Chapter 6 –I Look Terrible

Deep sea blue eyes stared at the laptop screen as her fingers typed away on the keyboard. She was trying to get the contracts ready for the next month's PPV and also to a few of the new wrestlers they were getting ready to bring up from their developmental company NXT.

Roman was a Dominant.

It kept running through her head. His words kept going through her mind.

"MacKenzie I'm a dominant. But I'm a different kind of dom. I don't want my girl sitting at my feet like I'm some king of the castle, I don't want some maid who will cook, clean and do whatever I say. When I date someone and they accept my dom side they are my equal. The only place my dom side completely comes out is the bedroom. I have to have full control of my body and my girl's body as well. I say what we do and don't do in the bedroom. But they have to put their full trust into me. And trust I know exactly what they want, need and desire."

It was a very interesting part to what had been the best first date MacKenzie had ever been on in her entire life. The strangest part of the evening wasn't even Roman telling her about being a dom. At the end of the date he kissed her forehead and walked her to her room before he kissed her cheek and told her if she could except his dom side then he wanted to help her find her self-confidence again. She wasn't sure what she wanted. He told her she didn't have to decide right away; their friendship was going to stay intact either way.

She honestly couldn't get enough of the sound of his voice. His deep tenor voice went to the core of her body and she couldn't even admit to herself what happened to her body when he had growled out at her in his kitchen about keeping eye contact with him.

MacKenzie had never been snapped at or growled at like that before; it wasn't the same as when Jeff would explode and scream and yell at her. There was never any in between with Jeff. It was always explosion city with him; she was actually waiting for him to stroke out at times because of the way he would blow his stack and go berserk.

Roman had explained that when he had growled at her about the eye contact he had accidentally used his dom voice on her; truthfully he had scared her at first, but the more his dom voice repeated in her head the more it intrigued her and woke her body up. Part of that scared her, but part of it made her more curious what it would be like to fully put her trust into a man again who she could clearly tell wanted to help her.

She knew she was fully attracted to Roman; though she wasn't entirely sure what his feelings for her were. She knew it was probably a long shot. It had technically only been 3 weeks starting today. She was tragically stupid for thinking Roman liked her in any capacity. He probably saw her as some kind of broken doll he wanted to fix. He hadn't expressed an interest in her; except for their date, even then when they talked on the beach he just said that he simply wanted to help her.

Jeff had really done a number on her; telling her he never loved her and he asked her to marry him out of pity because no one wanted her and no one would ever love her. Ever since Jeff had broken the engagement she just knew she was destined to be alone for the rest of her life.

Kenzie took her glasses off and set them aside as she saved her work and pushed back from the desk. She couldn't stop thinking about Roman. Even after their date had ended they continued talking; they rode on the plane together to the Night of Champions PPV in Detroit.

That was a month ago and Roman hadn't made any effort to ask her out again. Tonight they were in Miami, Florida for the Hell In A Cell Pay per View.

MacKenzie sighed heavily as she stood up and decided she needed some water from catering. She locked up her office in the arena and walked down the hallway to catering and grabbed a bottle of water before she left. She could hear the fans talking, cheering and screaming just waiting for the event to start. She peeked around the curtain and couldn't believe how many people were in attendance.

"Hey sweetheart…" A deep tenor voice stated against her ear.

MacKenzie squeaked as she spun around and came face to chest with Roman. He had on his black cargo pants, combat boots, and his tactical vest; it was zipped up and his hair was slightly wet and pulled back. She knew he wouldn't drench it until it was time to go down for his match. Jesus Christ he looked good. He'd put a little oil on his arms to define the muscles in the left arm and show off the intricate Samoan tribal tattoo down his right arm.

"Wow you look like you're ready for war." MacKenzie stated as she giggled softly.

Roman smiled. "Have you thought about my offer anymore?"

She wasn't sure why but that one question bothered her. "Offer?"

"My offer to help get your self-confidence back?" Roman stated.

"That's what you want? You want to help fix me? I thought you might want to take me out again." MacKenzie looked down at the floor. "I was wrong. You just want to repair the broken doll so she's not skittish anymore. Well I'm going to be just fine from now on Mr. Reigns." She turned and went back to her office.

Was she overreacting? Maybe.

Did it hurt any less to know he didn't want to go on another date? No; definitely not.

Roman blinked as he watched her walk away.

Did that really just happen?

Did she really think that was all he wanted from her?

Didn't she understand the whole reason for him disclosing his dominant side to her let her know he was interested in her?

A couple of hours later Roman was pacing around his hotel room with Jimmy and Charisma watching him.

