Four hours later and they just arrived at the hotel, they were both starving hungry but neither wanted to go out to eat. Sighing as he pulled the car into a parking spot Paul was glad the journey was over as he was starting to get uncomfortable but it just brought him closer to seeing Vince. Turning his head to look at Stephanie he frowned seeing her with her head leaning against the window just staring outside, "you ready to check in? I'm starving."

Turning to look at him she raised her eyebrow, "that sounded so romantic."

Shrugging his shoulders he pulled the keys from the engine, "what can I say? It is clearly a gift I have where everything I say sounds romantic."

Rolling her eyes at him she pushed herself up from her position leaning on the door of the car and undid her seatbelt, "yeah, you make me just want to fall into bed with you."

Taking note of the rather large amount of sarcasm in her voice he didn't know how to respond so just opened the door and popped the trunk before he climbed out. Walking around to the back of the car he pulled the bags out of the trunk before he slammed the trunk shut and waited for her to climb out of the car.

Not receiving a response to what she thought was a joke other than him climbing silently out of the car made her worried, she had apparently pissed him off now and she really didn't meant to. Reluctantly she climbed out of the car and walked over to where he was stood with the bags, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to piss you off."

Shrugging his shoulders he moved to lock the car.

Realising that he was shutting her out she grabbed his arm before he could reach the car, "Paul I am sorry, I'm taking my fear out on you and I didn't mean to. Please don't be mad at me, I don't want you to be mad at me."

Looking into her eyes he frowned and felt his anger disappearing, "I'm not mad."

"You were though."

Laughing softly he shrugged, "maybe a little. You were kind of funny with me."

Nodding her head she shuffled her feet nervously, "I'm sorry, I guess just this whole thing has me on edge and I am taking it out on you."

Picking up the bags he sighed, "you're not the only one who is having trouble with this. I'm sorry though, I miss you and I want to be with you and I just hate that we're so stressed."

Carefully looking around to make sure that none of the wrestlers were around and she slipped her arm around his so she was holding onto his arm gently, "and this is why you are going to sneak into my room and we are going to have dinner together."

Turning his head with a raised eyebrow he was amused that she had planned it all out for him, "is this so. What if I disagree with your plans?"

Smirking she leaned closer so she could whisper in his ear, "then you won't get to scrub my back when I take a shower."

His eyes widened and he looked vaguely outraged, "you said that here and now? How could you?"

Laughing at his reaction she pulled away from him, "I think you can call it motivation."

"Or just plain teasing."

Continuing to pretend to be outraged he playfully stomped towards the entrance of the hotel walking inside and not even holding the door open for her.

Watching as he walked into the hotel and let the door shut behind him she shook her head at his behaviour, he didn't normally act like that but she could tell it was all in fun so she was okay with it.

Following him into the hotel they both checked into the hotel, once they had the keys they walked to the elevator together.

Standing waiting for the elevator she took a moment to just admire his body before she said, "so if you give me my bags I'll take them to my room and you can take your bags to your room and then you can come over to mind and we can order dinner."

Looking at her with a glint in his eye that only led to mischief he smirked, "and if I don't want to come to your room and order dinner?"

The doors to the elevator pinged open and an older couple walked off before Stephanie stepped inside silently before she put her bags down and leant against the railing with her finger ready to press the number for her floor, "then you can sit in yours all miserable and alone."

Just as the doors to the elevator started to shut he put his hand out to prevent them, "you are so mean to me. You could come to mine, I don't have to come to yours."

Stepping inside the elevator quickly he watched as the doors shut and Stephanie pressed the number for the floor her room was on. Leaning across her so close that he could feel breath dancing across the skin of his face he pressed the number for his floor before he pulled away taking notice of the way her eyes were closed and her breathing was a little heavier.

Having him leaning across her so close that she could smell his aftershave was torture for her, she wanted to just curl up in his arms and never leave them. She was brought out of her trance like state by the feel of his eyes on her so she slowly opened her eyes to look at him, "what?"

Shrugging his shoulders he leant against the wall nonchalantly, "nothing."

Not able to take the torture any longer she closed the small distance between them and pressed her body against his before she let her arms slip around his neck and her lips caress his gently just before the elevator came to a jerking stop as they reached his floor. Pulling away from him as the doors started to open she smiled innocently, "I'm in room 609 if you're bored."

Paul's mouth opened and closed to reply but he just couldn't get his brain to move past the kiss and the way her body had felt against him, it was like she was teasing him but it was only fair as he had teased her by leaning closer to her than he needed to. Silently he picked up his bags and walked off the elevator before the doors shut, he turned around just in time to see her giving him a sly wave as the doors closed completely.

Stephanie had no idea what had come over her when she kissed him like she did but he was her boyfriend so in her mind she could do that if she wished. The short ride to her floor passed uneventfully and soon she was sliding her key card into her door relieved when it opened and she could step inside, throw her bags on the floor, kick off her shoes and then collapse onto her bed and that was where she was going to stay until Paul arrived.

Walking into his hotel room Paul threw his bag into the corner before he stood his suitcase up against the wall. Briefly thinking about just waiting and being patient before he went to her room he decided he didn't want to wait so sliding his key card into his pocket he left the room almost as quickly as he had entered it and proceeded towards the elevator to head up to Stephanie's room.