Chapter 29

Trish woke up the next morning wrapped in Randy's arms. It was honestly the best night of sleep she's had in some time. She always been big on cuddling, but Ron and her would always seem to wake up on opposite sides of the bed. It was refreshing to wake up wrapped in the warmth of Randy.

She moved slowly, trying to adjust herself without waking him. He looked so peaceful sleeping, like an innocent little boy almost. She watched him sleep, admiring his chiseled face, full lips. He really was beautiful. And he was interested in her. It made her heart skip a beat thinking about it. She'd never met anyone as strong as he was. He went through a horrible divorce, learned how deceptive his wife was, and learned a child that he loved with all his heart wasn't his to begin with. And now here he was, wrapped in a bed with her…ready to put his heart on the line once more…and so soon after. Has his heart even had time to heal yet? Or was Trish merely a rebound for Randy?

"Though you look cute as hell when your face is all crinkled up and concerned, I'd much rather prefer to see you smiling and happy. What's on your mind?"

Trish looked up to find Randy lazily smiling at her. She was so lost in thought that she didn't hear him stir or wake. "Mmm…nothing important" she yawned stretching slightly, reaching her lips toward his until they met in a kiss. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her flat against his body before turning her so that he was positioned on top.

He sucked in her bottom lip, his kisses slow and sensual. Trish could feel his morning wood against her leg and it turned her insides to mush. Her heart rate started to increase and her body responded to his every touch. Taking things slow with him was going to be more difficult than she realized.

He pulled away, running his thumb over her lip, then across her cheek bone. He stared at her long enough to make Trish blush. "Are you sure nothing's bothering you?" He looked for an answer hidden in her eyes.

She smiled and slowly shook the disturbing thoughts from her mind. She needed to try and focus on the good, not dwell on the possibility of the bad. "I'm sure. We should probably get on the road. The drive is about six hours to Minneapolis."

Randy sighed and nodded. "Yeah, we probably should…but I really don't want to get out of this bed…not when I have you all to myself." He smiled, engulfing her lips in another kiss that left her breathless.

"We always have tonight…let's just order in room service." She whispered in his ear, feeling his muscles tighten on top of her.

"God you're such a fucking turn on…you have no idea", he said, wrapping his hands into her hair and sucking on her neck.

She exhaled slowly, her body burning and screaming for more. "So are you", she breathed out heavy, giving him one more kiss before sliding out from underneath him.

Amy greeted Trish and Randy as soon as they entered the arena.

"It's about freaking time! Jesus Christ, I've been looking for you for at least over two hours now!"

Trish blushed, "Sorry, we got a late start on the road."

Amy rolled her eyes, "Whatever. Come on…Stephanie wants to work on the plot for Wrestlemania. I guess a Diva's Tag Team TLC Match isn't enough."

Trish nodded and looked at Randy. "I'll catch up with you later?"

He smiled. "I'll find you…that's a promise. Go take care of business." He pulled her in for a quick kiss. "Oh, give me your bag. I'll drop it in the locker room for you."

Trish gave a goofy smile before Amy grabbed her by the arm and pulled her in the other direction. "You guys are so stinking cute I may vomit."

Seconds later, Trish and Amy entered an office where Stephanie, Beth and Nattie were already seated. Trish sat down timidly, hoping Steph wouldn't comment about how late she arrived at the arena.

"Alright ladies, I only have a short amount of time before I need to be elsewhere so let's get straight to the point. Your TLC match is official for Wrestlemania as you are all aware. However, as you know, TLC matches normally have some type of item dangling from above the ring that you have to retrieve in order to win. We need to figure out what that item is going to be. As much as I would love to bring back the Women's Tag Team belts that is not going to happen. So I have an idea that I want to throw out."

All the ladies looked at each other and slowly nodded. Steph continued. "We'll do it like a Money in the Bank match. There will be a briefcase hanging above the ring that you must retrieve. The contents of the case will contain four separate contracts…one for each of you. Whoever physically retrieves the case will get the contract."

