Chapter 57: Valentine's Day Proposal

Amanda's POV; February 14

"Amanda . . . Amanda . . ." I hear that familiar husky voice of his whisper into my ear as I continue my now light slumber, his breath tickling my skin as I feel his hand skimming itself across my bare stomach. I slowly open my eyes and look up to see Randy's blue eyes looking down at my own, a small smirk playing on his lips as I let out a small yawn. "Good morning baby!"

"Good morning to you too honey," I say with a smirk as I turn around in his grip, his big, strong, tattooed covered arms holding me in a comfortable embrace. "Happy Valentine's Day . . ."

"Happy Valentine's Day to you too baby . . ." he tells me back with a grin on his face as I rest my head on his bare shoulder. "You don't have any company work today do you?"

"Nope . . . I'm free today," I say with a nod of my head as I let my fingers trace out a few of his bare abs. "I have no house shows to participate in and I'm not scheduled to do any red carpet events or charity work either, so yeah, my schedule is completely clear today. . . Why do you ask?"

"I asked you if you were free today for one simple reason," he tells me with that cute smirk of his. "I want to spend the whole day with the woman I love, without any interruption. It is Valentine's Day after all."

"It is the most lovey-dovey day of the year after all," I say with a smirk as I nuzzle the crook of his neck. "Do you even have anything planned for us today honey? Staying in bed with you is a nice idea, but you can't expect us to do it for the whole day, especially when we're traveling with our kids, and your little brother."

"Don't worry . . . I have everything planned right up here in my good ol', voice infested noggin," Randy tells me with a grin as he points to his temple. "Trust me baby, everything will be fine."

"Alright, I trust you . . ." I say with a smirk as I peck his cheek. "So, what are we going to do about breakfast today hmm?"

"There's a nice little café down the street that we can try, well . . . if you're up to it," he suggests to me as I feel his fingers along my hips. "If not, we can always stay here in our hotel room and order some room service."

"Hmm . . . staying in the warm indoors is nice," I say with a small chuckle as I slowly sit up. "But it's also nice to try new things once in a while . . . Then again; some of the other couples on the roster could have the same idea of going to the café for breakfast . . . Decisions, decisions."

"Hmm . . . it wouldn't surprise me if we spotted some of the other wrestlers there . . ." mumbles the Viper as a thoughtful look comes across his face. "You know what, let's just order room service. At least it'll be a lot more private . . ."

"Fine then . . ." I say with a smirk as I remove the covers from off my rested body. "You can make the call, while I check on the twins."

"Sure thing babe . . ." he tells me with a smirk as he reaches for the phone on the bedside dresser. "Uh 'Manda, you might as well check if Nate wants room service too. You know he'll just complain if we call for room service and forget to get him an order."

"True that . . . I'll check on him first, and then I'll check on the twins," I say as I quickly sneak a look at the nearby crib. I quickly make my way out of our bedroom and past the suite's living room to get to Nate's door. "Nate?"

"Yep?" asks the younger Orton as he opens the door to reveal himself in all his shirtless glory. "What can I do you for on this fine Valentine's Day hmm?"

"Randy's going to call downstairs for room service. Do you want him to order something for you too?" I ask as I notice that he held his cell phone in his hand. "Or do you have something else planned with you know who?"

"Randy doesn't have to place an order for me. I'm taking Annaliese to the café down the street for breakfast," he tells me with a smirk as he puts his phone in his jeans pocket. "I still can't believe we've been dating for the past month now."

"I can't believe it. Randy can't believe it. The whole WWE roster can't believe it," I say with a smirk as I shake my head. "Everyone is shocked that you and the British succubus are still together, but no one's complaining."

"Of course not; it's all thanks to me that Annaliese hasn't been flirting with any of the other wrestlers at your workplace," says Nate as a childish grin comes across his face. "I originally thought that after the first date, that would be it between us, but no, we're a month in and we're still going strong."

"Do you like Annaliese Nate?" I ask with a smirk on my face as I lean against the doorframe.

