Chapter 13 – Seth's First Date

The guys could've honestly gone home for Saturday, and Sunday off; because they weren't scheduled into the PPV, but instead; Saturday morning the higher ups informed the guys they wanted the Shield in Phoenix Arizona where the Royal Rumble PPV was taking place; in case there was any last minute injuries. The followed night was Monday Night Raw in Las Vegas and they HAD to be there for that. So Saturday they flew to Phoenix and enjoyed the day vegging out and relaxing.

Seth was going to wait until the following Friday for his date with Amaya, but after he did some research and found there was a carnival in town in Phoenix and he decided that's what he wanted to do for his and Amaya's first date; he wanted to take her to a carnival and just let her have fun. Roman had been right she needed to have some kind of fun and just get into her head that the Shield was nothing like John Cena and would NEVER treat her the way Cena had.

Zaria sat in Amaya room again as she was getting ready for yet another first date; clearly this time it was Seth's turn. Zaria had to give it to Amaya she really was keeping things even for the guys. She did everything she'd said she would. She couldn't figure out how she could date both of them; would she eventually fall completely in love with one and have to turn the other away? Or maybe she'd fall in love with someone completely out of the group and have to break it to both of them? She wasn't sure which one sounded more painful.

As for Zaria it had been a day and a half since she and Jon had ridden the wave of ecstasy. They woke up naked in bed together; quickly they both dressed and dispersed; Dean going into his bathroom and Zaria hightailing it to her room. She couldn't say anything to him. What the fuck could she say? 'Hi had a damn fine time fucking each other's brains out what should we do now?'

Zaria watched as Amaya stepped out of the bathroom once again and smiled. "Wow, if Seth doesn't enjoy that outfit I'm sure Roman will. Actually come to think of it Roman will probably be jealous." Zaria couldn't help as she laughed with Amaya when she threw her hair brush at her.

Amaya shook her head as she smoothed her dark wash skinny jeans down her legs. The wrap around royal blue sweater was thick enough that she wouldn't need a jacket; besides she had a white long sleeve top under it as well. They were going to be outside for most of the night and Seth warned her to dress warm. She knew he'd never forgive himself if she got sick on his first date. Amaya sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her blue suede knee high boots on – no heels she wasn't trying to be as tall as Seth. She'd left her hair down and curled the front of it inward to frame her face. She didn't even bother with eyeliner. Just clear mascara and clear lip gloss.

Amaya looked at herself in the mirror once more to make sure everything looked okay before she looked over at Zaria. "I'm going to go check on Roman; make sure he's cool with all of this. We discussed no jealousy but I'm sure with as dominant as Roman is and protective as Seth is they are bound to bang heads."

Zaria giggled. "I'm surprised they haven't clashed yet."

Amaya gave Zaria a stern look. "Not helping!" She scolded her friend as she shook her head and stepped out of the room and went to Roman's. She knocked lightly and heard his deep voice rumble a 'come in'. She opened the door and stepped inside. She smiled softly as she watched Roman smooth a muscle shirt over his chest. "Going to work out for a bit?" she asked. DAMN he could fill out a muscle shirt.

Roman nodded. "Yea Ambrose has been a little squirrely lately I'm going to see if I can get him to talk while we work some shit out." He stepped into his sneakers and propped one foot on the chair Amaya was standing next to as he tied his shoe and then switched feet. Her perfume was so intoxicating. Sometimes he had the hardest time keeping his hands to himself when all of them were in public. She always let him know she had him on her mind when she would wink at him or brush against his arm, letting her fingers lightly brush against his or even across his right tattooed arm. She spent a little bit looking at the meticulous pattern that sleeved his entire right arm to his wrist.

Roman stood up straight. "So what brings you in here tonight? I thought you and Seth were heading out?" He asked as his grey orbs locked onto her aqua depths. He didn't realize it but he was slowly ebbing his way to stand directly in front of her; not realizing his basketball shorts and muscle shirt was driving her up the wall backwards.

Amaya nodded slowly as she smiled. "I just wanted to check on you; make sure you're going to be okay here. I checked on Seth Friday night before we went out. I wanted to extend the same courtesy to you. I care about both of you and I don't like the thought that you or Seth might feel left out when I have these singles dates with either one of you."

