Chapter 11 – Roman's First Date

Zaria watched as Amaya got dressed; Roman was taking her on their first date. It had been the Friday after Amaya had told Zaria everything about Roman and Seth and she in a three way relationship. She had on a long sleeve wine colored cotton top that came to about an inch past her waist and a grey and wine plaid pleated skirt –the wine color in the skirt matched her top perfectly- and then she stepped into grey suede knee high boots with a 2 inch heel. She left her caramel waist length hair down.

Amaya stepped out of the bathroom. "Okay honestly how do I look?" She did a small spin.

Zaria smiled softly. "Amazing; Roman is literally not going to know what hit him and Seth is gonna wish he'd asked you on a date first."

Amaya giggled. "Well technically I kissed Seth first so Roman gets the next first which is the date tonight."

"What about sleeping arrangements? Didn't you sleep on Roman first?" Zaria asked.

Amaya nodded as she applied slight liner, mascara and a red lip gloss. "Yea but with that as with everything it's going to alternate when we're on the road. I don't want them thinking I'm playing favorites or anything. So everything is going to be 50/50 with them. It has to be to be fair." Amaya checked herself once more in the mirror. "It's a good thing the house show was early that way we could go out at a good time and not be out all hours of the night."

Zaria nodded in agreement. "Very true; you guys can – wait a minute what are you guys doing?" Zaria asked with a tilt of her head.

"I don't know Roman didn't say. He said dinner and something fun. He wants it fun because he doesn't want everything between us to be serious and up until this point it's been slightly serious. Between the two big talks the three of us have had and with me initially taking a couple of weeks to make the decision and then us sitting down and making a list of rules; it really has been serious and I am seriously ready for some fun."

Zaria watched as Amaya pulled out a scarf that was the same plaid color as her skirt and hung it around her neck. "I think you're going to get all the fun you want from Roman tonight. And Seth isn't going to feel left out right?"

"Gosh I hope not; I'll go talk to him." Amaya stepped out of her room with Zaria. She noticed Roman hadn't emerged from his room yet so she walked over and knocked on Seth's door and heard a mumbled 'Come in.' She walked in and noticed he was lounging on his bed. She closed the door and leaned against it.

Seth stood from his bed. "God, you look amazing Amaya." He walked over and stood in front of her. "To what do I owe this visit before your date?" Seth couldn't help as he moved closer and blocked her against the door with his palms against it on either side of her.

Amaya smiled softly as she reached up and caressed his beard covered jaw. "I just wanted to make sure you're going to be okay with the whole Roman getting the first date thing."

Seth chuckled. "You're worried about me being stuck here with the torture twins in the living room?" Seth's eyes locked with those gorgeous aqua eyes as he nodded curtly. "I'll be okay. I'm going to order some food and catch up on my ESPN. Besides next Friday you're all mine. I don't mind waiting a few days."

Amaya smiled softly. "Of course I'm worried about you being stuck here. Just like next Friday I'll worry about Roman." She pushed up and kissed his cheek. "I better get going. Have a nice night." She opened the door and stepped out.

Seth returned her smile. "Have a good time." He meant it. She needed to let loose a little. She hadn't done anything outside of work at the hotel room since they'd taken her contract from Cena; he couldn't imagine he'd let her do anything fun either. He'd been too busy bossing her around to let her really enjoy life for the last year. Not to mention all the times he'd tried to seduce her and get in her panties. That thought alone made Seth SEETH with anger. He wanted to knuckle shuffle that punk, but he'd bide his time. He knew the writers were getting ready to do a segment where they attacked Cena and Seth would be more than ready.

Roman looked in the mirror his nice jeans and sneakered with a royal blue polo that looked painted across his chest. His hair was slicked back in a low tail at the nape of his neck. His mustache and go-tee were neatly trimmed and he'd shaved as well. Even though he knew Amaya liked his morning scruff from not shaving, she still liked it smooth too. He splashed a little of his Black Polo cologne on cause he knew the scent would drive her crazy in the car.

He stepped out of his room and his grey eyes immediately found Amaya standing near the breakfast counter. His feet moved until he was standing in front of her as his grey orbs took in every inch of her body. "You look beautiful."

