AN: Wow...so I finally did it, I finished this fic! lol. I can finally get started on some other ideas that I have. Thank you guys for the reviews...I really appreciate it and I love reading what you guys think about my work. So don't forget to leave a review for this one as well, lol. I hope you guys enjoy. Until the next story...

I Disclaim

Four Months Later….

"Hurry up Trish! We're going to be late for the rehearsal dinner" Randy shouted as he slipped his shoes on and quickly slid his black jacket suit on. He checked his watch before shaking his head and taking a seat on the couch.

"I'm coming in a sec! I can't find my shoes" she yelled back down at him from the upstairs bedroom.

"You mean the shoes you brought down earlier today so that you wouldn't have to frantically search for them when it was time to go?" he asked with a small smirk on his face as he got up and stood at the bottom of the stairs. She quickly rushed out of the room and leaned slightly over the banister. He could clearly see the blush that rose to her cheeks and he couldn't help but smile. Sure, it was frustrating having to wait on her from time to time….mainly because she spent so much time talking to Amy on the phone. He couldn't figure out what they could possibly talk about on the phone. They could spend an entire day together and still come home and call each other up and talk for hours…. 'What could they possibly be talking about' he often asked himself. When he would ask her, he would only receive a giggle in response but that was enough for him. Her giggle always melted his insides.

Dear God…she was turning him into mush. He would have to learn how to be more stern with her….the last thing he needed was for her to think that she had him wrapped around her finger. Well, she did have him somewhat whipped but pigs would fly before he'd admit that.

A couple minutes later Trish came running down the stairs and just like every other time he had to wait on her, finally seeing her always made the wait worthwhile. She was wearing a long red silk halter dress that hugged every curve and had a longer train in the back of the dress. The back of the dress was a low cut and stopped right above her backside. If Randy didn't know any better, he could swear that she wasn't wearing any underwear and the mere thought of that made him want to groan in pleasure and take her right then and there.

"Randy…." Trish called out as she placed her hands on his cheeks.

"You okay?" she asked with concern as she saw the glazed look on his face. He only nodded before pulling her closer to him. She was standing one step above him and she was still shorter than him. He actually loved that about them. She fit so well in his arms…and he fitted perfectly in her.

"You look gorgeous" he smiled.

"Would it look bad if we were late?" Randy asked suggestively and Trish quickly swatted his shoulder.

"Of course it would. You are the best man and I'm the matron of honour….technically we should be there before the future bride and groom" Trish giggled as she didn't miss the look of disappointment that cross his features.

"But…" she continued, placing her hands around his neck and smiling up at him.

"I promise I'll make it up to you tonight" she winked at him before giving him a lingering kiss on the lips. She hopped off the step and moved over to where her shoes lay as she quickly slipped them in.

"You ready?" she asked as she opened the door and was already making her way out of her Toronto home.

"I've been ready for an hour" he mumbled, walking behind her. She knew that it was her fault she took so long but Amy was in the middle of a really funny story and she couldn't bring herself to hang up in the middle of it. Speaking of Amy…the poor thing must be driving Chris crazy by now. She was most likely running late as well.

Randy moved to the passenger door of his 2006 Hummer and opened it, motioning for her to hop in. Once he was finished, he quickly moved to the driver's side and hopped in.

"So what time do you think we'll be home tonight?" he asked as he pulled out of the driveway.

Trish shrugged in response but she couldn't help the smile that tugged at the side of her lips. She loved how he had always referred to her home as his own as well. She did the same as well despite the fact that neither of them had officially moved in with the other, though they spent all their time at each other's homes. For weeks, Amy, Chris, Dave and Stacy all bugged her about where things were going in her relationship. They were more invested in making sure that Trish's relationship with Randy worked given all that they had gone through before getting together. Trish was secure in her relationship and she didn't need any commitments at the moment - something her friends just couldn't understand. She was content with the way things were going and she wasn't stupid enough to mess it all up by scaring him away with issues that were still too early to discuss in their young relationship.

"Hey babe?" Randy grabbed her attention as he leaned closer towards her and held onto her hand.

"Hmmm?" Trish responded as she laid her head against the back of the seat and looked out at the passing scenery through her passenger window.

"Do you think they're nervous about taking such a big step?" Randy asked while he kept his eyes on the road.

Trish turned in her seat to look at him.

"Yeah…how can anyone not be. It's a lifelong commitment and I think no matter how much you may love someone, when you're making a commitment, especially one as big as marriage, it's gotta scare you just a little bit. I'd probably be worried if I weren't just a tad nervous about it all." Randy nodded his head as he listened to her explanation. When he finally reached a red light, he stopped and looked at her. He was about to say something when Trish held up her hand to stop him.

