*Lora's POV*
Ewwww. My mouth, it feels like somebody filled it with cottonwool in the night. And my head. Woah. Someone is playing with a jackhammer somewhere, I swear it. Laughing. Somebody has the nerve to be laughing. No. Wait. Not somebody. Jon. I'd know that evil chuckle anywhere. I manage to open one eye and, after waiting a few seconds for the blur to go and for him to come into focus, I see him sat on the edge of the bed with a glass of water. "Figured you'd need this" he says softly. I groan and try to sit up but face plant the pillow instead. Yeah, so predictable, he laughs again. I near the glass being put down and within seconds his hands are helping me up. "That was quite the celebration you had last night Mrs Good" he jokingly chastises. "I don't think there was any vodka left in that bar by the time we left." I hold out my hand for the water and he grins before handing me the glass. "I love you" he whispers, kissing my pounding head gently before putting two Advil in my hand. I smile at him gratefully and take them quickly. "I love you too" I whisper. "Just please, never, and I mean never, let me drink like that again." He smiles. "But Lora" he says. "As you told me repeatedly last night, it's not every day you win the divas championship. So, suck it up sunshine, you got Raw to get through yet." I grab a pillow to throw at him as he walks to the bathroom but I pause with it still in my hand. "Woah Jon!" I shriek. "Your back!" He turns to me and grins. "My wife is a demon" he shrugs, blowing me a kiss before continuing into the bathroom.
"Please" I moan, pulling out a chair opposite Denise in the hotel restaurant. "Shoot me now." "Suffering Lora?" Dolph asks teasingly. I glare at him. "Not at all, Nicholas" I snarl. He glares straight back at me. "Ok, ok" he says holding his hands up. "I get it. You two want to talk. Jeez. All you had to do was say." "Nick" I warn. He stands up and runs across the room, sitting with Joe and Colby quickly. Denise waits for me to look at her before speaking. "Spill Ambrose" she says. I nod. "Ok" I say slowly. "I don't remember much of last night, so I think I'm gonna need you to fill me in on a few things. Like, when did this picture get taken?" I hand her my phone and she looks at me quickly. "Fuck Lora!" she hisses. "What the actual fuck were you thinking?" "Well duh!" I hiss back. "If I was thinking at all, there wouldn't be a picture of Colby kissing me on my phone!" She nods. "It's innocent" she finally says. "I remember that. He got you a drink and you went to kiss his cheek as he went to talk to you. But the real question is, who the fuck took the picture?" We look around the restaurant as Jon walks in. "No" I whisper as Denise looks at me. "Trust me, if he'd seen that, Colby wouldn't be breathing right now." Denise frowns. "Jealous streak in our Ambrose is there?" she teases. I groan, stealing her orange juice. "He's got some weird ideas, that husband of mine" I say. "He got it in his head that Colby was giving me the eye when we were filming the DVD. Now him and Leighla have split, with Jon it's a case of keep your friends close and your enemies closer." Denise nods, watching my reaction as Renee and Summer walk in. "What about you?" she asks as they sit at a table near the guys. "Me?" I ask. "Me? I just get them fired." I smile at her and stand up, walking over to the guys table. "Oh hi Lora" Dolph says smiling. "Fancy seeing you here. Joe and Colby were just telling us all about the sleep they didn't get last night. Turns out someone in the room next to them had extremely loud sex all night." "Yeah" Joe says, faking a yawn as he stretches. "All we heard all night was oh Lora. Oh fuck Lora. Oh yes Lora." I smirk and look at Jon. "Damn common name I've got" I say, sitting on his lap. "Oh right" Colby smirks. "So it wasn't you two then?" "Nope" I say, putting my head on Jon's shoulder. "We went straight to sleep, didn't we babe?" "Uh yeah" Jon says, running his hand through his hair. "Jon" I laugh. "You're such a shit liar! I told you to be quiet!" "She did" Joe confirms. "Quite a few times actually. Mind you, she threatened to stop whatever it was she was doing a few times too, and that didn't happen either!" Jon winks at me. "Looks like they got us all figured out toots" he says. I smirk at him and stand up. "Yeah" I say kissing his head. "I'll just leave you with this one. Why ain't they complaining about me screaming your name all night, stud?" He realises what I was hinting at as I walk away. I hear his chair scrape across the floor and suddenly he's grabbed my arm. "Come on" he says loudly. "We got some screaming to do!"