I'm getting ready to rush the next 3 chapters out (this one wasn't supposed to be finished until next week). I have a project that I really need to get done before the end of the year and that's where my focus has to be in order to complete it so there will *probably* be another chapter tomorrow and possibly another Friday before a short break. Don't worry, I'm going to leave you with something good. :-) Then, I'll return with a XMas chapter. After that, I'll get back on track.
"How was the Smackdown leg of the tour?" Ricochet inquired inside of her condo early Tuesday morning. Both fresh off of their respective two week European tours.
"Great, what about Raw?"
"Looooonnnngggg," he replied.
"Same," she nodded. "They get their money's worth out of me during live event tag matches because I'm exhausted."
"Can't tell. You look amazing," he complimented. There didn't seem to be any hard feelings on his end.
"Thanks…"
"You're practically glowing. Why didn't you look like this when you were with me?" he said before catching himself when she gave him a look. "Wait, no, I don't mean you looked bad or anything. There's like a different aura about you that I can't put my finger on. Why is that?"
"I have no idea," she shrugged with a coy smile.
Trevor looked around. They stood surrounded by boxes on the floor. She'd already started packing before they all left for the tour and had been finishing up every since they arrived back Monday morning. In the mess, she'd discovered some things that he'd left behind and made a phonecall which is what brought him there Tuesday morning when he landed. "So, where are you going?"
"Tampa…"
"What's in Tampa?" he raised a brow. "And why so sudden? This is a nice setup you have here."
"I'm looking for a new beginning," she replied, which was technically true. She noticed the frown on his face. "What?"
"Orlando has a much better food scene, better laid back nightlife. Better entertainment. Tampa's downtown area is also dead after 5 PM. Our downtown scene here is more energetic, communal, and walkable compared to Tampa. Everyone bitches about traffic here but I feel Tampa traffic is much worse. I just don't get it. Seems like a downgrade to me," was his flabbergasted response.
"Oh, I didn't know all of that," Tampa probably wouldn't have been her first choice if Joe didn't have kids. The only reason he ended up there was because at the time of his signing, WWE's developmental system was still FCW, located in Tampa. That's where he settled and never left. "I guess I'll have to see for myself. I'm not letting this place go yet so if I don't like it there, I can always come back."
"This is a lot of stuff. Do you need help because I don't really have anything to do today," he offered.
"No!" she blurted quickly. "A few friends of mine will be here soon to help plus after such a looooooonnngggg tour and Raw last night you should be getting your rest."
"Well good luck with everything," he hugged her.
"Thanks," she walked him over to the door and waved behind him before closing it.
"He stayed a little too long for my liking," Roman grumbled, rounding the corner.
"Of course he did, you wanted me to put the man's stuff outside of my door in the hallway and tell him that I wasn't here…" she laughed. "I love how jealous you get when I even mention his name but if you did the right thing in the first place, he wouldn't have been in the picture at all. Anyway, that's the past and our future is much brighter so let's continue to move forward."
"Speaking of move, we should get a move on so this won't be a two day job. After that tour, I want a full day's rest tomorrow and Thursday before we head back out. I've already moved alllll of your packages to the house yesterday."
"Did you tell her I'm sorry? She sounded more and more annoyed every time she called to tell you that one arrived…" Robyn went crazy online shopping during the tour and because most of the items required signatures, she had them shipped to Galina's house. The electricity had been turned on in theirs and he'd already moved most of his stuff in before the tour.
Robyn wrapped up her packing and they moved the boxes to the Uhaul that he drove and she followed in her car. After about four hours of unpacking and situating things, she was done for the most part. The furniture setup in the living room was impressive, however, the walls looked too naked for her liking but they'd have to remain that way for awhile until she had time to look around at more decor.
"Does it feel like home to you yet?" she asked Joe as he stood adding his WWE championships and various athletic thropries from his younger days to a glass display case in the corner.