Amaya smiled. "Thanks big guy. You clean up pretty good too." She could smell his cologne and it was making her heady. She reached out and took the hand that Roman offered her as he gently pulled her towards the table where her sweater was hanging over the back of a chair. She watched as he picked it up and held it open so she could slip it on.

Once Roman draped her sweater over her shoulders he softly kissed the side of her neck. Her perfume was intoxicating. He slipped his jacket on as he held out her hand while grabbing the rental keys. "You ready?" He rumbled and smiled as she took his hand and nodded in agreement.

Zaria watched as Roman and Amaya walked out the door. She shook her head with a giggle when Amaya winked and informed her 'not to wait up'- cheeky bitch; Zaria thought. She walked over and looked over the back of the couch and noticed Dean was lying on his stomach. The man had a beautiful muscled up back. And in his current state of jeans a black t-shirt his hair was a mess of blonde curls haphazardly all over the top of his head.

Zaria smirked as she stepped back and suddenly bolted forward and jumped over the back of the couch and twisted her body in mid-air and landed back to back on top of Dean.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean groaned as a body landed on him. He was half asleep watching some murder mystery on TV when he was pulled from deep within his thoughts.

Zaria couldn't stop the giggles as she wiggled her rear-end against his. "I was just curious about something Ambrose."

Dean chuckled as she wiggled her ass against his. "What's that Danielson?"

"Do you like ice with your soda?" She asked honestly.

Dean pursed his lips together. "Nope as long as it's cold I don't like ice."

Zaria smiled softly. "I was really hoping you'd say that." Three second later she popped the top on a Pepsi and proceeded to dump it all over his head.

Dean chuckled. "Thanks Danielson. I was feeling kind of parched."

Zaria giggled. "Anytime Ambrose; anytime."

Once Roman and Amaya were at the Italian restaurant; they sat in a corner booth away from everyone. She liked how the lights were dim to give the place a romantic feeling. They ordered as Roman took her hand in his and kissed the back of it softly. "So what are we doing after dinner?"

Roman chuckled as he shook his head negatively. "I'm not telling you. It's a surprise." Roman pointed at her. "And you can bat those beautiful eyes at me all you want to. It's not going to work."

Amaya laughed softly as she held his one large hand in both of her small ones. "I wasn't really trying that hard. I mean I can try harder if you'd like." She smirked up at him and watched as his eyes widened and his eyebrows went to his hairline.

"Well – uh – we can discuss that later." Roman almost STUTTERED over his words. Roman did not stutter for anything; shaking his head clear he looked up as their waitress brought their food and he relinquished her hand so she could eat. They talked as they ate and Roman couldn't help making her laugh. Her laughter was intoxicating and he could literally listen to it all night long.

They finished up dinner and Roman paid the bill as he guided her out and to the rental. The next stop Amaya looked up and smiled widely. "Seriously?" She asked.

Roman chuckled. "Why do you look like a kid in a candy shop?" He asked highly amused. Roman was sure they would get recognized but then again they hadn't been on the main roster that long. Roman walked around and opened Amaya's door and took her hand in his as he gently led her into the building.

Amaya looked at the local bowling alley as they walked inside and just couldn't help the smile on her face. It was something normal for them, but also something they could have so much fun with. They went in and for a Friday night it wasn't too packed or too busy. They got their shoes and went to their assigned lane. "So when's the last time you bowled?" She asked as she watched him tying his bowling shoes before his eyes went from her to her now bare legs as she'd taken off her knee high boots and put her bowling shoes on.

"It's – uh – it's been a while." Roman stuttered again. What the hell was this woman doing to him? Jesus if he kept this up he was going to have an issue he wouldn't be sure how to deal with; as he felt his jeans get slightly tighter in the crotch area. He waited until Amaya got up and walked over to get a bowling ball before he adjusted his issue and joined her to find one for himself as well.

Roman was glad once again that he had her laughing so hard she could barely throw the ball. It didn't matter who won or who lost they laughed and had so much fun. Roman watched as she finally calmed her giggles as she squatted down and shoved the ball down the alley and shook his head when she actually got a strike for it.

"WOO HOO! I GOT A STRIKE! I GOT A STRIKE!"

Roman chuckled as he watched her jump and bounced around and caught her when she bounced into his arms and planted her lips on his. He set her on her feet in front of him before his hands gripped her hips; he pulled her flush against his body and took a chance and deepened the kiss.

