Disclaimer: I only own Evie.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has read or reviewed, you guys are the absolute best. Because of that, I'm updating sooner than usual, yay! And if you guys enjoy this chapter, I've got chapters 19-21 already done, so review and they'll be up faster. Enough babbling, go and ready. Enjoy & review!
"How do I look?" Evie questioned Maryse.
Maryse looked up from the book she was reading. A low whistle escaped from between her lips. "John, won't be able to keep his eyes off you...or his hands."
"I'm shorts and white tee." She replied, doing a once over in the mirror. "Its nothing special."
The blonde Canadian rolled her eyes. Would Evie ever learn, or maybe even open her eyes? Maryse, herself knew that when it came to Evie, John didn't give a damn what she wore. All that mattered to him was that she was there.
"Believe me Evie, he won't give a shit what you wear. He likes you too much to actually pay attention to what you are wearing."
"I know he likes me. He's made it perfectly clear to me. To be honest with you, I like him too." She said as she slid her flip flops on.
"Then do something about it." Maryse called after her.
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She patiently waited for John to open the door. Her nerves were all over the place. Ever since the day before, she wasn't sure where they stood. They never really mentioned anything to the other. Only smiles and kisses were exchanged after their fun in the locker room.
"Hey Evie." John smiled when she walked in.
His eyes slowly raked over her as she walked past him. He bit on his tongue as he tried to keep himself from acting out his thoughts. To him, she looked good, even if she was wearing shorts and a plain tee shirt.
"What's the plan for tonight?"
"We grab some food and then hang out here." He suggested.
"Sounds good, let's go." Evie said as she started to walk past him once more.
John lightly grabbed her arm. "Can I just get a shirt on?"
Her eyes fell to his torso. A light laugh escaped from between her lips when she had finally realized that he was indeed shirtless. She blushed lightly because she hadn't noticed that right away. Usually, it was obvious right away if someone had no shirt on.
"Go find a shirt." She laughed. "Although, I do think if you went shirtless, we'd get stuff for free."
John laughed as he slid his shirt on. "Nah, I doubt I'd get us anything. But I'm sure that if you went out topless, then we'd for sure get stuff free of charge."
"You're a perv." She said walking in front of him.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, stopping her from walking any further. He pressed is body close to hers. Ever so slowly, he placed a kiss on the side of her neck. "You slept with me." He mumbled.
Her eyes closed at the mention of the day before. Erotic images of them flashed before her. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks. A tingly feeling was traveling through her body. Without much thought, she pushed herself closer to him. Evie, rather enjoyed the feeling of being close to him.
"Maybe we shouldn't go out." Evie whispered.
"Hmm as appealing as that is, you should get outside while you can babe. Once you're back in that room, I'm not letting you go anywhere."
Her heart raced at the thought. "Promise?"
"Promise."
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"I can't believe you did that." Evie laughed.
They were at a bar and grill that was located a half hour away from the hotel. Because it was late, the place wasn't as crowded as it usually was. Aside from them, there were a few more customers scattered here and there.
"Eh, I was bored. Besides, it freaked my dad out."
"Well, I don't blame him. If someone came up to me wearing a banana hammock and an afro, I'd be freaked out too."
"Even if it was me?"
"Yes, even if it was you. I wouldn't want my boyfriend walking around like that." She said without really thinking. It was obvious that her mind was in a tailspin, no matter how hard she tried to forget about everything.
His eyebrow shot up quizzically. He had feelings for her and wanted her to be with him. But he wasn't too sure if she felt the same way about him, until then. The subject had never really been talked about, especially after his little birthday celebration with her.
"Boyfriend?"
"Well, uh, I didn't mean you as my boyfriend." Evie stammered. "I just meant like a boyfriend in general."
John slightly smirked as he grabbed her hand that was resting on the table. "I wouldn't mind being yours, if you wouldn't mind being mine."
She felt her breath get caught in her throat. The fact that he was being so forward freaked her out a bit. Before yesterday, they were going at a slow pace and she really didn't mind that. But with everything that happened between her and John, and then her and Ted, she was confused.
"Can we talk about what happened at the arena yesterday?" She whispered.
"Yeah, we can. I was going to bring it up, but you beat me to it." John nervously scratched the back of his head. Now, was a good time to freak out. He never knew where things with Evie would lead him, she wasn't exactly the easiest person to read some of the time.
Evie untangled her hand from his. She scooted out of the booth. Before sitting down next to John, she straightened out her clothes. "I'm not saying that I'm an old fashioned girl, because believe me, I'm not." Evie started out with. "You and I went out of order. Now, I don't know about you, but I usually date someone for a little while, then I sleep with them. We weren't dating, but I've slept with you."
"Evie, you're rambling." John smiled.
"I'm not rambling, I'm simply working my way up to the point. Now, where was I?"
"We went out of order."
"Yes, I was right there. As I said we went out of order. But that's besides the point. What I'm really trying to say is that I don't care. I like what happened between us yesterday. I want it to happen more often. I just want it to lead somewhere serious between us."
John smiled as he pushed himself closer to the wall. His smile grew even more when she snuggled into him. "Evie, I don't care about going in order. I'm probably the least traditional guy you'll ever know. First dates, seconds dates, and so on doesn't mean anything to me. What matters to me is that I know you and you know me and that we're happy together. All that matters is that I have you in my life."
"That's it?"
"That's it. I just want it to be me and you." He said as twirled as strand of her hair around his finger. "Forget about tradition baby. We'll just do things our own way."
"I just don't want you to think I'm easy."
"You're not easy babe, believe me. I've seen easy and you definitely don't fall under that category."