It's different and it's definitely going to take some getting used to," he answered honestly, echoing her thoughts. "But they say home is where the heart is and you're here. I'm hungry."
"Me too," she walked over to the refrigerator and opened it before slamming it shut. "Uh oh."
"What?" he came over and looked inside to find it empty. "I thought I bought you a cooler because you said you wanted to transfer the food from the condo here."
"Uhm, you see, I was getting ready to do it but then Trevor called to let me know he was out there and we started talking and of course when he left you distracted me and then we began taking stuff down to the UHaul. Long story short, I forgot."
"That's alright. I guess we'll order something."
"Shouldn't our first meal at home be, I don't know...home cooked? They say it's bad luck to order out during the initial move in."
He tilted his head. "Who said that?"
"They."
"You just made that up, didn't you?"
"Yep," she admitted. "So can I text you a grocery list or what?"
"Me?!"
"I don't know anything about Tampa," she replied.
"You travel for a living to places you don't know anything about 4 times a week and more importantly, a Walmart is a Walmart no matter where you are, but since you did the majority of the arranging and will probably do most of the cooking, I'll go ahead and go."
While she was typing a list, an idea popped into her head. "Do you want to invite your family over for dinner? We turned their house into a storage unit while we were away, the least we could do is invite them over to see the almost finished product. Plus, it'll show Jojo that you were serious about always being in their lives even though you and Galina aren't together."
He thought about it for a second before nodding his approval. "I'll call G on my way back."
Two hours later, she had several different pots and pans on the stove and a few in the oven. She didn't know what to cook and children are picky eaters so she made it all.
The doorbell rang and when he answered the door, Galina entered first. "We were supposed to come awhile ago but I wanted Jojo to finish her homework because I don't know how long we'll be staying and if we get home late, she'll be too sleepy to do it."
"That's alright. I'm not quite finished yet anyway," Robyn said.
"Here," Jojo shoved a boxed blender at her.
"Thank you," Robyn took it.
"Hey Elena," one twin greeted as he walked in and she remembered that she introduced to them as a character Halloween night.
"Actually, it's Robyn," she corrected.
"Hey Elena," the other twin greeted as he dragged behind.
"It's...nevermind, hi!"
Robyn saw Galina's eyes wandering, silently judging the house. She never commented but Robyn could read her expression. She didn't like the flooring in the living room, she wasn't crazy about the sofa set and she turned her nose up at the dining room table. It was alright if Galina didn't like it. Galina's home was more modern and homey. Robyn was younger and you could tell by her trendy decor. They were two different women with two different styles and Joe probably preferred it that way.
She turned on the TV for the kids to give them something to do while she set the table. When she returned to the kitchen, Joe and Galina were standing over the stove.
"What goes on in here is between me and Robyn," he whispered, not aware of her presence yet.
"Well as the mother of your children I'm just trying to help you out," she hissed. "Robyn doesn't know therefore you'll try to get over on her because of it."
"I don't know what?" she asked, curiously.
"That with the medication he's on, he's not supposed to have 75% of this but he'll still try to sneak and eat it even though it messes with his digestive system," Galina replied.
"What isn't he supposed to have so I can know for future reference?"
"For starters little to no shellfish, not much protein and…" she paused to think. "You know what, I'll write it all down before I leave. Make sure he doesn't get it on the road either because that's the only place I couldn't monitor his eating habits."
He rolled his eyes. "I thought we bypassed that whole ex-wife makes ex-husband's life miserable phase."
"Would you rather be miserable or healthy?" Galina countered.
"Well let me gather the 25% that he can eat and we can all sit down," Robyn said.
Dinner was awkward. Robyn didn't know how to interact with him in front of his family. It was weird to show affection toward a man in front of his still-wife and doing so would only upset Jojo and confuse the twins who didn't understand what was going on yet. So she sat quietly for the most part while Joe did the talking.
"Joelle, how was school?" he asked.
"Fine. I got an A in math," she replied.