Charisma stood from the couch as she threw away their empty Chinese food containers. "Ro, I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but did you ever let her know you were even interested in her? You know, I mean before you dropped the dom bomb and then offered to help restore her self-confidence."

Roman grumbled as he tore his fingers through his long raven hair. "I thought I explained everything; maybe I didn't. I told her when I date someone….DAMN IT! I never asked her on another date, we were so busy trying to get through Night of Champions and preparing for the loss tonight I never even asked her out again. Shit."

"Wow…That's good Roman. You know contrary to popular belief a woman can't read a man's mind. No matter how much you all seem to think we are psychic 24/7 – we really aren't. If you want us, you either show it or say it. You disclosing your dom side is just that disclosure – it's nothing else." Charisma stated with a roll of her eyes.

"Babe – don't roll your eyes like that." Jimmy swatted Char on her jean covered back side. "Roman is new to the whole disclosure before girlfriend thing. Give him a little slack; normally the girls don't"

Charisma glared at her fiancée. "No foreplay in front of family and friends." She reached over and yanked on the pony tail hanging down at the nape of his neck; effectively pulling his hair back as she leaned down and bit the side of his neck.

"Now who's doing foreplay in front of friends and family?" Jimmy accused.

Roman chuckled. "You two really do belong together." Roman shook his head. "I'm going to go see MacKenzie so we can get a few things straight."

Charisma lifted a beautiful shaped eyebrow. "You sure that's a good idea? You know you could always show up on her door step for our days off? Maybe ask her out on another date. Or ya know just let her know you're interested or even ask her to be your girlfriend."

Roman's hands planted on his hips once again. "Why do you always come up with these great ideas after the fact? Charisma if you're going to be my match maker I'm going to need you to get these ideas before I look like an asshole."

Charisma giggled. "Don't worry Roman; you're human and you make mistakes." She grabbed a piece of hotel paper and a pen and scribbled something on it before handing it to Roman. "Here's her new address in Stamford. She moved again and I guarantee she'll enjoy your surprise visit."

Roman looked at the paper before he pulled Charisma into his arms and bear hugged her; lifting her off the ground.

"No – No Roman! UGH! You big fucker I can't breathe!" Charisma's protests fell on deaf ears as Jimmy laughed, practically rolling on the couch.

Roman set his soon to be cousin in law back on her feet before he kissed the top of her head. "Okay I officially owe you one, but for now…get out of my room. I need to get sleep for Monday Night Raw and Smackdown taping."

Roman chuckled as he watched his cousin throw his own fiancée over his shoulder and left the room. Roman thanked whoever was answering prayers for putting the two horny toads a few doors down from his room.

They could keep someone else awake with their moaning and panting.

Grey eyes looked at the apartment building. It looked like a high class building. As he got closer to the front door he noticed you had to be buzzed in or have a key. He was actually lucky enough that a kid and his mom walked out ahead of him so he caught the door before it could close.

He walked in and hit the elevator and headed to the fifth floor. Roman stopped in front of apartment #532 as he raised his fist and knocked three times on the door.

His eyes snapped open as the door opened and three seconds later was slammed in his face. He couldn't help chuckling. "MacKenzie, let me in." Roman requested.

"No way Roman."

"Why not sweetheart?" Roman asked curiously.

"I look terrible. I look VERY terrible." Kenzie stated truthfully.

"You look beautiful all the time. C'mon let me in – please." Roman's grey eyes watched as the door opened slowly and a dark eyebrow lifted as a run down version of the blue eyed girl he couldn't stop thinking about appeared in front of him. "Kenzie, what's wrong?"

His grey eyes looked up and down as he saw the black baggy yoga pants, large white t-shirt that hung off her left shoulder and her tons of raven corkscrew curls were piled onto to her head in a bun.

MacKenzie was about to answer when she covered her mouth and nose with a tissue and sneezed a couple of times. "My damn car broke down and I had to walk in the rain to a phone because my freaking cell died and I got a cold." She sniffled.

Roman frowned as he watched her teeter on her heels. She was really sick. Her flushed cheeks were a sign she had a fever. He leaned down and let his lips brush against her forehead; she felt like she was on fire. "Jesus Christ, you are burning up MacKenzie."

MacKenzie nodded. "Yea I feel a little warm."

"The hell you say? You feel A LOT warm." Roman's protective nature kicked in as he stepped forward and lifted her into his arms gently; he enjoyed the fact that her arms automatically went around his neck like they belonged there. "Where is your bedroom?" He watched as she pointed down the hallway. He walked down and gently set her in bed and covered up. "Stay in bed; I'll be right back."

