Birds. Birds? I open my eyes and realise it's light outside. I groan and reach for my phone to check the time. Wow. 10am. Junior let me sleep in today. I roll out of bed and grab last nights shirt before going into the bathroom. I finish up by cleaning my teeth and washing my hands and face before stepping out into the hallway. Randy's door is closed so I walk into the kitchen to start the coffee.
Its nearly midday before Randy surfaces. "Late night?" I ask as he kisses me before going into the kitchen. "Like you wouldn't believe" he moans, leaning on the doorframe. "But, everything is sorted for tonight. The car is picking us up at 7." I smile. "So plenty of time for ass hat cuddles today?" I ask. He grins and walks over to the sofa, waiting for me to move up before sitting down and holding his arms out. "I've always got time to hug you Tor" he says kissing my head. "You never even have to ask." I smile and curl up with my head on his lap. It's not long before I'm asleep.
"Tor" Randy said, gently shaking me. I moan and look at him and he smiles. Wow. I love his smile, the way it reaches his eyes so I know it's genuine. "Hey sleepy" he teases. "It's nearly 3.30, thought you might need to eat something before tonight?" I nod and he smiles, helping me up. He walks with me into the kitchen and I gasp. The table is laid and there's a huge salad in the middle, with plates of ham, chicken and hard boiled eggs next to it. "Someone's been busy" I say as he pulls my seat out and helps me sit. "Only the best for my little lady" he says smiling. Little lady. A sudden flashback to Dean being in the apartment yesterday makes me drop my fork. Dean. He's gonna be there tonight. I'm not sure I can do this anymore. Randy senses my hesitation and looks at me sternly. "Forget crying off on me Ambrose" he warns. "Besides, it's not just me, it's Roman and Seth too, you gonna let us all down? The first person to go to the Hall of Fame with three top superstars as her dates, and you wanna cry off. Typical. Some women are never satisfied." I laugh. I can't help it. Randy just has this amazing way with words that makes me feel completely at ease, like nothing can ever hurt me or go wrong again. Because that's what I'm waiting for. My whole world imploded once, and I'm damn sure it can do it again. I manage to eat a little and Randy smiles. I check the clock and groan. Three hours until the car arrives. Randy chuckles. "Go take a bath while I clean this up" he says. "I'll come wash your back in a few minutes." I smile and jump up from the table. Randy is the best at back washing.
"Ready?" he asks, appearing at the bathroom door. I smile and nod, leaning forward so he can do his job. He scrubs and washes all my doubts away. I moan as he rinses the soap from my back and he laughs. "Tor if I wash anymore I'll wash you away" he chuckles kissing my head. I look at him as he takes up his usual position on the floor. Bath time is Torrie and Randy talk time. He does this because he knows I can't run. "Spill" he says, hugging his knees. I sigh. He knows me too well. "I'm not sure if I can do this" I admit suddenly. "Him being here yesterday, I wasn't comfortable." "Neither were we" Randy growls. I nod. "I'll be fine, right?" I ask. "I've got three hunky bodyguards to keep me safe from him. Cos let's face it Orton, I'm gonna need protecting when he realises I'm there." He nods slowly. "I know" he whispers. "We'll keep you safe Torrie, I swear to you we will." I nod and lean over to kiss him. He smiles and leans up, kissing me gently before standing up. "I'm gonna go shower" he says smiling. I know what's coming next. "You're welcome to come return the favour." I smile and wave as he leaves the bathroom. I wait until he's gone then hold my breath and slide under the bubbles for as long as I can. I groan and get out of the bath, making my way to Randy's bathroom. I can hear him singing to himself in the shower. I take a deep breath and quietly sneak in behind him.
He is still singing as I step behind him. "Sponge?" I whisper in his ear. "Fuck!" he yells spinning around. I laugh as he hugs me. "Jesus Torrie" he moans in my ear. "As much as I'd love to tell you never to do that again, I kinda like having you in here with me." I smile and spin him around. "Sponge" I repeat. He hands it to me along with his expensive shower gel. "Show off" I say, squirting copious amounts of the expensive liquid onto the sponge. He laughs. "Gotta smell good for my adoring fans" he shrugs. I hand him the bottle back and start gently washing along his tattoo. He moans and I smile, starting to go lower and rubbing harder. "Jesus Torrie that feels good" he moans, leaning on the wall for support. I chuckle and carry on washing his back, finally deciding I've finished and laughing as he moans. "If I wash anymore, Randy, I'll wash you away" I say and he moans. "The awkward time your own words come back to bite you in the ass" he says. "Mmmmmm" I say. "Nice ass by the way Randy." I get out of the shower and as I'm grabbing a towel he turns around. "Right back at ya Tor" he moans, eyes burning into my back as I wrap the towel around myself. I smile at him and blow him a kiss before heading back to my room.
It's 5pm. I've got two hours to get ready for this. The first time I'm gonna be face to face with my cheating ex husband in four months. I've had four months to attempt to get over him. It hasn't worked. I love that man still, I love him as much as I did the day I married him. I groan as I moisturise my legs. Overkill really, my dress is long. But it helps take my mind off things so I do it anyway. I massage some into my arms too, then go dry my hair while I wait for the cream to soak in. I hear Randy banging about in his room and smile. He's no good at getting ready for a set time. There is no way that man will be ready for 7. I hear him curse and suddenly my door flies open. He's stood there with a smirk on his face as he watches me dry my hair. "Kinda not dressed in here Randal" I say, watching him in the mirror as he looks me up and down. "I can see that" he says, his eyes dark. To be fair, he's kinda not dressed either, jogging bottoms slung low on his hips to protect his modesty. I bite my lip as he walks over to me. "I'm out of hair product" he says looking over my dresser for something he can use. He grabs a tub of wax and holds it up, asking without speaking. I nod and he kisses my head before heading back to his own room. I smile and carry on getting ready for what will possibly be the biggest mistake of my life.
Its 6.55 now. I finish adding curls to my long blonde hair and switch the curling irons off. I step away from the full length mirror and twist a little to make sure the dress looks ok at the back. The deep V at the back is mirrored at the front, where it comes to just above my bump. The dress is fitted around the bump, then flows to the floor but with a split up to mid thigh. It's a pale turquoise colour, just looking at it I knew I had to have it, even if I had nowhere to wear it. The same colour as my wedding skirt. I shake my head and tease some of my purple curls to the front. Yeah, still two tone, just like Seth. I check my makeup and smile. Smoky eyes, pale lips. I slip my heels on just as there's a knock at the door. "Torrie" Randy calls. "The car is here." "Two minutes" I say, listening until I hear him walk back to the lounge. This is it. No crying off now. I spray myself with a random perfume that Randy got me for my birthday and take a deep breath. I grab my purse off the bed as I walk to the door. I open the door quietly and stand in the hallway listening. Roman and Seth are talking to Randy. I smile and walk slowly to the lounge. Randy spies me first, stopping mid sentence. "Wow" he finally manages to say. Roman and Seth turn around and their faces drop. "Holy fucking shit Torrie" Seth moans. "Is it ok?" I ask, suddenly worried that I need to go find something else to wear. "No" Roman says looking at me. "It's more than ok, it's fucking perfect baby girl." "Right answer Reigns" I say, walking over and taking his arm. "Let's go do this."