"Look…I know what you're going to say. You've never exactly had the best record when it comes to steady relationships and being friends for so long, I've seen it first hand. So let me say this before you feel like you have no choice….I love where we're at in our relationship and the last thing I want is for you to feel like you're being forced to commit to something you aren't ready to commit to. I love you and as long as you don't leave me hanging until I'm a dying old hag, I won't hold it against you for taking your time with things" Trish laughed as did Randy.

He sent her a wink and squeezed her hand gently. He pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant where the dinner rehearsal was being held. When he turned the ignition off, he turned towards her once again.

"Thank you" he whispered.

"No need" she smiled back before leaning in and giving him a passionate kiss. The kiss began to deepen and as they got lost in the kiss, a knock on the window interrupted their make-out session. Trish smiled at the intruder before opening the door.

"Hey Jay" Trish smiled as she scooted over to make space for him. He smiled and nodded a hello to both of them before taking a seat.

"I thought only teenagers engaged in hot and heavy make-out sessions in their car while they fogged the windows up…" Jay laughed as he Trish blushed and Randy laughed along with him.

"So…are Chris and Amy here yet?" Trish asked as she undid her seatbelt and began shuffling around to make sure she had everything in place.

"I'm shocked….you went a whole half and hour without talking to Amy" Jay feigned shock as he jokingly placed a hand over his heart. Randy continued to laugh hysterically while Trish only smacked Jay upside the head.

"Shut up…." she admonished him with a giggle before shoving him out the door.

"Come on…let's get inside" she said. She waited for Randy to come out of the car and the three of them made their way into the building.

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"Ahem….excuse me everyone!" Chris yelled in order to shut everyone up…which he did.

"I just wanted to make a toast…." Chris continued.

"But you already made a toast to your soon-to-be-wife" Jay complained only to be met with a stern kick from Lisa Marie who was sitting on the opposite side of him.

Chris chuckled a bit at the pained expression on his friend's face but then continued on with his speech.

"I actually wanted to make this toast to Trish" he said lifting his glass to which everyone followed with bright smiles on their faces. Trish's eyes widen and once again she felt the blush rise to her cheeks. She couldn't remember how many times she had blushed for tonight.

"I just wanted to say that through it all, you've always proved that you were a loyal, trusting and beautiful friend. You've been there for both Amy and I through our best times and our worse times and the fact that you're made it through it all and is sitting with us here tonight….it makes it all the more special for Amy and I…because you are the only one we have ever really shared our relationship with and from both Amy and I….thank you, and we love you" Chris smiled and he got up and leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. Trish quickly wiped away the tears and stood to give Amy a hug as well.

"Why didn't you tell me he was going to do that?" Trish whispered to her as they embraced.

"Because we know you would've been too modest to have let it happen if you had known about it before hand. Face it Trish, you're amazing and it's all your fault" Amy laughed. It wasn't long until dinner was cleared from the table and everyone moved on to the lounge area so that they could all chat with one another.

It was nearing midnight when Amy poked Trish in the side of her ribs.

"Go home Trish….I don't know why you insist on staying here with us when you're obviously tired. You've done enough for today helping with all of tonight's dinner plans. And tomorrow is the only day off you have because the next day is the wedding so for the love of God…go!" Amy pleaded. For the first time, Trish didn't put up a fight which Amy was both surprised and pleased with. They all exchanged goodbyes before the couple left the restaurant and back home.

Two hours had passed and Randy was getting fed up. Due to an accident on the road, he and Trish were stuck in deadlocked Toronto traffic. He glanced at the time. It was almost 2 am and he was thankful that neither of them had anywhere to go tomorrow.

It took another twenty minutes, but they finally made it home. Randy gently nudged Trish so that she could wake up. Randy already knew what to expect tonight. Trish could be sleepy as hell but if she fell asleep in the car, even for 15 minutes, it completely rejuvenates her - a quality Randy had wished he could possess.

Randy was laying in only a draw stringed track pants on the king size bed in Trish's master bedroom . He flipped through the channels as he waited for Trish to come out. He decided that now was the perfect time to talk to her about his plan.

