Ok, I recently got DVR with DISH. But I'm getting annoyed with it. Because every time I try to record RAW, it changes the channel in the living room, and not where it's supposed too (my room) and then my grandmother changes the channel, and it stops recording.. GRR! Lol

Anyways, Raw this week was good. Randy looked amazing in his match, but why was he fighting Jay Uso? Isn't that kinda a downgrade for Randy? Lol, I can't stand the Usos. But anyways, on with the chapter!

Chapter 3- Pretty Persuasion

Randy set me on the bed gently, staring down at me with such heat in his eyes. My breath heaved at my chest, and I could feel the warmth radiating off knelt on the bed, and slowly pushed me back against the mound of pillows behind captured my lips again, gaining access of my mouth with his tongue. I pulled and hugged against the annoying obstacle of his shirt. He broke away just enough to allow me to slid his shirt over his shoulders.

Randy moved his kisses down the skin of my neck, and paid close attention to my collarbone.I squirmed beneath him, aching for his touch. I nearly gasped when his tongue came in contact with my skin, running small, intoxicating circles over my flesh. His hand gripped my chest softly, sending a wave of passion through my body. I bit my lip to hold my moan. Randy's lips left my skin, and his cheek grazed against mine, and he spoke softly.

"Don't," his gruff voice reached my ear. "I want to hear you."

And even at his words, a moan built up powerfully in my throat. The thought of him getting pleasure from just hearing me made my brain hazy. His lips replaced his hand on my chest. And I couldn't hold my moan any longer. My head fell back into the pillows, and my hands pulled at his shoulders, getting him closer to me. His teeth skimmed over my taut flesh, and I shivered beneath him. He moved his kisses lower, over my stomach. His lips caressed their way down my body. I almost groaned in protest, when he passed over my panties and kissed his way down my leg. But, as he placed a soft kiss on my ankle, I felt his fingers dip into my panties, and slowly pulled them down my thighs.

I dug my fingers into the sheets as he brushed his fingers lightly up my leg, finally reaching my aching center.I looked down at him, and he met my eye. He draped on of my legs over his shoulder, and slowly dipped one finger into me. A low moan escaped my lips, and I felt him react to me. He turned his head, and began planting kisses on my leg, as he explored me with his fingers. The muscles in my legs twitched as pleasure licked at my senses. Randy left my body, and I watched as he removed his shorts, revealing his toned thighs. He crawled back up my body, and used his thigh to push my legs apart. I wrapped my arms around him as he hovered over me, getting into position.

I awoke with a jerk. My breath was ragged, and I could feel my body was still hot from the dream I had just witnessed. I could still see the image vividly in my head, because not only was it a dream, it was an actual experience we had had together. I rolled over on my back, rubbing my face hard with my hands. The sun was just beginning to rise, and I heard the soft, heavy breathing, telling me that Randy was still asleep. I sat up, and turned to lean over Randy.

In the last few weeks, I couldn't tell you what had gotten into me, but my need for Randy had increased a surprising amount. I would have thought that pregnant women, during the middle of their pregnancy, experience increased drive for intimate activities. And I was certainly no exception. I stared down at Randy, who was sleeping on his back. I leaned down, placing a hard kiss on his lips. He woke almost immediately, and his male instincts took over. His arms wrapped around me, as he slid his tongue into my mouth. I sighed happily, thinking that I was about to relieve some of my built up tension. I slipped my hands under shirt, feeling my way up his chest. Lifting one leg, I settled over him, straddling his hips.

But he froze beneath me. As I tried to pull the shirt up, he quit reacting to me. I pulled away, to see him looking at me with the most peculiar expression. I didn't see the heat there, as I would have expected; instead, he looked torn. He put his hands on my hips, rolling me over on the bed, slipping out from under me. My heart clenched painfully as I watched him get out of bed. He stood there, as if unsure of what to do, before barely looking at me.

"We… have an early morning," his voice scratched against his throat. He turned his back to me, and walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. I gaped at the door that hid Randy from me. And I felt my hormones change. As I placed my hands on my stomach, I realized that my vision was beginning to blur. I blinked hard, and I felt the tears leak from my eyes. Randy had never walked away from my approach before.

