"Okay, smile," Rob said, holding the phone above their heads to take a selfie.

RobWWE: It's Friday. You know what that means. Just touched down. After making some hospital rounds with this guy, it'll be time for #SmackdownOnFOX. Tune in, you may actually see me tonight. Oh yeah, I'm entering the Royal Rumble.

In the ring, Rob showed off a more aggressive style as she made easy work of Sonya.

Kayla was there to meet her ringside with a mic in hand. "Robyn, this is the first time we've seen you in awhile. The WWE Universe is curious about what you've been up to."

"What I've been up to? That would be watching the progress of the people I came up with. Ricochet became the United States Champion. Aleister Black had numerous tag team title shots. Lacey had two championship opportunities, main evented Extreme Rules and was apart of the first ever women's match in Saudi Arabia. Nikki Cross has a tag team title run and is currently the number one contender to the Smackdown Women's Championship. Now ask me what I've done?"

"What have you done?"

"Nothing, absolutely nothing," she replied.

"That's not factually correct. You won the Women's Battle Royal at Wrestlemania," Kayla corrected.

"Thanks for reminding me because I forgot about that, just like I'm sure everyone else has," Robyn snorted.

"On an Instagram post earlier today, you announced that you were entering the Royal Rumble. You're the first man or woman to do so. We're only 6 days into December and the Rumble doesn't take place until January 26. Don't you think you're getting a little ahead of yourself?"

"No, Kayla, it's my last resort. Not only am I the first to announce, I'm claiming entry number 1 because I'm going to be the first woman to walk in and the last to walk out. I think I can take it from here," she said, before grabbing the mic herself. "I've gotten no opportunities which is funny because I am the hardest working woman in this company. Week in and week out, I fly into town and I go from hospital to hospital making a difference, changing lives, you know, stuff that actually matters in the real world meanwhile my counterparts are relaxing in their hotel rooms, eating, at the gym, visiting tanning salons or filming scenes for Total Divas. I give my all and emotionally drain myself in order to put smiles on children's faces only to come to the arena and watch the show from catering. I've never gotten a thank you from management, I haven't gotten a title shot, hell, I wasn't chosen for Team Smackdown even though I've been on the blue brand longer than Sasha, Dana and Lacey. Make no mistake, I'm not asking Vince to kiss me on the forehead and give me a gold star but I work my ass off for nothing in return, so if I can't willingly receive an opportunity, I'll take it. And I know people come out here all the time and talk about they deserve this because of that or they've been here for x number of years and they want such and such. For me, it's bigger than that, it's personal. Every time a child asks me during a visit, 'when are you going to be on TV, Robyn,' I die a little inside when I look them in the eyes and I answer 'soon' knowing that it's bullsh...uh...crap," she turned to speak directly into the camera. "Well kids, as you can see, soon is now and I'm never lying to you again so believe me when I say that I'm going to WrestleMania."

She handed the mic back to Kayla and walked down the ramp to a standing ovation. It was the first time she felt as if she was genuinely cheered instead of the pity claps that she usually received.


Joe: I just sent a pic of the menu, what do you want?

Rob: The stuffed grilled catfish with shrimp pasta sounds delicious.

Joe: Just ordered. 30 minute wait.

Rob: I'm sorry.

Joe: You know I don't mind. My order is included in that time.

Rob: It better be something you're supposed to have or else I'll tell Galina.

Joe: Can you two be normal and not like each other like other ex-wives and new girlfriends?

He asked her on the ride to the hotel if she was hungry but she said no. It wasn't until they were in and getting settled that her stomach started growling and he took it upon himself to go out into the gruelling cold. Now she was bored and alone.

RobWWE: Okay, every time I post a pic with little to no makeup, I get asked about my skincare regimen so I'm about to go live and show you guys my nighttime routine while I answer some questions about tonight because judging by my notifications blowing up, there's a lot. #AskRobyn

She started the video and leaned the phone up against the mirror in the bathroom. 80, 120, 200, 450, 600, 800, 1000 just in the first minute and the numbers were continuing to climb which showed her that the promo was effective and garnered interest in her now. The questions were rolling in.

Are you a heel now?

"No, faces can add edge to their characters without becoming a bad guy," she answered.

That was one of the best promos of the year. Was it yours or written for you?

"Thank you. Those were my words which is why I delivered them with such passion," that was true. She was given the green light earlier that day to say whatever she wanted.

Are you single?

"No, I have a boyfriend…"

Is he in the company? What happened with you and Ricochet? Y'all were cute.

"Okay, that's my fault for answering something off topic. We're talking about wrestling and skin here," she stated, patting her wet face dry with a towel.

The title needs to be on you at Mania. I'm sold.

"Agreed," she winked before showing off a product label to the camera.

If there are no title changes between now and then, who would you rather face, Becky or Bayley because the winner can pick either.

"A few months ago it would've definitely been Becky, no question but I wouldn't mind challenging the new Bayley to show her what a real role model looks like. I don't know, it'll probably come down to me putting both names in a hat and grabbing one."

