My updates just keep coming in! I had a lot of making up to do, so here's more of my eager attempts. Thank you to awesomeone21, therealchamps, Cena's baby doll, 1222mercedes1222, and all the new readers and supporters. You guys are awesome, and I hope you enjoy this one.
Alyssa bit the tip of the gel pen lodged between her middle and index finger. With both legs folded under most of her weight, she scanned the drying ink stroked on the stark white sheet of paper fit snug on a clipboard. She'd been writing out a list for the past half hour but was no where close to completion. This had to be perfect, and perfection was taking her a whole lot of time. Thankfully, the plush cushions on the fainting couch she sat on was providing optimal comfort.
It was nearly time for the sun to rise, but as she sustained herself within the curtain-enclosed hotel room, she did not care for the rest of the world nor sleep. All she cared about was this forming list in front of her.
"Come back to bed."
Alyssa released the pen from her teeth and looked up, struggling to see John through the dimness. The only source of light was coming faint from right beside her with John stuck in the shallow side of darkness. Her straight hair slipped further down her back as she settled the clipboard closer to her body. "I'm doing something baby. I'll be there soon."
Without replying, John etched himself to the edge of the bed and peeled the duvet off his bare body. The wooden floor creaked suddenly as it carried his heavy weight with each step. Making his way towards Alyssa, he stopped at the foot of the couch.
"Babe, it's almost 5 o'clock." He reached down to lace his fingers gingerly through her hair, wondering what she could possibly be doing at this untimely hour.
"I'm trying to plan my day off."
He glanced over at the piece of paper in her possession and read. "Gym, t-shirt design meeting, house show prep- it looks like you've written my schedule."
"Exactly." Alyssa looked at the list as John took a seat next to her. "I'm trying to figure out where I can fit myself in your work day without being a disturbance."
John snaked his large palm to her lower back and smiled. "It's simple really: all day."
"All day?"
A curious eye looked his way.
"Yes, baby, all day. We'll be attached at the hip. We can even handcuff ourselves to each other if you'd like."
Alyssa frowned. "You're making fun of me."
A soft chuckle passed through his lips, allowing the lamp's glow to catch his dimples. He began caressing the exposed skin in between her shirt and shorts. "I'm not. I'm just letting you know it's no problem if you wanna hang around all day with me. You don't have to try and squeeze yourself in."
"Are you sure?"
John moved his fingertips to stroke her hair. "I'm sure. I'd love it if you do. Now can you please go back to bed with me? I'm cold."
Alyssa moved the clipboard off her lap and laughed. "Well maybe if you put on a shirt, you wouldn't be so cold."
"Eh… I have other things in mind that could keep me warm." John's lips formed a smirk before he easily pulled his girlfriend on his lap to face him.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Her eyes were tinged with slight surprise at his advance, seeming as though he'd been asleep just less than five minutes ago.
"Trying to get our day started." John planted kisses along her collarbone while his large hands secured her hips.
"But I thought you wanted to go to bed? And we don't have to go gym until six thirty." Her clammy hands were placed on his shoulders while her chin rested atop his hair.
He parted his lips from her skin to look her straight in the eye. "Here is just fine. And we might not even have to go gym after what I do to you."
Hearing this instantly made Alyssa's breath take a hitch. Not only were his words starting to do crazy things to her but his stare and his hands and lips were beginning to work their way all over her body. She pressed her breasts against his muscled chest in response, gripping her dainty finger around his buzzed scalp. A quiet moan escaped her lips when John hungrily covered them with his own. His fingers possessively twined with the hair behind her. The urgency and fire gunning his actions were so contagious, Alyssa was beginning to feel the relentless ripples of her own carnal desires. Being with John after years of inaction had awoken this suppressed side of her and after getting yet another break the last three weeks, she was more than ready to continually surrender her mind and body to him.
"Cena, you're gonna run out of colors in the rainbow eventually."
John laughed at Alyssa's comment then winked at her. "That's why I'm gonna start picking ones outside of the rainbow."
