Jon was just pulling on his shorts when I woke up the next morning. I yawned and stretched before looking at him, eyes filled with lust as I watched him pull his vest over his head. "Guess again wifey" he whispered, leaning over and kissing my head. "I have to go work out. Joe is expecting me..." "Can he be expecting both of us?" I asked quietly. "I don't want to be left here alone. If she realises you're not in here..." "Get dressed" he ordered gruffly. I nodded and grabbed my gym stuff from my bag. Playing the Renee card worked better than I thought it would. He watched as I pulled my hair into a messy bun and pulled on my trainers. "Come on" he said, holding out his hand and opening the door as I grabbed my phone and headphones. He smiled and kissed me as I took his hand, letting him lead me to the elevator.
"About time Ambrose" Joe grumbled as Jon stepped out of the elevator. "Oh, hi Jord. Wasn't expecting you too. Sorry." "No problem" I said quietly as Jon explained about Renee. "Shit Jord, you ok?" Joe asked, voice full of concern. I nodded. "I'm good" I said. "Just not willing to let this one out of my sight for longer than I have to." He smiled. "Come on" he said. "Let's go get this workout done."
Jon put his arm around me without a thought. "Jon" I whispered, looking around at the lobby full of fans. He shrugged. "I don't care" he said. "Let them say whatever they want to say. We, and the people who matter, know the truth. Come on." I let him lead me out to the waiting car, hold the door open for me to get in, and close it as soon as he was at next to me. "I mean it" he said, holding my hand. "I don't care anymore." I nodded, taking my phone out of my pocket and logging in to my Twitter account. "Oh damn" I said. He frowned and took the phone from me. Pictures of him with his arm around me were already on there. They had tagged Renee in them too. "Dean Ambrose leaving with his arm around his PA" he read. "Bet those arms were around Renee a few minutes ago though!" He shook his head and looked at me out of the corner of his eye. I was talking to Joe, trying to get it out of my head. "Babe" Jon said, nudging me and handing back my phone. I took it from him and carried on talking to Joe. "So yeah" I said, sliding the phone back into my pocket. "Last night was eventful, to say the least. I'm glad it's sort of in the open now though." Joe nodded. "Never thought you'd tell Colby before me though Jon" he said, glancing at Jon. "Neither did I" Jon said gruffly. "But you know what he gets like when he just won't leave something alone. What happened when we left the bar?" "Renee went in on him" Joe said smiling. "Asked him who's side he was really on." "She what?" I asked as my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out as Jon glanced away. "Jon?" I asked, frowning at him.
"I had to" he said quietly, still not looking at me. "Fuck dude" Joe said, taking his phone out and checking Twitter too. "The fuck have you done?" I sat in silence as I read his reply to the tweet. "His arms were around me all night" I read. "Just as they have been for the past two years. Deal with it." The replies that followed were all calling me a liar, saying how he was in love with Renee and I was just a one night only. I smiled. "Some romance then, a one night only while his girlfriend is in the same hotel as us? Go figure!" Joe grinned as he read my response. "Don't take any shit" he warned as the car pulled up outside the gym. I nodded and smiled as Jon held my hand again. "I fucking love you" he whispered, opening the door and pulling me out of the car. "Needless to say, I love you too" I said as he led me into the gym. "But Jon, that tweet..." "Was something that needed to be said" he replied. "End of subject Jord. Come on." I sighed and followed him into another room.
"Hey guys!" a diva yelled, running up to us. "Hi Jordan. Nice to formally meet you. I'm Paige. It's so good to meet the girl who tamed Ambrose..." "Weren't you convinced that was Renee?" I asked as Jon smirked beside me. "Uh, well, yeah, but..." Paige mumbled. I smiled. "Relax" I said. "You were just going on information you were being given. She's your friend, you had no reason to not believe her..." "She's no friend of mine Jordan" Paige growled. "Oh please!" I shrieked. "I've seen your Instagram Paige! And I've watched total divas." "Friends don't lie to each other Jordan" she said, turning to Jon. "Congratulations Ambrose. I like her. She can stay." She smiled sweetly at him before skipping away.
"Ambrose!" Colby called over. Jon glanced at him as the gym went quiet. It felt like every pair of eyes was on us. "What does this remind you of?" Colby asked, pulling down on a lateral pull weights machine. The squeak it let out was deafening. Colby did it a few more times for effect, grinning over at us. "Your bed last night!" he yelled finally. Jon frowned. "The fuck you talking about Lopez?" he yelled. "Oh come on man!" Colby said walking over to us. "Everyone on our floor heard it..." "What room Colby?" I asked quickly before Jon could say anything. "225" Colby said without hesitation. I grinned. "Try again" I said, patting him on the shoulder. "Not our room. Not even our floor. Ours was the one with the psycho bitch banging on our door every half hour till security dealt with her." The room went eerily quiet. I turned around slowly as Renee stepped inside the doors. "Psycho bitch reporting for duty" she sneered.