Chapter 23
In a few short hours, Taker was up again foregoing the shower since he had already taken one and just focused on getting dressed, stretching his limbs gingerly before applying more ointment. He was quite capable of doing it himself, but...he wasn't about to tell a beautiful woman that when she was quite willing to do it for him. He was a man after all, his control wasn't THAT damn good. After getting his jeans on, Taker headed across the way, knocking softly once and then walked into her room. He immediately stopped dead in his tracks. Rajani had fallen asleep...in a towel, on top of the bed and obviously had been too dead to pull the blankets up. Well, the towel was off and he was getting a very nice view of her back and very delectable looking ass, seriously considering nipping her for the hell of it.
A squeal escaped her lips as Rajani's eyes flew open, jumping about a foot off the bed and somehow managed to take the towel with her to where it covered her front. "What the hell?!"
She spun around while holding her right butt cheek and stared at a doubled over Taker, eyes wide. He was laughing so hard, he had to lean against the dresser to keep from keeling over. Rajani sat there glaring dark daggers at him while rubbing her ass cheek. Her hair was still a little damp since it was only three hours ago since she'd showered.
"That is NOT funny, Taker." Rajani growled, immediately covering herself up more with the towel. "I can't believe you just bit my ass!"
"Mmm darlin', believe it...that is an ass created by god himself for the sole purpose of nippin', squeezin' and a few other things that would make that pretty face of yours turn a bright shade of red." Taker leaned back against the wall, bracing his weight against it as he continued to chuckle, knowing she didn't find that as amusing as him. "By the way, it's time to get up, Jani."
His laughing suddenly stopped when Rajani tossed a pillow and clocked him in the face. The expression he had next made her keel over on the bed, taking her turn to laugh at HIS expense. She would have to get him back somehow, deciding to mull it over and flew into the bathroom before he could grab her, locking the door.
"Be out in a few!" Rajani called through giggling, pulling her bag out and began dressing.
Taker hadn't expected her to retaliate, but Rajani was a woman full of surprises.
Smirking slightly and shaking his head at her tactics, Taker walked over to the door and ran his fingernails down it, knowing she could hear him. "Darlin', if you want that could be your every mornin' wake-up call." He drawled through the door, purposefully dropping the pitch of his tone to a low deep baritone. "Just make sure to go to bed in...a towel...and facedown...or I might bite somethin' else."
Taker heard something hit the door and began laughing all over again, walking out of the room to go finish dressing. He was ROTTEN...and made Rajani hot in more ways than one. She rubbed her ass even through the khaki's she wore, deciding on a dark blue form fitting top that was short sleeved with a V shaped neckline. Walking out, Rajani shook her head at Taker, trying to stop flushing from what he said through the bathroom door. Her hair was pulled back in a bun with blue chopsticks in it, not in the mood to do anything else with it.
"You are terrible." She commented, walking over to grab a cup of coffee.
"That's not what I've been told." Taker said with a casual shrug, wearing a dark green thermal long sleeved shirt, his hair hanging loose, already sipping a mug of plain black coffee and reclining in a chair. "Most women usually tell me I'm the best they've ever had, some even like to call me god." He began laughing when she choked on her coffee, getting up to gently pat her back. "Alright, I'll stop darlin', can't have you chokin' to death on me."
"You are hysterical." Rajani muttered, not amused as she coughed some more, the hot coffee going down the wrong tube not feeling good at all. "Come on, we need to get going if we're going to make our plane."
Together, they headed out with Taker behaving...for the most part. Rajani could not believe he bit her ass, she definitely wasn't telling John THAT one. No way. He would demand her to stop rooming with Taker and that wasn't happening. Taker couldn't believe he had bit her ass. Well he could, but at the same time he couldn't. Mostly because it was Rajani and, after that piss poor attempt at seduction in the truck, Taker had established it with himself that she wasn't his type, more like a little sister or something. Her towel less ass had totally blown that out of the water. However, he would behave for now.
"Your being texted this early?" Taker glanced down at her when her cell did its alert notice.
John couldn't help himself.
"Apparently..."
