A/N: I'm still trying to decide what to do with "Just Press Pause." I believe that I will have to sit down one day and type up a chapter, just to test the water! Thanks for the reviews everyone! I feel loved now! Hehe! Enjoy this chapter, and as always REVIEW!

And Another One

Sara's POV:

Now I had woken up next to Randy before, but it was nothing like this; it was never naked, and was never after having mind-blowing sex! I'm positive I woke up with a smile on my face, and even though I got about two hours of sleep, I felt relaxed and rested.

Randy had his arm draped across me, and I noticed a bunch of scratches across his arm. My cast must have left those, oops. I highly doubt that Randy will be upset about it though. He's just going to have come up with some weird explanation for the scratches, that is if anyone notices them.

Somewhere deep inside me I was wondering if it had been a mistake moving so fast with Randy. I mean, we decide that we're going to start a relationship and a few hours later I go and have sex with him. He didn't even have to say "I love you" and I'm pretty positive that I'm not in love…yet. I mean, I have very strong emotions and feelings for him and he must feel the same about me, but I just feel somewhat weird about everything. But while I'm feeling weird, I also feel at peace and 100 comfortable with my current situation. Strange huh? I needed some guidance, someone to talk to…Trish! It's 8 A.M. she should be up puking by now!

I carefully slid out from under Randy's arm, and got out of bed. I grabbed a blanket that was sitting on a chair, and wrapped it around myself. On route to the kitchen where my cell phone was charging, I gazed out at the gulf, it was so beautiful towards the end of sunrise. After grabbing my phone, I went out onto the back patio. I dialed Trish's number, and waited for her to answer. After four rings, she finally answered.

"Why are you calling me at 8 in the MORNING!" Trish asked, sounding grouchy.

"Good morning sunshine! How did you sleep?" I replied, not taking her attitude to heart.

"I just got back from puking, how do you think I slept." Trish answered.

"Oh you'll get over it soon! Like, in maybe 3 or 4 months!" I told her.

"Great, thanks for that optimism Sara. But anyways, what's going on?"

"Well, um, I need your advice." I quickly said.

"Wow, coming to Trish for advice? What about." Trish retorted sarcastically.

"Ok, Randy and I decided to start dating last night." I told her.

"Congrats, it took you guys long enough! So what do you need advice on?" Trish replied.

"Here's the thing, last night, I couldn't sleep so I made my way down to the guestroom where Randy was sleeping…" I began to say.

"Oh my GOD! You had sex with him! Ahhhh!" Trish exclaimed.

"Yea, we did." I sheepishly replied.

"I'm so proud of you! Did you use protection?" Trish stated.

"I'm on birth control. I'm not worried about it." I answered.

"Now there's where you're wrong. I was on birth control, and I still wound up pregnant. Use condoms and stay on the pill." Trish told me.

"Trish we're on different kinds of birth control. Mine has been working for me. I've been on it since I had Bri, and I haven't gotten pregnant. Don't worry. But anyways, I need to get your opinion. Did I move to fast with Randy?" I replied.

"Hmm, if you guys had just met and then had sex that would be too fast. But you have known Randy for like, what 5 or 6 years? You guys have been close friends, I don't think you moved to fast." Trish told me.

"That's my thought too. But I just had this feeling inside making me wonder if it all happened too fast. You are right, I've known Randy for as long as I've been in the WWE, which is about 5 years. We've been friends for about that long too. I guess it is just weird because I haven't BEEN with anyone besides John. Which brings me to my next question. Should we tell John about this right away, or should we wait for a while. I'm really afraid of how he's going to handle this." I confided in Trish.

"Oh boy, I don't even know how think about answering that question. He's most likely going to flip a lid, I mean Randy is his best friend and you're his ex-wife. That's going to be uncomfortable no matter how he finds out. I would tell him when you see him tomorrow. You don't want him finding out about your new relationship from anyone but you and Randy." Trish stated.

"Yea, you're probably right. I just don't want them hate each other or even worse get in a physical fight." I commented.

"Yes, that would be terrible, you don't need to deal with that stress. But let me call you later I need to run to the toilet. Bye." Trish said.

"Bye, and good luck." I replied as I hung up.

Trish had given me good advice, and I felt more at ease with my situation. I got up and went back to the bedroom where Randy was still asleep. I decided to wake him up and see if he felt like joining me on my morning run.

"Randy, wake up." I whispered in his ear. He didn't budge, so with the blanket still wrapped around me, I crawled on the bed and lay facing him. I saw Randy open one of his blue eyes, and then he smiled.

