A/N: Thanks for reading and reviewing. I really appreciate it! I'm glad you're enjoying the story. Here's chapter 3! Also, I want to remind y'all that this story is purely fictional. To my knowledge, none of these events are real. I want you to remember that as you read this chapter and the ones coming up.
Randy woke Riley from her nap. She still slept on the comfortable sofa on the front of the bus while Randy slept in the bedroom in the back. "The show is about to start; don't forget to watch." He said. Riley smiled sleepily. "I won't forget. Good luck." She said. Randy smiled. "Thanks. See you soon." he said. Randy kissed her forehead for the first time before he left. Riley smiled giddily when he left.
She grabbed her laptop and started to make a text post to tumblr. She stopped herself and said aloud, "No one can find out about this!" She groaned. She wanted so badly to tell the world what just happened; but she controlled herself. Her inbox was full of questions about her trip to Randy's signing; she ignored them and didn't answer.
Instead of hanging out for one day like they had originally planned, Randy wanted Riley to stay longer. Riley was perfectly fine with it; she was enjoying her time with Randy; and he was enjoying her company. Randy was still curious as to why Riley had not yet tried to flirt with him; it had been a whole week for goodness' sake! Since the day Randy had convinced Riley to stay, she had spent all her time on the bus. She didn't want to risk being seen with or around Randy in public; she didn't want anyone finding out she was still spending her time with him.
She turned on the TV to USA to watch Raw and start her live blog. She was still a little tired, but she wanted to see Randy's segment and match. When his segment was over, she took a quick shower and put on the Viper t-shirt he had given her a couple of days before. She also put on a pair of pajama shorts. She laid back down on the couch and drifted off to sleep. She was woken up by a loud, booming voice.
"Who the hell are you?" the person asked loudly. Riley groaned at being woken up. All of a sudden, the man picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and carried her off the bus. "Put me down! Let me go!" she yelled kicking and screaming. She beat the man on his back with her fists to no avail.
She was terrified when she realized that the man was taking her into the arena. She didn't want to be seen near Randy; let alone near Randy while wearing his shirt. "Randy!" she heard the man yell. "I found this crazy bitch passed out on your bus. She's even wearing your shirt." He said as he put Riley on her bare feet. She looked up and was surprised to that it was John Cena who ripped her from the bus.
Randy ran over to her in a panic dressed in a t-shirt and basketball shorts. "Are you okay?" he asked as he cupped her face in his hands. Riley nodded. Randy wrapped her in his arms and kissed the top of her head. Randy didn't realize how many people were staring at him and Riley. People were whispering and waiting to see what would happen next.
Randy was furious with John. "What the hell, man?" he asked while he was still holding Riley in his arms. "I went out to your RV looking for you, but I found this psycho fan sleeping in your shirt." John said.
Randy shook his head and looked Riley in her eyes; they weren't as sparkly blue as he had seen them before. She was clearly terrified. He tucked away a piece of hair that hung in Riley's face and glared at John. "I was in the locker room, John. I was taking a shower like I always do after a show. You know that!" he said.
Randy looked down at Riley. "Wait here. I'll go grab my bag and take you back to the bus." He said before kissing her forehead again as he tenderly stroked her cheek. She smiled as he walked away.
When he did, Riley realized how many people saw what just happened. They were staring at her and whispering. She looked down as if she was ashamed and saw that she was only wearing Randy's shirt and her sleeping shorts. She felt so humiliated.
Randy came back with his bag and was about to walk with Riley back to the bus. John stopped him. "Why was that girl sleeping on your bus?" John asked. "It's none of your concern." Randy said as he tried to walk away. John stopped him again. "Does she know?" John asked. Randy sighed and almost growled. He knew exactly who John was talking about. "Fuck off and stay out of my business!" He shouted. He took Riley by the hand and walked her to the RV. "Get rid of her, man! She looks like trouble!" John yelled as Randy walked way.
When they were inside the RV, Randy sighed and sat on the couch. "I'm so sorry for that." He said. Riley didn't say anything; she just remained standing with her arm's folded in an attempt to not cry. Randy held his hand out towards her. "Come here," he said. "Sit down." Riley sat next to him; he wrapped one of his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. Riley let a tear fall and rested her head on his shoulder.
"So you slept through the whole show?" he asked to take her mind off what just happened with John. She chuckled and wiped the fallen tear. "No. I saw your segment and match, and then I took a shower and fell asleep." She said. "Oh." He said. He smiled on the inside; it was nice to know that Riley had found his segments important.
She adjusted her head on Randy's shoulder and he hissed in pain. "What's wrong?" Riley asked sitting up. "My shoulder." He said rolling his sore shoulder. "Here, let me help." She said with a smile. She climbed over him to sit on the back of the couch with him between her legs. She massaged his shoulder. "Better?" she asked. Randy nodded. "Amazing." He moaned a little at her touches.
"Can I ask you something?" Riley asked as she kneaded his aching muscles. Randy nodded. "Of course." He said. "You and John. You two aren't friends?" She asked. Randy chuckled. "A lot of people think we are. Truth is, John and I never really got along. We met years ago and I thought he was pretty cool, but he had this idea that he was God's gift to WWE. We just kind of fell out. He got too arrogant." He said. "Oh. So this whole time you two haven't been friends?" she asked. Randy shook his head. "Nope. We just had to make it seem like we were since we teamed together for a while." He said. Riley nodded.
Without warning, he whipped her around so that she was now straddling his lap. Riley ran her hands though her short, bob-style hair; pushing it out of her face. Randy did the unbelievable: he leaned up and kissed her lips. It took her a few seconds to respond; but when she did, Randy picked her up and laid her down on the couch.
