"So" Nikki says, jumping on a crate. "You and Ambrose huh?" I look at her quickly. "What about me and him?" I ask. She holds her hands up. "Nothing" she says, looking down the corridor to where Renee is blatantly staring at us. "He, uh, just never mentioned you, that's all." I nod, looking back at the monitor. "We wanted it that way" I say. "Don't take this the wrong way Nikki, but knowing where your loyalties lie, I'm really not comfortable talking about my marriage to you." She looks at Renee, then back at me. "You've got it all wrong" she says, holding her hands up. "Renee is hippy friends with Brie. We may be twins, but that is one friendship I stay well away from. I was talking to my sister, not Renee. For what it's worth, I'm glad Ambrose pulled you out from your little protective bubble. Now she has to stop hinting at them being together constantly. Her whole lie is coming crashing down around her, and unlike Brie, I won't be there to pick up the pieces for her. Lora, I think we got off on the wrong foot. I'd like to start again, if that's ok with you? Lora, I'm Nikki, nice to meet you." She holds her hand out and I look at it for a few seconds before shaking it. "Hi Nikki" I say smiling. "I'm Lora. So, what do you do for entertainment around here when your guy is in the ring?" She smiles. "I'll tell you next time" she says winking. I frown then jump as arms snake around me. "I missed you Mrs Good" Jon whispers in my ear. I turn around and smile as he kisses me, softly at first and then more urgent. Nikki coughs theatrically and we pull apart laughing. "Sorry Nikki" Jon says, putting his arm around me. "Missed my wife. Did she behave?" Nikki smiles. "Yeah" she says winking at me. "See you soon Lora." I nod and wave as she walks off, high fiving Brie before walking into a locker room. "Bus" Jon growls. "Now."
"Would you quit staring at me?" I groan. He's been sat on the bus, staring at me for the past ten minutes. Neither of us know what to say to start this conversation off. "I'll be right back" he finally says, jumping up and getting off the bus. I watch as he runs back into the arena. I take my phone out of my bag and call Lex.
"Why are you phoning me?" she demands. "I don't know what to do Lex" I say quietly. "Something is going on inside that head of his and he won't tell me." "Yeah" she sneers. "Cos you tell him everything you're thinking too, don't you Lor?" "This is different and you know it!" I yell. "I can't tell him what I'm feeling! I shouldn't be feeling this way after two nights! It already feels like my right arm is missing whenever he's not here!" She laughs. "So you can tell me, but not him" she says softly. "Listen to yourself Lor. Talk to him. Tell him." She ends the call and I groan, looking out of the window to see Jon running back to the bus. "Come on" he says from the doorway. "Hunter is lending us his car. We ain't doing this talk on a bus. I'll grab the bags, you warm the seat." I nod and get off the bus, heading for the car.
"Penny for them?" he says, startling me as he slides into the car next to me. I look at him and shake my head. "They're not worth a penny" I say quietly. He reaches out and strokes my cheek. "I bet they are" he says quietly. "We're gonna sort this, Lora, I promise you." I nod and watch the street lights blur into one as we speed towards the hotel. It takes no time at all until Jon is grabbing our suitcases and helping me out of the car. He throws his bag over his shoulder and pulls my suitcase along. "Lora" he says softly. I look at him straight away. "I got a hand spare" he says simply. I frown at him and he holds his hand out. I smile, getting his meaning straight away. I take his hand and he leads me into the hotel. I look around as he goes to reception. I think we got lucky, there doesn't seem to be any fans lurking. "Drink first?" he asks, looking at the bar. I shake my head. "Let's get this talk over with" I say. "If I start drinking now, I'm not gonna stop, and who knows what rubbish will come out of my mouth then." He nods towards the elevators. "After you, Mrs Good" he says. I smile and push the button, jumping as the doors open straight away. I let him go in first with the bags, then take a deep breath before joining him.
"This is us" he says, sliding the keycard into the slot on a door and pushing the door open. He holds the door open and gestures for me to go in. I stop to grab my suitcase, earning myself a slap on the wrist. I shake my head and walk into the room, looking around as I wait for him to follow me in and close the door. As soon as I hear it close I turn around, gasping when I realise he's taken his jacket off. "Way to distract me Ambrose" I groan, trying not to drool at the sight of his arms in his tight shirt. He walks towards me slowly. "I think it's safe to say we're both equally distracted, don't you?" he whispers. I frown as he looks into my eyes. "How?" I ask. "Lora" he says simply. "You distract me by simply being in the same room as me." I shake my head. "Impossible" I say. He takes my hand and places it on his heart. It's racing. "Really?" he asks. I look at him, shaking my head. "Believe it Lora" he says. "I'm like a kid around you. Sweaty palms, pulse racing. I'm gonna lay it all out there. I think we'd be stupid not to explore this. We have about four weeks to spend together, constantly together. Lets not waste it." I surprise myself. I nod, agreeing with him. "Oh doll" he moans, pulling me towards him.