Alyssa smiled brightly at him then back at the design sketch in her hands. The face of the WWE was getting ready to debut new merchandise, and it'd been a pleasure to come along for the meeting. Now they were spared with an hour's worth of free time before the whole roster had to head to the next arena.
"So, what do you wanna do? Are you hungry?" he asked.
"Well, I was thinking-" Alyssa moved in front of him so they were directly face to face. She wanted to see his reaction for this. "-we can grab a tuna pita sandwich down the street."
John smiled. "Okay, okay. So you weren't in bed with me last night because you were planning our meals?"
"That and I was trying to coordinate the fastest way to get to the American Muscle Car Exhibit."
Surprise registered through John's orbs. Cars were something he sought after on his days off- if ever even practically possible- but having Alyssa plan a way to incorporate it in his work day was a special treat. "Wha- I- I didn't even know there was one around here."
"Five miles, in Blossom Hill," she said loud and proud. There was something cute about witnessing John turn into an excited child.
"Well, well, my sweet girlfriend planned this surprise for me."
Alyssa linked her hands with his. "And we only have an hour so we better get going."
A smile formed John's face for all American muscle, but the admiration he had for Alyssa was making it a permanent one. He couldn't stop looking her way even as they got into their taxi, then into the Exhibit. There, rows and rows of cars- ranging greatly in style, size, and color- stood before him, all at the expense of his enjoyment. His eyes danced, an overwhelming thrill filling the air. John clasped Alyssa's hand as they sauntered through the aisles, stopping at each and every one of the vehicles he didn't already own.
Alyssa looked at her boyfriend, realizing this was as much fun for her as it was for him. She knew nothing about cars to the extent that he did, but watching his passion exude through his inability to stop talking and staring was so special. And the fact that he wouldn't let go of her hand made it even better.
Minutes passed, and they kept passing. John had no sense of time by the time he finished surveying all the cars he wanted to.
"Wow, baby. Thank you for taking me here." John looked around the whole place from left and right then stopped at his favorite view: Alyssa. She smiled.
"There's one more thing, and I think we have just enough time to suit you up."
John lifted his eyebrows and echoed her words. "One more thing?"
"There's a track right behind this building. I scheduled you in for a lap."
"Wha- is- is today a Christmas day I've never heard about or something?"
Alyssa giggled. "Silly boy. You deserve this any day."
John dropped his head with a grin on his face, wondering how the hell he got so lucky. Before he was able to muster up the fitting words of gratitude, Alyssa was already directing him outside.
John was more than pleased when he saw Alyssa patiently waiting for him at the gorilla.
"Baby, you're gonna needa give my cheeks a little break," he said.
Instead of delving into his sweat-trickled arms like she'd planned, Alyssa stepped back and teased him. "So you want me to go away or what?"
"No, I'm kidding. I just don't know what I did to deserve this permanent smile on my face."
She gave a smile of her own in response before tiptoeing to plant him a kiss. "We needed this day together, and I just wanted to show you that we don't have to go far to feel like we're on vacation."
"Mmm." John kissed her again. This time was much longer. "I'ma miss you when you go back to work tomorrow."
"I'll still be close by, but let's not think about that yet. We still have the rest of the night." She continued their kiss but noises began to surround them, ultimately breaking their contact.
Alyssa firmly placed her hand on his bare abdomen in pursuit to move him further from the gorilla. Since his segment in the show was over, other superstars began plaguing the area to wait their turn on the runway. Among the crowd was a distant Randy Orton who quickly glanced their way only to look the other direction. Both John and Alyssa noticed his presence but it was ultimately her who shuffled them away from everybody else.
It was later that night, in their hotel room, when John recalled that exact event to memory. He was watching Alyssa riffle through her stuff for tomorrow. "Al?"
"Yeah?" she stopped what she was doing and looked up at the man with his arms crossed over his chest.
"Is it weird that I got a good kick out of you ignoring Randy earlier?"
Alyssa narrowed her eyes. "Who's Randy?"
