He's not in bed when I finally finish in the shower. I quickly dress in a boob tube and hipster shorts, groaning at my reflection in the mirror. I pull my hair up into a bun, quickly put my makeup on, and make my way to the lounge. He's not there either. I frown and head for the kitchen. If I hadn't just put mascara on I'd rub my eyes. Dean and Randy. Sat at the table. Having a civilised conversation. What the actual fuck? Randy sees me first and smiles, standing up and coming to hug me. "Morning princess" he says in that sexy raspy voice of his. He kisses my head and moves straight to the coffee pot. He pours mine and hands it to me, along with another kiss, before he puts bread in the toaster. Dean watches us for a while, and then... "Randal" he says. "While I appreciate everything you've done for Torrie, don't you kinda think all that is my job?" Randy looks at him. "You have got to be kidding me, right?" he asks. "One night. You stay with her for one fucking night in five months and all of a sudden you think that you can muscle your way in here? Well, I can tell you now that it ain't gonna happen Ambrose. This is my home. Mine and Torrie's home. And we have our ways of doing things. And while you're here, you're a guest. So you either put up with the way we do things, or you fuck off back to your own home, with your own guest." Dean looks at him in shock. "Sorry" he finally mumbles. Randy nods. "Me too" he says. "But that's been a long time coming." Dean nods. "I understand" he says. "I completely understand." The toaster pops, signalling the end of the conversation. Randy quickly butters it and hands it to me. "There we go princess" he says kissing my head. "I'm gonna head to the gym. I'll see you in a bit." I nod and kiss him. "Oh Tor" he says as he gets to the front door. I spin and look at him. "You look fucking amazing girl" he smirks as he opens the door. I smile and wave as he goes out and shuts the door behind him.
"Guess that told me, huh?" Dean says as I put the plate and mug of coffee on the table. I nod as I pull the chair out, wincing when I pull it too far and hit my toe. "You ok?" he asks quickly. I nod and he smiles. "Eat up" he says kissing my head. "I wanna spend the morning with you. Beach?" I frown but nod, eating my toast quickly. "I should go change" I say, standing up. He grabs my hand. "Randy was right" he says quietly. "You look fucking amazing. That's my baby in there. I think it's time we showed it off." I shake my head. "Nobody needs to see this" I say. He nods. "I fucking do Tor" he says. "I need to see it every day." I sigh. "Ok" I say, walking into the lounge and finding my flip flops. I grab the keys and my phone and look at him. "Ready?" I ask. He nods, walking towards me. "Just admiring the view" he says kissing me before opening the door.
We walk to the beach. It's not that far really. He has his arm around me and I'm cuddled into his side. We walk along the beach for what seems like ages before my phone rings. I frown and pull it out of my pocket. Seth. "Hey Colby" I say. "Hey babycakes" he says, grinning. "Whatcha smiling about?" I ask quickly. He laughs. "Clearly you haven't seen twitter yet" he says. I shake my head. "Turned my notifications off months ago" I say. He nods. "Um, you may wanna turn them on" he says. "Or at least sneak a peek at the dirt sheets for this morning." I frown. "Uh, ok" I say. He waves and ends the call. I look at Dean and he smiles. "It's probably reaction from last nights Raw" he says turning me to face him and kissing me slowly. I moan and pull him closer, running my hands through his hair. He finally lets me go. "Check it" he says, pulling me down to sit next to him on the hot sand. I pull up the page on my phone, and nearly drop my phone in shock. "Wow" I whisper. "That was quick." He frowns and takes my phone. "Is the Ambrose marriage back on track?" he reads. "Did it really end at all? Wow, the shit these dirt sheets come up with!" He gives me the phone back and I log into my twitter account. Straight away I'm spammed with pictures of Dean and I walking along the beach, kissing. "Guess we've been outed" he says, looking over my shoulder. I nod and stand up. "You're not ok with this, are you?" he asks quietly. I shake my head as I look at him. "I don't know" I admit. "I'm not even sure what's going on." He nods and stands up. "One day at a time Torrie" he says kissing me. "That's all I'm asking for. One day at a time." I nod. "We should get back" I say, looking around. "Before anything else gets posted." He nods. "Can I, uh, put my arm around you?" he asks warily. I nod and wait for him. We walk back to the apartment quickly. Randy still isn't home. I lie on the sofa and Dean watches me. "Frozen?" he asks, smiling. I nod. "Better get used to it Ambrose" I say. "Our baby is gonna be born singing this!" He laughs and starts the DVD. I pat the sofa behind me and he quickly kicks his shoes off before sliding behind me. I'm asleep before "Do you want to build a snowman" comes on.
I wake up quickly. I can feel Dean behind me and I smile. I wonder what's woken me up though. I get the feeling that somebody is watching me so I turn to look at Dean. Not him. Theres a cough from the other sofa. I look and Randy is sat there. I smile at him. "Hey Randal" I say. He smiles. "Hey princess" he says leaning over and kissing me. "Not much sleep last night huh?" I smile. "I got plenty of sleep last night ass hat" I say, feeling Dean wrap his arms around me tighter. "We walked to the beach, and what felt like the length of the beach, and then home. Then we watched Frozen. You know what that does to me." He laughs. "Sleeping before Do you want to build a snowman again?" he says. Dean chuckles. "Yep" he says quietly. "By the way, we are so calling junior Olaf!" "What?" I squeal turning to look at him. He shrugs. "It's a cool name" he says. "Wouldn't work for a girl, of course. But the way he's kicking right now, I bet he's playing football with your bladder and you're cursing him." I smile. "You know me too well" I say smiling as he leans down to kiss me. "I know you the best" he whispers. "I married you." I smile and move his arms from around me so I can stand up. "Pee time" I groan and walk to the bathroom. Dean looks at Randy awkwardly. "Sorry about this morning" he says. Randy nods. "Dean" he says. "You need to realise that Tor and I have done this for months without you. We've got our routines, and our own way of doing things." Dean nods. "I know about you massaging the bump every night" he says. Randy nods. "Well" he says smiling. "Every night I'm home, anyway. It's amazing, feeling that little one move. Best feeling ever." Dean nods. "I'm just getting used to it" he admits. "Getting used to what?" I ask walking back and waiting for Dean to sit up. "How wide you're getting" Randy says laughing. Dean pulls me down to him and kisses my neck. "Ignore the ass hat" he says laughing. I nod as my phone rings. I grab it from the table and groan. "Hey Hunter" I say. "What's up?" "Uh Tor" he groans. "I hate to do this to you, but I'm kinda tied up in a meeting. Could you go to the performance centre for me? I'm meant to be watching a few matches down there and scouting a few guys for the main roster. Think you can manage it?" "Yeah, no problem" I say. "I'll get ready now and go straight away." "Thanks Torrie" he says. "See you later." He ends the call and the guys look at me. "Whatcha doing now boss lady?" Dean teases. "Going to the performance centre" I say. "Gotta scout some talent for the main roster." "Wow!" Randy says sitting up quickly. "Someone got a lot of faith in you! That's huge Tor!" I nod. "I need to change" I say. Dean shakes his head. "Nope" he says. "You're fine as you are." I frown and Randy nods. "Nobody dresses up to go there" he says. "Come on, I'll take you." I run to my room and quickly do my hair and makeup, changing my boob tube for my WWE shirt before running back out to the guys.