"Really? That's great!" he exclaimed.
"I was really good in math too when I was your age," Robyn added and saw a slight eye roll from Jojo.
Afterwards, she gave them a tour of the rest of the house. The boys were sharing a room with two beds, at least until they were old enough to want their own space. Joe was trying his hardest to make them focus on what she was showing them as she eagerly gesturing toward areas of the room like a Price is Right model.
"Yeah, they don't care," she chuckled.
"Jojo, this is yours. It's not finished yet but it's a start…" he said, flicking the light on in the room across the hall.
Jojo gasped as she stepped inside. "I love it!"
"Robyn decorated it," he informed. It was easy, all she had to do was look at room ideas for preteens on Pinterest and go from there.
"Oh…" she sounded suddenly unenthused.
"What do you say, Joelle?" Galina pressed.
"Thank you, Robyn," Jojo bit out.
"You're welcome," Robyn said as she led them back downstairs. They said their goodbyes and they waved as the car backed out of the driveway. "Well, we survived that."
"Yes, now close the door. We have to christen this place and I'm trying to fuck in every room!" he smirked.
She raised a brow. "I hope not every room."
"Excluding the kid's rooms of course," he clarified. "But every other room including every piece of furniture is fair game starting with the dining room table."
Her heart pounded with fresh, erotic excitement, as she became anxious to celebrate their new home.
He pulled her shirt over her head and unbuttoned her jeans and she did the rest by pushing them down and kicking out of them. "Now turn around."
She couldn't see but she heard him rumbling through the cabinets, plates clattering and then he went over to the refrigerator. "You better not be trying to sneak food literally behind my back."
"The only food I'm trying to sneak is you. I'm ready," he gave her the signal to turn and she found him sitting in his chair at the head of the table with an empty silver platter in front of him.
"Really?" she asked but didn't object as she sat on top of the metal and reclined on the wood surface of the table with her legs spread wide. It was at that moment that she realized they didn't have a centerpiece, well, besides her now.
The first cold touch to her clit made her body tense and she gasped. Sitting up on her elbows, she saw an ice cube between his lips. The freezing was almost painful at first but pain soon gave way to unbearable pleasure. The contrast between the heat of his mouth and the chill of the ice was amazing. Robyn screamed as she crashed over the edge into one of the most incredible orgasms she'd ever experienced.
He pushed the remaining piece of ice inside of her with his tongue. It melted instantly. The next thing she felt was his warm, stiff rod entering as he stood in front of her. She could feel him tremble slightly, sensations obviously overpowering him, too, as he slowly withdrew almost to the tip before sliding just a little deeper each time. There was silence except for their breathing and her slight moans, her breath coming in short pants as his thickness overwhelmed and excited her as he slides in and out.
"Fuck!" he cursed quietly to himself. He grabbed onto her hips and plunged into her more forcefully, in long, deep strokes that ensure that she feels every bit of him. She knew she wasn't going to last much longer as her hands balled into fists. She could feel his body tense as he paused while buried, her breathing becoming more shallow. Circling her legs around his butt, she pulled him in deeper as she felt her body start the first ripple of orgasm. That sensation around him and the sight of her writhing on the table set him off and their cries combined.
"Where to next?" he asked, picking her up on his body while still impaled.
"Don't tell me we're going to do the entire house in one night?"
"I doubt it but we're going to do as many rooms as we can until I'm shooting nothing but dust."
"And we're here," she announced, turning into the parking lot of the arena.
"I see…"
Finding a spot that appeared to have empty cars surrounding it, she backed in.
"You ready?" he asked, unclicking his seatbelt.
"You go ahead…" she answered and he looked at her with a question on his face so she beat him to the punch and tried to explain. "It hasn't been a month since your divorce was announced and it's only been three weeks since me and Ricochet split. I don't want it to look like there was any overlap on my end and an affair on yours. 'Oh, they both broke up with their significant others around the same time and now they're together this quick. Hmm.' It's just a respect thing."