Roman chuckled as he suddenly backed her into his bedroom door. "So what you're trying to say is you're worried about me?" He watched as her bottom lip was sucked between her teeth as he smiled back at her. "You don't have to worry Amaya. Believe me; we understand the way this has to work." Roman couldn't stop himself as he leaned down and his nose brushed against her neck and he inhaled her scent as deep as he could.

Amaya exhaled shaky when she felt Roman's nose touch her neck and then sucked in a sharp breath; his hands molded to her hips as he squeezed gently. She felt chills run up and down her skin as he softly kissed the sensitive flesh of her neck.

"We care about you too. We're not going to fuck this up and hurt you in any way. I swear. If we do you have permission to ask your prince to beat the shit out of us and he will ONLY be too happy to do it too." Roman smirked as he stepped back slightly. "I think you better get going. You know me and my over active hormones. I'm not trying to impede on Seth's date night. Thanks for being concerned though."

Amaya smiled as she pushed up on her toes and kissed Roman's cheek softly before she wiped away the glossed lip print on his cheek. "Thanks for easing my mind." She stepped back as Roman reached around and opened the door. She was pleasantly surprised when she saw Seth standing there in black jeans that were molded to his perfect backside and muscled up thighs. Black sneakers covered his feet with a blue t-shirt with a deigned splashed on the front and a black zip up hoodie on. His two-toned hair was pulled back in a tight bun at the nape of his neck as always and a black baseball cap pulled to the side.

Seth's chocolate brown eyes lit up as he watched Amaya step out of Roman's room. "Roman's turned to get checked on?" He chuckled as he teased Amaya who swatted his arm for his smart mouth.

Roman chuckled next. "Yea she seems to think we're going to take a flying leap off the balcony if we can't stand the fact that we have to share."

Amaya planted her hands on her hips as she glared at both of them as they laughed it up. "Go ahead and keep laughing." She walked over and opened the door. "Mr. Rollins when you're quite finished…" She walked out the door.

Roman put his hand on Seth's shoulder and started pushing as he was laughing. "You better get out there. Something tells me if you wait too much longer you're going to be shitting blue suede for a month; after she shoves her foot up your ass." Roman chortled.

Seth jogged to catch up to Amaya who had just stepped on the elevator. He cringed as he saw her leaning against the elevator wall with her arms crossed over her chest. "You were really going to leave without me."

Amaya looked at him. "Hmm." And looked forward again. "I thought maybe you and your hyena friend wanted to laugh a little bit more at my expense."

Ouch! Seth felt that. "Okay we were dicks. We know you are concerned about us every time we do something separate from the other. But Maya…" Seth moved to stand in front of her as he gripped her hips in both his hands. "We are grown ass men. We know the deal we entered into when we agreed to do this whole three way dating relationship with you. We can handle it." Seth pulled her flush against him and locked that her arms unfolded as her hands rested on his chest. "And if at anytime we can't do this without hurting you; then we won't do it anymore."

Amaya pushed up on her toes slightly as she wrapped her arms around Seth's shoulders as she buried her face in his neck. "I don't even want to think about it right now." She felt Seth's arms wrap around her waist as he softly kissed the left side of her neck. For some reason Roman always kissed the right side and Seth was on the left. If they had that preplanned she didn't mind. It felt good that both sides of her sensitive neck were getting equal treatment.

"Good; me neither." Seth mumbled against her neck. The elevator dinged loudly as he pulled back and smiled. "Let's go have some fun." As he grabbed her hand and laced their fingers together before stepped off the elevator and heading out to the rental.

An hour later, Seth and Amaya were walking hand in hand around the carnival. They'd ridden a couple of rides and had played a few games. Seth stopped to sign autographs for a few fans and took pictures with a few of the little ones; Amaya stayed off to the side and out of sight. She didn't need to be asked a hundred times if she was Seth's girlfriend. Amaya smiled as she watched Seth interacting with the kids. He was really good with them. He would squat down to be at their level, even with the little girls who wrapped themselves around him.