Trish threw a confused look. "What are the contracts for? Wouldn't that make it more like a four way match as opposed to a tag team?"

Stephanie nodded. "Yes, I thought the same thing at first, but after thinking about it more, I think it will work out to our advantage. So, Trish your contract would be for a no-compete clause against Nattie or Beth. This would bar both of them from shots at your title. Lita's contract would be for a brand new WWE contract."

Amy interrupted immediately, "Whoa, I never said I was coming back full-time. I thought this was just a gig for a month?"

Stephanie put up her hands defensively, calming Amy instantly. "You're return isn't full time…unless you want it to be. If you don't want to come back, then Trish can retrieve the case. We would love to have you back full time, but it's entirely up to you…your call."

Amy nodded and relaxed slightly.

Stephanie continued, "Both Natalya's and Beth's contracts will be the same…a #1 contender spot for Trish's belt. Up until this point, the two of you have been plotting the demise of Trish Stratus unsuccessfully. But both of you are title hungry. This will plot you both against each other immediately and will cause your alliance to fall…which was the original idea if I'm not mistaken?"

All four ladies nodded. "So, if I see Beth going up for the case, I would knock her over or vice versa, putting us against each other."

Stephanie smiled. "Exactly. Now, creative's gone through some discussions and we think that it's time for Natalya to be a face. Which means you'll be seconds away from winning the title and Beth will knock you off, or pull you down, to try to obtain the contract for herself."

Beth and Natalya both looked satisfied. "Hey, all good things must come to an end right Beth?"

Beth shrugged, "Yeah, I'll miss our little faction, but it's time to turn you into a face…and if anyone can help put you over, it's the Glamazon!"

Stephanie smiled, "Perfect! So, we've already decided that Trish and Lita will win the match. It's up to the two of you to decide who climbs that ladder. If Trish is the one to grab the case, obviously you two will not have a run at the title shot for a while, however, we were planning on changing directions anyway and giving some of the other divas a chance. Amy, I can't say enough how wonderful it would be to have you back, but this is a decision you have to make without any biased opinions."

All five ladies stood, signaling the end of the conversation. "Next Monday, Beth and Nattie will challenge Trish to the tag team TLC match for Wrestlemania. Trish, you will accept and say the hunt is on for a partner. Lita will be revealed as your partner on Raw exactly one week before Wrestlemania and a contract signing will be held where the contracts and match will be explained by Mr. Laurinitis. After the signing, of course you will break out into a full on brawl and by all means…utilize those tables, ladders, and chairs for a little teaser of the action that is yet to come!"

The girls started to walk out of the room, all very excited to start working on some mic skills. "Oh Trish, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Trish stopped and turned quickly. "Sure Steph." She closed the door behind her quietly before sitting down again.

"Do you recall the conversation I had with you a few months back? About the storyline with you and Randy?"

Trish nodded, already knowing where this was going.

"Well, creative has decided to move forward with the storyline after Wrestlemania. Randy will be winning the belt back that night. And your storyline with him will start the following Monday…but slowly. You and him will remain faces. AJ will be turning heel. She's going to turn her back on you and since she's already dating Daniel Bryan, well that will lead to a few inter-gender tag matches with you and Randy…which will spark your relationship."

"Ok, sounds good." Trish said, standing ready to leave the room.

Stephanie threw her a confusing look. "Wait a minute, you were dead set against this last time I talked to you…what changed? Other than the fact that Randy is now divorced…which by the way has made its way to the rumor mill."

Trish shrugged, "I don't know…I guess you can say that wouldn't be far from the truth?"

Stephanie smiled, "So the rumors are true!"

Trish shook her head vehemently. "No, the rumors are not true! I am not to blame for Randy's divorce nor was anything ever going on between the two of us while he was still married! But, we are somewhat dating right now…slowly…but…" She paused for a minute. Why do I feel like I should be talking to Randy about this before I blab to Steph? And why am I all about this storyline all of a sudden? Every relationship that the WWE messes with always turns out bad…think about the Amy/Matt/Adam triangle! "Casually…we are casually dating."