"He doesn't care about being respectful because according to you, he was back with Kacy in less than a week."
"Resuming a relationship is different from starting one. New relationships have to take time to build so yeah, let's try to put a convincing gap between the events."
"Here we go with this shit again," he sighed.
"I know but please bear with me. I promise I'll make it up to you later," she pouted.
"You know I'm going to hold you to that."
"I hope so," she giggled. "I'll see you on the inside."
"Alright," he got out and she popped the trunk so he could unload his bags.
Daria: Do you have something to tell us?
Rob: Huh?
Daria: On your left.
She looked to her left and saw nothing until the dark tinted window next to her slowly rolled down, revealing a blonde and a brunette.
"Shit!" she cursed before letting hers down. "Hey."
"Don't hey us. We asked you a question," Mandy replied. "What are you doing with Joe?"
She debated for a second whether she should play dumb or confess; dumb won. "I moved to Tampa this week which is where he lives. He and I were on the same flight out here and once we landed we decided to share a rental because we're basically on the same schedule anyway: arrive to whatever town, children's hospital, gym, hotel check in, and then to the arena. It's just convenient."
"You locked in a car with him for long hours driving from town to town? Future Mrs. Reigns incoming?" Sonya teased.
"They'd look cute together but I feel like he knows her better than anyone on the roster with all the time they spend together so if he was into her it probably would've happened by now," Mandy concluded and Robyn rolled her eyes behind the sunglasses she wore. "He's either waiting on her to make the first move or not interested."
"You never know," she said with a tight smile before pushing the door open. "Anyway, there's some kids waiting on me inside so I have to get a move on."
She was annoyed by the interaction but the kids always managed to put a smile on her face. Then she became annoyed again with how touchy Joe was with her during the meet and greet.
"Is she your girlfriend?" a little boy asked after they'd taken a picture with him.
"Yes," he nodded and Robyn's head snapped.
"Why did you tell him?"
"He's 6. What's he going to do? Post about it on Twitter? Create a Reddit profile? No. Calm down," he wrapped his strong arm around her neck to pull her close.
"You are getting way too comfortable."
"With good reason. The only thing you're worried about is the public's reaction and if the comments on that photo you posted is a reflection of what's to come, we'll be alright."
"I wouldn't think anyone would write negativity on a post of us surrounded by pediatric cancer patients! They also aren't aware that we're dating. Let's wait until we confirm things first before judging the reaction," she told him. "What are you doing tonight? It's the go home show to Survivor Series so I expect shit to hit the fan."
"I can't believe they didn't add you to Team Smackdown," he shook his head.
"Apparently there's a reason for that," she shrugged. "At least that's what Creative says."
"They aren't about to turn you are they?"
"No. Sasha, Bayley, Mandy, Sonya and Lacey already outnumber the faces on the roster. Plus I can't start calling everyone a bitch and beating people down with chairs only to walk into a children's hospital the next day like it's nothing. The parents would throw a fit."
"Yeah, you don't see many heels on assignment at the hospitals or getting Make a Wish requests," he replied. "I gotta get to the locker room and change though because I have an interview with Kayla at the start of the show."
They went their separate ways, he to the men's locker room and she to the women's.
"We heard about the move," Bayley said when she entered. Her eyes snapped to Mandy and Sonya. This is why she didn't tell them the truth. "When are you going to throw a housewarming party?"
"Uh…." she trailed off, thinking about the trophy case on display for all to be seen once you enter the house, the Georgia Tech memorabilia he had scattered around and pictures of them both hung. It'd be too much work to hide it all. Even if she did go through the trouble, they'd want to see the master bedroom and all it would take is one person to open the closet door to discover vests, black cargo pants and his wrestling boots sectioned off from her own ring gear. They'd also wonder how she'd be able to afford such a big house on a main roster salary of just one year. "It's not nearly ready to be shown off yet and I want to get settled first but after that, you're all welcome to visit."
