestling with you". She said with a smile walking into the bathroom. Less than a minute later she came out in some boxers and a tank top. "Ready".

"Good". He said as he picked her up and put her over his shoulder.

"John put me down". She said in between her laughs. He set her down on the bed, he laid on top of her and they locked up. She rolled him over and tried to put him in the full nelson, but his arms were to big for her, he rolled her over for a pin but she kicked out. As she rolled him over she accidently knocked them onto the floor, he was now laying on top of her. They laughed a little before they stopped and stared at each other, he smiled as he put a strand of hair behind her ear. He leaned down to kiss her but she put her fingers over his lips. "John I can't".

"Yes you can".

"No, I can't". She said. John got off of her as she sat up.

"Why not".

"I'm married".

"Monica please, I care for you to much to let some guy take you away from me".

"I know you do". She said as she stood up. "But I'm not gonna hurt him".

"Monica". He said as he stood up. "I love you, don't you see that".

"Of course I see it, I love you too".

"Then what's the problem?".

"Enrique".

"Tell me something can enrique care for you like I can?". He asked walking towards her.

"No".

"Does he treat you like I can?". He asked. She kept silent, he continued. "Can he make love to you like I can, do you scream his name when you have sex with him, does he make you smile like I can, does he make you happy like I do. Does he kiss you like I can, does he comfort you like I do, can he hold you right, is he as romantic as me, can he turn you on the way I turn you on, is he as affectionate as me". He continued to walk towards her until she was backed against the wall. "Do you look at him the way you do me, does he have the balls to fuck you in any other place then the bed, my god what attracts you to him".

"I don't know ok". She finally said, tears were beginning to fall down her cheeks. "Just something". John shook his head in frustration as he backed away from her.

"When your ready, I'll be waiting. In the meantime, I'll see you next week". He said as he left slamming the door behind him. Monica slowly slid down the wall onto the floor, she pulled her knees to her chest as she began to cry.

"You just don't know how much I want you John". She whispered to herself.