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I rode with Casie to the arena, because John and Randy had left several hours before, to get some training in. I saw Casie eying me while she drove, mainly because I hardly talked, and didn't give any effort into the conversation. But she didn't ask any questions, and I was thankful. I didn't know if I could tell somebody, even my best friend, that my fiancé shied away from my touch. It would make it too real.

I holed myself in my titantron room. Even though I had finished most of my work yesterday, and I was completely done within thirty minutes, I didn't go to Randy's locker room. I just sat around my room with an hour and a half left before Raw started. I didn't know if I could face Randy right now. I felt utterly repulsive and unwanted. It wasn't long ago that Randy couldn't keep his hands off me, but now, I can't even get him to touch me. Moisture returned to my eyes, and I cursed at the idiotic hormones. I swiped angrily at the tears, wrapped up in my swirling emotions.

"Are you okay?" a husky voice said. I jumped at the new addition to the room that I wasn't aware of. I turned to see Shawn Hickenbottom staring down at me in concern. And I realized why; because of the tears that still shown in my eyes, and the wet tracks on my cheeks. And couldn't lie to someone who's always seemed so truthful.

"Nothing, besides the fact Randy finds me unsightly, and won't even touch me," and I heard the pathetic whimper in my voice. I groaned at myself, and kept swiping at the tears. Shawn smiled at me slightly.

"I find that hard to believe."

I rolled my eyes, scoffing, "Yeah, well, you aren't there when he pushes me away."

Shawn rolled a chair next to me, sitting down at my side. "You shouldn't feel like that. I don't believe he's pushing you away because he's lost interest in you."

I cleared my vision, and looked into the shining eyes of one of my idols. I sniffed softly, sounded ridiculous, "Why then?"

Shawn's eyes flashed down to my stomach, and met my eyes again. "I've been in his place before. Twice actually. I was overjoyed when Rebecca told me she was having our baby. Even happier when she started to show. But I couldn't let her come to me, when she wanted to be together. I was afraid. I didn't know anything, and I was afraid that I might hurt our baby. And Becca felt the same way you do. She actually accused me of running around on her. I finally told her why I could be with her. And she laughed at me," Shawn smiled. I almost laughed at the look on his face. "It took me being drug to the doctor's office, for them to tell me, since the pregnancy was healthy, then being with my wife would not, at all, harm the baby. And I can pretty much guarantee that is what is going on with Randy."

I chewed my lip, my hand resting on my belly bump. Was that really why he won't sleep with me? He thought it was dangerous. And just like that, I didn't feel rejected anymore. And I knew why Shawn's wife had laughed at him. She was relieved. Relieved that he wasn't cheating on her, and still wanted her. Because that was exactly how I felt now, relief running strong through my veins. I smiled to myself. I looked back up to Shawn, hoping he saw the gratitude for his story in my eyes. And, apparently, he did because he smiled softly at me.

"But, I need to get to the real reason I came here. I was sent to retrieve you," he laughed lightly. I cocked my head to side in confusion. "Stephanie wants to see you."

I gasped and was on my feet in an instant. Shawn laughed again, and led the way out of the room, and towards where Steph was. I hadn't seen her since she went on maternity leave. And it hadn't been but two weeks since she had had her baby. A little boy, that they named Michael Kennedy Lévesque. I had only seen pictures of him through Vince after some of the Raw roster meetings. And now, Stephanie had brought him to the arena. I picked up the pace, in my eagerness to see my friend and her baby. Shawn turned the corner, and opened a door on his left. I hurried in behind him, noticing that people were in the room, sitting around talking, but I didn't pay any attention to who they were. I only had eyes for my friend, standing behind a table that had her baby carrier sitting on it. I rushed over to Stephanie, hugging her tight. She laughed at me.

"You have grown so much since I last saw you!" she exclaimed, holding me at arms length. I blushed, knowing there were other people in the room. "You look wonderful!"

I smiled at her, and processed her change in appearance. I had only ever personally known Stephanie while she was pregnant. Now that she had her baby, there was no longer the large bump in her belly. There was still a small pudge from where the baby had been, but it was a drastic change in appearance. "You do too. You give me hope."