The show started and she watched the screen where Kayla made eyes at him, fluttering her lashes at him as he spoke.
"Oh!" Dana exclaimed as if she remembered something. "I was in catering earlier and he could not keep his eyes off of me. Guess he liked what he saw."
"If he didn't make a move then it doesn't matter," Mandy retorted. "He flirted with me when we crossed paths today."
"So I guess he's going to be one of those divorced guys who decide to become a player after being with the same woman for so long," Dana replied.
At this point, Robyn had had enough. "I'm about to go see what desserts are left in catering. Anyone want anything?"
"No, we're good…"
The segment was long over but Kayla still had him cornered. Robyn sighed. He noticed her and ended the conversation, walking off before glancing over his shoulder so that she knew to follow.
Kayla on the other hand was walking in her direction, looking giddy. "I'm obsessed with him now!"
"You aren't the only one apparently…" she continued the path that he set. He looked back to make sure she was there before entering a room. She walked in and slammed the door behind her. "I will be so happy when we can come out as a couple so I won't have to listen to the soap opera storylines that you have going on with each girl."
"What did I do today?" he was used to these reports by now.
"Let's see, you stared at Dana in catering…"
"She was deliberately standing in my line of vision," he replied. "What else?
"You flirted with Mandy…"
"I didn't even see Mandy today. I came in when we arrived, dropped my bags off, stopped to go over the script for tonight's show with a producer, went to catering and then met up with you before going back to the locker room, doing my interview and meeting up with you again now," he said and it all lined up.
"Wow," she shook her head. "Look, I know you aren't going anywhere but it still makes me feel weird and slightly insecure knowing that all of these women are throwing themselves at you. You kind of settled for the first relationship you entered after the initial separation. Most men play the field for awhile before getting serious. Meanwhile, we've already moved in together. What if we jumped the gun? What if you decide in a few months that you want to try something new?"
"Really, Rob? I'm insulted that you'd think that at this point. I didn't settle. There was nothing forcing me to be with you the first time and nothing forcing me to come back the second. After my divorce was announced and you turned me down, I could've easily went out and found someone else but I didn't want anyone else. I'm here willingly and happily because I love you. To even question that means you don't see yourself the way I do. Robyn, you're brave, selfless, intelligent, kind and a survivor. You opened your life up to me and then took me back when you didn't have to after I broke your heart. I can't imagine a woman I would rather be with or want beside me at night than you."
"I love you," her lips covered his, their kiss growing more intense as his arms slid around her back, pulling her into him, hands resting on the top of her ass. She broke the kiss, nibbled on his lip and dragged her lips along his jaw and up to his ear.
"Damn, now you got me hard and I go out in 15 minutes," he commented, squeezing the bulge in his pants.
"15 minutes? I can fix that with time to spare," slowly, she sank down to her knees and unzipped his pants, jerking them down to his thighs. It was already stiff, and clear, sticky pre-cum was oozing out, and she knew that he was already ready. She licked the head, then sucked it, then took it into her mouth. As she did, he moaned and stroked her hair. She could feel it grow harder in her mouth. It wasn't long before he uttered an incoherent warning but she never stopped her actions, allowing him to spill his release down her throat.
"Told you. I don't even think that was 5," she pulled his briefs and pants back up, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and stood, smirking at him.
"I'll have to use the other ten to get my footing back. You literally sucked the energy out of me," he blew a sharp breath. "But seriously, I need to get to gorilla. The script changes every five seconds and I don't want to miss anything."
He opened the door and looked out and waved for her to exit which meant the coast was clear. They both walked out and jumped when they saw Sasha walking down the hall on the other side that was obstructed by the open door. She slowed down and scoffed. .
"Why am I the one to always catch you two?" she stepped around them."Next time look both ways. Oh, and Joe, zip your pants. Robyn, hurry up and claim your man because the other girls sure don't have a problem claiming him for you."
