"So, you've got a thing for Roman. What are you going to do about it?" Seth asked.

You applied more of the bleach mixture onto another section of hair. "It's nothing really Seth. I don't want to act on it because then he'll think I'm like those other girls. I want him to train me. I know he'll actually fight me unlike the other guys. He'll treat me as his equal. And i don't want a relationship to get in the way of becoming a superstar."

"I have something to tell you then..." his voice was soft and very unsure. You stopped coloring his hair and let out a breath you didn't realize you were holding in.

"What is it?"

"Roman and I...well we-"

A knock on the door interrupted Seth and he sighed. "It must be Roman since he doesn't have the key anymore. I'll get it." he said as he walked to the door.

You wondered what Seth was about to say. You knew he wouldn't come back and blurt it out now that Roman was here. You'd have to get him all alone again.

The tall man walked into the room with a bag full of food. "At the salon, Sethie?" He chuckled.

"Hey, she offered. And Dean and I are going to the club tonight so I thought i'd better look my best. Might get laid you know." He winked at Roman.

"Ah, well good luck with that. I need to rest after today." he turned his attention to you, scanning over your loose, flirty dress and leggings. You realized that he had never seen you in anything other than work out clothes."You look nice."

"Thanks, Seth took me out today." You looked back at Roman to gauge his reaction. It wasn't exactly a positive one. He only showed it for a brief second but there was annoyance written across his face.

"Oh, yeah? What did you guys do?"

"I took her to a drive in movie, then we made out so much I don't even remember what we saw, then we got in the backseat-"

"Seth, shut up!" You nudged him playfully. "He only wishes he could get me in the backseat."

"Me and Roman both." He chuckled

"Hey! It's not like that!" Roman exclaimed. You were glad he said something even though you knew Seth was just teasing.

"Well it's not like that for now, but in a few weeks maybe the three of us will get wasted in a nice hotel and get a little freaky with those handcuffs."

Your face turned bright red at the thought of you handcuffed to a bed while Roman and Seth kissed each other before servicing the hell out of you. You couldn't help but to fan yourself, hoping your face would cool down. Roman didnt say anything. He just opened his takeout container and began eating.

"Oh come on. I'm so not the only one that thought of that. Don't lie Reigns. Back me up here."

"I please the fifth." he grunted.

"Hah! There it is! See? Now we just need to get drunk!" Seth hollered.

You looked back at Roman and smiled. His piercing eyes returned your gaze as he gave a long lick to his fingers. The sight of his tongue took you back to the dream you have earlier this morning and you looked away before you could think about it further.

You cleared your throat. "Alright Seth, I'm done with your hair." You clipped the dyed part atop his head and set a clear shower cap over it. "Leave it on for 45 minutes then rinse it out."

"Awesome, thanks. I owe you one. I'll show it to you tomorrow!" Seth grabbed his things, gave you a swift kiss on the cheek then left to his room, leaving you and Roman alone. When the door close, he spoke.

"Can I see your ribs? We should probably go to the medic tomorrow."

"I'm fine," you replied. "It doesn't hurt as much as it did yesterday. It's easier to breath now."

"Just let me see ok?"

You let out a sigh before sliding the top part of your dress down to your waist. He sat up and traced his fingers across the bruises, examining them closely. "I'm hoping I just bruised you, I assume since you're up and running that's the case. You should be ok."

"That's what I've been telling you. Now you don't have to take care of me anymore."

"Not so fast. I'm still going to watch over you, especially when you get back to training. I'm going to help you." he replied not admitting the true reason of him wanting to keep watching over you. He wanted to be close to you. Training was the perfect excuse for that.

You rolled your eyes and excepted your fate as Roman's trainee. He'd probably work you to hell and back, and hopefully in more ways then one.

"Fine, whatever. I'll do your training." You pulled up your dress and adjusted yourself.

"Want to watch a movie?...Together?" the word seemed to hang in the air. You rubbed the back of your neck nervously. It was just a movie, you kept telling yourself. Just like that lunch with Seth wasn't a date?

Your own thought surprised you. Shit. This might lead to some trouble.

Roman patted the bed and scooted over. "I won't bite." he refrained from adding the unless you want me to.

You sat down beside him anyway. "I know that. I just have a lot of my mind is all."

"Then a movie it is. You're always so tense around me. Loosen up." He selected a movie he wanted to watch, some action thing you guessed. You laid back against the headboard, squashing your protest and tried to ease the tension between you two.

Roman yawned and laid his head back. Out of the corner of your eye you could see him looking at you. And then his arm was around you. Oh shit. He moved closer to you. Oh shit. So close you could smell the faint linger of cologne and musk. Ohhhhh shit. Then his chin was on your forehead, all comfortable and relaxed while her heart was fit to burst out your chest.

You swallowed hard. "Comfortable enough?"

"Hmm...yeah. Are you?"

You snuggled a little closer to the broad chest and listened to his heartbeat. "Yeah. I am, Roman."

You didn't see his smile but you could feel his lips curl against your scalp. His entire body radiated warmth, enough to make you forget about Seth's comfy jacket.