Mickie's point of view:

I woke up to John kissing my temple. I smiled and slowly opened my eyes. I turned to him and he did that cute dimple smile that i love.

"Hey" i heard him say.

"Hi, you were amazing last night" i said.

I saw him smirk and said "You weren't so bad yourself"

"I know" i responded smuggly.

We had to get up and get to this meeting at the arena.

2 hours later, Mickie's point of view:

"Mickie what do you think?" I heard someone ask me

I turned to Vince in confusion. What the hell was he talking about? She had been distracted by Johnl and his teasing from across the gigantic table. Her boss had ordered another one of his entirety roster meetings. So everyone on the roster was in the meeting, from wrestlers to ring announcers to referees. It made no sense to her, but nothing he did ever made much sense to her. When the meeting was called, she had been distracted in a janitor's closet with a certain blue eyed cenation leader. If it were not for her stupid ass cell phone, John would probably be fucking her up against the wall of a janitor's closet at that moment. Ever since they had arrived to the meeting, he had been staring at her and repeatedly licking his lips in her direction. There was no way she could focus and concentrate on Vince's rant when John was teasing her from across the room unbeknownst to everyone els. Before she could get lost in her thoughts again, my thoughts were shattered once again by my name being called. She came back to reality and tried to think of something meaningful to say to her boss to satisfy his query.

"I agree boss." I said

"That's great, but can you be a bit more in depth about your opinion on my idea for you and John's storyline?" I said getting addgitated.

"Well sir, I think me coming down to the ring and distracting him whenever he has a match is a great idea to lead to our romance storyline" I said very proud of myself if i might add

"Besides, we all know you are going to change my idea anyway" i added

Vince glared slightly at me, due to her attitude and response. I am such a smartass sometimes. He went to retort, but someone else had beat him to the punch.

"Vince what I think Mickie is trying to say in a not so subtle way is that we trust you with the writing process for our angles," John said out of the blue.

"Thank you John. At least someone has mannerisms around here today," Vince said, staring pointedly at me before going back to his ramblings. haha oops

I shrugged in response and glanced over at John and smirked. He shook his head at her antics and winked at her before going back to his teasing with her earlier by slowly licking his lips. The two fell back into their quiet teasing banter. I couldn't help but glance over at everyone else briefly. They had been oblivious to mine and John's sexual teasing throughout the entire eyes went back to John and he was smiling mischievously at her. He had to know what I was thinking at that moment. It was thrilling to know that just ten minutes prior to that moment… John was going to fuck me for the umpteenth time, albeit this time in a small hot and dark room up against a wall. It was not necessarily the fact that they had not had sex in a small room up against a wall before, but it was different this time, because we were going to do it while we were completely naked this time, which would be different from when he had fucked me up against the wall in the shower those hundreds of times, because this time it was a dark room with people walking around outside, including our boss. The thought alone was turning me on to no limit.

Me and John didn't necessarily laugh at the roster, but the sex was better when we were more at risk of getting caught in the act. It would suck if that happened, but it aroused us even more when they were having risky sex. A prime example is when John had spent the last three days with her the previous week. In the midst of another mind blowing sexcapade with John, my ex-boyfriend made an unexpected visit to my house. It had been extremely hard to hide a six foot one, two-hundred and fourty one pound wrestler under a bed. I don't know why. He was my ex. But we didn't want to risk it. Well, I did. John wanted to go down stairs and kicked his ass but i couldn't let him do that because my ex is a pussy and would have pressed charges.

John was amazing in every way. The way he walked, the way he talked, the way he looked, the way he smelled, the way he felt, and most of all the way he fucked. I loved everything about him. I am in love with him. We are just both very passionate people who just so happened to end up alone in a deserted arena one late night and one thing lead to another, he had kissed her, i kissed back, and then he took me on his bench in his locker room. The sex was mind-blowing, so he kept coming back and i kept accepting him back with open arms… and open legs. There was no love, no deep feelings, no attachments. But now it's diffrent. But the sex… the best sex i have ever had, and from what Joh had told me a million and one times… it was the best sex he had ever had as well. Score

Well, now that i told you how i felt. I hope i can tell him.