Chapter 20
Austin went back to work a few days later, after getting the house somewhat organized, doing little projects to get her mind off of things. She'd actually found a box of letters Randy had written her while he was in the army for that brief amount of time, along with notes and whatnot from high school. Austin cried the whole time she read through them.
A blast from the past so to speak and Austin decided she couldn't part with them as she put the box back in her closet. Randy had nearly blown her new cell phone up that he'd gotten for her, though Austin loved hearing his voice. She had unlimited minutes and texting so they could talk whenever for however long.
For the first few nights, Austin would make Randy stay on the phone with her until she fell asleep. Only to wake up hours later and plug it in so it wouldn't die on her when he'd call her in the morning. Randy had also gotten a laptop and they chatted, saw each other on webcam, which made it a little easier to cope with him being away. Austin walked out of the law firm with a sigh, wearing a pinstriped black and blue skirt suit, heading to her car so she could go home and make something to eat. Randy would be calling her shortly and she couldn't wait to hear his voice again.
Randy was having one hell of a night. After letting Vince have his way, he had reluctantly agreed to fight John at the upcoming pay-per-view event, which wasn't going to be fun. John was PISSED. And not at Austin, but with HIM! He had flat out accused Randy of seducing her away, brainwashing her. Randy realized John had every right to be upset.
After all, his fiancée had left him just hours before they were to be married, but it was hard not putting his now considered ex-best friend through a wall. Especially when John confronted him in a hallway. He just wanted to talk to Austin and let her voice soothe away everything.
Austin was driving when her cell phone went off, smiling, knowing who it was and flipped it open, Bluetooth already in her ear. "Hey sweetheart." She greeted softly, frowning at how tense Randy's voice was, sighing gently.
He'd probably had a run-in with John; she was almost guaranteeing it considering they had a match at the next pay-per-view. Austin was actually glad she wasn't there, knowing John would probably hurt her if he ever saw her again. Not that she blamed him, but at the same time, she saved John a lot of heartache and a nasty divorce. He would get over it eventually and find the woman he belonged with.
Just hearing Austin's voice was a soothing balm that mellowed him out, eating away the tenseness that had engulfed him. "I miss you." He said by way of greeting, the same thing he said every time he talked to her. He just walked into the hotel, making his way to his room. His cold, empty room…how depressing! "How was your day?" He asked softly, missing her more and more.
"I miss you too, Randy." She murmured, deciding she was just stopping to get something to eat from Culvers, not in the mood to cook; she was too damn tired. "It was busy, active." She shrugged nonchalantly with a sigh. "Sometimes those lawyers are just too damn pushy, but I handled it. How about you?" Austin listened as Randy reluctantly told her about running into John, cringing and bit her bottom lip, knowing what John must've been thinking. "I swear to god, if he hurts you in that ring, I'll hurt him." She threatened, meaning every word that came out of her mouth. "I know I hurt him by leaving, but I also saved us both from a lot more heartache and pain."
"Let it be, Austin." Randy sighed, letting himself into his hotel room, kicking the door shut behind him with the heel of his foot. He dropped his bag and walked over to flick on a light, setting down on the edge of the bed, automatically lighting up a cigarette. "He has every right to be pissed off; I'll take the beating and life will go on." He assured her, knowing she worried about him, but it wasn't like he wasn't going to put up a fight. He wasn't a pushover and John knew it. So John had to bring his game.
"I know I trust you." Austin decided a change of subject was in order as she lit up a cigarette of her own, a smile on her face. She proceeded to tell him about the box she found with the letters he wrote her and whatnot, immediately getting him in a better mood. She didn't want to talk about John anymore and ordered her food. Austin missed him more than words could say and bit back a sigh, knowing Randy would be with her in no time. "You do realize, when you come home, you're not leaving the bedroom right?"
"Is that because you know how tired I'll be and want to see me catch up on all my missing sleep as well as recover from any and all injuries I may possibly have acquired?" Randy asked, playing dumb and started laughing when she made an odd, disparaging noise, smoke coming from his nostrils. "Austin, the bedroom is looking more and more like heaven everyday; I won't WANT to leave it. Of course, I'll be holding you prisoner in there with me."
"Mmm that I look more than forward too." Austin purred, giggling when he groaned as she accepted her food before heading back to the house, setting the bag in the passenger seat. "So what exactly are you planning on doing to me once you're back home?" She decided to test him a little, fighting the urge not to pull the car over as he told her, very unequivocally, the type of things he was going to do to her body. Austin took a very long drag of her cigarette, letting out a soft moan and blew the smoke out after holding it in longer than usual, calming herself down. "You are wicked."
"You know it." Randy agreed, now stretching out on the bed, placing the phone down long enough to pull off his t-shirt. "You know, I think you should cam for me tonight." He teased, kicking off his shoes and socks, wondering just what the hell she was doing. "Austin, you alright? Or did I give you an overload?" He was both being serious and teasing her all at the same time.