Rajani had a feeling she knew who it was and smiled at the thoughtfulness of John, shaking her head as she texted him back. He basically said he missed her, couldn't wait to see her and hoped they could have another fantastic night later on. Downing half of her coffee, Rajani leaned back against the seat while Taker drove to the airport.
"This coffee needs to kick in." She grumbled, trying to wake up. "How's your chest and side? I was going to try massaging it a little because that supposedly helps with blood flow, but you looked like you were in pain, so I didn't want to push it."
"It's fine. Nothin' I can't handle." All things considered, her even mentioning that to him was probably not the brightest of ideas. "Don't you worry about me, just...play with your phone. We'll have to eat before we get on the plane unless you're weird and actually enjoy airplane food." Taker didn't care what class they were in, it all tasted horrible and would glue up their innards. "And you can get more coffee, or an Amp or somethin'...or you could just fall back asleep on the plane. I promise not to bite ya."
They ended up getting something to eat at a local restaurant that was right across the street from the airport, something quick and simple. Rajani texted John a few times before boarding the plane, but for the most part she talked with Taker about anything. Favorite foods, music, hobbies; hell, they even talked about favorite sex positions. Of course Taker was the one who brought THAT one up, but Rajani wasn't about to back out of it. They were friends and traveled together now, not to mention Taker was very easy to talk to. Rajani and Taker ended up falling asleep against each other on the plane, her head against his arm while his head rested on top of hers. The flight attendant covered them up with a blanket quietly and carefully, not wanting to disturb them.
3 weeks had passed since Rajani started dating John and things were never better. He took her out almost every night dancing, Rajani was getting into shape without even realizing it. Her feminine curves were becoming more defined instead of soft, her legs were sculpting beautifully and she had this glow about her that couldn't be extinguished. Ever since Taker beat the hell out of Kane, nobody had seen him. He had his ambulance match against John at the Elimination Chamber pay-per-view and John ended up winning after giving him an Attitude Adjustment off the top of the ambulance before tossing him into the back, carting Kane off and out of the arena. Nobody had seen him since.
John had called out Dwayne the following night on Raw in a shoot promo that shocked a lot of people and gained him back some of the respect he deserved. His probation was lifted, thanks to Phil going to Stephanie and telling her it wasn't fair that John was paying for something he most likely didn't do. So Stephanie lifted the probation, which made things even better with John. Dwayne was supposed to come to Raw the following week, but something with the current movie set he was on went haywire. Naturally, he had to cancel at the last minute. Rajani still hadn't told her brother about how she was dating his adversary or the fact that she was rooming with the Undertaker for her protection. Taker didn't want to take a chance of Kane coming after her since he hadn't been seen lately, so he insisted that Rajani stayed with him until Kane finally decided to come out of the darkness.
It was Monday night Raw and Rajani walked inside the arena with Taker all smiles, having received a few text messages from John that made her head spin a little and heart skip a beat. She wore a dark blue pinstriped skirt suit that went two inches above the knee, a cream colored dress shirt beneath the matching cardigan and had her hair pulled back in a low tail that draped over her shoulder. Parting ways with Taker like always outside of Stephanie's office door, Rajani stepped inside, suddenly freezing.
"Now is that anyway to greet your brother, Raja?" Dwayne said by way of greeting with a big smile. "Surprise!"
All Rajani could think was 'oh shit' as Dwayne swept her up in his arms, giving her a massive hug. Stephanie felt genuinely bad for Rajani, who was wearing an 'oh lord, help me' look on her face, or at least, before smoothing it away. Smiling, she clasped her hands in front of her pantsuit, meeting Rajani's wide eyes.
"Surprise?"
Laughing, Dwayne put her down before planting a kiss on top of her head. "You could at least say 'hi, big brother, how are you doing?'." He teased, his trademark smile splitting his face.
"Hi..." Rajani knew she had to jolt herself out of this shock and nodded, smirking suddenly. "Well I would ask you how you're doing, but we talk daily so there'd be no point, brother. Though you could've told me you were coming to Raw, that way I wouldn't be in shock at seeing you."
