"See you there" Jon whispers, kissing my head as he grabs his bag. "Count on it" I whisper back. "Love you." "I love you more" he says, opening the door and running before I can answer. I smirk and shake my head. He'll pay for that later. I lie in bed for a few more minutes, feeling my legs protest as I straighten them. Sore muscles. Yeah, he's gonna pay for that too. I smile, remembering how we've spent our day. Jon literally got out of bed for the first time ten minutes ago. We've made up for lost time, neither of us willing to let the other go. I glance at the clock. He's not expecting me at the arena for another two hours. I can't wait that long. It's not right, him being there and me being here, even if I'm not scheduled to appear tonight. I rush into the bathroom, showering quickly before running back out and getting dressed. Very short denim shorts, a check shirt that ties above my belly button, and my faithful converse. I put my hair up in a bun, put on fresh makeup, grab my phone and a key and head for the lobby.
Naturally, I've just missed them. "Oh, Mrs Good" the receptionist says. "Mr Good left this for you." I frown as she hands me the folded piece of hotel stationary. I open it out and smile. One word is in the middle of the page. "Bar." I turn slowly, smiling as I see him in the doorway. "I knew you wouldn't wait" he says, walking to me and picking me up. "You look, and smell, absolutely delightful. I'm glad you're coming with me." "Not the first time today" I whisper. He grins. "Nor the last, I hope" he whispers back. "Count on it" I say. "Where are Colby and Joe?" "Gone ahead" he says. "I waited for my wife. Are you ready to go?" I nod as he puts me down. "Your car, Mr Good" the receptionist says. He nods and thanks her, leading me outside. The driver puts his bag in the car as we get in the back, Jon lacing his fingers through mine as we sit.
"This is as close as I can get you" the driver says, pulling up at the arena. "There's been an issue with fans trying to get at this Ambrose guy, something about his wife leaving him and him needing consoling. So they've closed off the back road." Jon groans. "Ok" he says finally. "Let's go face them then doll." I smile. "Give them something else to report" I say. He nods and gets out of the car, pulling me with him. The screams hit straight away. "Ambrose!" they yell. "I'll help you get over her!" another one yells. He grins at me as I stand up. "Get over who?" I ask, putting my arms around him. "No idea" he says, dipping his head and kissing me softly. The fans go wild. "She's screwing Balor!" they yell. Jon shakes his head and takes his bag from the driver. "Come on" he says quietly. "Let's go in. No autographs, no photos, no stopping." I nod and he puts his arm around me. I smile and put my arm around him, pulling him close and smiling as his hand slips onto my ass. "This ass is mine" he says. "All of me is yours" I correct. He grins. "Yeah, that too" he whispers. He pulls the door open and holds it for me, kissing me as I walk past him. "We showed them good" he says, smiling as he holds my hand again. I grin and let him lead me to the guys locker room.
"Oh thank fuck for that!" Denise calls as we're about to go in. Jon grins and kisses me, walking in to the room and leaving me in the corridor. Denise walks up and looks at me. "Fair play Lora" she says. "You look like you've had your brains screwed out all morning!" I grin. "Seriously?" I ask. She laughs. "Nah" she says hugging me. "You're too gullible dude! Nick and I had the room next to yours! Man that husband of yours got some stamina!" I hear Jon laugh and turn around quickly. "Sorry Denise" he says, walking out of the locker room. "We had a fair bit of making up to do." Denise grins. "No problem Ambrose" she says. "But if it keeps me awake tonight, we're gonna have problems, understood?" "Ah it'll be ok tonight Denise" I say, winking at her. "I got his gag sorted." She laughs and waves before walking off. Jon drags me into the locker room. Joe and Colby hug me straight away. "Glad you're back" Colby whispers. "It's been like a warzone in here." "Culprit is the guy staring back at you in the mirror Colby" I warn. "Can't blame Joe for looking out for everyone else." "Amen sister!" Joe says high fiving me before going into the bathroom to get changed. There's a knock at the door and I pull it open quickly. "Ah Lora" Hunter says, smiling as he walks in. "Where's Ambrose? He's scheduled for VIP tonight." Jon groans. "Great stuff" he says. "More questions about my marriage. Just what I need. Not." "Take Lora with you" Hunter says, shrugging. "It's not as if she's not on the roster." Jon looks at me and I groan. "Fine!" I snap finally. "But I don't have anything to get changed into." Hunter shrugs again. "You're a bonus" he says. "I don't think they'll complain. Five minutes Ambrose and Ambrose." He walks out and slams the door behind him. "You owe me" I warn, looking at Jon. "I'll pay up in full as soon as we're back at the hotel" he promises, kissing me softly. "Come on, let's go be early for a change."