Chapter 3

I stood in front of Roman, watching as he squatted down, a pile of weights draped on either side of his shoulders. When he came up from the squat and opened his eyes he was surprised to see me, so much so that he almost dropped the weights.

"Don't do that. You scared the shit out of me." he said.

I slid the headphones down around his neck and smiled. "Sorry, I didn't want to scare you mid-squat. You could've thrown out your back."

He stuck his tongue out at me, like a giant child and sat down on a weight bench."What's up?"

I sat down beside him. "We didn't get a chance to talk last night. And we really need to."

He let out a sigh and I knew he didn't really want to deal with these feelings. I didn't want too either since all they were doing was causing heartbreak but we all needed to figure out what was going on between us.

"I know. I was really worried when Dean said you might be pregnant." he started.

"Yeah, I know. Weren't we all." I held his hand, gently tracing the callouses of his palm.

"But i think if you had been pregnant I would've been ok with it. I would've been the father even if it wasn't mine." The way he looked at me, I knew he was serious. It almost scared me, seeing how dedicated he was. "I just wanted you to be safe. But you closed everyone off..."

"I know...but like I told Seth you guys have to understand that i needed to figure things out for myself."

"Figure things out like going to TNA and getting dragged around on a leash by Jeff?" He questioned.

"Ok, ok, i should probably explain that that was totally in character. His "alter ego" Willow was all crazy and dark and my character was like his even more insane uh...partner. So like it was like the Brood but like in more modern times. The leash and straight jacket were my ideas."

"Oh really? You like being dragged around like a puppy?" he said, a bit of lightheartedness to his voice.

"I think the leash looked really cute on me. Besides once Matt came around we broke away from the gig although I kept my character. Jeff and Matt wanted to be tag team champions again so there wasn't much room for me. You watched me on TNA?"

"It was an accident, sort of. I thought that you might have gone back to Jeff so a few months after battleground I checked TNA just to see. And you were there. I recognized your tattoos. I got upset. I thought you and Jeff had gotten back together."

I shook my head vigorously. "Oh no, no, he just helped me get into the business. And actually I was working a lot more with the Knockouts more than anything. But um...there was a night where Jeff and I...slipped up."

Roman stood up quickly. "Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"No i'm not. And I'd rather be honest with you than you never knowing at all. It was a mistake obviously, we got out of hand when we were celebrating me winning the Knockouts belt. But there wasn't really anything there..."

Roman pushed stray hairs out from his face and scowled. "How stupid can you be?"

"Uh, very stupid obviously. I've never made the best decisions in my life. There's only a few i'm proud of. Meeting you, Seth, and Dean, and coming back to the WWE, getting started in wrestling and never completing college." I stood up to him, looking him dead in the eye. "How about we try starting over? It's a new year anyway and even if you don't want to be with me, I'd still like to be friends, if that's ok with you."

"No, it's not okay, Leena. I could never be your friend. I won't turn into another Jeff, hovering over you while my feelings get burried. You're a heartbreaker you know that?"

Those words took me aback. I never expected Roman to say anything like that. It hurt to hear it but it must've been true, especially after what Seth told me last night. "I do now Roman. If you don't want to be friends, that's ok. I-i won't force you to do..."I swallowed back my tears, very well thinking that this might be the last time I would ever be with Roman.

"I don't want to be your friend because I want to be your lover. I've never felt so empty without you by my side. So...yeah I want to start over but I still want to be with you." Roman said.

I hugged him tight, wrapping my arms around his neck with a goofy grin on my face. "I'd like that very much. Hi, I'm Leena, you come here often?"

Roman chuckled. "That's your pick up line?"

"Yeah, now c'mon play along. It's funny."

"Fine." He set his strong hands on my hips. "I'm Joe. Nice to meet you."

"Can I call you Leati?"

"No."

"Why not?" I asked.

"I never liked my name. People can't pronounce it." he replied.

"Lay-ahh-tee. See I can say it. It's almost like your FCW ring name."

"Hmm, maybe I'll let you say it. Your lips look sexy when you do."

"Oh yeah? Leati~" I laughed after moving my lips slowly around every syllable. "Maybe I'll stick to Roman for a bit longer. And you should probably hit the showers. You sweat like a pig!"

"Hmm, can you meet me in the showers?" Roman asked, his big tongue slipping out to lick his full lips. Damn...

"Ro, if I denied Seth yesterday what makes you think I'll let you have what you want?"

"I'll let you wash my hair."

"Alright then, see you in the showers!"

"You are the only person in the world that I've ever let do this." Roman said. "And I can't believe you've got me on my knees in a dirty ass gym shower."

"How else would I have been able to wash your hair? You're taller than me and my arms would've gotten tired." His hair felt like silk sliding threw my fingers. I loved playing with his hair, the rare chances that I got to anyway.

"Are you almost done? You've been 'washing' it for almost 15 minutes. My knees are killing me."

"Fine, fine. I guess you can rinse off. You fun ruiner." He shook his head in disbelief and got under the showerhead, letting the waterfall dowse his body completely. I ran my fingers over his wet body, stopping myself at his hips before I went any lower. "They're going to me me be on Total Divas. Ain't that some bullshit? It's the last thing i want to do."

"Why would you even agree to do it then?" Roman asked, wiping the water from his face.

"Because they said if I agreed to be on the show then I could train the girls. If they recorded me training them it would hype them up to be better and stronger and maybe have better reactions from the fans. I just want to train them so I had to agree, though what they're paying me isn't bad either."

"So what, do Seth and I have to be on the show?" He grabbed my body wash and added some to the palms of his hands. He rubbed the cool soap along my skin making me shiver.

"Um...I mean it wouldn't be the first time you've been on there. Hell Dean was on there stuffing his fucking face the whole time. It would be nice so I wouldn't go insane being surrounding by women all the time."

"I'll think about it...but I won't like it."

"I know you wont. I don't like it either but business is business. Now are you gonna keep washing my tits all day?You've been rubbing soap on them this whole time."

Roman looked down at his hands which seemed to be glued to my chest. "You keep touching my hair so now we're even. you and your hair fetish"

"It's only a fetish when it comes to your hair! Now switch spots with me so I can rinse off, this shower ain't big enough for the two of us."

Let me tell you I've never been so pissed at Randy Orton in my entire life. But you know theyre just setting their feud up for a match at SummerSlam. Why can't they just give Roman the belt already. Hot damn.