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So she wasn't at all surprised when the phone calls started.

So she changed her number. An easy enough was to solve one problem. She only gave her new phone number to her friends and her father and sister, the only people that really mattered. If they were the only people who had her number, surely that would X Jericho out of the equation.

Until her hotel room phone rang while Randy was in the shower one morning

"Hello?" she answered sleepily

"So its Ambrose you're screwing."

Yelena sat up in bed, her blood running cold "How the fuck did you get this number?"

"Did you really believe that changing your phone number would change anything?"

"I could only hope. I see now that it was an error on my part." she said bitterly.

"Mmmm, I love the way your voice sounds in the mornings."

Yelena rolled her eyes in disgust "You would have heard more of my voice in the morning if you weren't always trying to put me out like Wednesday's trash." she barked. Why the hell he felt the need to tell her shit like that was beyond her

"Can't say I didn't deserve that. There's a lot of things I wish I had done differently Yelena."

Yelena let out a sigh "Don't fucking call me again." she said, slamming the phone down.

Chris listened to the dial tone for a full minute before he finally hung up, mentally kicking himself. That phone call hadn't gone as planned. He initially intended to show her that changing her phone number was futile, but instead, he'd done exactly what he was trying to avoid: Blurt out things that he missed.

It was towards their end that he noticed the small things. Her voice in the early mornings wasn't the only thing on the list. Burying his face in her hair reminded him that he missed spooning with her after they had sex, drowning in the smell of strawberries. He missed seeing her in his "EC F'N W" t-shirt that she would always swipe from him if he left it laying around.

He chuckled to himself. He especially missed their morning quickies. She always seemed to be at her horniest in the morning and he couldn't think of a better way to wake up. He'd happily satisfy her needs and she would be out like a light by the time he got out of the shower. Those last few weeks with her were blissful. Almost... Natural. Before Orton came back and screwed everything up.

"What the hell am I doing?" he muttered to no one in particular, since he was after all, alone in his room

She'd asked him on numerous occasions what he wanted from her and honestly, he didn't even know himself. Their whole relationship had been purely physical, on his requested terms, but seeing Yelena with Randy stirred unfamiliar feelings that he could not comprehend

Or would not comprehend.

He wasn't lying when he said there were a lot of things he wished he had done differently and kicking her out like Wednesday's trash was one of them.

Yelena closed the email from Stephanie and shut her laptop. She had just gotten word that WWE was in the works on a new reality show called "Total Divas" and Steph had requested her personally to work on the photo shoot. Work was beginning to pile up and it was becoming a bit overwhelming, but she was trying her hardest not to let it overwhelm her

"Only a few more days." she told herself

Randy had invited her to come with him to St. Louis with him for the weekend and then she would be spending Valentines Day with him. He had even mentioned that his mother had been asking about her, which made her beam with joy. She needed to get away. A weekend and a half of bliss without having to look over her shoulder constantly sounded like heaven.

It made her giddy. A week and a half all alone with him without work to interrupt made her giddy. It would be the most time they'd ever spend together.

All she had to do was get through the rest of the week.

With Randy absent, off doing an appearance, she had nothing but time. Feeling drained, she decided she would go back to her work later and go run a few errands. She finally got to print off the pictures from Christmas and frame them for Elaine. She even managed to get a manicure because god knows she needed one.

She was bustling threw her hotel room door when she heard the phone ringing

She quickly dropped her bags and ran to it "Hello?" she answered breathlessly

There was a few seconds of silence before the person on the other end spoke

"We need to talk."

Yelena closed her eyes "I thought I told you not to call me anymore."

"I need to talk to you, so just listen-"

"No! You fucking listen to me." Yelena seethed into the receiver "When the roles were reversed, you didn't want to listen to a damn thing I had to say to you. Now you want to talk. Well I am not entitled to listen to a damn thing you have to say to me. Stop calling this phone. I don't give a blue fuck what you have to say. Grow the fuck up and leave me the hell alone!"