"You know what? I think that cam idea sounds like a hell of an idea." Austin had gone out and bought a two hundred dollar webcam that had a perfect picture and clipped to her laptop, an evil smile splaying on her lips as she pulled into the driveway. Shutting the ignition off, Austin slid out of the car with her food and briefcase in hand. "You're in trouble tonight, Randy Orton." She informed him in a seductive tone as she unlocked the door and walked in, shutting it behind her before going to the kitchen. She would eat, take a bath while talking to Randy, and then get on her laptop to give him a show he'd soon never forget.
"Yeah well, like I said before, I like a little trouble." Randy already knew just from the tone of her voice that tonight would be either a cold shower night or a hot water with a little hand action night. "You're going to take a bath, aren't you?" He accused, groaning again. It was one of her habits and she also found it amusing to describe how well she was soaping herself, in vivid detail, already feeling himself coming alive. "You're out to kill me, Austin."
"Nah, I just love driving you crazy." She murmured softly, having finished eating while they teased each other mercilessly, knowing fully well when Randy finally did get his ass home, she was in trouble. In the meantime, he was going to suffer right along with her as she started the bath, hearing him groan again and laughed softly. "Hold on handsome."
She pulled the Bluetooth out of her ear and put her phone on speaker, having gotten a case to place next to the tub so that way he could hear her. Austin couldn't help it. She missed him and, if this was all she got for the next week and a half, she was doing everything she could to incorporate Randy.
Randy had a hard time keeping up his end of the conversation, listening to the gentle sounds of water moving whenever she did, and could picture all too easily the scene in his mind. His mind even threw in a few visuals that he knew damn well weren't happening, a low groan escaping him. How in the hell he had ever managed to live without her all this time was beyond him. She was his addiction and, currently, he was going through withdrawal.
"You do realize, when I'm home, you'll be lucky if you'll be able to even crawl?" He asked huskily.
"Mmmhmm and I look forward to it." She purred right in the mouthpiece, causing him to groan again and giggled before dipping under the water, sighing in contentment. "Mmm this water feels so good, I wish you were here with me so you could lather me up with those strong hands of yours..." Her voice remained low and seductive, knowing Samantha hadn't done remotely anything like this with him, and had already made a vow not to mention the bitch. As far as she was concerned, Samantha was no longer in the picture.
He was up pacing the floor of his room, walking its length, then following the walls. Finally opening the balcony doors to let in the breeze, Randy needed something to cool him down. It was astonishing how she could get him revving just through the damn phone. It was like nothing he had ever felt before.
"Mmm...I'd start with your head and work my way down..." He murmured his voice a low pitch.
"Mmmm uh huh..." Austin leaned back against the tub, hand slowly snaking down her stomach, nails barely grazing flesh and slid it under the water to her lower extremities, before moving back up again, the water sloshing gently against the sides of the garden tub. "Do you have any idea how sexy your voice sounds when you're turned on? Damn, I'm wet just listening to you, Randy..." No man in her entire life had affected her the way Randy did and none ever would, which made her believe all the more they belonged together.
"You're in the bathtub; surrounded by water…I'd have to check." Randy murmured slowly, his blue eyes so dark; if she could have seen them she would have thought they were black. "Or you could check for me..." He trailed off, his mind's eye showing a vision of Austin running her hand down her flat, smooth stomach, letting out a groan. "Damn..." He inhaled raggedly. "You're killing me."
"That's the point isn't it? To drive you absolutely insane to the point where when you do get home you ravage me until I can barely move?" Austin smirked when Randy growled, doing a full body shiver, and bit her bottom lip as she slid her finger down below. A soft gasp escaped her as she checked for him, breathing suddenly ragged. "I'm soaked." She said in barely above a whisper and dipped under the water one final time before finally deciding it was time to get out. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be online for that webcam show."
"Call me back; I'm going to get comfortable." He murmured, hearing her laugh softly and hung up, groaning as he looked down at himself.
Sighing, he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down his legs, sighing in relief when his erection sprung free, no longer throbbing uncomfortably in the restricting material. He glanced at the clock, knowing she would probably take ten minutes just to get around. Not even sure if he wanted to know how she was planning on torturing him, Randy jumped in the shower. He made it very quick and cold, wanting his poor body to at least have some form of relief before she made him fully explode.
Once the webcam was on and positioned to her liking, which was on the bed showing her entire body, Austin lit up a cigarette. She'd changed into a white slip with matching panties, no bra underneath. Due to her natural tan, Austin's dark nipples could be seen through the thin material and a smile lit her face when she seen Randy's face come into view, blowing him a kiss.
"Enjoy your cold shower, baby?" She asked seductively.
