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The sound of a pin could possibly be heard throughout the large hotel room that Nicole was sitting in. It was 30 minutes after the show had ended and a large dark haired man would be walking through the very door that she was staring at, any moment. Her interest soon adverted to a picture that was lying on the dresser. She slowly stood and reached for it. Her long fingers delicately traced over the young girl in the photo. It was a school picture of Joe's daughter. Her long dark hair was pulled back and a semi toothless grin was plastered on her face. Even seeing her before, she was still amazed at how she looked just like Joe. The sound of the door unlocking didn't startle her, as she just stared at the picture. She heard the intruder set something down and make their was over to her. A pair of hands settled over hers. Nicole turned her head as she heard the large man speak.
"This was a couple of months ago. It's amazing how much different she looks from then and now." He took the picture from her grasp and set it back down on the table.
"Are you hungry? I can run out and get you something, or…" His voice trailed off as he dug through his suitcase.
"I'm fine. Thank you though."
She watched as he grabbed a few clothing items from his bag and walked into the bathroom. A few minutes later, he emerged in nothing but a pair of sweatpants. She knew he could feel her eyes boring a hole into him, but he didn't say anything.
"Look, I just came here to tell you I don't think it's a good idea that I stay. I need to get going. Call me when you land tomorrow. I'll get you from the airport." Nicole started for the door, but was soon blocked by a bare chest.
"If you thought it was a bad idea, then why are you here?" Joe tilted her head to look at him. She was speechless for the first time in her life. She felt his thumb trace her bottom lip.
"Well… I can't stay, uh, even if I… wanted to. My, uh, bags… yeah they're, uh, in the car. I don't have anything to sleep in. And I have to make sure my rental is back tomorrow." She closed her eyes trying to make her brain remember how to form words. They soon opened again though as she felt him pull away.
"Here. You'll look better in it then I do. And don't worry about it. I'll have everything figured out for you." He handed her a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. She stared at the items in her hands, pondering for a moment. She glanced up at the man before her for reassurance. Once she got a slight nod, she made her way into the bathroom.
"What the hell did I get myself into?" Nicole muttered. She had thrown the clothes on the floor and was staring at herself in the mirror. "Fuck." Sighing, she reached down to pick up the garments. The young beauty stripped of her previous attire, leaving just her underwear on. She breathed in as she slipped the shirt over her head. She was going to go insane if she had to smell him all night. He was possibly the closest thing to perfection in her eyes.
She turned and looked in the mirror. The shirt was to her thighs.
"Guess I don't need these." She carried the shorts out with her and set them by his bag. She stiffened when a hand settled on her lower back. She turned to face the man behind her. His grey eyes were filled with such emotion that she could no longer resist him anymore.
Her hand reached around his neck and pulled him to her lips. He immediately pulled her flush against him and hoisted her up. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his bare torso. A soft hand gripped her bottom, and then gave it a loud smack. The involuntary moan that escaped her swollen lips caused him to growl. Joe pulled back just long enough to set the 120 lb woman on one of the beds; he climbed on top of her. He gazed into her lust filled eyes and pulled out the clip that had her hair securely up. The long, deep, rich brown waves fell just right, framing her face at all the right angles.
"You're absolutely beautiful." A hand caressed her cheek delicately. Those words were all she needed to pull him into another passion filled kiss. His hands went to either side of her, making sure he didn't crush her with his body weight.
Allowing her legs to wrap around him again, it was her turn to let out a low growl. The feel of him against her core was enough to almost send her over the edge. Joe tested the waters a bit more, and slipped a hand up her shirt. She shuddered as his hand caressed her now exposed midriff, which caused him to tighten his grip on her.
It wasn't long before they shared a night filled with passion and, unbeknownst to the woman under the Samoan spell, regrets.
The next morning was a blur to the naked woman who was laying in a flurry of sheets. As the thoughts of the night before came flooding into her memory, she smiled to herself. She rolled over and was faced with an empty bed. Her eyes shifted around the room until they settled on the man who was supposed to be next to her. Relief took over worry once she realized he didn't leave. Gripping the sheets tighter to her torso, she sat up. Joe noticed this out of the corner of his eye and turned to her with a smile on his face.
"Finally awake sleeping beauty? I was about to wake you, we need to get going." She accepted the cup of coffee he was holding in front of her. It was her turn to smile when he leaned down and kissed her forehead.
"I thought you left." Nicole her New York accent flow through the room.
"Why would I leave you?" Joe turned back towards her and leaned on the bed, kissing her on the cheek. The woman giggled as his beard tickled her.
"I don't have clothes." The woman entangled in sheets groaned.
"One step ahead of you." She glanced at where he was pointing. A toothy grinned formed on her features.
"You're the best." Nicole smiled as she stood from the bed. She glanced up, giving a sly smile as Joe stared at her. He shook his head as she made her way towards the bathroom, in all her nakedness.
Keeping his promise to have everything straightened out, Joe had managed to get his newfound friend on a flight out to the next city with him. Not only was Nicole relieved to not have to drive, but she would also be spending 2 hours next to a sexy man.
"What are looking at?" Joe whispered into Nicole's ear. He laughed when he realized he startled her. Her eyes quickly went back to the screen.
"Um, it's called Wordament." As he was watching the game she was playing on the iPad, he found himself slowly bringing his gaze up to her face. The intense look of thought was molded into her features. He soon realized she knew he was watching her when she locked the screen and turned towards him.
"We still have another hour and half." Joe spoke before Nicole got a word out. She simply nodded in response.
"Thank you so much for helping me out. I honestly didn't feel like driving all night." Her cheeks flushed as she gave a shy smile.
"No problem. You don't make friends in this business easily. It's always good to have someone there to offer you help." The man next to her replied as he put a hand on her knee and gently squeezed. "You look beautiful today, by the way." Joe's smile accentuated his chiseled features.
Nicole glanced down at her attire. A black cami hugged her torso with a cream colored, high waited skirt flowing to her thighs. Her feet adorned a pair of high heeled booties with tiny gold Chanel chains attached. To top off, and finish her look, the brown locks that fell to her waist were slightly curled.
"Thank you." As she looked up, a bright smile formed on her lips. The duo stared at each other for a second longer then normal before they both stuck their noses into their phones.
Nicole slid the unlock button and went straight to her messages. Nothing. She sighed and locked the phone, tossing it into her purse in the process. Her attention turned to the landmasses beneath them. Her head lay against the window, allowing her mind to transfer to her match tonight against Brie Bella. Said woman was currently sitting a few seats up with her fiancé, Bryan Danielson. Her eyes curiously glanced over to the couple. Respect was something Nicole would give to the veteran women, but it didn't mean she had to like them. The stories that were heard about the Bellas, Eva Marie, and Summer Rae, made her not want to be in the same room as any of those women. But at the end of the day, matches had to be made, and superstars had to carry them out. Sighing once more, her eyes adverted back out the window.
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