"What?" I ask, not believing what I heard. "I'm coming home" he repeats. "Back to WWE. I could see you weren't comfortable here last night babe. The rats at the party, the blood at the match. I can't have my wife not being happy. Because that's what I want Tor. I want you happy for the rest of our lives. You and Dessie are the most important things in my life and I'm gonna keep it that way. I won't do anything that makes you unhappy Tor." He shifts slightly and ends up on the floor. He looks up at me as he reaches under the bed. "So" he says suddenly. "I'll ask you again. I meant every word Torrie. You are my life, and I want to spend every second of it with you. I love you Ambrose. Will you marry me?" I look at him through the tears. He's on one knee and has produced a ring from somewhere. "You're such a dork Ambrose" I sob. He nods, looking up at me. "Only around you Tor" he says softly. I nod. "Yeah I'll marry you" I whisper. He smiles and gently slides the ring on my finger. He stands up and pulls me up, hugging me tightly. "Know what I want now?" he whispers. I look up at him and he groans as he wipes my tears away. "What?" I ask quietly. "My fiancee" he whispers, kissing my head. "On top of me. Naked. Except for her engagement ring." I smile. I can't help it. "Let's do it then" I groan and kiss him hungrily.
"Wow" he moans breathlessly as I lie next to him. "Some thing like that" I pant, cuddling into his chest. "No backing out now Tor" he whispers. "We just sealed the deal. Now you gotta marry me." I nod as he grabs his phone. "Sexy selfie" he says smiling. I put my hand on his chest as he takes the photo. He smiles as he looks at it. "I love you" he whispers. He puts his phone down and kisses me softly. After a while he rolls over until he's on top of me. "Oh god" he moans as I shift slightly and pull him into me. I wrap my legs around his hips and pull him in closer. "I love you" I whisper in his ear. "Oh god I fucking love you so much Jon." He moans and pulls me over on top of him. "Tell me again" he moans. "I love you" I moan, moving slowly and looking him in the eye. "I love you so much Jonathan Good." "Show me" he whispers grabbing his phone. I bite my lip and look at him, smiling when he moans. "I'm gonna get a picture of this" he warns. "Of how happy we are." "We're having sex Jon!" I squeal. He shrugs. "Nobody knows that" he says. I shrug and cover my boobs with my hands before looking down at him. "You look so fucking sexy" he moans as I bite my lip and arch my back, he hasn't stopped moving yet and he's driving me crazy. I hear him take the photo before he throws the phone and grabs my hips, moving slowly but harder. "My turn" I warn, grabbing my phone and switching it to camera. He gives me the hottest look ever, full of love and desire, and I quickly capture it before throwing my phone with his and leaning forward to kiss him softly. "I love you" he moans, pulling me down onto him and starting to move faster. "Jon!" I moan. He smirks and nods. "I feel it babe" he says. "Let go, for me?" I nod and start moving faster, screaming his name as everything explodes. "Fuck Torrie!" he moans thrusting up harder. "Ah fuck!" He pulls me onto him hard and I feel the warmth as he spills into me. We get our breath back before I lie next to him. He wraps his arm around me and picks our phones up. He hands me mine and pushes a few buttons on his before smiling and putting it on the bedside cupboard. My phone vibrates in my hand and I look at it quickly. Uh oh. He's used his twitter account. I look at it quickly and groan. He's tweeted the picture he just took, with the caption "how sexy is my wife?" Straight away the notifications start attacking his phone. I check the comments on my phone. "Lucky bastard" Seth has replied before retweeting it. Drake, Jake, Sami, Seth, Roman, Layla, Randy, Hunter and Stephanie have all favourited it. There are a few comments from fans but I don't dare look at them. "I can't believe you just tweeted that" I say looking at him. He smiles. "It's a beautiful picture of a beautiful woman" he says kissing my head. I smirk. "Payback" I say quickly tweeting the picture of him. He smiles. "I don't care babe" he says softly. "And what they don't know is how happy we were when those pictures were taken, or why." I smile. "Wanna bet?" I ask. He grabs his phone quickly and groans. "Ambrose sex face" he reads. I smile.
Seth texts me. "Were you actually having sex taking pictures?" he asks. I laugh and show Dean. He dials Seth quickly. "Hell fucking yes" he says as soon as Seth answers. Seth laughs. "Love your sex face Ambrose" he says. "Whats the occasion anyway?" "She said yes!" Dean yells. "She's marrying me again Seth! And that sex face is only for Torrie!" "And all your fans" Seth laughs. "Twitter is going mad!" "Uh oh" Dean groans. "Wait till I comment" Seth laughs and hangs up. "Uh doll" Dean says handing me my phone. "Think our secret is about to be out." I groan as the notification hits my phone. Seth has tweeted. "Gotta love the Ambrose's tweeting their sex pics to the world #congratsontheengagement #weddingnumber2" I smile and show Dean as his phone beeps. "Oh my god" he says showing me. "I wish Dean would look at me like that, Torrie is a lucky woman" I read. "Indeed I am" I say kissing him. His phone rings and he smiles. "You finished?" Drake asks. "Yeah" Dean laughs. "What's up?" "You coming to the show tonight?" Drake says. Dean looks at me and I nod. "We'll be there" he says. "See you soon." He hangs up and cuddles into me straight away. "Love you Ambrose" he says wrapping his arms around my waist.