He rocked his hips against hers and nibbled at her neck. She moaned at the contact, but she stopped him. "No, Randy. Stop." She said. She didn't want him to stop, but at the same time, she did. He pulled away from her and looked concerned. "Why? What's wrong?" he asked. "I can't have sex with a married man." She said.
Randy got up from the couch, but sat back down. He seemed to be thinking before he finally spoke. "So that's why you never tried to flirt with me?" he asked. Riley nodded. "I'm a fan first, Randy. I like seeing you in the ring and in interviews and stuff, but I'm not going to hook up with you." She said. Randy nodded; even though he didn't understand her reasoning. "I mean, regardless of what they say about Sam, I'm no home wrecker." She said. Randy was curious. "Who is they and what do they say about Sam?" he asked. Riley racked her brain for an answer. "Um, nothing. Nevermind. It's not important." She said as she stood to walk away.
Randy grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her back to his lap. "What is it?" he asked again tickling her sides. She squealed and laughed as he tickled her. "Nothing! I swear it's not important!" she said laughing. "Please! I promise. It's nothing. Please! I'm gonna pee on myself! Stop!" she said; now laughing harder.
Randy stopped the attack. "Fine. Whatever you say. I'll find out eventually. I'm sure you'll let it slip one day." He said. "No, I won't! You'll never find out!" she said as she dismounted his lap and ran away to the bathroom.
When she came out, Randy was waiting outside the door. "Geez! You scared me!" she said. Randy chuckled. "You ready to tell me about Sam?" he asked. "Never!" she said. He smirked. "Fine." He started another tickling attack. This time, Riley was resilient; she stood her ground and didn't beg for mercy. Randy eventually gave up and groaned. "Whatever, I'm going to bed." He said.
Riley caught her breath from all the laughing and followed Randy into the bedroom. "What? Coming for revenge so soon?" Randy asked jokingly. Riley shook her head. "Nope." She said. She crawled under the covers and laid down, closing her eyes. "Um, what are you doing?" Randy asked. Riley sat up on her elbows. "I'm going to sleep." She said casually before laying back down.
Randy scratched his head in confusion. "I thought you said you won't have sex with a married man?" he said. "I never said I wouldn't sleep in the same bed with one." She said with her eyes still closed. Randy shook his head and crawled into bed, too. Riley was originally turned away from Randy's side of the bed, but when Randy got in, she rolled over and put her head on his chest and tangled her legs with his.
Randy was surprised by the action, but he didn't say anything. Riley smiled when she felt Randy tense up. He was so uncomfortable; sexually frustrated, even. Riley was proud; it was a job well done. Soon enough, Randy relaxed, so Riley turned up the heat. She rubbed her leg against his. At that simple touch, he tensed up again. Riley smiled and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, Riley woke up when Randy tried to move her off of his chest. She groaned sleepily. "Good morning. Sorry I woke you." He said. Riley smiled. "No worries. Good morning." She said. She pecked his lips and got out of bed. Randy just sat there, confused, in shock. What is she doing to me? He asked himself.
Riley had gone to the front of the bus to find a specific t-shirt in her bag. It was one of Randy's old shirts she bought years ago; it was too big but it was perfect. She took a shower and emerged wearing only a pair of boy shorts and the oversized t-shirt. Her hair was still a little wet, but she managed to make it look cute.
She saw Randy was sitting on the couch, almost hypnotized by whatever he was watching on TV. She smiled at the sight; she had an idea. She casually walked to him and sat in his lap and looked toward the TV. "What are you watching?" she asked nonchalantly.
"Um, some—that show—the one with—" he struggled with talking while Riley sat on his lap partially clothed. She smiled and leaned in close to his face. She kissed him passionately and pulled away. "Don't mess with me Orton. I'll really tease you next time." She said playfully referring to the tickling attack from the previous day.
She pecked his lips and moved to sit on the couch beside him. She liked Randy; she really did. Too bad he's married.
Riley and Randy watched a few movies on the way to the next city where Smackdown was going to be taped. When they arrived, Randy had already showered so he was on his way off the bus to go to a local gym when there was a knock on the bus door. Randy opened it.
It was Dani, Cody Rhodes' girlfriend. "Hey is Riley in there?" She asked. Randy looked back for approval from Riley. She nodded. "Yeah, she's here. Come on in." he said. Dani stepped on the bus, but Randy stayed to hear the conversation.
"Hey, Riley. Me and the other girls were wondering if you wanted to hang out with us today?" Dani asked. Riley really didn't want to be around the other superstars' girlfriends, but she was tired of being cooped up on the RV. "Sure. Just give me about twenty minutes to get ready." Riley said. "Okay. See you later." Dani said as she left.
Randy reached into his wallet and pulled out his credit card. "Here. Take this." He said giving the card to Riley. Riley shook her head. "No. I couldn't take your money." She said. Randy nodded. "Please. Just take it; have a good time, on me." He insisted. "No, Randy. I don't want to." She said. Randy sighed. "I want you to enjoy yourself with the other girls. Treat yourself." He said. Riley gave in and took the card. "Thank you, Randy." she said with a smile. "You're welcome." He pecked her lips and walked out the door. "Have fun!" he yelled as he closed the door.
In twenty minutes she was ready. She had dried and styled her hair, put on her makeup and got dressed. She wore a pair of denim shorts and a tank top with her cowgirl boots and a sheer blouse over the tank. She grabbed her handbag and stepped off the bus; she saw the group of women waiting by a rental car.
"Hey, y'all." She said with her signature smile and a wave. Riley really wasn't looking forward to the outing when she saw the foul glances she was getting from one of the other women. This should be fun. She said sarcastically to herself.
A/N: Thank y'all for reading. Please review! Any and all reviews are greatly appreciated. I love you for reading! How do you think Riley's outing with the other women will be? I really want to know what you think! Review for a sneak peek at chapter 4!