When we get to the arena that afternoon Hunter pulls me aside straight away. Dean takes Destiny to the locker room to meet the guys and Tracey while I go with Hunter to the office. "Gonna let me know what I've done?" I ask as we walk. He chuckles. "Why do you always assume the worst?" he asks looking at me. I shrug. "Past experience with you" I smirk. "You always catch me out of my comfort zone." We walk into his office and I freeze. There's a woman in there I don't know. "Relax" he says laughing. "Michelle, this is Torrie Ambrose. Torrie, this is Michelle, my PA. Pain in the Ass." I look at Michelle as she rolls her eyes, clearly this isn't the first time he's told that joke. She smiles as we shake hands. "Nice to meet you" she says. "I guess from now on I'll be your first port of call when he pisses you off, or tells you to do something you don't wanna do. I've already had Batista in here complaining today." I smile, I like her already. "Torrie tells me herself when I piss her off" Hunter laughs. I nod as Michelle laughs. "Right" she says. "I'd better go get the stuff ready for your board meeting. Good meeting you Torrie." "You too" I say smiling. "If he pisses you off, come tell me, I'll sort him out!" She laughs as Hunter glares at us. "Don't you dare Michelle" he warns. "She means what she says." "Ooh a dare Hunter?" she asks. "I'll bear that in mind." She winks at me as she walks out of the office, the door closing softly behind her. I sit in the chair opposite his desk and fold my arms, looking at him like a petulant child waiting to be told off. "Right" he says. "We have a problem..."
I finally make my way back to Dean half an hour after I first left him. Tracey is in the locker room with Destiny when I get there. "Hey" she says smiling as I walk in. "The guys have gone to catering , leaving me and Dessie to have girl talk." I smile, kissing Destiny on the head. "How has she been?" I ask grabbing my bag. "Good" she says frowning. "What are you looking for? Jon told me everything is in the change bag." "It is" I say looking at her. "Well, everything except my ring gear." "Ring gear?" she half yells, making Destiny jump. "Yeah" I say. "We kinda got a problem. Apparently, they're not comfortable with me fighting Layla at SummerSlam because we're both faces. So I gotta turn heel. Tonight." "Shit Tor are you ready?" she asks. I nod. "Tonight will be fine" I say. "Hunter watched me fight Jon so he knows I can take what's gonna happen tonight." "Which is?" she asks smiling. I smirk. "Watch and see" I say, heading in to the bathroom to get changed.
When I walk out, the guys are back. Dean frowns at me. "The hell are you wearing that for?" he asks. "I got a match" I say, putting my street clothes in my bag. He's beside me straight away. "A word?" he asks, not waiting for me to answer before dragging me in to the bathroom. I wait for him to close the door before launching myself at him. He moans as our mouths collide, his tongue invading my mouth practically straight away. "Doll" he whispers huskily. "Are you ready for this?" "Jon" I moan. "I've wrestled you, I'm ready for a divas tag match!" "Tag?" he asks, putting me down. "Well why didn't you say so? You'll piss that!" I laugh and kiss him quickly before sorting my gear out again. He gets me so flustered. He smiles as he watches me sort myself out. "I love you" he whispers. "Love you too" I say kissing him before opening the door. Roman has Destiny on his lap. He's talking to her and she's smiling up at him and cooing back. Dean laughs. "Think she's telling you off Ro" he says. Roman pauses, then grins before answering. "Nope" he says. "She's telling me to tell her papa there's a present in her diaper." I laugh as Dean groans. "Destiny Mae Good" he says taking her from Roman. "That's not very ladylike is it?" I grab the change bag for him and he heads into the bathroom with her.
"Everything ok?" Seth asks, gesturing towards the bathroom. I nod. "Perfect" I say. "I'm gonna head to catering while he sorts Dessie out, because my men couldn't wait for me!" "In our defence" Seth says holding his hands up. "We know how long your meetings with Hunter usually are, especially when you argue constantly with everything he has to say." I shrug. "Your point is?" I smirk. He laughs. "Go to catering Tor" he says opening the door. "You're cranky when you're hungry." I laugh and playfully slap him as I walk past him. He growls and pretends to run after me. I squeal and run down the corridor to catering.
"Torrie!" Randy yells, running up to me and picking me up, squeezing the life out of me in the process. "Need to breathe ass hat!" I say slapping him. He laughs and kisses me softly before putting me down. "Feed me Randal" I groan. He nods and grabs my hand, leading me over to the food. "Carbs?" he asks. I nod. "Tagging with Layla" I say. "Think I'm gonna need it." "Chicken and pasta for you" he says, piling a plate up and handing me a juice. We walk to a table and he sits opposite me. "Eat" he instructs. I salute him and pick up the fork. He watches every move I make. "Spill Randal" I groan, knowing there's something on his mind. He sighs. "Would you stop being so damn perceptive?" he growls. I shake my head and shovel another forkful of pasta into my mouth. "Spill" I say again. "Layla" he says simply. "I didn't mean for it to happen. Or for you to walk in." "That was my fault" I say holding my hands up. "I should have given you the key back from the start." He shakes his head. "That's your key" he says. "Use it whenever you want. There's not gonna be a repeat performance." I nod slowly. "I mean it" he says. "Not. Gonna. Happen." I shrug and finish my food. We listen as the music signalling the start of Raw plays. "Got a match?" I ask as he stands up. He nods. "Roman later" he says. "No doubt you'll be down for that one. But first I've got a promo with Hunter in the ring." "Kick ass, ass hat" I say standing up and hugging him. He nods and kisses me before heading to the gorilla position. I grab a bottle of water then quickly head back to the locker room.