Chapter 18 – Stupid To Refuse

Thursday morning brought slight chaos in Amaya's house. Seth had gotta a call about his mother getting deathly ill overnight and being taken to the hospital. Amaya watched as he was getting his things together in the guest room where he'd left them.

"Are you sure you don't want Roman and me to come with? You know we will." Amaya stated softly as she leaned against the door frame. "I mean if you need the support you know were not going anywhere that you aren't."

Seth looked over and smiled softly as he shook his head. "No, I'm not sure what is going on yet and dad said they are doing tests. If all goes well hopefully I'll see you Monday Night for Raw. I already called and talked to Paul and let him know what was going on. Besides you and Roman can use the alone time to get to know each other better. Just don't forget about me." Seth winked as he tapped the end of her nose with his index finger.

Amaya scoffed. "You act like you're the easiest person to forget. You're my high strung puppy in and out of the ring Seth. I couldn't forget about you even if I had a gun pointed at me." Over the last couple of weeks she'd taken to calling him puppy because of his hyperness that seemed to flow through him 24/7.

Roman walked into the door frame next to Amaya as he leaned down and kissed her cheek giving her waist a soft squeeze. "Hey man, I got you a red eye flight to Iowa. But you've got to leave now and I told the taxi if he can't get you to the airport within 20 minutes he's going to have to deal with me." He stated as a cocky smirk crossed his face. He chuckled as Amaya swatted his arm and Seth chuckled.

They walked down stairs to the front door and stopped. Seth nodded as he turned and fist bumped Roman. "Thanks man, I really appreciate it." His eyes went to Amaya before they went to Roman and returned to their girl again. "Just make sure you take care of our girl and keep her fully satisfied until I can meet back up with you two on Monday." Seth leaned down slightly as he felt Amaya wrap her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

Amaya's face buried in the side of Seth's neck; she felt his arms go around her waist. "Just promise me if you need either of us for any reason please call. I promise if you need me I'll be there within two hours. Or if you need to talk I'll talk or listen as long as you need me too." Amaya pulled back as she cupped his beard covered jaw. "Please promise me."

Seth nodded. "I swear on my life. Give me a couple of hours to get there and once I find out what's going on I'll call and let you know. I won't make either of you worry. I promise." Seth's eyes danced between Amaya's aqua eyes. "I'm sorry to just leave like this especially after last night. I don't mean to fuck and duck literally. I'll make it up to you I promise."

Amaya smiled softly. "It's okay baby. Family always comes first no matter what; believe me I know. Just help your dad out because this can't be easy for him." Amaya pushed up on her toes as she softly kissed Seth's lips. She felt his arms tighten around her as he leaned down a little more and deepened the kiss. She knew he felt terrible for having to leave especially after what they had shared the night before, but she also understood the importance of being there for family. Amaya pulled back when the taxi honked. "Go…Don't miss your flight. We'll be okay. Be there for your dad he needs you most right now."

Seth nodded before he kissed her lips softly once more and then nodded as Roman patted him on the back.

Roman clasped Seth's hand as he pulled him in for a manly one arm hug and patted his back again. "I got her – don't worry bro. Take care of your mom and dad first." Roman stated. Roman released him as he and Amaya watched as Seth grabbed his back and was in the taxi and gone. Roman looked down as Amaya leaned against the door frame. "He'll be okay." He watched as she nodded as she stepped back and closed the door.

Roman smirked as he leaned down and scoped Amaya into his arms. The sound of her squeal did his heart good as she wrapped her arms around his neck. He couldn't help laughing as she tightened her arms. "I'm not going to drop you."

"Ass!" She slapped his shoulder as he chuckled. She leaned her forehead against his temple as she softly kissed his cheek. "You scared the crap out of me." She whispered softly.

Roman smiled as he felt her lips brush his cheek. "I had to do something to keep your mind from worrying about him." Roman walked into the living room and sat down on the couch and placed Amaya on his lap. "Don't worry about anything, until he calls and there's something to worry about." He watched as she nodded in agreement before she leaned over and captured his lips.

Amaya reluctantly pulled back from Roman's lips as she smiled softly. "I think I'm going to go get a shower, since I've not had one yet." She stood from his lap as she started to walk towards the stair case. She stopped and looked back. "Feel like joining me?"

"I had my shower this morning…" Roman stated.

