Playtime has finally ended and we're all lying on loungers, drying off. The cameras are rolling but nobody is really paying any attention to them. Colby and Leighla are lying on loungers next to each other, holding hands, as are Galina and Joe. Jon? Nope. Separate loungers was not an option for my husband. He's lying behind me, his legs wrapped around me as I lean back against his chest. Not that he's possessive or anything. I smile as he talks with the guys, laughing at their stories while I twist his wedding ring. "It's not coming off" he whispers. I smile and look up at him, moaning as he kisses me softly. He wraps his arms around me tighter and kisses me hungrily. The conversation dies off in the background but we don't stop. Finally either Joe or Colby clears their throat and I pull away from Jon. "Oops" he says, shrugging, clearly not caring. Guy gets the message though. "I think that's enough for today" he says, standing up. "Next time we'll see you is tomorrow at Raw." The guys all nod and shake hands, well, except Jon. If they want to shake hands and say goodbye, they have to go to him. He won't let me go. As the cameras are being packed away, the residents start coming over slowly, approaching Joe and Colby, asking for the autographs they were promised. "Now" Jon whispers, sliding off the lounger and pulling me with him up to the apartment.
"That was ru..." I manage to say before his mouth crashes down on mine. "Hold that thought" he whispers. "I'm gonna lock this door, then I'm gonna show you rude." I bite my lip, watching as he locks the door then walks back to me slowly. "Oh Mrs Good" he moans, looking me up and down. "I really don't think we're gonna make the bedroom doll." He scoops me up and pins me against the wall, pulling at my bikini as I manage to slide his shorts down. "Nope" he says, kissing me. "Definitely not going to make it."
The next morning I'm up before him. I watch him sleep as I stretch, ignoring the protesting aches from my body. I think it's safe to say he's earned his sleep. I smile as I head into the bathroom, showering quickly before getting dressed ready to head to Raw. I'm on my second coffee by the time he surfaces. "Why did you let me sleep so long?" he asks, rubbing his eyes as he walks into the lounge. I smile as I stand up and walk to him. "Figured you'd earned it" I say, kissing him. "One of us has to get very physical with a load of big men tonight, and it's not me." "I should hope not" he moans, kissing me. "You look amazing, by the way. I'm just gonna shower and then we can go. Is my bag all packed?" I nod, smiling at him. It's easy to pack his bag now, just an extra pair of jeans, his boots and his knee pads. He gets a new shirt from the merch guys at every arena. While he showers I check we've got everything for the next few days before dragging the suitcase into the lounge. "That's my job" he chastises, playfully slapping my ass as he walks by. I smile. "Just proving I can do things by myself" I pout. "Doll" he says. "As long as there is breath in my body, you will not do things for yourself. Hey, Lor." I look over at him and he smiles. "I love you toots" he whispers. "Love you more" I whisper back.
I think we're the last ones to arrive at the arena. Jon dumps his bag and drags me to the ring where the guys are waiting for him to go through their match. I sit at the announce table and mess about, pretending to be the female version of JBL. "Oh gawd" I groan. "Cole, when that Ambrose bends over in front of me I just about go weak at the knees!" Jon collapses laughing. "Doll" he says, holding his sides. "As much as I'd love for you to work with me so I don't have to be away from you, commentary is not your thing!" I laugh and blow him a kiss, watching warily as Hunter approaches the ring, followed by Colby and Joe. He calls a meeting in the ring and the guys all stand with their arms around each other, listening to what he has to say, nodding occasionally. I glance up the ramp and see Guy getting it all on film. I frown, wondering what's going on, when the group breaks apart and pats each other on the backs. Jon gets out of the ring and walks over to me, barely able to conceal the smile on his face. "What?" I ask as he helps me up from the seat. He shakes his head. "Can't say" he says, kissing me. "You'll find out later. In the meantime..." "Lora" Hunter calls. "Can I have a word please?" I look at Jon and he shrugs. "Your call Lor" he says. I kiss him and walk towards Hunter. "You get five minutes" I say, nodding towards the ramp. "Make it count."