Stephanie laughed again, pulling her hair back out of her face. Just then, a shrill cry reverberated throughout the room, and I looked to see the little baby crying at the top of his lungs. I sighed, as I watched Stephanie instantly reach out for him. This was going to be my future; a crying, needy baby. I smiled at the thought. I watched as Stephanie bounced little Michael in her arms, trying to calm him down. When she got him to where he was just whimpering, she looked at me.

"Do you want to hold him?" I nodded, and held my arms out. I seemed to respond her question without knowing.

She placed him in my arms, resting his head in the bent crook of my elbow, and I held him from underneath with my other hand. And just like that, my breath was stolen from my body. The baby wouldn't have been more than eight or nine pounds, and around twenty inches long. He opened his little eyes, that were a deep blue, that would probably change into either grayish-green, like Stephanie's, or a hazel color like Paul's. And on the top of his head was a thick patch of dark brown hair. I rotated my upper body softly, rocking the baby side to side. And his whimpering stopped, and he slowly fell asleep. I heard a soft chuckle. I looked around and saw Paul sitting on the couch, next to John, Casie, and to my surprise, Randy.

"Wow Lora, we need you to come baby-sit. That's the fastest he's ever fallen asleep," Paul laughed, and I heard Stephanie joining in with him. I smiled at his words. However, my eyes were on Randy. He was looking at me with such intensity; I had to fight a shiver. Moreover, I had a pretty good idea what was behind his expression. It was small bundle of blankets and baby in my arms. I turned my back to him, facing Stephanie again. She raised her eyebrow at me, a smirk forming on her face. I rolled my eyes, forcing my gaze back down to the little one in my arms. I sighed, and reluctantly handed him back to his mother. I would just have to wait about another three months for my own baby.

"He's so adorable," I whispered, running my fingers lightly over his face as Stephanie held him. She smiled at me.

"He looks like me, that's why," she said proudly. I laughed with her, and just really noticed that he actually did resemble her. Which made me laugh even harder. Paul came up to us on my right, mock-hurt on his features.

"Hey, that's not nice! He has his moments where he looks like me," he pouted. I patted him on the arm, trying to be sympathetic. But I only started laughing again at the look on his face.

oo

I started off Raw by myself. I brought John out with his music, and watched as he entered the ring, and being talking about the Nexus, and his plans for the next pay-per-view. It would be a seven-on-seven tag team match between the Nexus versus John, Edge, Jericho, R-Truth, John Morrison, the Great Khali and the returning Bret Hart. But Chris Jericho interrupted his promo to come out and talk crap about John. I rolled my eyes at him. I really missed the times where he was a face, and didn't grate on my nerves so much. Thanks to Jericho's antics, he and John would have a tag team match against The Miz and Sheamus. But the outcome wouldn't be good.

Then, the first real match of the night, was Randy against on of the Uso twins, Jey. I didn't have a clue why the number one contender, Randy, was fighting someone how wasn't well known in the business, and quite frankly, were annoying. But the booking wasn't left up to me, and I had to bit my tongue and go along with it. Randy got the pin after an "RKO", but Jay's twin brother, Jimmie, tried to attack Randy from behind. Sheamus got into the mix. Being the current WWE Champion, he had sat ringside for the match. But Randy ducked Sheamus' kick to the head, and instead, it was Jimmie who received it. And Randy was waiting with a "RKO" on Sheamus.

Ted DiBiase defeated John Morrison, though it was based on distractions. Maryse tried to help, and do her part for DiBiase, and then R-Truth tried to help out his one-screen friend, Morrison; but that back fired, leaving Morrison getting pinned. The Diva's Champion, Alicia Fox defeated one of the Bella Twins, Brie. It wasn't much of a match after the scissor kick to the head. Tamara, or Casie, and Edoin had a tag team match against Eve Torres and Gail Kim. The matched was founded on mutual respect, and all the girls celebrated for each other when Tamara and Edoin came out on top. Then it was a pay-per-view preview with a seven-on-seven Elimination tag team match between the Nexus and Evan Bourne, The Hart Dynasty, Mark Henry, Goldust and Jerry "the King" Lawler himself. It was an elimination match because the match went on until on of the teams eliminated each member of the opposing team by pin fall or submission. And one by one, the Nexus got rid of each member of the other team. Until it was on Evan left. Though, I was proud of the show he put up against the seven-on-one match. But it was too much for him, and Wade Barrett got the pin.