Stephanie chuckled, "Whatever you're calling it, your secret is safe with me. Just have fun falling in love again…I've never seen two people more deserving of it than you two!" She pulled Trish into a hug before excusing herself.

Randy pushed open the hotel room door with his foot and shuffled inside, greatly favoring his right shoulder. Trish threw her bags on the floor and watched Randy fall onto the bed, rubbing and rotating his right shoulder. "Stephen worked my shoulder a little too much tonight." He saw the concerned look all over Trish's face and tried to say something…anything, to stop her from worrying.

"Do you think you re-injured it?" She asked, her voice small, filled with trepidation. She was scared for him…she could easily admit it. She found out tonight that he was getting a title shot at Wrestlemania. She didn't even have a chance to talk to him about it…she wasn't even sure if he knew he was getting the shot. The night was so hectic; she didn't get to see him until after the main event. If he re-injured his shoulder, they would take the match away from him quicker than they offered it. Shoulders are much different from herniated discs…they take months to heal and usually require surgery. Randy's had too many of those as it is…one more could end his career.

"No…I don't think so. Obviously it's never going to be 100% again. But some nights it aches more than others. Tonight is one of those nights. I'll be fine. Are you hungry?"

She smiled lightly at him. Even though he's writhing in pain, he is more worried about her. "I'm good..." Her eyes flashed instantly, an idea forming in her mind. "I have a better idea actually."

She got up off the bed and made her way to the bathroom. She plugged the drain and started the water in the bathtub before re-emerging. "You are going to take a soothing hot bath and then we are going to ice that shoulder of yours. You can call me Nurse Trish for the rest of the night."

He chuckled, "Hmm…Nurse Trish…I like the sound of that!" He stood from the bed and walked over to her slowly. He wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him before capturing her lips with his.

It took everything Trish had to not push him down on the bed and ravage him. "Huh uh Mister…no funny business. You are getting in the bath!" She grabbed his left arm and pulled him slowly into the bathroom.

He flashed the ever-so-famous Orton smirk that made her knees weak. "Fine…you win. But nurse, could you help me undress? I don't think I can do it myself, not with the pain my shoulder is in."

She smiled coyly, "What kind of nurse would I be if I rejected you in your time of need?"

He worked his right arm out of his shirt, wincing ever so slightly before Trish worked the shirt over his head, standing on her tippy toes to make up for the height difference between them.

They made eye contact as her hands traveled down his chest to the button on his jeans. She gazed at him the entire time, refusing to break the eye contact…his eyes resembling that of predator, clouded with hunger and desire. She swallowed hard, as she unzipped his jeans, letting them fall to the floor.

He broke his focus on her innocent doe-like eyes as he watched her lick her lips. His attention moved to her full lips and all the different things he could do with them. He felt his manhood growing in his boxer briefs and concentrated hard on not letting it get any larger. Trish noticed his growth immediately. Her lips turned up into a slight grin.

"Hold on…I have some soothing bath salts in my bag. Let me grab them real quick"

She walked out of the room and started rummaging around in her suitcase. She pulled the bath salts out seconds later and strolled back into the bathroom while reading the label to ensure they would help with soreness. "These should wo…" She lost her breath as she looked up and found Randy completely stripped standing there.

"Will you join me?"

He looked her directly in the eyes, silently pleading with her it seemed. She blinked and swallowed hard, trying to calm her body into a more normal state and brush off the effects of seeing him standing there…naked. She casually opened the bottle of salts and sprinkled them into the water.

"I thought we were taking things slow?" She whispered, setting down the salts on the counter as she felt her cheeks flush.

He closed the distance between them, placing his hands on her cheeks before pulling her into a soft kiss. It was a reassuring kiss, not like the normal breathless, hot, yearning kisses he normally gives.

Trish, we've already seen each other naked once. I understand taking things slow, but I think we should be able to take a soothing bath together without getting into too much trouble."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you mocking me?" An amused smile spread across her lips.

