AN: So this chapter is shorter than what we're used to but instead of waiting to find time to add more to it, we have decided to update with this rather than nothing for another week. We plan to have the following chapters be longer in length to in a way make up for it, but hopefully this will suffice for now.
Chapter 16: Are You Wearing A Sheet?
"Are you wearing a sheet?" Eva grumbled from her place in the massive bed.
"Yea, you know me and the latest trends go hand in hand." Shannon chuckled softly.
"So did you and John get it on? Hah rhyme." Eva asked with a lopsided grin.
"No but if I'm correct, and I know I am, you got a lil sumtin sumtin last night." She whistled.
"And it was good too." Eva laughed.
"Well I'm happy for you guys. And it wouldn't be right for me to not tell u like…less than an hour since it happened but….he said he loved me!" she finished her long drawn out sentence in a rush of hushed words.
"Oh my god chica are you serious? What did you say?"
"I said I love him too. What can I say, hes grown on me."
"Psh yea, okay. I told you that the two of you would be together from the moment I saw him looking at you the way he does."
"Sure, sure. Well I'm gonna get back to my room and get ready. Text me when your lover boy comes back to the rescue and you're over the hang over. " Shannon shuffled out the door slowly. When she got to the door she realized she didn't have the room card so she knocked on the door. When John didn't answer it, she knocked a little louder. Still there was no response and she thought that she heard the shower running. Giving it one more chance, she knocked even louder this time. Before she could get any more frustrated a door down the hall popped open, and Randy's head poked out. His signature smirk was evident as soon as he took in the scene.
"Need a little help?" he chuckled.
"I locked myself out and I think John's in the shower." She sighed. Of course this would happen to her.
"Give me a minute and I'll call him." He replied disappearing a moment later.
Not long after, she heard the shower turn off and John shout a series of obscenities making her laugh trying to picture him behind the door.
"I'm sorry baby girl, thought you had your key." He said opening the door up and letting her run inside.
"Oh it's alright." She said looking him up and down. In his rush he was still dripping wet covered only by a towel. "But it's too bad you already showered. I think I'll go take a quick one now…all alone." She gave him a small pout, before slipping past him.
"Oh no you don't." he said grabbing her swiftly from behind making her squeal excitedly. "You can't keep teasing me like this without consequences woman." He claimed, mischief shining in his expression.
"But you're gonna get dirty again." She giggled watching him drop the towel.
"As long as I'm getting dirty with my girlfriend, I think I'll survive another shower." He said as he practically carried her into the bathroom.
Times like these, when they were just being completely ridiculous with each other was what made Shannon interested in John to begin with. She smiled and laughed and could be a complete fool with him, and he loved her for it all the while.
"Usually I wouldn't protest fun and games, but you sir promised to train with me today and its almost noon. I still need to eat, pick up my script for the following weeks, submit my music request, and get a workout in."
"I think this would qualify as a work out cause shower sex can be pretty challenging." He winked.
"Ha, ha, ha. Seriously though, give me like 5 minutes. Can you order some food?"
"Fine."he sighed. "What would you like?"
"Something healthy. Whatever that is." She chuckled closing the door and hopping into the shower.
Healthy food was not something Shannon was ever good at. She ate what she wanted when she felt hungry. John knew all about nutrition so she was going to have to heavily rely on that fact from now on. She could care less what people thought about the way she looked and it was really just about being able to withstand the crazy amounts of training she was going to have to do now.
She quickly rinsed away the night before and stepped out of the shower as promised. Wiping away the steam from the mirror, she looked at her reflection. She physically looked the same, but inside she felt very different. A confidence in herself felt like it was about to explode outward. The support she had always craved was standing on the other side of that door, and it was embodied in the man she loved deeply.
Running some mousse in her wet hair, she scrunched it up quickly. She wanted to look presentable but wasn't about to waste time with her appearance too much when she knew by the end of the day she would look a hot mess any way. Some eyeliner, mascara, and moisturizer were all she needed. Fresh faced and clean she made her way to the dresser to try and find some clothing. She settled for a pair of black workout shorts and a matching pink tank with built in sports bra. As she situated her high ponytail she saw him come up from behind and give her a light peck on the cheek.
"You are gorgeous." He admired.
"Flattery will only get you a kiss right now." She laughed.
"But you smell so good." He replied kissing her neck.
"Courtesy of your gifts, actually. I do really enjoy the lotion." She said grabbing the bottle and moving toward the bed to sit and apply it to her exposed legs.
"You are killing me!" he let out another groan of dissatisfaction.
Before he could protest further there was a light knock on the door. When John opened it, room service was waiting and brought in a cart of assortment. The man left as swiftly as he had arrived. Before John closed the door he noticed a postage envelope propped up beside the doorway with Shannon's name on the front.
Shannon was too busy surveying the various edibles the cart had to offer to notice at first. John had ordered scrambled egg whites, English muffins, yogurt, fresh sliced fruits, a pot of coffee, and a pitcher of orange juice. She hadn't realized exactly how hungry she was until seeing everything and taking in the delicious aroma of fresh warm coffee.
Happily positioning herself comfortable on the bed, she made up a plate and dug in.
"I think they delivered your scripts, so check that off the list." John announced following Shannon's lead of scouring the brunch items. At the mention of a possible script, she ceased her previous activity and held out her hands motioning him to let her see.
After opening the envelope, she in fact found a storyline script concerning her appearance on the show. She started analyzing the words written and smiled seeing that they were going to incorporate an evolution from trainer to superstar. Next week's show had it scripted so that she would be on camera working on a sore limb of John's when Melina would come in basically acting like the bitch she was, and they would go at it. John would break it up and it would lead to them settling their issues in the ring where Shannon would compete against Melina in her first official fight the following week.
At some point John had begun reading over her shoulder out of curiosity.
"Wait, what the hell?" John exclaimed causing her to startle slightly.
He simply pointed further down the page from where she had been reading. She quickly read what he had been focusing on and she immediately understood his reaction. The writers had to have messed up.
AN: Yea we decided to be evil and leave it at a cliffhanger. What could possibly make John so upset? Anyone wanna give some guesses in the form of reviews? Come on it'll be fun! *wink wink* Alright well you know the deal…review and subscribe so you get the latest. Thanks for reading!