For the rest of the day we're like tourists. I have to finally admit that Vegas is cool and I don't know what I was worried about. We eat a late lunch at the hotel and then I surprise Dean, and myself. "Go out with the guys" I say suddenly. "I'll look after Dessie. You go have fun. I'm out tomorrow, so it's only fair." He looks at me like I've grown an extra head. "Go" I say again. He shakes his head. "I can't do it Tor" he says. "I can't go out and leave you here thinking what if?" "I won't" I say. "I trust you Jon. Now go out. Please?" He groans and nods, taking out his phone to call the guys. Five minutes later and it's all sorted. "I, uh, need to get changed" he says. I nod and we head up to the room. He heads straight for the shower while I get his clothes ready for him. There's a bang at the door and I answer it quickly before whoever it is wakes Dessie. "Hey Seth"'I say hugging him. "Nice!" he says looking around. I smile and sit back on the bed. "He spoils me too much" I say. He nods. "You're worth it though Tor" he says smiling. "I hear you got our room" I say quietly. He groans and nods. "I swear it's haunted" he says looking at me. "I see you everywhere in there Tor." I shake my head. "Please don't, Seth" I beg. "Don't what?" Dean asks, choosing that minute to walk out of the bathroom. "Don't worry about leaving me here while you go out" I say quickly. "I'm good, Vegas is cool, I'm over it ok?" They both nod and Dean quickly gets dressed. "I love you" he whispers, kissing me before Seth hurries him out the door. I quickly check on Dessie, knowing that she's down for the night anyway, before jumping in the shower quickly.
I've got a text from Dean when I get out. "I miss you already" I read. I laugh. "Stop being such a sap and enjoy yourself, I'm going to bed now so try and be quiet when you come in. I love you." I reply. "Ditto" he replies. I smile and put the phone on the nightstand before cuddling in to his pillow. This time I fall asleep easily.
Quiet. Yeah, like Dean knows the meaning of the word when he's had a drink. He manages to open the door on the third attempt then proceeds to fall flat on his face when the door opens unexpectedly. As the door closes I hear him start to snore. I laugh and curl up in bed again, leaving him on the floor.
The next time I wake the room is bright, and I realise I woke because Dessie is talking in her cot. I roll over and look at her, smiling when she sees me and shrieks loudly. Dean groans as I go to pick her up. I look over and laugh as he sits up, the imprint from the pile of the carpet on his cheek. "Comfy down there papa?" I ask, lifting Dessie out of the cot. He groans, stands up and staggers onto the bed. "I can't remember getting in" he admits finally. I laugh. "I'm not surprised" I say. "I think you must have been asleep before you even hit the floor?" "Was I noisy?" he asks quickly. "Did I wake Dessie?" "Dessie, no" I say. "Me, yeah." "Oh fuck, I'm sorry doll" he groans leaning over to kiss me. "Nuh uh Ambrose" I say turning my head away. "You smell like a brewery! Get in the shower. We need to leave soon for the arena. I'll pack the ring gear while you get yourself human again." He nods and heads for the bathroom as I quickly feed and change Dessie. He calls Hunter and arranges a car while I shower. "No rush doll" he says walking into the bathroom with Dessie. "Car is coming at five, we've got plenty of time." I nod and give him a thumbs up to show I've heard. Dessie yawns and he smiles. "I wore madam out with all the tickles" he says kissing her. "I'm gonna put her down for a nap." He turns around and walks out, leaving me to shower in peace.
He's on the phone again when I get out of the shower. This time though he stands up and walks into the bathroom to continue the call. I shrug and quickly get dressed. The garment bag in the closet is calling me and I sneak a peek. I have to give Chelle credit, the dress is stunning, like the dress I wore to the Hall of Fame ceremony, same colour, same cut, everything. I smile and zip the garment bag back up, hanging it on the outside of the closet door so I don't forget to take it to the arena. I'm just checking on Dessie when he walks back out. "Seth" he says waving his phone. I shrug and he knows straight away I'm pissed. "Torrie" he says. I keep my back to him and finish tucking Dessie's hand back under her blanket, then walk back over to the closet, grabbing some clothes to wear to the arena. "Don't ignore me Tor" he begs. "Since when have you needed to go into the bathroom to take a call from Seth Jon?" I ask, spinning around. He looks at the floor. "Please don't" he says quietly. "Jon" I say. "You either give me the truth or I'm gone. I can't go through this again, not here, of all places." He nods and hands me his phone. I feel awful but I check his call log. He was telling the truth, it really was Seth. "So why all the secrecy?" I ask handing it back to him. He shrugs. "It was meant to be a surprise for you for after the taping tomorrow" he says. "Seth was gonna have Dessie for me to take you out, just the two of us." I groan. "I'm sorry" I say walking over to him. He shakes his head and wraps his arms around me. "I never, ever want to feel like that again Tor" he says looking me in the eye. "You assumed the worst straight away, do you really not trust me that much?" I shake my head. "I trust you Jon" I say. "I promise you, I trust you." He nods. "Good" he says kissing me. "So now we'll just drop the subject ok? I'll tell Seth he's not needed tomorrow..." "You will do no such thing" I say, cutting him off. "A meal with my fiancé is just what I need. I love you Jonathan Good." "I love you too, Torrie Good" he says before kissing me senseless.