"So, we all good now?" I ask, cuddling in to him. He nods as he gets his breath back, kissing my head before exhaling loudly. "Sexy time with you is always good" he finally says. I smile. "Ditto" I say, kissing his chest. "I love sexy time with you. I love you." "Love you too toots" he whispers. "You sure you won't come today?" I nod, looking up at him. "Be good" I say. "And we'll come for Raw." He smiles. "Ok" he agrees, kissing me before getting out of bed. I watch as he dresses before turning to face me. "I really am gonna miss you today Tor" he says quietly. "Hey" I say climbing off the bed and walking to him. "Don't you dare think that just because I'm not there with you today it means I don't want to be. You have no idea now much I'm gonna miss being there today. But Dessie needs a routine Jon. And this house needs a damn good clean." He nods and kisses me before stripping the bed. "Allow me to help, madam" he says,grabbing the dirty bedclothes and carrying them downstairs. I laugh and get dressed quickly before following him down.
Ten minutes later we're saying goodbye on the doorstep. "I love you" he whispers, his forehead against mine. "Love you too" I whisper back. And I do. I love him so much. He kisses me softly and it's all I can do to let him go. I want to grab him and pull him back inside and lock the door behind us. But I can't. "I have to go" he groans, watching as Roman, Seth and Tracey walk up the driveway. I nod, watching the look in his eyes as he watches our daughter getting closer. He runs and takes her from Roman, and I feel so cruel not going with them. It feels wrong keeping her from him, even though it's only for the day. He's talking to her as he walks to me. "Papa is gonna miss you today" he's saying. "But you have momma and auntie Tracey, girls day today Dessie. Papa will see his girls later." He hands her to me then kisses us both. "I'll call you later" he whispers. "I love you Torrie." "Love you too Jon" I whisper, watching as he picks up his bag and makes his way slowly to Roman and Seth. I wave as they walk down the driveway, waiting until they're out of sight before heading into the house and closing the door. I can't watch him leave.
I hear the door open and close and know they've gone. "Hey" Tracey says walking in to the lounge. "You ok?" I nod, then shake my head and burst into tears. "I'm such an idiot" I sob as she carefully takes Dessie from me. She lays her in her basket and turns back to me. "What's wrong Tor?" she asks, sitting me on the sofa and holding my hand. "I used cleaning as an excuse not to go today" I say looking at her. "As if I'd choose cleaning over being with him!" She nods. "I'll help you tidy" she says looking around. "It hardly needs it anyway, we'll get it done in no time. And then, auntie Tracey and Destiny are going to have some bonding time while you get dressed and go to surprise papa at the arena. Go spend some time with him Torrie. I know Seth and Ro wanted to take him to the bar tonight but he just wants to get home. Go to the bar with them. We'll be fine here. Just go and be a normal couple, not just Destiny's parents." I nod and wipe my eyes, knowing she's right.
An hour later and the house is gleaming. "Nice teamwork" Tracey says as I pour a coffee. I nod. "Thank you" I say quietly. She shakes her head. "For fuck sake Tor" she says taking her coffee from me. "If you need help, ask! Nobody is gonna refuse you! Just remember you need time for yourselves too, especially with the work you two do. Now go, get showered and go and surprise him." "I will" I say sipping my coffee. "I've text Hunter, he's sorting me a ticket for the front row. Tonight, I'm just a fan." She smiles. "Perfect plan" she says. "Are you gonna tell Seth or Ro that you're there?" I shake my head. "I'm not going backstage" I say. "If he doesn't notice me in the crowd then I'll see him at the bar." She looks at me warily. "Is that wise?" she asks. "He's not gonna be happy if he finds out you were at the show." I think for a second and nod. "You're right" I say. "I'll make sure he notices me." She smiles. "Like he wouldn't spot you anyway" she says taking my coffee from me and putting it on the cupboard. "Go shower and get pretty. Your husband needs you." I nod and head upstairs to shower.
When I get out, it's time to plan what to wear. I know Dean loves my ass, so I grab a pair of very short shorts and a halter top. He's gonna freak. I dry and straighten my hair before getting dressed and doing my makeup. Tracey comes upstairs and sits on the bed with Destiny. "He's gonna love it" she says smiling. "He really does love you Torrie. So much." I look at her and nod. "I know" I say quietly. "And I love him too. Although some of the fangirls are having a hard time with it." She frowns. "What's happened?" she asks. "Twitter" I sigh. "After our fight last night, Hunter put Jon's cut on twitter. Let's just say I've been called a lot of names today." She smiles. "You haven't checked twitter for a few hours have you?" she asks. I frown and shake my head. She reaches and grabs my phone from the bedside table, clicking on twitter and handing it to me. I've got a new follower. Dean. He actually used his twitter account. Uh oh. I click on his profile and smile at his bio. "Wrestler, husband, father, all round bad guy. I love my wife, fuck the haters." Tracey smiles at the look on my face. "Dessie and I made you this to take" she says picking a banner up off the floor. I turn it over and laugh. "Fuck the haters" I read, nodding. "Come on" she says looking at the time. "Time you left, doors will be opening by the time you get there. Enjoy the show, and fuck the haters." I laugh as I check my reflection. "You look amazing Tor" she says. "Now just go will you?" I kiss Destiny and look at Tracey. "Thank you" I say as she practically pushes me to the door.