A/N sorry this story has been on hiatus. I have been so wrapped up in my other Jon story that this one and my others have been on the back burner. Thanks for sticking with me and I promise to do better. ~Dixie.
Stu woke up to slamming doors and a pounding in his head. He went to the bathroom and then threw on some sweats and a wife beater before leaving his room to see what was going on. When he stepped out into the hallway, he saw Drew carrying boxes. "What the fuck are…" he stopped when he saw Stephen. He smirked when he noticed the bruises on his face and his ribs taped. Stephen glared at him and went back into his room. Stu followed Drew and saw him loading up Stephen's car.
"Hey mate. What's going on?"
"I am helping Stephen move his shit out."
"You are?" Stu was slightly taken aback.
"Yeah. I told him last night that I wanted him gone."
"You did that? But he is your best mate."
"Not anymore. I told you that last night but maybe you were too pissed to remember. I want him gone."
"Just barely."
Stephen came out with a box and grumbled at Stu. "Move." Stu stepped out of the way but thought about tripping him as he walked by.
Drew walked back up to the porch where Stu was standing. "Look, I know you went to see her yesterday and it didn't go so well. Just let her cool off and then go get your bird back. I know she moved in with Ambrose, but she loves you. You hurt her and she needs some time. Just don't do anything to make an ass out of yourself."
"I already have done a good job of that, mate."
"Yeah, you have which is why I am telling you this. Let her cool off. Now, I don't want to break up any more fights so go in your room or to the gym, or go down to FCW or do something until Ste is gone."
"Fine." Stu got his shoes, cap and keys and decided to get some breakfast and go to the gym to work off some of his frustration. He hoped he didn't see anyone because he was still embarrassed over their sex tape leak.
Over at Jon's, Rhonda woke up and had to fight out of the grip he had on her. She smiled that she never knew he was such a cuddler. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep with no hint of the demons she knew he held deep inside. She kissed his head, running her fingers through his curls before walking out. She went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee, knowing he would want some when he got up. She looked in the fridge and decided to make him breakfast to show her appreciation for him letting her stay there. She saw the table and had to giggle, remembering how great the sex was the night before. She pulled out the milk and eggs, wanting to treat him to French toast.
Jon woke up and felt for Rhonda, for a minute panicking that she was gone. Then he smelled coffee and a smile came to his lips. He got out of bed and went into the kitchen. He saw her standing at the counter and snuck up behind her. He covered her eyes and she jumped, startled by his presence. "Guess who?"
"Um, I don't know, but you better sneak back out of here before Jon wakes up!" she said with a laugh.
"Very funny." He kissed her neck and blew in her ear. "So what are you doing, Ronnie?"
"Making breakfast. You hungry?"
Jon grinned, "yeah, of course. You are making me breakfast?"
"Yes. French toast. Just as a way to say thanks, you know."
"Well, you're welcome. It is nice to have someone here and you are cuter than Joe. Even though his hair may be longer!"
Rhonda chuckled, "Okay well, I am glad to hear that I think."
Jon got down a cup and poured him some coffee. "So, do you have to work today?"
"No. I am off today and Saturday. Why?"
"I thought you might like to come down to FCW and watch me wrestle. It is me versus Colby and Joe."
"Oh, I would love to. It has been a long time since I saw you in the ring."
"Cool. Maybe you would like to go out for a drink with us afterwards?"
"Sure would. Jon, I know I said this before, but it bears repeating. I am so very proud of you and all you have accomplished. I know you have worked your ass off and overcome so much."
"Thanks, babe. Who knew my fantasy life of being a wrestler would get me out of that hellhole."
Rhonda cupped his face and ran her thumb across his cheek. "You deserve all the success and happiness in the world. God knows after all you have been through…"
Jon didn't want to bring all of that up; he was in too good of a mood. "Yeah. So, what are your other plans for the day?"
"I don't know, really. I think I need to do some shopping. There are some things I need to get."
"You want some company?"
"If you want, I would love for you to tag along. Now, how many pieces do you want?"
After breakfast, they sat around his living room talking and catching up. She told him all about college and how she ended up in Tampa and he told her about his journey in the indies. After lunch, they went to Target. Rhonda planned on buying new sheets for her bedroom and things to spruce it up and she tried to ignore the look on Jon's face. He didn't really want her sleeping in the guest room anymore but didn't want to pressure her. He didn't really want them to be just roommates, but wouldn't tell her that. When they got back to the apartment, he helped her unload everything and change the sheets to the new ones she had bought. Once they were done, she plopped down on the bed and Jon fell in beside her. "Hey, this is like super soft. I may just stay in here with you."
"I won't object. It's still hard to believe that I am here with you after all these years. It is just crazy. Who knew that you would grow up to be so damn gorgeous and sexy?"
Jon laughed, "Oh, I did. I always knew I was a chick magnet, somewhere deep inside! But you, Ronnie, you have always been fucking beautiful."