Amaya smirked. "I know – feel like another one?" She asked as she peeled her t-shirt off and tossed it at Roman and couldn't help laughing as it landed covering his head.

Roman heard her footsteps as she walked upstairs he pulled her t-shirt off his head as her scent infiltrated his senses. Roman stood up as he followed her upstairs to her room where he would already hear the shower going.

"I know you're in there big man." Amaya started from the bathroom. "I could use some help getting undressed as long as you're not busy."

Oh yea he would be stupid to refuse that offer.

Zaria was enjoying the sun on her body was soaking up the vitamin D. She loved sitting out on her back porch. She put the awning up so she could feel the sun on her skin. She was so comfortable in her dark blue papasan chair with matching foot stool. She was reading on her kindle with her feet kicked up and just relaxing. She stood up from the chair as she saved her place in her kindle as she walked into the house and made herself a strawberry daiquiri. She popped a straw into it.

Zaria was just about ready to go back out and continue soaking up the vitamin D while it lasted; when the doorbell rang. She couldn't imagine who was there. She walked over an opened the front door. Imagine her surprise when Dean was staring back at her. "Ambrose…What are you doing here?" She asked tightly.

Dean licked his dry lips. "Can we talk?"

Zaria narrowed her eyes. "You haven't spoken to me since we had sex and now out of the freaking blue you want to have a convo? Get lost Ambrose. Just pretend nothing happened between us; it'll be a lot easier for the both of us."

Zaria started to close the door when Dean's hand snapped to the side of it to stop her from closing it in his face. This talk was long overdue. Dean pushed the door open as his blue-grey locked onto her emerald green. "I know you don't want to talk to me and you don't have to. I came to talk to you and all I want you to do is listen to me."

Zaria shook her head as she stepped aside and allowed him to enter her beach house; closing the door after he was inside. "Living room is down the hall a little." She followed his jean covered ass like a man dying of thirst following a single drop of water. Those jeans were perfect for his ass. If she ever met his mom she would thank her for giving him an ass like that. She watched as Dean turned to face her as he rubbed the back of his neck.

"Can you sit down please?" Dean asked.

Zaria crossed her arms over her chest. "Just say what you came to say. You're cutting in on my day off." She snapped.

Dean growled. "Please sit the fuck down and pretend you're actually going to listen to me Z." That would be the one and only time he would say please.

Zaria swallowed hard as she slowly lowered herself onto the couch and watched as Dean moved around a little like he had ants in his pants. But that was just Dean. He never could sit still; even when he was in the damn ring. "Okay fine. What do you have to say?"

Dean exhaled heavily. "Look, I know this isn't an excuse, but I didn't grow up all sunshine and roses. I had a fucked up childhood." Dean swallowed hard. "I basically kept myself busy in my room while my mother whored herself out to keep food on the table. I don't know how to judge my feelings. I don't know how to tell a girl I'm attracted to them other than – other than having sex with them and never speaking to them again. I know my reaction the morning after was not the one you were probably looking for and I'm sorry for that. That will honestly be the only apology you'll get from me. I rarely apologize for anything, because I rarely do stupid shit I have to or want to apologize for."

Zaria could almost feel the anxiety coming from Dean as she nodded. "Apology accepted." Zaria rolled her lips together. "So – was that a one-time thing or are we going to have a repeat performance?"

Dean chuckled. "I have to be honest; I do like you Z. I mean obviously when you first showed up and you were Danielson's sister I was clearly enjoying myself when I would fuck with you. But you clearly had a hell of a time doing it back to me. I would like to – uh – take you on a date one night…I mean if you don't mind."

Zaria's eyes widened. "You want to take me on a date; really?" She question curiously.

Dean nodded. "Yea, I haven't been on a date in a while and if I was to take anyone on a date; I would want it to be you."

Zaria nodded. "Okay, whenever your ready you have to ask me properly and I'll be ready whenever you are." Zaria messed with the hem on her tank top. "I was going to make shrimp tacos tonight – you're more than welcome to stay; I have plenty." She was extending the olive branch for him.

Dean nodded. "I'd like that. But on one condition you've got to let me help cook and clean up. I don't do being lazy when someone invites me to dinner."

"Okay you're on toppings details then." Zaria stated as she extended her hand and smiled as he took it and she led him into the kitchen to start cooking.

Oh yea he would be stupid to refuse that offer.