"She's got a point." Alex stage whispered to Stephanie.
"W-What are you doing here anyway? I thought you were supposed to be here until the Raw right before Mania?"
This definitely wasn't good, nobody knew about her and John dating, not even Taker and Stephanie. They had decided to keep their relationship quiet for the time being and John STILL didn't know who she really was. Rajani thought she had more time, but apparently her time had officially run out.
"Change in plans." Dwayne said by way of explanation, the smile slowly fading. "Cena and I have been having words-"
"Tweets."
"Alex...Go get everyone coffee..."
"On Twitter, and after him calling me out...well, I'm not about to let a Fruity Pebble have the last word. You sound like you don't want me here." Dwayne eyed her suspiciously. "I'm not going to interfere with your work, if that's what you're worried about."
Stephanie busied herself at her desk, shaking her head.
"I just...It hasn't been exactly acknowledged that I'm your sister around here and, no offense Dwayne, but I want to keep it that way. It's just better for me because I don't want anyone around here thinking I got this job just because of you." Rajani explained softly, fighting back a cringe when Dwayne mentioned John. The fire in his eyes was enough to tell her he could NOT find out about her relationship. "Let's just...keep it in this office and nowhere else, okay?"
Stephanie couldn't blame Rajani for the way she felt because she had to deal with the same scrutiny when she took over the company for Vince. Nobody thought she could do it and thought everything was handed to her on a silver platter, possibly even golden. But that was far from the truth, Stephanie had busted her ass and proved herself for years to get this job.
"Must you call him a Fruity Pebble, Rocky?" She sighed exasperatedly when he just flashed another tight smile. "Very well."
Dwayne would never admit it, but Rajani had just hurt his feelings. Even though he could understand where she was coming from, it still hurt. As far as he was concerned, if people couldn't tell that she had talent and was a hard, intelligent, determined worker, who busted her ass at her job and was very good at it, then screw them. But...he'd keep his lips zipped.
"Be thankful that's ALL I'm calling him right now." Dwayne snorted, though that was going to change once he hit the ring.
"Thank you, bro, I appreciate it."
Rajani knew she hurt him with her words, but she was never one to keep her true feelings hidden. She loved her brother and that would never change, but being here for seven months Rajani had proven herself. With everything that had happened lately with Kane and John, Rajani didn't need anything else put on her plate. Her thoughts came to a screeching halt when the door opened and John stepped in, immediately stopping at the sight of Dwayne. Luckily, Rajani was standing in front of her brother and had turned around just as the door opened, wondering if fate really hated her or if this was just her bad luck coming back. Stephanie was instantly on it, moving to stand between them off to the side in neutral territory.
"I heard a rumor you might be here." John said, a smirk curving his lips. His blue eyes flickered from Rajani and then to Dwayne. "What's the matter, I hurt your ego?"
Dwayne flexed his muscles threateningly. "Not one bit. Nobody takes the shit that comes from that asshole in your face seriously."
"Tell that to your 'fans'. If you have any left who aren't pre-teens obsessed with Disney."
"Guys, we're not doing this right now." Stephanie ordered, rubbing her temples.
Rajani really wanted to tell John to stop mouthing off to her brother, but that would've been a really big mistake on her part, especially wanting to keep her secrets. So she just stepped aside and walked over to sit on the couch, letting Stephanie deal with it. John definitely had his work cut out for him at WrestleMania against Dwayne and Rajani refused to choose sides. However, when Dwayne shot back with John having a mangina, John retaliated something to do with tampons, Rajani had enough and stood up from the couch, tossing her clipboard to the side.
"Cena, unless you have a legitimate reason for being in here, you were interrupting a meeting going on here." Rajani stated when it looked as though Stephanie was losing control.
John looked at her like she had grown a second head. "Actually Raja, I do have a legitimate reason for being here, but it doesn't require your presence." He glanced at Dwayne. "Or yours, sellout."
Making sure to roughly bash his shoulder against the younger man's, Dwayne headed for the door. "Let me know when you're done with the wanna-be wrestler, Steph." He called over his shoulder before stepping out the door.