So... finally the long awaited update. I truly hope that you guys enjoy it. Once I started, I couldn't stop writing anymore (besides last night when my eyes started to hurt and my brain went dead... that's where the break kicked in). This chapter is only about Tammy and Randy... no Cody, no friends of Randy (my muses have all left me some days ago anyways).
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my fantasy.
Happy Birthday to Mister Sex on Legs, to the man who inspired me to this story, to the one and only Mister RKO!
"Every man is afraid of something, that's how you know he's in love with you, when he's afraid of losing you." - RevRunWisdom
It was long after the show that he had finally decided to call her, rather yet that he found the guts to call her. He could not just give up what they had; he could not just lose her over something like a kiss… two kisses if Cody had told him the truth.
He could not sleep, could not eat, could barely breathe without her. He was going nuts.
He was chewing on his lips, head resting in his hand, sitting on the edge of his hotel-bed, already stripped of to his boxers. Actually, he had wanted to get some rest, wanted to sleep it over again before calling her, but he found himself rolling back out of the bed only a few minutes after lying down.
He needed her.
He was waiting patiently for her to finally pick up the phone, listening to the music of Three Days Grace playing for what felt like hours, glancing over at the watch every now and then, as he licked his lips nervously.
He had never been a patient person, only for her. She was the one who had changed him from the person he had once been: aggressive, impatient, fearless, ruthless, a man with more mood-swings than any woman he had ever known, someone who could never get enough.
She was the one who made the man out of himself, the man he had always wanted to be. Besides Alana, no one had ever done that; no one had ever awakened that soft side in him, that caring side, that loving side in him… not even Sam.
He groaned in avertedly when his soon-to-be ex-wife came to his mind, her controlling way, her manipulative behavior, her bitching and whining whenever something was not going her way… and he realized that he could not complain about it. She had been just like he was until a year ago.
He was a pain in the ass, to his wife, his friends, even his family… until he had met Tammy. And he did not want to go back to square one… he did not want to become that asshole from older days again.
It must have taken at least two or three minutes until he finally heard the click and her sleepy, cracking voice made its way to his ears.
"Randy?"
He swallowed hard and took a deep breath before answering.
"Yeah…"
His own voice was also cracking as his free hand ran over his face. He could hear her shift around in the bed, probably trying to sit up.
"What are you… why are… geez… where have you been?"
She was not really sure what to say, nor how to say it, or to ask, wondering why he had finally decided to call her… and that to such an unholy hour. He glanced over at her alarm, reading 2 a.m. as she heard him inhaling sharply.
"I… I'm sorry."
"For what?"
She was surprised… she really was. Randy was not the man to say he is sorry, especially not when he had absolutely no reason to apologize.
Randy's brows ceased up as he tilted his head, bottom lip tucked in between his teeth.
"Why are you… I mean… for just running away from you… aren't you mad at that?"
She sighed, shaking her head as she rested her back against the wall, running a hand through her hair.
"I'm not mad at you… I was just worried… you're the one who should be mad at me… you had every right to run off… I'm the one who should be sorry… and believe me, I AM."
He let out a long sigh of relief, plopping back down onto the bed, starring at the ceiling as he wet his lips, voice now barely above a whisper.
"I still shouldn't have run off… I should've given you time to explain… or should've listened to you… I'm sorry… I just…" He sighed again, tears dwelling up in his eyes as he tried to swallow down the lump in his throat. "…I was scared of losing you… of you leaving me… I think I kinda overreacted…"
She shook her head violently, groaning.
"No… Randy, seriously… I was the idiot… I shouldn't have… I… god… babe?"
"Yeah…"
She tried to suppress a sniffle, but failed as she let some tears slip down her cheeks, lips quivering.
"When will you be back?"
He closed his eyes, swallowing again, tears now rolling freely down his cheeks, lips trembling just as much as hers.
"Tuesday… I swear as soon as Raw's over Monday night I'll take a flight… and then… we can talk."
A small smile played on her lips as she wiped the tears away with the back of her arm.
"That sounds good… I guess we should really talk… a lot…"
He could not help but let out a short laugh, fully throwing her off as she raised a brow.
"What's so funny bout that?"
Keeping on laughing, he shook his head, sitting back up, free hand in his short hair.
"Sorry… but that was exactly what Cody said earlier tonight."
A sharp inhale made it to his ears as her body started to tense and the tears started to slip again.
"You… you've talked to…"
"Yeah… he just…" Another sigh. "… He wanted me to man up and finally call you again… to explain himself… to… I dunno… he practically told me that I'm an idiot for not realizing how much you really love me… and he was right… I am an idiot."