A slight noise by the bathroom door caught his attention and his eyes widen as he looked on at a barely clad Trish wearing only light pink lace thong and a matching pink see-through lace tank top. Randy already knew he was definitely getting laid tonight. He sent her a smirk to which she smiled naughtily at him before she slowly climbed on to the bed and on top of him. Without words, she allowed her hands to grope his manhood through his track pants as she pleasured his chest with her tongue making it's way up the fine contours of his taught muscles. She finally made it to his neck where she lightly sucked him and then she finally found his lips in a very seductive and erotic kiss. Randy's hand itched to rip her clothes off but instead, he held tightly on to her hips at she gyrated against his erected shaft. Their tongues battled for some time before she finally pulled away and made haste pulling down his track pants.

Within seconds, she was tasting his alive manhood in her mouth as Randy wasted no time elicited groans of pleasure. No one quite did anything like Trish Stratus…especially in the bedroom. He rummaged his hands in her long, blonde, slightly wet hair. As her pace began to quicken, Randy grabbed a fistful of her hair and threw his head back in ecstasy. He was sure she could never know just how much she made his world spin…especially passionate moments like these. It never got old for Randy…and it would be hard to believe but the sex just got better every time they did it, which was saying something because the first night together had blown him away as it was.

He quickly pulled her away from his lower swollen member and closer to his lips as he met her in a hard kiss. His tongue knew every crevice of her mouth but each time it was like he was tasting her for the first time. He definitely could never get tired of this.

He slowly lowered her onto the bed, never breaking their kiss. When he finally pulled away, he slowly pulled the lace tank top off of her as he began to kiss and suck on her already erected nipples. Trish buried her head back into the pillows as Randy's hand made its way down to her lacey thong. He stopped the assault on her breasts long enough to pull the thong right off of her. He resumed tasting her nipples as his hands gently massaged her centre before he inserted three fingers into her wet core. He pumped in and out of her in the meantime Trish's low moans were getting louder. He loved the way she moaned his name, her words become raspy as she tries to catch her breath from the erotic sensations she's feeling and now was no different. She was on cloud nine. It wasn't long before Randy pulled out his fingers and began to taste her with his mouth. Trish's back arched in pleasure as she grabbed onto the short hairs at the back of his head and she pulled on them hard. She began to writhe underneath him as her body began to move to the rhythmic sensation of his tongue against her core. Her loud screams were only encouraging to Randy as he continued his assault on her. As much as she loved what he was doing to her, she ached for him to be inside of her. She raised up and lifted his head. Randy raised off of his knees and met her in a kiss before Trish pulled them both down to lie on the bed. They pulled apart and with their lips lingering one another's, Trish whispered…

"Randy…now, please" she begged. He didn't need to be asked twice. His hands roamed the inside of her thighs before he finally inserted himself into her. It was like the first time every time they did. Trish wasn't sure if she'd ever get use to his size…but that was a good thing. He started out a bit slower until Trish prodded for him to go quicken the pace. Trish grabbed onto a handful of the sheets in each fist. Her screams were getting really load that she began to bite on a piece of the sheet to hold her screams down. As Randy pumped in and out of her, he leaned over and pulled the bit of the sheets out of her mouth.

"I wanna hear you scream" he said throatily, his breathing already heavy. Trish did as he said but soon Randy found himself in a different position. Trish shifted a bit, signaling to Randy to stop for a bit. As soon as he pulled out, Trish got up on her knees to face him. She put her hands on his shoulders and guided him towards the upper part of the bed. He knew exactly what she was going to do. He slouched against the headboard and Trish wasted no time. She quickly got on him. She rode him hard and fast and he busied himself with occupying his hands by holding onto her plump ass all the while she suckled on her breasts there were conveniently in front of him. Trish held on to the head board, hands on either side of Randy's head. She threw her head back as she enjoyed every second of it. They were both aware that they were getting quite close so Randy took one hand and grabbed the back of her head and kissed her. He quickened the pace…the fastest he went all night as Trish swayed her body against his large shaft…all the while they continued to kiss. Seconds later, they both reached their climax and Trish immediately fell against Randy's bare, sweaty chest. They stayed that way unmoving for several minutes before Randy whispered in her ear…

"You still alive?" he asked. She giggled before raising her head to meet his eyes.

"That was amazing…" she whispered.

"Isn't it always?" he asked confidently to which she smiled and bit her bottom lip.

"That's true" she laughed as she rolled off of him so that he could get more comfortable. As soon as he did, she rested her head on his chest and sighed with content. Things were absolutely perfect. They stayed that way hours until Randy could hear Trish's rhythmic breathing. She had fallen asleep.

"I guess I'll just have to tell her tomorrow" he said to himself as he looked down at her sleeping form. He rested his cheek against the top of her head and decided…he might as well get some shut eye as well.