John wanted to chuckle but instead felt a small burst of regret for bringing up the infamous name. "I'm sorry. That was unnecessary."
She shrugged as she turned her attention back to her belongings. "Hey, don't even worry about it. It was refreshing for me too."
A sudden knock came to the door, automatically magnetizing their eyes to each other.
"I got it," John said.
Meanwhile, Alyssa zipped up her suitcase and pushed it over to the corner. She was finally ready for bed, it'd been a great but long day with John's work and barely any sleep. Soon, she was joined with his company again plus manila envelope in hand.
"It's for you."
"Me?" Her eyes fell to the contrasting black-label against the golden yellow. She took it into her own grasp and ripped open the cryptic package. Pulling out the contents inside, her mouth dropped simultaneously with her heart.
"What? What is it?"
Alyssa bounded her lips into a hyphen then looked up at John. "I stay corrected: that bitch is crazy."
She tossed the items to him, flinging it into the air with disgust.
In John's hands ended up being photos of him and Stacy in compromising positions in bars, restaurants, in bed, and in the shower.
Randy had thought long and hard about this. He'd mustered up enough will to get to the destination, but it was the follow through he was struggling with. Would this be worth the trouble? Should he get himself involved?
Fidgeting with the buttons on the sleeves of his white button-up, he eyed the black ink on his skin and contemplated. Surely this would be worth it if he'd stayed up all night planning it. Surely this would be worth it if he'd generated energy all day just for it. Surely this would be worth it; all for Alyssa.
Lifting his eyes, he stepped closer to the door in front of him and began to knock.
A moment passed- long enough for him to change his mind and walk away- but his feet stayed planted right where they were. Ferocious thuds collided with his rib-cage as the door opened slightly. For a second, all he saw was darkness filling the space between the door and the frame until a barely dressed woman appeared in sight.
Randy swallowed then smiled. "Hey there. Candy, right?"
When the person in front of him nodded then smiled, Randy knew things were going just the way he planned.
The pictures in John's hands were unbelievable. It nearly drained all the color from his face. "Al- these- these were-"
"No, no, you know what-" Alyssa quickly snatched the stash from him, not caring if she bent it off its immaculate form. "-this is insignificant to our day. Let's just trash it."
John helplessly watched his girlfriend build up a defensive wall. She was barely even looking at him now. "It is trash baby, but I could see it's got you shaken up."
"Well yeah, I mean-" She paused to look at him, her eyes defeated. "I could've gone without the imagery. But what're you gonna do."
John briefly closed his eyes, unable to endure more seconds of seeing Alyssa like this. It was the sound of paper tearing and ripping that forced him to look again. What he saw was a more angry Alyssa, belied by the way her petite frame was shaking in reaction.
"You know, she had the nerve to tail me into the parking lot yesterday." Her voice rose with every word. "And she told me how you like having naked legs around your neck."
John's face fell. A sudden, deep churning settled inside of him, making him unable to do anything but stand.
Alyssa, on the other hand, moved towards the trash to dump the glossy evidence of John and Stacy ever being physically together. And she stayed there, with her head hung low, chin almost touching her neck. She covered her mouth with her hand and breathed through it.
"Baby…" John had walked closer.
"I'm fine. I'm fine. I can't let anybody ruin our day, John. We had a good day. It's fine."
John could tell she was trying to convince herself just as much as she was trying to convince him. That sinking feeling was still going, but he knew it was best to ignore it. He faced Alyssa and pulled her into a tight embrace: one he was hoping would make her feel better. She didn't deserve any of this. She didn't deserve to hear and see things he'd done to another girl. She'd spent all day trying to make it be all about them, and this was what she ended up with. Stacy: the conniving, relentless schemer, who did nothing but try to bring harm to their relationship.
John hugged Alyssa tighter, curving his fingers into her hair. Tonight, it would be all about her. He'd make her forget Stacy ever existed; but tomorrow, tomorrow John vowed that he'd put Stacy in her place once and for all.
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