"Randy…"
"No! Just…" he chewed his bottom lip once again, staring out of the window before shaking his head. "…We'll talk about everything on Tuesday… I promise…"
"Okay…"
"And baby?"
Her eyes lit up at that name, frown turning into a soft smile.
"Yeah?"
"I love you."
Her heart skipped a beat as she had to swallow again, another lump forming in her throat.
"I love you, too."
He hung up and the minute she heard the click, her tears started to fall again freely, sobs escaping her throat, fingers tightly holding onto the phone. She couldn't believe the luck she had… she couldn't believe that she was lucky enough to have found a man so forgiving, so loving, so caring… she couldn't believe that finally everything seemed to become good again.
Truth be told, for the past four days she had barely slept, barely eaten anything, she was a total wreck. And she had lied to Cody… there was no neighbor who wanted to take care of her, no one who helped her, no one who had an eye on her.
She had just wanted to sooth his nerves, to get him to leave. She knew that the kiss had been wrong and it was eating her up. She regretted it… all of it. She had never wanted to risk anything she had had with Randy. No idea what had come over her, why she had kissed Cody once, why she had let him kiss her twice.
All she wanted was Randy… the baby… a happy little family… not with Cody or anyone else, but with him. From the day they had first met… she knew that Randy was the one. It was a shame that she had not realized that before.
She sighed as she wiped the tears out of her face, sliding back down into a laying position, pulling the covers back up over her half-naked frame, thinking about the three words ringing in her ear "I love you". That's all she could have asked for.
He placed his phone back on the night-stand, eyes staying fixed on it for a mere minutes, thinking about how lucky he was that she'd already forgiven him, lucky that she loved him back, lucky that he had friends like Cody who in fact had opened his eyes… not in a way he'd wanted it… but that was the past now. He sure as hell would not let something like this happen again.
Finally letting those thoughts calm down, he lay back on the bed, pulling the blanket back over his naked form, head resting heavily on the soft pillow and for the first time in four nights, he drifted off to sleep with a content smile on his lips.
Maybe everything would really turn out just well this time.
Gladly enough the two days went by pretty fast, Randy having enough signings and shows, interviews and shoots to distract himself and Tammy finally taking the time to have the ultra-sound to get to know the gender of their baby.
Between everything that had happened the past weeks, she had almost forgotten about it, calling the doctor straight after she had gotten up the morning after Randy's call… this definitely would be a nice surprise for him.
She had also thought about calling Cody, about thanking him, about asking him WHAT exactly he had told Randy, but she had decided against it. The less contact she had with him, the easier it would be for him to let go… hopefully.
She was still in bed Tuesday morning, around 7 a.m., face cuddled into the pillow, soft snores escaping her full, pink lips, hair ruffled up from sleep, blanket only covering her lower half as Randy stepped into the bedroom, biting his upper lip as the corner of his lips curled up into a smile.
She would always look gorgeous to him, but sleeping? She was an angel, looking so innocent, so pure, so peaceful.
He stood there for a while. Leaning against the frame, just watching her as he did not want to wake her up, but after a few minutes the urge to hold her became just too big and he silently walked over to the bed, kicking his shoes and socks off, carefully climbing inside.
As soon as he had his arm draped around her waist, his nose buried in her neck, inhaling her sweet scent, enjoying her warmth, his hand slid down to her baby-belly, carefully resting on it, his smile growing with every single second. He was a happy man… a very happy man.
The breath tickling her neck, the sudden warmth of another body behind her, the feeling of safety let her slowly open her eyes. She inhaled his scent, a smile immediately forming on her lips as her hand sneaked down to cover his on her belly, lacing their fingers.
"Hey…"
Her voice was soft, a bare whisper, still hoarse from sleep.
"Hey…"
He placed a chaste kiss on her neck, loving to hear the soft moan escaping her throat as he pulled her closer, kissing her ear.
"I…"
He shook his head, shh'ing her with a hum, fingers softly stroking her belly.
"We'll talk later… I just want to… enjoy your company now… just want to hold you."
Tammy closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as she nodded, pulling him even closer by his arm as she raised his hand to her lips, softly kissing his fingers.
"K… I… I missed you."
He sighed, thinking about a reaction, thinking about what her body so close to his was doing to him, thinking about if this would be the right thing to do right now, thinking about just how good it felt to hold her in his arms again, thinking that if 6 days do this to him, then what would happen if they ever broke up for real?
She was already about to drift off again as he placed their hands back down on her belly, his lips brushing over her ear, feeling his heart beat faster against his chest as another soft moan escaped her and he could feel her muscles relax into his touch.
"I missed you, too."