What does that rolling thing do?

"It releases bad bacteria, toxins, reduces acne and it-" she stopped mid-sentence when the bathroom door swung open. She froze in terror and couldn't move, speak or react when he came into frame behind her. The live was flooded with surprised emojis.

His arms wrapped around her waist as he kissed the area behind her ear. "You talking to yourself in here?"

She was wearing a towel wrapped around her body because she was fresh out of the shower and his hand reached for it and she knew if he got there, he'd jerk it down. She quickly snatched her phone and ended the live. She began freaking out, hyperventilating and shaking. If her hands weren't braced on the counter, she probably would've collapsed.

"Rob, what's wrong?" he asked.

"I wasn't talking to myself, Joe! I was live with over 10 thousand views when you walked in," she panicked, thinking about how many were screen recording just in case she said something interesting. One thing is for sure, they got far more than what they were expecting.

"Oh…"

"Oh? That's all you have to say? A few seconds more and you would've flashed my tits to the world!" she snapped. "Why didn't you knock first? I could've been in here on the toilet for all you knew. At least if I had a warning I would've been able to stop the live before the door even opened."

"Are you mad at me?" he asked and her expression softened.

"Of course not. You weren't aware of what was going on. I'm just frustrated because that's not how I wanted this to come out. We went from 0 to full-on PDA. There we were worried about backstage leaks and we gave it away ourselves," she laughed, bitterly.

"I got the food and it was fresh out of the kitchen so let's forget about this right now and eat before it gets cold," he got behind her and lightly pushed her out of the bathroom while she dragged her feet.

She dipped a spoonful of pasta but before it could make it to her open mouth, she put it back down. "I can't eat."

"Rob!" he sighed. "They were going to find out eventually, maybe not like that but they would've. We work together, we ride together, it wouldn't have been that hard to put 2 and 2 together. There were already comments speculating on that selfie you posted of us this morning."

"Fans finding out isn't even what's bothering me right now. It's much deeper than that..."

"Then what is?"

"After being on the roster for a year, I barely show up on TV. Tonight I cut the biggest promo of my career and boom, the face of the company who has backstage pull appears in my hotel room. This push was promised to me when I was still with Trevor but of course the public isn't aware of this fact so you know what they'll assume," she said. "That promo alone would've been enough to keep my name circulating until next week's show. Now me fucking Roman Reigns is going to overshadow it and dominate social media and tomorrow's dirtsheet cycle."

This was the first time since it happened that he looked genuinely worried and slightly regretful. "I didn't even think about that. I am so sorry, Rob."

"Yeah, that's why I wanted to wait. It would've looked so much better if I'd established myself in the division before we came out. Now anything I get they'll say it's because I'm dating you. Imagine what'll be said if I actually win the Rumble, go on to Mania and win the title," she shivered at the thought. "I hate this FOX move! At least with Raw and then Smackdown on Tuesdays, TV was the end of the work week and we went home the next day. We're just getting started with shows tomorrow and Sunday."

"Which is why you need to eat..." he emphasized by bringing the spoon back to her mouth. She opened and moaned at the taste as she chewed, "...and leave this alone for now. What is starving yourself and worrying going to do to help the situation?"

"You're right," she sighed, digging into the rest of her food only to be interrupted by the ding of a text 5 minutes later.

Trevor: Just for clarification purposes, were you not ready for a relationship with me or in general but made an exception for Joe since he's higher on the card?

"Listen to this," she repeated the message aloud. "And I don't have the energy to explain that you were separated and the actual reason why I couldn't commit. Even then, he'll feel like a placeholder and will still be mad at me."

"You don't have to explain shit to him. If he wants to be bitter, let him. And he has a girl so why is he worried about what you have going on? I don't know what you saw in him anyway. He's short, he's bald and apparently he's sensitive judging by that message!"

"Joe, calm down!" she exclaimed, not mad because he gave her a well needed laugh.

On a sidenote, if Trevor knew, that meant the video and news was making its rounds so she grabbed her phone and began browsing. She went to Instagram and the comment section on their selfie was in shambles.

username1: Guess she's about to get that Nikki Bella push.

username2: They were probably sleeping together the whole time. I bet that's why he's divorcing. Homewrecker!

username3: Poor Galina. Imagine being with him when he was fat in college, staying when him when has broke after not being drafted to the NFL, having his babies and standing by him twice during his leukemia battles only for him to leave you for someone new. What a slap to the face. She's better than me because I would've taken his ass to the cleaners in the divorce.

username4: I'm a fan of ROMAN, the wrestler. I'm not caught up with JOE's personal life so who he's with doesn't matter. As long as he's happy (which he appeared to be in those few seconds we saw), I'm happy.

username5: In the words of AJ Lee, "talent is not sexually transmitted."

username6: She's not even all that. He could do better.

username7: What if this is fake to bring on a storyline of them, two cancer patients teaming up? Think about it, she just cut a promo about what they do during the day. Then she goes live the same night and he "conveniently" walks in? This is totally a work. They never put him in angles with women before because he was married and now he's not.

