"Feeling better?" I ask, kissing his chest as we lie in bed. His arms are wrapped around me and I feel safe, like nothing could go wrong. He's all I need. Ever. "Three days off Lor" he whispers. "Can we just stay here? Like this? It's perfect." I smile. "We could" I say. "If Lex wasn't getting on a plane tomorrow." He groans. "I forgot" he admits. "Is that bad?" I laugh. "No babe" I say, moving up and putting my head on his shoulder. "Let's just concentrate on here and now. We can worry about everything else later. I love you doofus." "I love you too dumbass" he chuckles. "Get some sleep superstar. You ain't gonna get much now. It's all travel from now on." I smile. "As long as I'm with you" I whisper. "Always Lora, always" he mumbles sleepily.
I wake with a jump the next morning. Jon jumps too and holds me tightly. "Hey" he whispers. "You ok?" I nod, lying back down and letting him hold me. "Just a bad dream" I whisper. He looks down at me quickly. "Tell me about it?" he asks quietly. I shake my head. "Just being silly" I say. "I dreamt I lost you." "Not gonna happen Lora Good" he says, kissing my head before throwing the covers back and getting up. "Woah wait" I say, sitting up. "You tell me I'm not gonna lose you, then you leave me in bed! The actual fuck, Ambrose?" He laughs as he pulls his shorts on. "Relax toots" he says, leaning over and kissing my head before throwing my shorts at me. "You're coming too. Desert is calling. We got a workout to do before Lex arrives." "Can't we just workout here in bed?" I ask, fluttering my eyelashes. He smirks. "Any other time doll" he says. "But not today. Rumble is coming up, the crowd are gonna be judging me on my fitness in that ring. Endurance, cardio, the lot. Come on. I work out better with you there too." I groan. "Taskmaster" I mumble, pulling my shorts on as he hands me a vest before helping me out of bed. "And don't you forget it" he warns, kissing me before walking out and leaving me to get ready.
"I get first shower!" I yell, running back into the apartment. He yells after me, powerless to stop me as he has to lock the car. I've just got under the hot spray when he grabs me from behind, spinning me around. "Learn to share, Mrs Good" he growls before kissing me. "I'll share everything I have" I warn. "Except you." He smiles, pulling his shirt over his head. "Just what I wanted to hear" he says, kissing me again. He picks me up and slides into me in one easy movement. It's fast, and it's rough, my husband is in a biting mood. Soon we're both panting and sweating despite the shower. "Told you we should have worked out here" I moan, kissing him as he puts me back down. "But we didn't" he says, grabbing his shampoo. "So now, we've had a double workout. Doubly beneficial toots." I shake my head, trying hard not to laugh. He washes his hair quickly before grabbing his shower gel. I try not to stare as he lathers himself up. "Damn it Jon" I groan, turning my back on him to try and concentrate on washing myself. He laughs as he rinses himself off, kissing me as he gets out of the shower. "See you in the bedroom Mrs Good" he says, grabbing a towel and walking out of the bathroom.
He's on the phone when I finally get out of the shower. Correction. He's on my phone. I frown at him and he grins. "Sure" he says. "Give us ten minutes, we'll be outside." He ends the call and puts the phone on the bed. "Lex is here" he says. "She caught an earlier flight. Better get dressed, unless you're gonna go pick her up in just a towel?" He raises an eyebrow and I grin. "Nope" I say, racing to the closet and grabbing shorts and one of his shirts. I get dressed quickly, drag a brush through my hair and pull it into a messy bun. I grab my sunglasses off the dresser, my converse from under the bed and run out to the lounge. "Relax Lor" he laughs, watching as I nearly fall over trying to pull my shoes on. "She's not going anywhere. She came here to see you, she's gonna wait as long as it takes." "I know" I say, grabbing the car keys and throwing them to him. He catches them easily and grins. "I just don't want her waiting there any longer than she needs to" I say, opening the front door and looking at him pointedly. "Hence the reason you're driving." "So you're not subjecting me to your granny driving today?" he asks, grabbing his cap and dodging a slap as he walks past me. I lock the door and jump on his back. "To the car, Ambrose" I say slapping his ass. "Gee up boy!" "You know" he says walking slowly. "You really shouldn't ride me in public Lor." I laugh as he puts me down to open the car. "Trust you to make it sexual Jon" I say, kissing him before getting in the car. "Oh I'll make it very sexual later, Mrs Good" he warns before closing my door. I smirk, waiting until he opens his door before replying. "Don't threaten me with a good time Ambrose" I say as he starts the car. "Not a threat doll" he says, pulling out of the parking space. "That's a promise." I squirm in my seat the whole drive to the airport.