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Randy's dark world was brought to life as he felt the sun shining brightly against his face. He squeezed his eyes shut, forcing the light back out but it was a lost cause. The sun had Trish on its side.

"Wake up sleepy head….rise and shine" she sang along. Randy squinted his eyes before rubbing them and sitting up in bed. He'd never understand how she could ever manage to be chirpy in the morning…he was not a morning person at all.

"What time is it?" he asked groggily.

"It's 11:30 am….I made us brunch" she said with a smile.

"Really?" Randy asked, immediately becoming more alert.

"Uh huh…now get moving otherwise, I'm eating it all by myself….now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go toast the bread and I'm done" she said as she quickly rushed out of the room. Randy figured she woke him up just in time, he could hear his stomach growling. He quickly brushed his teeth and made his way downstairs.

"Hey babe" Trish called out from the kitchen.

Randy entered the kitchen to see Trish shuffling about.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"I was thinking about having a change of plans, why don't we have breakfast on the patio outside of the master bedroom?" she suggested. Randy simply nodded and began piling up as much food as he could to take upstairs. They set up the patio table in no time and took their seats. The brunch was pleasant and there was nothing out of the ordinary about their conversations. They talked about their friends, family, what they could do for the day…normal stuff like that.

'Tell her now' Randy's conscious butted in as Trish continued rambling on about something funny Amy had said to her yesterday.

"Trish…" Randy began. Trish stopped talking and looked over.

"What's up?" she asked as she gave him her full attention.

"There's something I wanted to ask you about and I don't want you to get the wrong idea or anything and…" Randy nervously rambled on before Trish cut him off.

"Randy just say it…." she said reassuring as she leaned her hand across the table to hold his.

"Okay…well I was wondering what you would think about us moving in together?" he asked hesitantly. He didn't notice the shocked look on Trish's face. He could tell she was mulling over his words.

"Randy…" she said when she finally regained her speech. But he held up her hand to halt her speech.

"Don't bother…it was a stupid thing to ask and I don't know why you've agreed to it…I mean, we've only been dating for four months, that's not a lot of time really…"

"Randy….can I speak?" Trish asked with a little smile as she watched him babble on…a nervous habit of his. She thought it was adorable while he thought it made him look like an idiot.

"It's not that I think it's a stupid idea, but I thought we went over this. You don't have to rush what you're feeling and where you want this relationship to go just because you think I'm ready for it. It's not gonna work if you're doing this because of me. I love you Randy and I can wait. Like I said before, you're not good with commitment so I know this is a big step for you and I know it must've taken a lot from you to ask me this but I don't want you to do it for the wrong reasons" she said softly.

"See that's the thing Trish…I've been thinking about this for a long time and I was honestly confused. I wasn't sure if I was rushing into things because I wanted thinks to work but after we talked about it yesterday, I felt relieved that I didn't have to this huge responsibility on my shoulders. But the weird thing is that even after that, the thought still kept coming into my head. We practically spend every chance we get together and we're always at either your house or mine. Now I realize that wanting to take this step with you isn't about doing it for you…it's about doing it for us. I'm ready Trish."

"Are you sure?" she asked him. Randy put his arms out and Trish got up and took a seat in his lap.

"I'm positive. I think it'll be fun to have place together. We could do the whole married couple thing. I'll let you decorate the place and I'll input my ideas which you'll think are stupid and then we'll start arguing about stupid stuff…it'll be a blast" he chuckled. Trish giggled as she rested her forehead against his own.

"Alright mister…you got yourself a deal and I'm gonna hold you to the idea of me in charge of decorating" she laughed.. She leaned in closer and gave him a sweet kiss. When they pulled away she laughed a bit to herself before pulling away slightly so that she could look at him better.

"So you're finally getting over this commitment phobia I take it?" she asked. Randy poked her in the side and mocked laughter.

"Hahahaha, you're so funny. I didn't have a commitment phobia, I just didn't have the motivation" he chuckled.

"I guess you're right" she said. Randy looked up quickly at her in shock. He couldn't believe she just agreed with him…she loved to tease him about it.

"I am?" he asked questioningly. She nodded with a smile.

"Yeah…I guess you just needed the right person to settle down with and get serious with. After all, you saved the best for last" she said with an innocent smile. Randy only smiled and shook his head slightly before pulling her in for another kiss. He didn't need to be convinced, he already know…he did save the best for last and the prize of their relationship definitely made up for all the struggles it took to get them here.

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