He chuckled, "Maybe." He pinched his thumb and pointer finger around the hem of her shirt and began running them back and forth across the material, waiting for the green light to keep going.

Trish began to lift her arms, signaling Randy to continue. He lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor before reaching around and unhooking her bra. He sucked in a short breath of air, taking in the beautiful sight in front of him.

She moved to slide out of her pants and he immediately stopped her hands from moving any further. She looked him in the eyes and understood instantly that he wanted to undress her.

He slowly moved into a kneeling position, trailing kisses down Trish's rock hard stomach before he gradually began to lower her yoga pants. She stepped out of them as soon as they hit the floor. Her heart was pounding inside of her. She could actually hear the steady rhythm of it above the running water even.

Randy ran his hands up her thighs before twisting his fingers into the sides of her underwear and pulled them down quickly. He stood immediately, removing himself from the tempting position he was in. She kicked her underwear to the side as Randy held her hands and stepped into the Jacuzzi tub pulling her lightly behind him. Within seconds, they were surrounded by the warmth of the water.

Trish turned off the water and set the jets to run on low. Randy relaxed back against the tub, pulling Trish between his legs, her back resting on his chest. He began tracing light kisses up and down her neck, starting behind her ear and traveling down to her shoulder. She inhaled deeply letting the lavender mint scent of the bath salts overwhelm her senses while her body responded to his every kiss.

They remained in that position for a few minutes, quietly enjoying the calming silence and the closeness of their bodies.

"Why don't you let me switch positions and I'll massage your shoulder for you?" He said nothing, but willingly obliged and slid around so that she could sit behind him.

She slowly began kneading her fingers into his shoulder. He moaned, "Ahh that feels amazing."

"You need to tell me where I need to be gentle." She warned, though it didn't take long for her to determine where the problem area was as he grimaced in pain as she ran her fingers over a spot. She removed her fingers immediately, waiting for his ok to continue.

He chuckled, "Right there…"

She placed her fingers back on him and began to massage again. "So, I'm assuming they told you you're getting the title back at Wrestlemania?"

He nodded and smiled. "Yeah, they told me tonight. I'm so excited. I feel like it's been forever since I've held the title."

"Well, you've definitely earned it." She paused before continuing. She wasn't sure if she should mention anymore about the storyline involving her. But, she never was one to keep secrets before…why should she start now? "Did they tell you about the storyline after Wrestlemania?"

He chuckled loudly, letting his head rest against her chest. "Yes, and how great is that?!"

"So you're excited about the plot with us?"

He turned to face her, "Yes, absolutely! I'll get to kiss a whole hell of a lot more!"

She laughed, "But do you think the plot works for your character?"

He shrugged, "They turned me into the biggest baby face and I didn't think that was possible. They're going after the sex appeal. That's basically it. Do I think it works from a plot development standpoint? No…but they'll figure that out and they'll either end the storyline or turn us heel. Because let's face it…we are pretty fucking sweet heels!"

Trish chuckled, "Yes, I would have to agree with you there. I can only hope that is where this leads! And you're right…we will get to kiss a lot more!"

He gave her a quick kiss before resting back on her. "Did you get everything figured out with Stephanie?"

Trish sighed, "Yes, she wanted to discuss the contract piece of the plot she just introduced. They are making the match like a money in the bank. I get a no-compete clause against Beth and Nattie, Lita gets a new WWE contract, and Nattie and Beth will fight over the first contender title match contracts."

"Is Amy going to take the contract and come back full time?"

"I don't know…I didn't get a chance to talk with her about it. Don't worry though; it's on my list for Wednesday. Right now, I want to focus on making you better."

He turned around and pulled her onto his lap, straddling her legs around his backside. "I know a way you can do that" as a twisted smile spread across his lips. He kissed her deeply, sucking in her bottom lip and lightly nibbling on it.

She sighed, breaking the kiss, she knew exactly where he was going with this. "Ok, third base…but that's it! Stop stealing bases!"