Welcome back for chapter twelve. We left off with John and Randy finishing their lunch and Randy getting a call from Ashley. We're still in Randy's point of view, just as an FYI.
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Ready To Go

John and I headed back to the hotel and took off towards our separate rooms. I figured I would occupy my time waiting for Ashley by flipping through the TV channels. A lot of good that did me, I was still bored! I groaned and sprawled out on the bed, staring at the ceiling as if it was going to occupy my time any better than the damn TV. My cell phone finally rang and I jumped off the bed to answer it. "Hello?"

"Hey there, Oreo." Finally!

"Hey, Ashley."

"You sound happy."

"I'm talking to you, aren't I?" Way to sound like a moron, Randy.

"This is true. You busy?"

"Nope. I've been staring at the ceiling, hoping it would do something interesting."

"Oh. Any progress on that?"

"None whatsoever. Did you want to do something?"

"Why else would I be calling? I should be at your room...now." There was a knock on my door and I rushed to answer it, smiling when I saw Ashley on the other side. She closed her phone and smiled at me. "May I come in?"

"Like you have to ask." I stepped to the side and let Ashley into the room, closing and locking the door behind her. "So, how did your day with daddy go?" She scoffed and turned around, giving me a look.

"I didn't come here to discuss my father, Randy. I thought you would've figured that out by now." I chuckled and gave Ashley my Orton look.

"Fair enough. If you didn't come here for that, then what did you come for?"

"To be completely honest?" I just nodded. "I came for you. I came because I cannot go a minute without thinking about you. You know what that does?" I just shook my head, too stunned to say or do anything. "It scares me. It literally scares me how much I cannot stop thinking about you. I have never in my life felt this way about anyone else. My only fear is...the feeling isn't mutual. I fear that you only see me as a means to an end and once you're done, that's it." Ashley continued to ramble but I honestly stopped listening as I began to walk towards her. She didn't look at me once, too lost in her own train of thought to notice anything around her. I managed to corral her towards the bed and finally she noticed me. "Randy? Have you been listening?" I shook my head and without letting her react, I grabbed her face and kissed her with every fiber of my being. In that one kiss, I felt a moment of clarity and serenity that I never wanted to end. I pushed her backwards onto the bed and let my hands go through the trouble of slowly stripping her. First went her shoes and socks, followed by her...wait, that was a leather jacket. This girl just got totally hotter in a matter of seconds. Her jacket fell to the floor and I went to work on her t-shirt. I pulled her t-shirt over her head and was about to go in for another kiss but she flipped me onto my back before I could. She peeled my t-shirt off and threw it across the room, sending a shiver down my spine. "Tell me, Randy." She pinned my hands to the bed and hovered right out of reach of my mouth. "Is this for real? Or am I a means to an end?" I didn't even have to think about the answer.

"This is as real as it gets."

-FIN-

That's the end of this chapter. I apologize for the short length. I hope ya'll enjoyed it. Reviews are greatly appreciated : )