Request fluff and fluff you shall receive :) Probably one of my favorite chapters to write only because it's a practical romantic situation, one that a lot of women want...I know there relationship has been slow up to this point, but it'll be picking up over the next few chapters, so hang on and bear with me...

Oh and no Max or Beth this chapter, but you haven't seen/heard the last of them :) (muhaha)

Extra long chapter to make up for 17 being short...thanks for the reviews...enjoy :D

Punk got home just after 2AM and headed straight to bed feeling exhausted after spending most of his day at the airport. He stopped by Gabby's room and was surprised to find it empty, but once he noticed the light coming from his room he couldn't help but smile. Opening the door he found Gabby asleep; her blond curly hair spread out on his pillow and her lips parted slightly. He felt creepy watching her sleep, but at the same time she was so beautiful he couldn't look away, that and he was trying to figure out how he was going to get her off of his side of the bed. Shaking his head he walked quietly into the bathroom to brush his teeth and get ready for bed.

Gabby heard the door click closed and opened her eyes looking at the alarm clock and seeing it was almost 2:30, sitting up in Punk's bed she rubbed her head while yawning and smiled when she noticed his bag by the door. It took a minute for her to realize he was home and he might not be too thrilled about her being in his room while he was gone, but she couldn't help herself. She'd originally gone in to drop off a basket of his clothes; it was late, the bed looked inviting and his pillow smelled like him, and she couldn't resist the last part as she curled up on the queen sized bed. Letting out another yawn, she got up from the bed making sure it was perfectly made, but as she fluffed his pillow, the bathroom door opened catching her attention. She felt her jaw drop as she took in his broad tattooed chest, her eyes wandering down to his abs taking notice of his adorable love handles. Oh boy… Shaking her head she put down the pillow and was glad that Punk hadn't caught her gawking. Granted she'd seen him in just his wrestling gear, which covered the same as his boxer briefs did, but something about this was different; perhaps it was because she had every right to touch those areas being his girlfriend and all. Oh my, he's gorgeous and he's all mine…Gabby why are you just staring? Jump him already! Punk brought her back to reality when she felt his hand touch her lower back making her jump.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Mmm hmm…" Her throat was beyond dry and even if it wasn't with him being in such close proximity she was a loss for words.

"You sure? You kind of zoned on me…I'm sorry I woke you when I came in, didn't mean to do that. Especially seeing you looked so sweet, even if you were occupying my side of the bed."

"Sorry, it smelled like you…" Gabby mentally smacked herself in the head. Really Gabby, Really!

"Well now you have the real thing, no need to cuddle with a pillow." He smirked and Gabby quickly looked at her feet; if she looked at him smirking like that she'd be a complete goner and it was too soon for sex…at least that's what she had to keep telling herself. Punk took in the perfectly made bed and tilted her chin so his hazel eyes locked with her blue ones, "Wait, you made the bed; you weren't bailing on me were you?"

"Ahh…well…yeah, I figured you'd want the bed to yourself seeing you had a very long day."

"Yes I did have a very long day, but I'm happy to be home with you even though it took much longer then I would have liked it too; better late then never." Gabby gave him a small smile which he returned and she couldn't resist it anymore; wrapping her arms around his neck, she stood on her tiptoes planting a soft kiss to his lips. As she went to pull back, he deepened the kiss sending the butterflies in her stomach into flight mode as they both fell back on the bed.

Gabby's fingernails ran across the top of Punk's back while her other hand grabbed his thick black hair. He was currently nuzzling her neck, which caused Gabby to let out a soft moan and when he gently bit her earlobe, she lost it. They were both in the moment, hands roaming and tongues intertwined; nothing could make the moment any better, the only exception being Gabby's thoughts running a mile a minute. It would be so much better if she could stop thinking. Should we do this? Are we going to regret it? Maybe we should stop and talk this through…

"No!" Gabby opened her eyes when she realized she'd just said that out loud. Punk sat up trying to catch his breath and stared at her with a confused look on his face. Gabby could feel all the blood rushing to her face, as she draped her arm over her eyes trying to hide impending tears; she'd never been so embarrassed in her life.

Punk noticed her shying away and pulled her arm away, "Hey, are you okay?" Gabby sat up leaning back on her elbows so that they were practically face to face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for that to come out; it was just my way of telling my inner thoughts to shut up, you were not supposed to hear it."

"There's no reason to apologize, this doesn't need to happen right now. Besides I owe you another date." Punk cradled the side of her face, which she welcomed, before leaning forward and kissing her forehead. "Come here and lay with me." Gabby did as he asked unable to resist smiling as she laid facing him, his arm draped over her hip and his hand resting on the small of her back. "Is this better?"

"Much thank you, but I really am sorry."

"Gabby stop apologizing; to be honest it's probably better that we didn't go there. By no means am I saying I wouldn't have gone there because I was willing and ready, but we're still getting to know each other. I realized this week there's a lot that I don't know about you."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, little things like your favorite color, or the fact that you've been engaged…that came as quite a surprise to me. I was under the assumption that you hadn't dated much, but then again that assumption was courtesy of your brother." Gabby rolled her eyes. Adam never accepted 75% of the guys she brought home as her boyfriends and the ones he did accept it was only because they were fans. Then again with him being on the road so much there was a lot he didn't know about his little sister.

