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Right Where We Left Off

Chapter 30

Paige made her way to Randy's room, fidgeting the entire way. She wondered what he has to say to her. Would he be understanding? Doubt it. Would he be a little mad but take her back anyway? Possible. Would he never want to see her again? Hope not.

As she approached the room number John told her he was staying, she took a couple deep breaths before raising her fist and knocking on the door. She waited patiently for a minute but no one answered. She knocked again, leaning close to the door so she could hear if anyone was inside. It didn't sound like it but maybe he was sleeping. She waited a couple more minutes, knocking a couple more times and yelling his name softly. He still didn't answer so she gave up. He must already be out and about, she thought to herself sadly. She wanted to try again later in a couple hours but she honestly didn't know if she has the courage to go back.

She stepped onto the elevator with a sigh and pressed the six button to go up to her floor. She leaned against the wall and waited for the elevator to reach her floor. Finally it did and Paige pushed herself away from the wall as the doors slowly opened. She looked up before walking out of the elevator and was surprised to see Randy standing on the other side of the elevator.

"Randy," she said in surprise and noticed he looked a little surprised to see her too. "I just, uh, came from your room, I was looking for you but you weren't there." she said and felt like an idiot after. Of course he wasn't there he was here.

Randy was way beyond surprised too and he smiled at her. "I was looking for you at your room too."

They both nodded awkwardly and were silent for a couple moments. "Randy," she said with a sigh. "I think we need to talk," she paused to collect her thoughts. "I would like to talk to you." she added looking up at him.

He nodded and gestured for her to step away from the elevator. "Lead the way."

Paige's skin jumped when she felt Randy's hand on the small of her back. She hasn't felt his touch in days and she had missed it. A sense of warmth spread over her body as his hand slid around to her hip.

Randy couldn't help himself. This was the closest he had been to her since the incident at John's house and he had to touch her. He missed seeing her smile, he missed touching her, he missed kissing her, he missed talking to her and joking around with her; he just
missed her.

When they arrived at Paige's room, she used her key to unlock the door and let them inside. After closing the door behind Randy, she turned around to face him and was pulled close to his body. She let out a surprised gasp at the contact but gave into the hug and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"I have missed you." Randy mumbled as his head was bent down on top of hers.

"I've missed you too." Paige whispered, her voice muffled from her head's position resting on his chest.

"I was so worried about you. You've been ignoring me and I... I just wanted to make sure you were alright. We left on bad terms over the weekend." Randy said lifting her chin so she would look at him.

She let out a sigh. "Listen Randy, I owe you an explanation." she said, stepping out of his embrace, leading him over to the couch. She looked him in the eye before beginning. "I never meant for it to happen. But one night John just came to my room and...it just happened." Randy nodded, already knowing this from when John explained to him. "After, I thought about why I did it. I was perfectly happy with you and I wanted to know why I would risk that. At first I thought I did it because I was still in love with him. I mean we have a lot of history and I wanted to see if there was still a spark there. Like I said, at first I thought there was still a spark, but the more I thought about it the guiltier I felt. I thought I just felt guilty because I cheated on you. But that wasn't it. I wasn't just feeling guilty, I was starting to regret it. I realized that that spark I thought I felt, was merely just me enjoying the sex. There will always be attraction between me and John but that doesn't mean we are in love. I realized that there is no other man I want to have sex with but you. You are the person I crave, the person I think about before I go to bed and after I wake up. You're always on my mind and I realize that you mean a whole lot more to me than I thought you did. I can't really imagine my life without you." She paused and felt Randy put his hand on her thigh and give her a reassuring squeeze. "As much as I regret it, in a way I'm glad it happened because it helped me squash any doubts I may have had about our relationship. I love John, I always have and I always will, but I'm not in love with him anymore. It sucks this had to happen for me to realize how much you mean to me, but it did. I am sorry." She said feeling guilty.

She looked up at Randy, waiting to hear his reaction. He was silent, studying her as he tried to figure out what to say. "You know, right after it happened, I was devastated. I really trusted you and you would be the last person I expected to ever cheat on me." She bowed her head in embarrassment but he lifted her chin right away, forcing her to watch him as she listened. "I was hell bent on never speaking to you again and forgetting all about you," He paused and saw a sad frown cross her features. "But for some reason, I just couldn't get you off my mind. I wondered where you were, who you were with, what you were doing, at all times. And then, I would see you at work from afar, and you would see me and run away, you have no idea how bad that hurt me and how bad it pissed me off. I mean, I was the one hurt in the relationship, not you, if anyone should be running away and avoiding the other, it should have been me."

"Sorry, I never knew you saw me," She whispered her apology.

He smiled at her. "It's ok, I probably wouldn't have talked to you anyway." He paused to let out a sigh. "And hearing all this, I understand. I mean, I'm still very hurt and angry but I've been in your position before, I've cheated on a couple past girlfriends, I don't want to be a hypocrite."

She looked at him in confusion. "Randy, I don't want you to forgive me because you feel bad holding it against me, if you forgive me, I want you to mean it."

Randy chuckled. "Paige, I understand why you did it now, thank you for clearing that up. But I am definitely not reading to forgive you. The wound is too fresh." Paige let out a sigh, she saw that one coming.

"I understand." She made a move to stand up, but Randy's hand on her wrist stopped her and pulled her down so she was practically sitting on his lap.

"I said I can't forgive you now, but I hope in the future you will be able to show me why I should." Paige got a slight smile on her lips at his words. "And I don't know how you feel but I missed the hell out of you and, call me selfish, but I don't want to let you go."

A happy grin spread across her face. "Really?" He nodded and she nodded her own head in response. "I definitely don't want to let you go. Being with you has made me the happiest I've been since high school." Randy smirked and leaned forward, pressing his lips over hers. Their eyes fluttered closed, and she let out a moan as she felt Randy's tongue snake into her mouth. He moved his lips expertly over hers for a few moments before they broke apart.

"So this means we are back together?" Paige asked.

"Definitely." He responded, rubbing circles on her thigh with his finger.

"And we don't have to hide it from John anymore?" She asked hopefully.

He laughed. "Never again."

"And we can tell everyone?" She asked.

He leaned forward, capturing her lips in another kiss. "Everyone in the entire universe." She sighed happily into his mouth as their kiss deepened.

She then remembered something John had told her and she gently pushed Randy's lips away from hers. She rested her forehead on his own, holding his neck lovingly with her hands. "Randy, there's something John told me about you."

Randy raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Well if he said it, it's probably not true." He joked.

Her smile immediately fell off her face. "Oh, ok, I understand." She said, sliding off his lap to sit next to him.

He saw her make a move to leave and pulled her close to him, shooting her a look of confusion. "Babe, I was kidding, I didn't know it was serious." He used one hand to stroke her face as his eyes searched hers for answers. "Tell me,"

She studied his face and nodded. "He said that you told him that you were…" She paused, looking down at her lap before looking back at his face with a new-found confidence. "He said you were in love with me." Randy's eyes widened. He was going to kill John. He was off in his own thoughts about how he could murder John without going to jail, he didn't even notice Paige's heartbroken face until she looked like she was about to cry. "Is it true?"

He focused on her and smiled softly. "I wanted to tell you in a more special way but it seems John spilled the beans," He saw her grin. "I am so, completely in love with you Paige Pratt."

Her hand reached up and cupped his cheek. "And I am in love with you Randy Orton." Randy grinned wide before leaning in to seal her lips with his in a kiss.

A/N: So only one more chapter, it's so sad to have these stories come to an end. Anyways, thanks again for all the reviews!