A smirk graced her face as she got up. Wordlessly, she collected her things. "Should we get going?"
After five minutes of arguing, they finally left. The argument was settled when John threw her over his shoulder and tossed money on the table. He knew that they were making a scene, but he didn't care. All he cared about was her.
"Can you put me down now?" Evie asked when they were outside. "I'm fully capable of walking on my own."
"Not until we get to the car."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want you to run."
"Where am I going to run? I don't have the slightest clue where we are. I would get lost if I tried to go back to the hotel right now."
"Sure you don't."
"Jackass." Evie huffed.
Suddenly, she felt a stinging pain on her butt. Her entire body stiffened at the pain. She was sure that it would be difficult for her to sit down all thanks to John. Evie carefully placed her hand on the spot where he had smacked her, she was trying to ease the pain.
"What was that for?"
John said nothing as he set her down on her feet. Unlocking the car, he opened the passenger door. When she got in he closed the door.
Evie watched as he walked in front of the car to get to the driver's side. With a smirk in place, she locked the doors. He wanted to smack her on the ass, fine, he could do that. But she would make him stand outside of the car like an idiot until she decided to let him in.
He rolled his eyes when he saw that she had locked the car doors. With the press of the button on the remote, he had the doors unlocked. Looking towards her, he smiled. John had to give her props, at least she attempted to do something.
"You think you're so cute, don't you?" John said when he got the car started. "Did you forget that I had the car keys?"
Evie folded her arms across her chest as she leaned back in her seat. "I thought I got the car keys from your back pocket." She gestured towards the keys that she had placed in the cup holder.
"You did get car keys. You just got the keys to my rental car."
Evie pouted.
The rest of the car ride was silent. She watched as John went down one street and turned on various different corners. It was obvious to her that they weren't going back to the hotel, considering the hotel was in the other direction.
Her curiosity was aroused when John cut the engine off. She turned her head in every direction to get a clue to where they were, but got none. All she got was that there were woods surrounding them, and that they were as alone as two people could be.
"Where are we?"
"You'll see."
With that, they hopped out of the car. For the next five minutes they silently walked hand in hand to a destination only known to John.
"We're here." He said stopping.
Evie gawked at the sight in front of her. From where they were standing, they could see the entire city. Everything looked so tiny, almost like stars. The brightness of the city lights made her feel like she was in another world, she felt good, happy.
"This is beautiful."
"I'm glad you like it." John said sitting down.
She smiled as she sat on the ground next to him. Lacing their hands together, she leaned her head on his shoulder. A safe feeling surrounded her. She felt protected from everything. Nothing could touch her from this distance. With John, she felt untouchable.
"Thank you John. I'm having a good time."
"I'm glad you are. To be honest, I am too. This is way better than sitting in the hotel room."
"I agree." She sighed. "I just don't want this evening to end."
"Its not over yet."
"Its not?"
"Nope, not by a long shot."
"This is too much."
"I don't think it is. To me, this isn't enough for you." He slowly dug something out of his pocket. "But I think this is."
Evie picked her head off his shoulder. Her gaze fell to the box in his hands. "John, you really didn't have to. You've done enough for me already. I don't deserve this." She said as her thoughts fell on Ted and what happened between them on the night of her birthday.
He ignored her as he opened the box. As careful as he could, he pulled the necklace out.
Her breath caught in her throat as she glanced at the necklace in his hands. It was beautiful. It was a white gold necklace with a charm shaped out of a star. Little diamonds were encrusted in the star. Just how he held it, caused the necklace to sparkle in the moonlight.
"I wanted to give you this last night, but you went missing on several different occasions." John said, neglecting to tell her that he wasn't all that fond of Jeff Hardy's hands all over her. Okay, he hated it, but he didn't want to mention anything, things were going go between them. He clasped the necklace around her neck.
Tears pricked her eyes. He had gone all out for her. He took her out for a late dinner, a drive, and then he gave her a necklace. What she loved the most was that he remembered that she had told him that when she was little she had always wanted to touch the stars.
Then a new thought hit her, when did this night turn into a date?
"I love it John." She whispered when she felt him next to her again.
He wrapped his arms around her when she shivered. "Are you cold?"
"A little bit."
"Let's head back to the hotel then." John said as he got up. He outstretched his hands towards her. With a smile, she accepted his hands and helped pull herself up. Before they knew it, they were heading back to the hotel.
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"I don't want to watch The Godfather." Evie whined. "I don't like mobster movies."
"I'm not watching Two Weeks Notice."
Evie sighed as she snuggled into his bed. Come to think of it, she didn't feel like watching a movie, she just wanted to do nothing. A soft yawn escaped from her lips. "How about we don't watch a movie?"
"Then what are we going to do?"
"I can think of a few things." She said suggestively. Sitting up, ever so painstakingly slow, she pulled her shirt over head. While, looking John in the eyes, she allowed the shirt to drop to the floor.
A low growl escaped from John. He stripped himself of his clothes as he walked over to his bed. He carefully positioned himself above her as he pressed his lips to hers.
"John, where does this leave us now?" Evie wondered out loud.
They were laying in bed, tangled in the sheets. His arms were wrapped around her. Their hearts were racing. Their breathing was labored. They were each hot, sweaty, and exhausted. More importantly, they were happy to be in each other's arms.
"Where do you want it to leave us?"
"I asked first."
"I want us together. I just want it to be me and you."
Evie chewed on her lip as she thought about everything. She really did want to be with him. For the first time in a long time, she found herself not caring about the consequences. All she cared about was her and John.
"I want that too." Evie said as she straddled him.
"We're official."
"Yeah, we are." She answered, pushing all thoughts of Ted out of her mind.