No, this was not the time for it, nor the place. To talk was the first thing they had to do and then… then he would show her how much he had really missed her… all of his.
It was almost noon as Randy opened his eyes again, the sunlight blending his sore eyes, the feeling of being alone having woken him up. He blinked a few times until he realized where he was and that he was alone… it was true… he could not sleep without her anymore.
He rubbed his eyes, letting out a low growl as he scooped himself up on his elbows, glancing around the room… their room. He listened closely to any sounds coming from the other rooms, but was met with complete silence.
Slowly kicking the covers aside, he got up and out off bed, scratching his neck as he slowly slurped over to the bathroom. He quickly got over his "morning-routine", peaking his head out every now and then to see if Tammy had already gotten back to their room, but got disappointed every single time.
He sighed as he headed back out, putting his socks back on, not caring about the shoes. He heard the door shut just the moment he finished "re-dressing" and quickly walked out into the hallway and down the stairs.
He found Tammy in the kitchen, humming one of her favorite songs -must have been by Our Lady Peace from what he remembered- as she placed some bags onto the counter, swaying her hips right to left with the rhythm.
He could have died on the spot. His lips formed one of his trademark-smirks as he silently walked over to her, wolf whistling, startling her just a little.
She turned around to see him grinning, sending him her warmest smile, left brow arched a little, curls being up in a pony-tail, baby-belly straining against the tight tank-top she was wearing.
"I see you're finally up?!"
He knew she was teasing him, laying a hand on his chest in an attempt to play hurt.
"Aww… shoot…"
She giggled as he was close enough, shaking her head before softly pecking his lips. Oh god… his lips… how she had missed them. Even that one little gesture, that one quick kiss already send sparks throughout her whole body.
He closed his eyes, trying to hold himself back, trying not just to grab her and ravish her lips with his own, trying to suppress the urge to devour her mouth, to show her how much he had missed her right then and there. However, before he could react, she had already pulled away, smiling up at him with her upper lip tucked in, hands on his chest.
It felt like fire… like millions of chills running through his body. He could feel those soft hands on his shirt-covered chest and even through the material, it made him burn.
"I've brought us some lunch… do you… should we talk first or?"
He sighed, letting his head hang down, shaking it a little as his hands slid down from her shoulders to his sides.
"Talk first… we can still warm the food up later."
She nodded her head, smile fading at the sad expression on his face, in his eyes, seeing his muscles tense, seeing his lips twitch.
"K… just let me put it away… and…"
He looked back up at her before she could go on, nodding, corner of his lips curling up in a soft, almost unnoticeable smile as if to tell her that there is nothing to fear, nothing to be worried about.
She just grabbed the boxes of Chinese food, placing them in the fridge as quick as possible, wanting to finally get it over with, to finally get a chance to talk about everything; before turning back around to him, taking a deep breath.
"I…"
Another shake of his head as he gently grabbed her hand, lacing their fingers together, leading her over into the living room.
"I think here's a better location to talk about it."
She nodded, letting herself be led over to the couch, slowly sitting down, her brown eyes never leaving his body, following every movement of his, watching every muscle of his body as she waited for him to start… for his nagging questions to kill her.
He just stared at her for a while, running a shaky hand through his hair, not knowing how to start, what to ask first, so many thoughts invading his mind until he finally took a deep breath, sitting down on the dining table in front of her, his blue eyes staring right back at her.
"Why?"
She bit her lip hard. She had expected that question to come first, but honestly… after all those weeks and thinking about it day in and day out; she still did not know an answer.
"I… I don't know… I really don't… he was…" She sighed, lowering her head, looking down at her fingers playing with the hem of her shirt. "…I mean… Cody is nice and all… but… I did not have a reason for it… I just… I kissed him that first time… and then… a few days later he kissed me… I really don't know why I did that or why I've let him do it… I only know that I really regret it…"
Randy had listened… he had tried to listen, but somehow, after one mention… he kind of drifted off, those few words repeating themselves over and over again in his head.
"You… you kissed three times?"
She blinked at him, pressing her lips together tight, swallowing… shit… maybe she really should have called Cody and asked what he had told him.
Randy sighed, wetting his lips, turning his face away from her as he ran a hand over his face. He needed a deep breath, needed to calm down, needed to shake this thought aside, needed to concentrate on what was really important.
He looked back at her, her silence giving him the answer right away, his eyes glossy, dark.
"Okay… I…" Another deep breath as he forced himself to look at her. "I can… forgive you that… I think."
She swallowed down the lump in her throat, blinking at him in a mix of disbelief and surprise, seeing the sincerity shine through in his blue orbs.