Seth finished up the autographs and pictures as he waved by to the small group of about twenty-five. He walked over and saw Amaya leaning against a tree with a smile on her beautiful face. "Sorry about that. I didn't mean for that to cut into our time."

Amaya shook her head. "No it's quite alright. I'm glad you didn't ignore them. You just can't ignore kids; stuff like that stays with them forever." She felt Seth take both of her hands in his as he started walking backwards; pulling her along gently. "What?"

Seth smiled softly. "They are probably going to be shutting everything down in a bit, let's go on the Ferris wheel. I want to kiss you at the top." He felt her stop. "What is it? What's wrong?" He asked as concern filled his eyes and noticed something changed within her.

"I uh – I don't know if I can get on that particular ride. Honestly – it scares the shit out of me," Amaya admitted opened as a light blush tinged her cheeks.

Seth pulled her close as he brushed his lips against her forehead. "Do you really think I'd let you get on a ride if I couldn't protect you? I swear to God Amaya I won't let anything happen to you." He was being completely honest with her and he knew she could see the honesty shining in his eyes. He watched as she chewed her lip and when she finally nodded in agreement, he wrapped his arm around her waist as they walked towards in and got in line.

Amaya could feel Seth standing behind her and his chest was against her back as he had a hold of her hands. He was probably worried she was going to bolt.

As they walked up the small ramp as they sat down in the little swinging bucket. Seth felt Amaya burrow into his side. He wrapped his arm around her waist holding her tight wanting her to feel safe in his arms. "It's okay Amaya. I got you I promise." He could feel her shaking slightly. He looked down and chuckled softly as he noticed she had her eyes closed and her face buried into his shoulder. "Maya, look at my baby." He requested in a low voice.

Amaya felt like her chest was going to cave in. She was literally hanging onto Seth as her life line. If the Ferris wheel jerked to a stop she was going to try her hardest not to completely freak out. She heard Seth tell her to look at him as her eyes fluttered open as she slowly moved her head back and looked at Seth. "We're still alive right?"

Seth shook his head as he chuckled a bit. "We're fine baby. Calm down a bit. I can feel your pulse and I swear you're going to have a stroke if you don't calm down."

"Do something to help me keep my mind off of us sitting in this spinning death trap." Amaya requested softly.

Seth chuckled lightly; not wanting her to think he was laughing at her complete fear induced state. "Like what?"

"I don't care…anything at this point." Amaya stated flippantly.

Seth's chocolate brown eyes locked with aqua as he cupped her cheeks and slowly leaned down and captured her lips with his. His tongue swiped along the seam of her lips as she slowly let her mouth open for him. He was only too happy to let his tongue glide into her mouth and caress her soft tongue. Seth felt his whole body engulfed in flames as she softly whimpered against his mouth. Seth slowly pulled his lips from hers as his eyes opened and saw her eyes were closed and her lips were swollen from his kisses. "Amaya…" He whispered against her lips softly.

Amaya rolled her lips as she swallowed hard. Her eyes fluttered open as she saw Seth staring back at her. "Yes?"

Seth smirked. "We're stopped at the top." He could feel her body tense slightly. "Don't worry, I got you; just trust me baby." He watched as she nodded. "Look around a little, but don't look down."

"I do trust you, but it takes more than trust to get over a fear of heights." Amaya shook her head as she buried her face back into his shoulder again. She felt Seth tighten his arms around her. "I'm okay; just keep holding me…Please."

"I can understand that." Seth kissed the top of her head. "I'm not going anywhere beautiful. I promise." He cupped her cheeks again as he pulled her eyes up to meet his as he rained feather light kisses all over her face. "Did you have fun tonight?" She nodded yes in agreement. "I think we should probably head back to the hotel. It's getting colder and I don't need to be held responsible if you get a cold; Roman and Dean would kick my ass and I would let them." He smiled as she laughed a little.

They got back to the hotel and after changing into sleep clothing; Amaya and Seth joined Roman in his bed. They had been in Seth's bed the night before and tonight it was Roman's turn again. To Amaya it was the perfect ending of yet another perfect day.