"Damn Ambrose!" Colby growled as he sat on the edge of the bed. "This is huge! If this gets out..." "Which is exactly why I said it's a fucking secret Rollins!" Jon growled back. I couldn't stay silent any longer. "What have you done Jon?" I asked quietly, sitting up and looking at them both. Jon looked at the floor. "Jord" he said. "I didn't mean to, he just wouldn't leave it." "You tell anyone else and soon it's gonna only be Renee who doesn't actually know" I said. He nodded sheepishly. "I'm not gonna say anything" Colby said. "At least, I think I'm not. I'm kinda drunk. I promise weird shit when I'm drunk. Remind me tomorrow?" I smiled. "Sure" I said. "Who knows, you might forget everything when you've sobered up a little." Jon shook his head. "That never happens" he said. "He always remembers the strangest things!" "And this is about as strange as it gets" Colby said, standing up. "Ambrose has been in a committed relationship for how long? A year and a half? And I'm only finding out now because I'm drunk? Man, we used to be close..." "Strange how a chair shot changes things isn't it?" I asked bitterly. Colby winced visibly as Jon grinned. "Yeah" he said looking at Colby. "My girl is a wrestling anorak. Unlucky. She holds grudges too." Colby smiled. "I better go" he said, shaking Jon's hand. "Congrats mate, I'm pleased for you. Obviously you too Jordan. I'm looking forward to getting to know you, and seeing you around. I'll see myself out. Night guys." We said goodnight and watched as he let himself out into the hallway.
"What? No." he said before the door closed. The next voice sent chills up my spine. "Is that Jon's room?" Renee asked again. Colby groaned. "Yeah, it is" Jon said, running to the door. He put his foot against the door so she couldn't open it any further. "What do you want Renee?" "What time are you going for breakfast?" she asked flirtatiously. "I think we need to be seen together tomorrow." He shook his head. "Sorry" he said. "No can do. I have a breakfast meeting with Jordan tomorrow, discussing her new job." "Jordan?" she spat. "Your PA? Since when do you do breakfast meetings Jon?" "Since now" he said. "Night Renee." He didn't give her a chance to answer before slamming the door in her face.
"Damn I've missed being able to hold you" he whispered, stripping quickly and sliding into bed next to me. I smiled weakly, letting him pull me into his arms. "What's wrong?" he asked quietly, kissing my head. "Renee" I said simply. He nodded. "I know" he said. "Jordan, I know how much you're against it, but I think we need to go public. It's the only way to stop her." I nodded. "I know" I said. "And we will. But not yet, ok? We're not ready for that yet." He nodded. "Ok" he said. "Sleep. We've got a breakfast meeting in the morning." I smiled and cuddled into him. "Indeed we do" I said.
We managed to avoid the subject of Renee until halfway through our breakfast the next morning. "Hi Jon" she said, smiling sweetly at him. "Good morning Jordan. I don't think we've met properly." "Believe me" I said, smiling back at her just as sweetly. "If you mattered, I would have made sure I met you. But you don't, at least, not to me anyway. The only real people that matter to me are Jon and Hunter. Your opinion is completely invalid to me. With that being said, unless what you have to say to me is professional and about Jon, then I suggest you keep it to yourself. Sorry, Jon, I'll see you at the arena later. I have some things to sort out for your meet and greet later." I stood up, dropped my napkin on the table and walked off with a slight spring in my step and a smirk plastered across my face.
Colby caught up to me as I waited for the elevator. "Mind if I share?" he asked, gesturing at the doors. I shook my head. "Be my guest" I said, smiling as the doors slid open. He got in and waited for the doors to close before addressing the elephant in the room. "So" he said. "You and Jon, huh?" "Yep" I said. "Me and Jon. Not Jon and Renee..." "Renee" he laughed. "Man, her face just then when you tore her a new one! You do realise that's not the last you're going to hear of this, right?" I smiled as the doors slid open on my floor. "Exactly what I was counting on" I said, stepping onto the landing. "Because believe me, she hasn't heard the last of it yet either."
"Christ! Jord!" Jon growled as he walked into the room half an hour later. "Man that woman can bitch!" "Should my ears be burning?" I asked, walking out of the bathroom. Jon froze, looking me up and down. "Ok" he said slowly. "Where the hell did you get the clothes?" "Hunter" I said, twirling. "He got me a personal stylist. Ok, so it's only for one night, but hey, may as well make the most of it, right?" He looked me up and down again before nodding. "I don't think I can concentrate on any meeting I have tonight" he admitted. I grinned. "Thats ok" I said, giving him the script for Raw. "Looks like I get to answer for you anyway." He smirked as he read through it. "Oh boy" he said. "This is gonna be fun."