MacKenzie nodded weakly. She hadn't been this sick in a long time and it surprised her because it only took a few hours to hit her HARD.

Roman pulled his phone out and dialed a number and hit send. "Hey mom, I need your help."

MacKenzie had to of fallen asleep after Roman placed her in her bed because the next thing she knew she was being woke up by a soft hand caressing her cheek. Her eyes fluttered open and locked with soft grey ones.

"Hey beautiful, how are you feeling?" Roman asked.

MacKenzie cradled her head in her hands as she sat up and leaned against the headboard. "My head hurts; I feel like Manheim Steamroller is playing every Christmas song in my head right now. What are you doing here anyways?"

Roman smiled softly. "Well I got my head out of my ass and realized I never asked you on a second date; so I show up so we can talk and you looked like you were about to pass out. So I did what any guy would do. I called my mother and she gave me a recipe for soup." Roman chuckled as he heard her giggle softly before she stopped and cradled her head again.

Roman handed MacKenzie a couple of extra strength Tylenol to help with the headache and fever and a bottle of water which he opened for her. "Take those and then eat some soup."

MacKenzie smiled softly as she took the pain relievers and ate the soup. "I can't believe you made me soup."

Roman chuckled. "I also had to promise to bring you to Pensacola to meet my mother. She said any woman I cook soup for and take care of while she is sick is probably someone very important to me."

"Really?" Kenzie asked with an eyebrow quirked up.

Roman nodded. "She's right. You are important to me in more ways than one. I know I should've asked you out again and I had every intention of doing it, but the last month between the two pay per views has been crazy and I don't know why it slipped my mind but it did. When you snapped at me at the arena Sunday night I couldn't figure out what was going on. Charisma spelled it out and drew a picture for me because apparently girls aren't psychic no matter how much us guys want you to be."

MacKenzie covered her mouth as she laughed again when she suddenly got quiet and sucked her bottom lip between her teeth. Roman could tell something was on her mind. "What is it?"

MacKenzie took a deep breath before she exhaled slowly. "I shouldn't have been rude or disrespectful like that. I should've just told you what was on my mind and instead I got nasty and walked away. I'm sorry about snapping at you on Sunday; you couldn't have known what was going on in my head because I'm not exactly forthcoming with things right away. It takes a while to build trust with people and even longer with guys."

Roman shook his head. "Let's just chalk it up to we were both being stupid that way neither of us are at fault." He watched as she nodded. "I know I said I wanted to take you on another date, but honestly the date we went on was informative enough to let me know you are someone I want to get to know on a personal and intimate level. I'm probably moving fast, but MacKenzie I want you to be my girl."

"But…what if I can't accept your dom side? I'm a little…ok a lot leery of that; simply for the fact I've never willingly give up power of my own self to someone I barely know. Jeff didn't let me give it to him he took it and ran with it and abused it." MacKenzie stated truthfully.

"It's been weighing heavy on your mind hasn't it?" Roman asked and watched as she nodded and started chewing her bottom lip again. Roman moved from the chair beside her bed to the edge of the bed facing her. "We are going to take our time getting to know each other before we even venture into sex. I want to earn your trust fully. I want to earn the right to make love to you and for you to trust me enough to submit to me willingly. When you're ready you're heart, body, mind and soul will let you know and then you'll let me know."

Roman stood. "But until then we are going to get you better so you'll be able to go back on the road on Friday morning. I'm going go and put these dishes in the sink; I want you to try and get some more sleep."

MacKenzie opened her mouth and closed it but she noticed Roman saw she has something to say so he stopped and looked down at her silently asking her what she needed to say. "Will you come lay with me, until I fall asleep?" She asked.

Roman watched those big deep blue eyes as he felt them boring into his soul and those words she questioned him with. He already knew he couldn't deny her anything. He put the stuff back down before he watched as she moved over in her bed and made room for him. He liked that he didn't even have to answer and she already knew he wasn't going anywhere. He laid down and looked over and noticed she was on the pillow next to his pillow. "Why are you over there?"

"I don't want to get you sick. I'm still getting fevers so I know I'm still contagious." MacKenzie stated before she felt Roman reach over and gently pulled her over to him; letting her rest her head on his chest.

"I don't care if I get sick. I want you comfortable. And I already know I won't be comfortable without you in my arms." He felt her snuggle against the side of his body as he wrapped his arm around her waist and held her close.

Roman softly kissed her forehead and could feel her cooling down. Thank God he thought. He knew if her fever got too bad he would have to take her to the emergency room and then he really wouldn't leave her side; work be damned. He kissed her forehead once more as he heard her breathing even out before he closed his eyes and joined her in some sweet dreams.