"Good morning." He mumbled.

"Yea, it is a good morning! Get up you lazy bum!" I replied, as I nudged him with my good arm. Randy responded by pulling me closer to him.

"I could get used to waking up next to you." Randy told me.

"I could too. It was nice." I replied.

"What time is it?" Randy asked.

"About 8:40. I'm going to go for my run, do you want to join me?"

"Uh, sure. How far do you run?" Randy answered.

"3 miles there and back, 6 miles total. You think you can handle that tough guy?" I joked.

"Yea, I'll survive!" Randy retorted as he sat up. He looked at me and then smiled. "Nice hickey!"

"Yea, well nice scratches!" I replied, with a smile. There were some claw marks on Randy's back, I didn't realize that I had done that so much!

Randy got up, grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom, and I went to examine my hickey in the mirror. I hadn't realized it this morning, but I wasn't exactly worried about it then. There it was, right on the side of my neck. I was going to smack Randy when he got back out here. I can't wear a turtleneck when John and Bri get here, it's too hot. I ran my hand over it, I've got to hand it to the boy, he did a good job on the sucker.

"I'm going to go get dressed." I hollered to Randy. He emerged out of the bathroom wearing a pair of shorts.

"That's cool. I've just got to get my shoes on and I'll be ready." Randy replied.

I darted up the stairs, and grabbed a pair of jogging pants and a sports bra. While getting dressed, I also noticed a hickey on my boob…darn that man!

I through my hair up into a messy ponytail and then put a t-shirt on over my sports bra. I went back downstairs where Randy was waiting by the door with two water bottles.

"Thank you!" I commented as I grabbed a water bottle and sat down on the stairs to put on my shoes.

"No problem. It's the least I can do!" Randy remarked.

I grabbed my fanny pack, and put my cell phone, Ipod, and water bottle in and then put one earphone in my ear, and started my music. Randy and I stretched out a bit, and then we were set to go.

"You better be able to keep up baby!" I joked as I set our starting pace.

"Ha, with ease. What you listening to?" Randy replied.

"Obie Trice; Gotta Have Teeth. I have so many random songs on here!" I answered.

"Hmm, I think John made me listen to that song once. Pretty, um, interesting. But anyways, how are you today?" Randy commented, trying to make small talk.

"I'm good. No offense Randy, but when I'm running I don't like to talk much. It's thinking time, ya know?" I replied, hoping he wouldn't get bent out of shape.

"I understand. I'm like that when I'm lifting weights, well sometimes at least. It's cool." Randy answered. I gave him a smile, and then began to speed up. Soon I got to my favorite spot during my run, the boardwalk area by the beach. Here you can hear the waves crashing on the beach, even over your music. It's peaceful, and it's a welcomed peace in this crazy life of mine.

Randy and I had made it 3 miles, and it was time for us to turn around and head back for home. It had been 4 miles now, and I noticed that Randy was lagging a bit behind me.

"Having trouble keeping up?" I asked, as I slowed down.

"No…I was…just admiring the…scenery." Randy huffed.

"It's cool, we can take a break real quick!" I replied, as I stopped and pulled out my water bottle.

"Really, I'm ok." Randy said, taking a deep breath.

"Yea, I know. I was just stopping for me." I answered, I was getting a bit thirsty.

"Uh huh." Randy replied. He sat down on a bench, and patted a spot next to him for me. I sat down, and leaned my head on his shoulder.

"I think we need to tell John that we're together tomorrow." I commented.

"Yea, I think we should too. He needs to hear it from us, not anyone else." Randy answered.

"Yup. Honestly, I'm scared to death of what he's going to say." I told Randy.

"Don't worry, I can handle him. I would think John is grown up enough to be a little understanding." Randy replied.

"We can only hope…anyways, we need to get back so that the decorating can get finished. Come on!" I stated as I jumped up from the bench.

"Ok, I'm ready to run now!" Randy commented as he stood up and took one more swig from his water bottle.

"You wanna race?" I asked, with a grin.

"Only if you stay ahead of me!" Randy answered.

"Well, that means I win!" I replied.

"Depends on what you'd call winning. Sure you'd beat me, but I'd get to stare at the perfect ass of yours for another 2 miles!" Randy retorted with a smirk.

I just rolled my eyes and then took off running. Randy quickly caught up to me, but stayed just a few feet behind me. I couldn't help but laugh, as I felt his eyes glued to my behind. This boy was good for making me smile!

A/N: That was a hum-drum chapter. Better ones to come! Next one has John and his reaction in it! What do y'all think, should he react alright or completely out of control! Review please!