"You…"
Randy nodded, shakily taking hold of her hand, thumbs caressing her knuckles as he stared down at the promise ring.
"I promised you something… and I'll hold truth to that… I will never leave you, I'll never stop loving you, I'll always be there for you and the baby… and I mean…"
He sighed, looking back up to meet her brownish eyes staring back at him in hope, in love.
"…A kiss isn't the end of the world… and… you regret it, Cody regrets it… I trust you… and I believe him when he says he won't try anything ever again. I just… I overreacted. I was…"
He pulled his hand away, Tammy giving a short whine at the loss of his contact as he stood up, running his hand through his hair, starting to pace back and forth, not looking at her, but at his feet.
"…I was afraid of losing you… of you choosing someone else over me… you realizing that Cody might be a better man than me, a better partner, better kisser… I dunno… I was just… I was so unsure about what we have… what we had… I thought that… if Sam left me, then why shouldn't you do just the same… why wouldn't you leave me for someone else, too… why… why would you choose to stay with me instead…"
"Randy…" She reached out for his hand, gently taking hold of it, squeezing it, making him look over into those beautiful, warm, brown pools, seeing a soft smile on her full lips.
"… Stop that, babe… I told you that I am the one who should apologize… I'm the one who was an idiot, not you… after everything we've been through, everything you've done for me, I was stupid enough to kiss someone else… to kiss your best friend… you shouldn't be the one apologizing, you should be fucking mad at me… you should be the one wanting to leave me…"
"Is that… is that what you want?"
She shook her head violently, pulling on his arm to bring him closer, staring into his now insecure, unsure, sparkling eyes.
"No… never… I don't ever want to lose you… and believe me Randy… I would never EVER leave you… not for anyone or anything on this planet… I'm sorry…"
Swallowing hard, his eyes never leaving hers, he slowly leaned down, pressing his lips softly onto hers, savoring the feeling, fingers laced together, his free hand gently massaging her neck, pulling her closer, deeper, wanting to remember every single second of that one kiss, never wanting to let her go again.
She closed her eyes, just enjoying, just feeling, free hand traveling down his back, fingertips tracing his muscles, lips engaged in that sweet kiss until it was time to gain some breath.
None of them wanted that kiss to end, none of them wanted that moment to end, but when air became a matter of loss, Tammy finally pulled away, panting softly, eyes opening again as she licked her lips, smiling sweetly up at him, hand caressing his cheek.
"I'm really sorry…"
He shook his head, the kiss having left him in some sort of trance, softly kissing her fingertips as he whispered.
"Don't… let's forget about that… it's the past… let's talk about the future now…"
Her eyes widened a little as she tilted her head, tucking her bottom lip in between her pearl-white teeth.
"Six weeks… only six more weeks and we are free to do whatever we want… openly… in public… no more hiding… it's only six more weeks until I can…" He took a long, deep breath, eyes locking with hers again, small smirk playing on his lips. "…until I can finally claim you mine… and only mine."
She chuckled, shaking her head before pulling him down by the back of his neck, pecking his lips again.
"You already have me, babe."
No way could he have suppressed the growl leaving his throat just at that one simple reclamation. God, how he had missed that… six days and six days only, but it had felt like an eternity, not to be sure about what the future will hold, not being sure about their relationship, not being sure if she even still wanted him. He would never leave her side again… ever.
"You know…" Her soft voice brought him back out of his thoughts as he arched a brow, waiting for her to continue. "I've been at the doctor yesterday… getting an ultra-sound… the gender…"
Biting hard on his bottom-lip, he swallowed, slowly nodding his head, giving her a silent approval to continue, hands starting to shake again.
"You wanna know?"
God, she was out to kill him, was she? He nodded again, a small whine escaping his pink lips as his fingers digging into her neck.
Tammy grinned, loving to see him struggle, to see him beg with his eyes, loving to make him wait… he was so cute when being impatient. No wait… cute was no word to describe one Randy Orton… he was sexy as heel when being impatient.
"Please!"
He almost sounded like a girl, whining so sweetly.
Another chuckle escaped her throat as she locked her lips with his again, whispering against them.
"It's a baby-boy… and he's as healthy as can be."
A boy? Healthy? He could have cried, could have seriously cried like a little baby, the happiness, the pride, his heart swelling in his chest as he pulled her as close as possible, kissing her with all the passion and love left in his body, with all the hunger, the lust, the want, the need; one hand resting on her baby-belly, caressing it, softly rubbing circles on it, as he whispered again and again.
"We're getting a boy… a little boy…"
Thanks for reading! I don't know how many more chapters will come, but I've a feeling that there is NOT much left to write. Please review and let me know what you think! :)