The final match was John and Chris versus The Miz and Sheamus. It seemed to going John's way for a while. Jericho cooperated in the match, tagging in and out. But as soon as John had his back turned, Chris got him with his "CodeBreaker", which was a jumping-knee chin buster type move. He laid John out for the Miz to pick up the win. And Raw went off air with every member of Cena's team, all seven of them, arguing in the ring, throwing punches and slaps on each other.

oo

I lay on the bed of mine and Randy's hotel room. And for the first time in a long time, I was nervous to be around him. Though I knew why, or at least had an idea, he didn't want to be with me intimately, I still remembered him walking away from me this morning. And it still hurt, and sort of embarrassed me. I definitely didn't have confidence that I had woke up with. I heard the door of the bathroom open, and was thankful I was laying with my back turned to it. I listened as Randy walked around the room, getting ready for bed. The mattress sunk down, and I knew he was lying next to me. Randy moved over to me, and practically molded his body with mine; where my knees bent, his did too. He pulled his own pillow closer, and laid his head near mine. Then I felt as he slid his arm under the one I had propped on my side, and rest his hand on my belly bump.

"I know you're awake," he told me, softly rubbing my belly. I sighed softly and turned my head to see him as he propped on one elbow, still fitting into the curve of my frame. He smiled down at me. "Paul's kid was a sweet little boy, wasn't he?"

I nodded slightly. The mention on little Michael, especially coming from Randy, almost made me want to smile. Almost. Because was amazing as it was to see the little boy, and the look Randy gave me while I held that little boy, I still couldn't my feelings from earlier. I bit my lip, avoiding Randy's stare until I absolutely had to look at him. Then, when I met his blue eyes, the words just tumbled out of my mouth.

"Randy," I took a deep breath, and continued, "do you still want me? What I mean is, do you still want to be with me?" Randy looked confused for a section, until I could almost see this morning running through his head. "I know I don't look the same as I used too, but it's still me."

Shame washed over his face, with a look of intensity in his stare. "I am an idiot. If I had any idea that you thought this way, I would have corrected you in that moment." He removed his hand from my stomach, and cupped my cheek. "Lora, I love you, and I will always want you. In every way, no matter what you look like. And I have to apologize for this morning. I never thought that you would think that when I stopped us this morning. And let me tell you, it wasn't because I wasn't into it. It was so damn hard to walk away from you."

I pouted my bottom lip out a little, staring into his bright blue eyes. "Then why did you?"

Randy closed his eyes and sighed. "I don't want to hurt you. And I don't want to hurt the baby. That's why I walked away this morning."

Shawn had been right, I thought to myself. And just like with his wife, I felt the need to laugh. A small smile came across my face, as I caressed his cheek with my hand.

"Randy, believe it or not, you won't hurt me or our baby. That's an old tale of superstition that came from people centuries ago."

"I know, but I don't want to take any chances," Randy countered. I groaned softly, thinking it was going to take what Shawn's wife had done to him.

"Would it make you feel better if we asked the doctor about it?" I pleaded, pressing myself into his frame more. I ran my hands down the warm skin of his chest. I heard the soft moan of approval from Randy, deep in his throat. I lowered my voice, and met his eye again. "I want you. I need you."

Randy stared down at me with heat and desire in his eyes. And I knew I still had pull over him, and that he still wanted me too. Just like that, my confidence returned, and pressed a hard kiss on his lips. He kissed me back, passion evident in his actions. A few minutes later, he pulled away, trying to catch his breath.

"First we talk to the doctor," he panted in my ear. I smiled to myself in victory. "Then you can have me."

End of another chapter! Woo! Don't forget, next chapter we find out the sex of the baby!

Oh, and ps, since Stephanie, in real life time, has not had her baby, I don't have a clue about the actual sex of the child, nor could I find any where that said it. So, I figured, since they already have to girls, they should have a boy! Lol… A fictional child never hurt anybody.. lol

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