username8: There's probably traces of Ricochet's DNA still inside of her and she's already with Roman.

username9: Oh look, a bunch of girls crying and mad at Robyn as if they had a chance with him. Boohoo. Your real fans are here for you, Rob. Don't let the fanbitches get you down. I've always shipped you two btw.

username10 I knew what was up when she posted this selfie. Both of them look smug as if they knew something we didn't. Oh well, Galina had him during his peak. Enjoy those leftovers.

username11: Roman, I've seen what you've done for Robyn's career, sleep with my fav (Liv) next and help her get out of catering too.

username12: Aww, Roman found a female dog: a BITCH!

username13: These are 2 single adults and if they want to date it's none of our business. Leave them alone and stay in a fan's place.

She turned off the comments on that post but they went to the next one and she found herself going back through the last 30 posts to lock them down. If they went any further down than that, fuck it.

Next she ventured to Twitter where the terms: Roman Reigns, Robyn and Robman were trending. Instagram was mostly women but slut shaming men filled her Twitter mentions. Men who were probably heartbroken because it wasn't them or because they still hated Roman and now her by association.

Funny enough she clicked on one guy's profile to find that he'd just complimented her before the live and quickly turned on her:

TwitterUser1: Every future star has that one big promo before they take off. Austin 3:16, CM Punk's Pipebomb, Becky's The Man. This might be Robyn's. 'Hardest working woman' is definitely going to stick.

TwitterUser1: Wow, when she said the hardest working woman in the company, I guess she meant on her back or down on her knees. I thought the days of fucking for pushes were over but obviously not. Disgusting.

"What are you doing," Joe looked over her shoulder at the screen.

"I have no words right now…"

"Give me this," he took the phone from her and began pressing buttons. "I don't know why you're torturing yourself by reading this crap. You know how some fans are and you know what's waiting on you when you check it. But don't worry, I fixed it."

"What did you do?"

"Changed the passwords on both accounts and then logged you out so you can't get back in there. Let them talk to themselves now. This generation is too attached to social media anyway. I get on to say what I have to say or promote what I have to promote and then I get off. Simple as that," he said. "Also, I blocked your ex and deleted his contact while I was at it."

"Unless you've changed the password to my email account, I can still get back in if I wanted to."

"Okay, I'll just keep the whole phone until we get home Monday. Maybe by then things will have died down."

"I doubt it and what the hell am I supposed to do for the next 2 days if you take my phone?"

"Me," he smirked.

"Hmm, sounds like a fair trade. Just let me text my family first so they won't get worried if they don't hear from me during the next 48 hours," she said before sending out messages.

His phone rang and when be looked at the screen, he sighed. "What now."

"Who is it?"

"Someone from the PR department," he slid the bar. "Hello? I appreciate it but that's not necessary, there's no need to put out a statement because it is what it is. Wait, just to be fair, I'll ask her what she wants to do? Rob, do you want to address this?"

"No," she shook her head.

"Thanks but we're good," he said before hanging up.

"Everyone knows now and that's fine. If we have to make appearances together, it can be acknowledged but once WWE puts out a statement, Robman will officially belong to them. I don't want our relationship mentioned on TV period. At least Becky and Seth were equal in status when management exploited their relationship. He was Becky Lynch's boyfriend and she was Seth Rollins' girlfriend. You'd still be addressed as Roman Reigns and I'd just be Roman Reigns' girlfriend which can't happen while I'm trying to make a name for myself."

"I can hear Cole making Lady and The Tramp references on commentary already," he grimaced.

"Exactly! No, just no. Let's keep our careers and personal lives separate," she laid back on her pillow. "All of this technology and no one has figured out how to make a time machine yet? Jesus Christ, it's been a long night."

"Let me make you feel better," he opened her towel.

He did and it brought a tear to her eyes. He really loved her and she could feel it in every touch, kiss and lick as he went from head to toe. It felt amazing to be connected to someone physically and emotionally like they were in this moment.

By the time he finished with foreplay, she was curled in fetal position recovering from orgasm. Robyn could feel the heat from his body, the skin of his chest and thighs pressing into hers as he spooned her from behind while they lie on their side. She felt his lips lightly touch the top of her ear then move down to lobe. Lifting her leg, she gave him access to enter her. His long, slow strokes were wreaking havoc on her and she wasn't going to be able to last much longer. Every thrust was deep, ending only with his heavy balls slapping against her ass. She moaned quietly, taking every inch and loving it. Joe's hand reached around her chest and she locked her with his so that their fingers were intertwined over her heart. She began pushing back against him as familiar waves of pleasure coursed through her body. He increased his pace before delivering one final push that filled her.

"I love you," she sniffled, her eyes closing.

"I love you, too. I'm not going to lie, the next few weeks are going to be rough but at the end of the day, nothing matters except us. Remember that," he quietly assured in Robyn as he fell asleep still locked inside of her.