Amaya wasn't expecting it, but she went with it. They could kiss and make out all they wanted but no sex. She was suddenly curious if no sex meant no foreplay when she felt Roman's jean covered erection pressed against her belly. She slowed the kiss down as she pulled back and could see the desire in his beautiful grey orbs. She shook her head. "Don't even think about it Roman. We all agreed."

Roman nodded. "I know." His voice was husky. It was going to be REALLY hard to contain himself, especially when it was his night to have her sleep on him. He wasn't sure if he could control the hungry within himself if she slept on him or anywhere near him last that night for that matter. "So you won this round. I'm not sure how – but you did." He smirked. "Next time; I'm kicking your cute little ass all over the board."

Amaya smiled up at Roman and loved his cocky side. "Okay big guy; I just might let you too." She pushed up on her toes and kissed his lips softly. "Let's get going." And watched as he nodded.

On the elevator ride up to their floor Amaya was burrowed into Roman's side. "I had a really good time tonight by the way. Thank you. It's one of the best first dates I've had in a long time."

Roman smiled. "I'm really glad you enjoyed yourself and had a good time as well. I wanted you to have some kind of fun." Roman reached over and hit the stop button as he turned and gently pushed Amaya into the elevator wall before he dipped his head and captured her lips with his. He did like kissing her senseless. As he pulled back he couldn't help the smirk as he looked at her swollen lips and the clouded look in her aqua eyes. "It's nice to know I'm not the only one who feels like this right now." He chuckled when she swatted his chest.

They got into the room and Amaya looked back at Roman as he stood in the doorway of his bedroom. "Do you want me to sleep in my own bed and save you from – ya know; having an issue?"

Roman looked down at his jean covered crotch before he sighed heavily before his eyes went back to her. "I'm thinking I'm going to forfeit my night with you. I'm not sure how much control I can show if you're laying in the same bed as me right now. And I know what we agreed on and I don't want to do that to Seth. If you want to sleep with him instead I can always take tomorrow night instead when I've calmed myself down more."

Amaya nodded; knowing that wasn't an easy decision for him to make. She kissed his lips softly once more and watched as he disappeared into his room and closed the door. She knew there was going to be some hand jiving going on behind that door; she just wished she could've helped. She smirked at her sudden case of gutter brain. She went into her room and changed into her red shorts and a white form fitting t-shirt, before she walked out to see who was still up watching TV.

As she rounded the corner of the couch she threw her hand over her mouth and stifled a giggle. Amaya shook her head as she walked over and turned the TV off before her eyes went back to the sleeping couple on the couch. Jon was lying on his stomach with his right arm hanging off the couch and some kind of stick substance in his hair and Zaria was lying on her stomach on Jon's back with her head resting on his back so clearly she knew about the stick substance and wasn't touching it with her head for a reason. Amaya thought better of it as she started to leave but stopped and turned around and snapped a picture with her blackberry; stifling another giggle as she turned the lights off and didn't dare bother them.

Amaya went to Seth's room but didn't hear anything; she walked in quietly just to check on him. Her breath caught in her throat at the site of him lying in the middle of the bed in his boxer/briefs; in his TIGHT boxer/briefs. They were so tight she could tell what religion he was. She moved around quietly as she covered him up with the sheet as she leaned over and brushed her lips against his forehead.

"You're back…" Seth's sleep laden voice mumbled as he rolled onto his side and grabbed her hand before she could move away.

She smiled and nodded. "Yea…I didn't mean to wake you I just wanted to come say good-night."

Seth's eyes blinked open. "Did you have a good time? Did you kick his ass; Roman figured bowling would be something fun for you two."

Amaya giggled softly and nodded again. "Yea, I think he let me win though. I've never been that good at bowling." She rubbed his arm. "I'm going to head to my room; I'll see you in the morning."

"Why aren't you sleeping with Roman it's his turn?" Seth asked curiously.

Amaya cleared her throat. "Roman got a little more excited than he could handle and rather than do something without you; he's handling it himself."

"Do you want to sleep with me tonight or would you rather stay in your own bed?" Seth didn't even have to ask as soon as he saw the smile on her face he pulled the sheet up; she walked over and snuggled against his body with her back tight against his chest. Seth covered her with the sheet and wrapped his arms around her as he buried his nose in her hair. "Night, babe."

"Night."