"Yeah Adam liked to convince himself that I didn't really like boys, when in all actuality I've been dating since I was fifteen; he just didn't know about most of them! As far as being engaged I apologize for springing that on you, but I promise you it was very short lived. I was 21, completely naïve and oblivious of anything and everything, just starting grad school. Maxwell McCarthy was British, charming and quite handsome; he hooked me with the accent! We dated for three months, Adam kind of accepted him but I think it's just because he didn't take the relationship seriously, and he popped the question two months after. Once again being young and naïve I said yes, without a ring mind you, and it was all downhill from there. We fought all the time and just when things seemed to get better, we discussed the future one night and realized we were on two different paths, so that was that; the end, he wasn't my prince charming after all."

"Wow, what kind of guy proposes without a ring? Didn't that kind of give you a hint?"

"A little bit yes! Granted I'm not about material things, and we were both poor grad students, but he could've at least improvised with a bubblegum ring or something. He wasn't romantic at all, which was kind of a downer because in the movies it always seems like the guy with the accent is perfect, when he was far from it. We remained friends though, not close ones, but friends nonetheless."

"Regardless if you think it's weird I still want to meet this Max guy…check him out, make sure he doesn't try to put the moves on my woman." Gabby rolled her eyes as Punk laughed. "By the way what is your favorite color?"

"I don't know it depends on the day; sometimes pink, other times blue. What about you?"

"I don't really have a favorite per say, if it's a manly color then I rock it. Keep in mind I do own pink tights though, so that doesn't say much." Gabby let out a giggle as Punk pulled her closer.

"Okay, time for a personal story from you, tell me about losing your virginity."

"Are you serious right now?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Punk noticed the smirk on her lips, but could tell she was serious.

"Why do you want to know this?"

"Because losing ones virginity is a personal thing, well for girls at least, I'm just curious."

Punk sat in silence for a few minutes with his eyes trained on hers, but he could tell she wasn't backing down. "Umm…okay I was fifteen and spending the summer with my aunt who lives in Joliet. I fell in love, or what I thought was love, with the sheriff's daughter, Jennifer. We spent practically everyday together and finally one night after a party it happened. It was the most awkward ten minutes of my life and all I really remember is for some reason Aladdin was playing in the background. She avoided me after that despite my many attempts to contact her and a week later I came home and forgot all about it."

"She ditched you? What a bitch! I'm sure she kicks herself now…" Punk couldn't help but to laugh as he shook his head. Gabby was unpredictable to say the least, but she was something else. He couldn't deny how he felt for her now and kind of hated looking back on the month he wasted fighting his feelings for her, but he was happy she was with him now.

"I still can't watch Aladdin to this day, it's just too weird. Okay now it's your turn."

"What? No, you got the personal story with Max…"

"Oh come on! I haven't thought or talked about Jennifer Gorga in years, nonetheless shared that story with a girlfriend, so it's only fair." Gabby let out an exasperated sigh as she shifted closer to him.

"Okay fine…his name was Brian Kendrick, he was a senior and I was a junior. Pretty popular guy and he plucked me from unknown obscurity and asked me to the Homecoming dance. Of course I wasn't going to turn him down, he was the cutest guy in the whole school, so I went to the dance and afterwards we went for a drive in his pick-up truck and he said and did all the right things getting lucky by the end of the night. The next day I found out the only reason why he asked me was so that he could say he had a "Rated-R sexcapade" with Edge's sister. I was horrified and cried for a good ten minutes before I realized crying wasn't going to get me anywhere, so instead I stood on the lunch table and told everyone that Brian Kendrick had a two inch dick. I'll never forget the look on his face because frankly it was true, I mean thinking back he might not have even been in the right place!"

"I'm sorry I just made you relive that, why didn't you just tell me no. I feel like an asshole now because that's not the way any girl should remember her first time. I mean even with Jennifer Gorga, I was still pretty romantic, still not sure why Aladdin was playing, but I tried to make it special."

"Yeah my first time wasn't that great, but I've had other times to make up for it and I have a feeling my first time with you will top all of them."

"Such high expectations, I don't know if I'll be able to live up to the hype."

"Oh I have a feeling you'll do just fine." Gabby gave him one of her dazzling smiles as he leaned forward pressing his lips to hers. When they parted, he stroked her cheek while staring into her blue eyes.

"Gabrielle Copeland I have no idea what you've done to me, but I don't want it to stop."

"It must be all good things then?"

"Yes…definitely all good cuddle bug." Gabby laughed at the pet name. She never thought in the short time that she'd known Punk that he'd be one for pet names, but he was; which was one more thing she found absolutely adorable about him. "You're beautiful."

"So you've said, but that doesn't mean I get tired of hearing it." She pressed a kiss to the palm of his hand catching a glance at the clock and realizing it was now 3:30. They'd spent almost an hour talking, pillow talk, Gabby's favorite kind. "We should get some sleep; I have a lot planned for you tomorrow." Gabby leaned forward again giving him a kiss and Punk took the opportunity to pull her even closer so they were both on his side of the bed. She smiled as she nuzzled into his neck and felt his strong arms wrap around her. "Good night boo bear…" Punk made a few incoherent noises letting her know he was content. Before drifting off, Gabby smiled even wider thinking there was no other place she'd rather be.

AN: Though some of the things in this story seem ridiculous (the virginity stories) I promise they're based on legit happenings...