"Yelena, if you hang this goddamn phone up-"

She slammed the phone down, sick of his empty threats

It rang again immediately

She picked it up and slammed it back in its cradle. It kept ring

And ringing...

And ringing

Until she simply couldn't take it anymore and she disconnected the cord and the ringing ceased and there was nothing but silence.

Randy dropped his bag on the couch

"Yelena?" he called. He had just wrapped up his signing with Sheamus, del Rio, and Big Show and after being out in the heat for four hours, listening to women scream for him, and guys marking out, he was hungry as hell. All he wanted to do was spend time with his girl. Knowing Yelena, she probably skipped breakfast this morning, holed up in their room, working.

He went into the bedroom, expecting to find her in the middle of the bed, her laptop in front of her. He smiled at the sight of her, knocked out, sprawled across the entire bed. He sat down in front of her, smoothing her hair away from her sleeping face. He brushed his lips against her forehead, deciding to let her sleep a little longer. John had invited them to have dinner with him and Nikki Bella, but that wasn't for another hour. He pulled his phone out to text John, remembering that it was dead. He located his charger and plugged it up next to the hotel room phone, noticing the room phone was unplugged, the cord unattached. He plugged it back up and silently left the room.

...

Yelena's green eyes snapped open at the sound of their room phone ringing.

Had she not unplugged that damn thing?

She rolled over and picked it up "What the hell do you want?" she snapped into the receiver

"Someone's grumpy." John chuckled

Yelena winced "Sorry John." she felt like a jerk, but she honestly thought it was Jericho calling again "I just woke up."

"Sorry for waking you. Is Randy around? I've been trying his cell and he's not answering."

Yelena heard the distinct sound of the television in the small living room area just outside the bedroom "Yeah, he's here. Hold on, I'll go get him."

Setting the phone down, she peeked her head out to the living room

Randy lifted his eyes from the TV. "Hey babe."

"Hey. John's on the phone."

He got up and crossed the room to her, placing a hand on the small of her back, cupping her face in his large hand "Did you sleep okay?"

She placed her hand over his "I did."

He leaned down to peck her lips "Good. John wants us to have dinner with him and Nikki, I told him we'd be there. Is that okay?" he asked, turning her twisted necklace so it was facing the right way.

"Yeah, I'll go get dressed." she told him

Twenty minutes later, Randy sat on the couch, ready, but Yelena was still getting dressed

"Babe, you look great, can we go?" Randy yelled towards the closed bedroom door "Before I starve to death..." he muttered

"I'm almost done!" she yelled back, sitting on the bed to slide on her heels. She grabbed her purse and headed towards the door, stopping short when she remembered something. Backtracking, she stared at the phone on the nightstand. Picking it up, she yanked the cord from the back before turning out the lights and going into the living room where a cranky Randy was waiting impatiently.

"It's about time." he chided

"Lets go get you fed before I snap your neck." she half joked

"You love me." he reminded, opening the door for her

"Sad, but true."

He smacked her on her ass as she passed him out the door "That dress looks fantastic on you."

She grinned "If you stop being an ass, I might need your assistance helping me out of it."

Randy shook his head as he drank in the sight of her, loving the way her dress hugged her curves like a second skin. It was a simple black dress, but it was anything but simple on her.

"Stop looking at my ass Orton." she said over her shoulder as she walked down the hall to the elevator

Randy's daze broke at the sound of her voice "No way in hell Ulyanova." he said, following suit

Randy was like a hyperactive kid waiting for his candy as Yelena held her long hair up and he slid the zipper down on her dress after dinner. He let out a groan when he saw the top of her lacy red underwear.

She dropped her luscious brown locks, letting her hair tumble down to her back, making him swallow "I'm going to go freshen up. I'll be right back." she purred over her shoulder.

He nodded, watching her sashay to the bathroom. She closed the door and he undid the buttons on his shirt. He was such a lucky bastard, he knew it. He'd had a few drinks, so he was feeling pretty damn good. He was kicking his shoes off when the room phone rang and he picked it up without a second thought.

"Hello?"

"Just my luck, I dial you, lover boy."

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