His words caught her off-guard. "Um, thanks."
"It's no surprise that Sheamus fucker wanted you for himself. What man wouldn't? Even Colby was eyeing you."
"Not jealous are you, Jonathan?"
"Uh, nah, just making an observation." She knew he was lying because she saw the glare he gave Colby when he was flirting.
"Sure you were." She turned over and rolled on top of him, straddling his waist. "Don't worry Jonny Boy, I don't want Colby." She pressed her hands to his chest and leaned down to kiss him. He stroked her bare thigh softly, moaning as she grinded her hips against his.
"Who do you want then?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye.
"Besides Shemar Moore?" she answered cheekily.
Jon smirked. "Yeah, besides him."
"You."
"Me?"
"Yes, you. Like you didn't already know."
"You can have all of me you want and can handle." He pulled her face down to his again, kissing her roughly, as he slipped his hands under her shirt. They broke away long enough for her to pull her top off and he was back to attacking her lips. He sat up and unhooked her bra, throwing it across the room. He groped her breasts, loving the moans that came from her when he squeezed. He felt her shiver when his thumbs brushed across her nipples and knew she was getting hot for him by the way she was moving. She was grinding her heat into his groin, trying to get closer to his hard cock.
She groaned and pulled away, almost ripping his shirt as she jerked it over his head. She went for the button to his jeans and growled at him to get them off. He quickly obeyed, the wanton look in her eyes leaving no time for teasing. She stood up and let him slide his jeans off as she stripped out of her shorts and panties as well. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and she took it from him, tearing the package open with her teeth. She pushed him back on the bed and he crossed his arms under his head, watching her work with amazement. She rolled the condom on his thick length and climbed back on top of him. She rubbed her nipples down his chest as she whispered in his ear. "I want to ride that dick. You had better hold on."
She reached between them a firmly gripped the base of his cock before sinking down and engulfing it. She swiveled her hips, working him deeper inside. Once she had him to the hilt, she stilled and started to tighten up her muscles around him. He groaned and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. She knew then that she had him. He held on to her as she started to move, rolling her hips in waves on top of him. He angled his hips to meet her thrusts, bottoming out as he bounced her on his lap. She put her hands on top of his and slowed him down. She tilted her body over his, licking and biting at his chest. He hissed when he felt her teeth sink into his neck. He bucked upwards, driving his cock deep inside her and making her cry out. He decided if she wanted to play rough than he could give as good as he got. She gripped his arms and let him drive into her, screaming as he thrust harder. It felt too good and she couldn't hold on too long with how amazing he felt. He knew she was close and thumbed her clit, pushing her over the edge. She came with a cry of his name, with him following close behind her. He released into the condom as she lay breathless on his chest. He rubbed her back, feeling her still trembling.
"That was fucking good, Ronnie. Goddamn I am glad to have you here."
"Me too. Damn."
She finally moved off of him and curled up next to him. They lay on top of the sheets, cooling off and catching their breaths.
Stephen finally had his stuff packed up and he wanted to put it in storage until he found a house of his own. All of his friends were also friends with Stu, and none of them wanted him to stay with them. He took his clothes and a few other things and after dropping everything else off at the storage unit, he checked into a hotel. He decided to stay at the Radisson where Rhonda worked, a part of him hoping that he could convince her to give him a chance after everything that happened. He regretted embarrassing her, but not breaking them up. He wanted her to see that Stu wasn't as great as she thought he was. He thought Jon was all wrong for her too, just like Stu was and he knew he could give her better. He could only imagine the dump that Jon had moved her in to and wanted to show her he was willing and able to take care of her. He hoped she would be at work later so he could surprise her. He knew she belonged with him and he was going to show her why. He knew she was pissed off at him, but he wanted to make her forgive him. He was going to apologize and try to persuade her to change her mind about him.
That evening, Drew saw that Stephen had left his watch on the entertainment center. He wouldn't have cared, but he knew Stephen's grandfather gave it to him. He sighed and called his former best friend reluctantly. Stephen answered with venom in his voice. "The fuck yeh want, fella?"
"You left your fucking watch."
Stephen's tone changed. "Oh. Well, Ah will come get it then."
"No you won't. Where are you and I will bring it to you?"
"It's a secret. Just bring it with yeh and Ah will get it off yeh at the show."
"Ste, seriously, where are you?"
"Where me heart is." Stephen clicked his phone, hanging up on Drew.
Drew had a bad feeling he knew exactly where Stephen was. "Shit." He called Rhonda, wanting to warn her.
Rhonda and Jon were down at FCW and he was getting ready for his match when Drew called. She answered and Drew asked if they could talk. She told him where she was and he told her he would just come down there so they could talk in person. She agreed and after Jon's match, she followed him backstage to look for Drew. When she saw him, he didn't look too happy. He hugged her though and shook Jon's hand.
"How are you, lassie?"
"I am doing great, Drew. What's going on?"
