"Hunter" Jon growled into his phone early Friday morning. I sighed and lay back in his arms as he took the call. I paid no attention to the conversation as I looked around our bedroom, in our home. It was still strange being back here, but Jon had done his best to make it homely, even setting up a room for Floyd. Yeah, Floyd. The name had stuck, and I was praying for a girl so we could get rid of it. "Jord" Jon said, clearly not for the first time. "Hmmm?" I asked, kissing his chest before looking up at him. "Damn it Jordan Good" he moaned. "Can you not attempt to seduce me while our boss is on the phone please? Hunter wants a word." "What about?" I asked, sitting up quickly and laughing at his face as the blankets dropped from around me. He shrugged. "I forgot" he said, scooting down the bed until his face was level with my stomach. "Hey bubba" he said softly, kissing my stomach. I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. "Phone, Jordan" he said laughing. "Oh shit" I said. "Sorry Hunter. What can I do for you?" "Media rounds" he said laughing. "Obviously we've got the TLC pay per view coming up, and Jon is up for the intercontinental championship. But, for some reason, the promoters don't want him on TV, they want his human side, which means you." "Are you kidding me?" I asked. Hunter laughed. "Nope" he said. "See you later." He ended the call and I threw the phone before looking at Jon. "Why do you have to be such a fucking psycho?" I groaned. He laughed. "So I don't have to do media, obviously" he said, going back to kissing the bump.
"Ok" the producer said as he led me into the studio later that day. "So we'll have you sat on the sofa, just give them a quick breakdown of Dean's mood leading up to the pay per view, and then there'll be a few questions. Got it?" "Got it" I said, glancing over at Jon. Naturally, I wasn"t allowed to go alone. "What I don't get" I said. "Is why you couldn't ask Dean all this." "You're his PA, right?" he asked. I nodded and he shrugged. "There's your answer" he said walking off.
"Joining me right now" the host said into the camera. "Is the PA of one of WWE's hottest stars. Jordan, how is Dean feeling leading up to his huge match at TLC?" "Moody, as you'd expect" I said, feeling instantly relaxed. "But he's bearable. Just." "That's good" she said. "I hear you have to put up with him off camera as well as on. You're married, right?" I nodded, glancing across at him. "We are" I said. "And he's not much different at home to how he is on camera. What you see with Dean is what you get. And I love what I see." She smiled. "Enough to have a mini Dean growing" she said, rubbing my stomach gently. I smiled as Jon growled. "That's mine" he snarled, sitting between us on the sofa. "Hey bubba, it's papa." His voice softened as he rubbed my stomach tenderly. "Ambrose has a human side" the host said, raising an eyebrow. "For my wife, and my baby, yes" he said, not looking up. "For anyone I'm across the ring from, not a hope." He refused a microphone quickly. "Not my interview" he said, waving them away.
We managed to get through the rest of the interview without a hitch. As soon as the cameras stopped rolling Jon was smiling and shaking hands with everyone. "Sorry guys" he apologised. "Can't stay away from my wife, you know? Being on the other side of the studio just wasn't working for me. Jordan, we ready to leave?" I nodded and he smiled, holding my hand. "Love you" he whispered as he led me out of the studio to the car. "Love you too, spoilt brat" I said, smiling.
"How was it? Hey baby" Colby said as we arrived at the arena, I smiled as he rubbed my stomach, laughing as Jon growled at him. "Get your hands off Floyd, Lopez" he warned. "You're touching my son's ass!" That did it, I had to lean on the wall for support. They guys watched me as I laughed, finally grinning at each other and helping me up. "Anyway" I finally spluttered. "Who says it's a boy? Could be your daughters ass!" "Get that thought outta your head right now Rollins" Jon growled. Colby shrugged. "Let's hope she looks like her mother then" he said, kissing my cheek. "See you guys later." He waved and made his way down the corridor.