Holy. Shit. He gets in the ring, dressed in trunks. Just trunks. I'm too used to him wrestling in trousers and his swat vest. This, I could get used to. I glance across the ring and see the girls from the bathroom waving at him. He winks and laps up the boos he's getting from the crowd. He glances at me but purposely doesn't acknowledge me like he does at WWE, it wouldn't be right. This crowd doesn't know who I am. They're not the fans I'm used to, these fans are brutal, screaming for blood. WWE isn't their style. I watch as Jake walks to the ring, looking at the cage around the ring before getting in. He looks straight over at me and winks. The girls from the bathroom look at me and smile. "Later?" they mouth. I nod and smile before looking back at the ring.
I spend most of the match looking at my phone and texting Chelle. As soon as Dean got split open I couldn't watch any more. Jake seems to delight in sending Dean into the mesh in front of me. I shake my head slightly and Dean blinks slowly, letting me know he understands. I can't watch him like this. "Fuck Chelle" I text. "This is brutal, his face is a mask of blood." "Breathe Tor" she texts back. "It's a tiny bit of blood that's spread with the sweat, just remember that." I shake my head as I watch the blood drip down his face and drop to the canvas. That ain't no tiny bit of blood, that's a river. The bell ringing makes me look up from my phone. He won. Dean won. The crowd isn't impressed. Boos ring out as he gets out of the ring and slaps a few hands before making his way to the back. Jake gets out and walks over to me. "My place later?" he asks. I glance at the girls, they're watching me warily. I nod. "Sure" I say. He smiles and slaps my hand before making his way to the back.
My phone beeps. Dean. "I'm ok babe" I read. I smile. "Hi" one of the girls says, appearing next to me. "We saw Jake come to you. You wanna catch a ride to his place?" "You leaving now?" I ask, frowning. She nods. "Yeah" she says. "Jake and Mox will be leaving now too. Did you see Mox? The way he looked at us? Some major comforting is in order there I think." I smile. "Let me just text my boyfriend" I say standing up. She nods as I text Dean. "I got a ride to Jake's with those girls" I text. "I'll see you there." "Can't wait" he texts back. "I know what's under those shorts." I smile and walk off with the girls. "Enjoy the show?" one asks as we get into a car. I nod. "It was good" I say. "That Mox guy, he's got something." "Yeah" the one with the lipstick says. "An ex wife he needs to get over!" We all laugh. "Here we go" one says finally. "We're here. They beat us. Jake drives like a madman!" I laugh and get out of the car, looking up at the apartment block. "Come on" lipstick says, grabbing my arm and leading me up to the apartment.
"Good to see you girls!" Jake says as we walk into the kitchen. Every surface is covered in bottles, beer, vodka, whisky, and bottles of mixers. "Help yourself to drinks" Jake says. "Mox is just freshening up. He won't be long." He looks pointedly at me and I know that Dean has warned him not to say anything about me to the girls. I smirk and Jake winks before grabbing a beer. He offers me one and I take it quickly. "Ladies ladies ladies" Dean drawls, walking into the room. The girls I came with are around him straight away. He makes small talk with them before looking up and catching my eye. "And who have we here?" he asks walking over to me. The girls are clearly annoyed. "She's never even watched CZW before, Mox!" lipstick complains. "She only came cos her boyfriend was there." "Oh yeah" Jake says looking at me. "He is coming, right?" I nod. "He'll be here in some shape or form throughout the night I imagine" I say looking at Dean. "See Mox" lipstick says tugging on his arm. "She's taken." He nods, clearly thinking. "Hey" he says suddenly. "I bet your boyfriend wouldn't mind if I gave you a kiss, right?" The girls look at me in shock. I shrug. "Probably not" I say. "I mean, you're Mox, right?" He smirks and nods. "Indeed I am" he says. "And you are?" "Your new biggest fan" I say quietly. The girls look at me in horror. "No fucking way!" Lipstick says. "Mox we've known you from the start!" He waves their protests away, pulling me towards him. "Well then, fan girl" he says looking me in the eyes. "Let's see how much of a fan you are. Kiss me." I bite my lip as I look up at him. He moans as I pull him towards me and gently kiss his cheek. He shakes his head. "Nuh uh doll" he growls. He pulls me back to him and kisses me softly, moaning as I deepen the kiss, pulling him as close to me as I can get him. Jake clears his throat and we pull apart quickly. The girls are shooting daggers at me, it's not helped by the fact that Dean hasn't let go of my hand. "Stop playing with them Mox" he says laughing. Dean laughs. "Ladies" he says turning to them. "Allow me to introduce you to Torrie. My ex wife." Their faces drop. "And you're letting her be here with someone else?" lipstick asks. "You really are over her aren't you?" He shakes his head straight away. "She's here with me" he says. "We're back together. Permanently." Jake smiles. "They caught me out with that trick earlier" he admits. "But Mox, I've never seen you so happy, so Tor, you're obviously doing something right!" Dean winks at me. "She does everything right" he says bluntly. "Babe" I say, tugging on his arm. "Bathroom?" "This way" he says pulling me along the corridor.
"Oh god, I think they're gonna kill me" I groan as soon as he shuts the door behind us. He laughs and shakes his head. "What makes you think that?" he asks softly. "Well" I say looking at him. "All the way here they were talking about how they were gonna help Mox get over his ex wife, and the whole time I'm sat in the car with them!" He laughs. "They'll be fine" he says pulling me to him and kissing my head. "Shit!" I say quickly. "Your head. Let me see." He groans and lifts his hair from his eyes. "It's only small..." he starts. I look at him. "One of them is, yeah" I admit. "I'm more concerned with that big one across your forehead though!" He grimaces slightly. "Yeah" he says. "Guess I split a bit easier than I used to. I'm ok Tor, I promise." I nod and pull him back to me. "Kiss me Ambrose" I moan, pulling his head down to mine. He moans and kisses me hard straight away. His hands roam up my sides, sliding under my bikini top and pinching my nipples gently. "Fuck Jon" I moan. He looks at me, his eyes dark. "Torrie" he moans. I look up at him and straight away we're fumbling at each other's buttons. I get his undone first and pull his jeans and boxers down in one go. He manages to slide my shorts down and picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist as he leans me against the wall. "Fuck!" he moans as he slides into me. "This ain't gonna last long doll. Knowing you were commando under those shorts has driven me crazy all afternoon. Ah fuck yes!" I bite on his neck and he hisses and moves faster, pulling me down onto him harder and harder. "Fuck!" he yells. "Gonna come Tor, oh fuck yeah!" He kisses me softly as we get our breath back. "If you two are quite finished christening my bathroom" Jake says knocking on the door. "Some of the others have turned up." "Be right out" Dean calls, winking at me. I smirk as he puts me down. "Really need to learn to control ourselves Jon" I say grabbing my shorts and pulling them back on. "Wheres the fun in that?" he frowns, buttoning his jeans up. "True" I say kissing him softly. "I love you Jon." "Love you more than you can ever imagine doll" he whispers, looking me in the eyes. "Now let's go party and have some more fun."