"Well, love, I am afraid I have something to tell you that neither one of you are going to like."
"What is it, man?"
"I think Stephen is staying at your hotel."
"What? Why do you think that?"
"I kicked him out and when I called him, he told me he was where 'his heart was.' I know he isn't staying with mates, so I have deduced that he is at your hotel. He told Stu and me that he loves you and you belong with him. He is fucking mental. I think he still wants you, love."
"I will fucking murder him. That son-of-a-bitch. First Stu and now this fucker here. Ronnie, I don't want you going to work."
"I have to. I will deal with him."
"No, seriously, Jon is right. He is acting like a nutter. I am afraid he might actually hurt you."
"He wouldn't dare, not there with all those people. I appreciate you boys worrying about me, but I will be fine."
"Rhonda…"
"Ronnie…"
She held up her hands and stopped them both. "Shhh. No. I will be fine. I will stab him with a letter opener if he fucks with me. But I will talk to the manager and see if we can throw his ass out. Will that make you two feel better?"
"Yes."
"Uh huh," Jon nodded.
"Okay, I will. Now can you please go shower and change so we can go have some drinks?"
"Yeah, babe. Hey, dude you want to come with?" Jon asked as he saw Joe and Colby approaching.
"Love to, mate."
Rhonda saw Colby and he smiled so she smiled back. When they walked right up to her, she caught her first glimpse of Joe up close. She looked up his sweaty chest and stared at his gorgeous face. Jon didn't like the look she was giving his friend, but Joe was enjoying it and laughing that Jon was irritated. "Hey man, this is my friend Rhonda."
"Hi baby girl. I have heard a lot about you. Nice to meet you." Joe took her hand and kissed it, all to annoy Jon more.
"Um, hi," she said with a stutter. She wondered if they both knew about the sex tape and decided to ask Jon when she got time alone with him. Joe walked into the locker room to shower and Colby leaned down to kiss her cheek. "Hey there."
"Hey, Colby. You know Drew right?"
"Of course. How are you, bro? You two coming out with us tonight?"
"Sure are."
"Good times. See you in a bit then." Colby followed Joe into the locker room and Rhonda was left starry- eyed.
"He has a woman, Ronnie. His baby mama. Close your mouth already. Goddamn. Don't you have enough men chasing your ass to not drool over another one?" Jon asked, only half joking.
"No such thing as too many men, Jonathan. That is like being too pretty or too rich. Jealous much?" she teased.
Drew chuckled and Jon just laughed at her. "I can't take your ass anywhere! I'm gonna have to keep you on a leash around my boys!"
"You fucking wish! Maybe I will just see if Colby would like to give me a ride…"
Jon grabbed her around the waist and pulled her to his body. He gripped her ass and pressed his groin against her. "I don't fucking think you will." He pushed his lips against hers and silenced her protests with a kiss that was more than possessive.
Drew shook his head, laughing at the exchange between them. Part of him was sad realizing how close of a bond they had and how obvious it was that she had no intention of going back to Stu. He had to admit he was going to miss having her around the house. Everything smelled better and felt homier when she was there.
Jon broke away and pecked her lips. "Going to take a shower. Your ass better still be here when I come out. You better not be sneaking off with any of these mother fuckers, Ronnie." He pointed his finger at her, trying to be authoritative.
"Yeah, we'll see. You ain't the boss of me, Jonny Boy. You had better hurry your ass up if you want me to behave myself," she said sarcastically.
He turned around and she slapped him on the ass. He glared at her over his shoulder trying to fight back a smile. Drew laughed at them and finally asked, "So, it's Ronnie now is it?"
"Oh God, don't ask."
After the guys were finished with their showers, they all headed down to the Tiny Tip Tavern, their favorite bar to hang out in. Drew bought Rhonda a drink while the other boys went to play pool. "He really likes you, eh?"
"Who, Jon?"
"Yeah, of course him."
"He is very protective of me. He has always been that way."
"I think it is more than him being protective, lassie."
"Jon doesn't do girlfriends, Drew. We have fun together and I am crashing at his place, but I am not his girlfriend."
"Then why is he acting so jealous, love?"
"I don't really know. Maybe he just doesn't like to share. It's not because he is in love with me if that is what you are getting at."
"You sure about that?"
"Yeah, of course I am sure." Jon looked over at her and grinned when he made his shot.
"If you say so." Drew couldn't do anything but scratch his head at how clueless she seemed. It was obvious to him that Jon's feelings ran deeper than he would admit, but no one else seemed to notice. He wondered why Jon didn't seem jealous of him though. He didn't know if Rhonda had told him how they met and if he even wanted her to tell him. He thought it might make things more awkward if she did. He didn't think Jon would be amused to find out that he had fucked Rhonda but she seemed to have gotten over it. He hadn't tried to move in on her, so he figured that was why she was still talking to him and wanted to be friends with him. He decided he would keep his mouth shut and if she chose to tell Jon, it would be on her. He wasn't going to say a thing.