"Yeah . . . to be honest, she's cute, funny, charming . . ." he tells me as a dreamy look slowly comes across his eyes. "And I think she feels the same way about me. . . It's too bad that she has to go back home to England after WrestleMania though."

"Ever heard of long distance dating?" I ask as I cross my arms. "You two can try that and see if that works out for you."

"We could, but who knows how long that'll last . . ." says Nate as he does a small shrug. "But Annaliese and I will enjoy our relationship now while it's still going alright. Now, if you excuse me, I have a date to get ready for."

"Fine . . . I'll leave you to it," I say with a smirk as I start heading back to my room, but Nate clamps a hand on my shoulder to prevent me from moving any further. "What is it Nate?"

"I just wanted to say one more thing to you before you go," he tells me with that childish grin of his. "Thank you for coming to talk to me in just your sports bra and a pair of shorts. The sight you just gave me is quite impressive."

"NATE!" we hear Randy yell from the other room, which instantly makes the younger Orton release his grip on my shoulder. I chuckle at the spooked expression on his face before returning to my room to see Randy lying in bed with his back against the bedframe cradling Dani in his arms while Gabi was lying on her back next to his leg with a curious look on her face. "You do know you have permission from me to hit brother whenever he makes a rude remark to ya, you know that right?"

"Well . . . Now I do," I say with a smirk as I climb back onto the bed. "How long will it be before room service gets here?"

"About another 20 minutes," he tells me with a smirk as he pecks Dani on her little forehead. "These two here decided to wake up while you were out."

"Well now I'm back . . ." I say with a smirk as I pick up Gabi, her stomach starting to rumble as I held her in my arms. "And just in time too. Gabi's just got hungry."

"Like father, like daughter I suppose . . ." Randy tells me with a smirk as I lift up my bra and move Gabi to my left breast, her mouth latching on in an instant. "My mom did say I was a greedy baby."

"Huh . . . I always thought you were a short-tempered baby . . ." I say with a smirk as Randy twists some strands of Dani's short hair between his fingers.

"Well . . . that too," he tells me sheepishly as he shakes his head. "You know, I figured the girls would have the same hair quality as they grow up, but it's not the case. Dani's hair is straighter and Gabi's is curlier. Is that strange?"

"Uh . . . not really," I say with a shake of my head. "I heard somewhere that some twins are born with some different features to themselves, but then they grow out of it when they're older. I guess that's the case for them."

"Was that the case for you and Monica?" asks the Viper as he raised an eyebrow.

"I think so," I say with a shrug. "Now that I think about it, I remember my mom saying that I used to have curlier hair than Monica when we're babies, but then I eventually grew out of it."

"I guess it's all in the family then," Randy tells me with a grin as I de-latch Gabi from my boob and pull my bra back down into place. "You better not cover yourself up just yet babe. Dani's starting to get hungry too."

"Yeah, I can hear her rumbling belly from here," I say with a smirk as I listen in to Dani's grumbling stomach. "Here, you burp Gabi while I feed Dani."

"Fair enough . . ." he tells me with his grin still in place as we exchange babies. While I let Dani feed from my right breast, Randy starts to gently pat Gabi on her back in order to get the excess air out of her. However, 10 seconds into the process, Gabi spits out a small amount of her meal right onto her father's tattooed shoulder, which I couldn't help but chuckle at. "Really Gabi?"

"Aw . . . Gabi barfed on you. That's so cute," I say through my chuckling as I shake my head. "I figured she would do something like that one of these days."

"Yeah, and fortunately, I got to be Gabi's napkin." Randy tells me sarcastically as he shakes his head.

"Hey, you wouldn't have gotten it on your shoulder if you put the burping cloth on your shoulder," I say with a smirk as I look down at Dani, who was more focused on getting her meal than anything else. "You would have gotten out of this a little more cleanly if you did."

"Yep . . . my mistake . . ." he tells me as he shoots me a mock disappointed face as he sneaks another look at his soiled shoulder. "Hmm, so that's what your breast milk looks like when it gets barfed out of one our girls."

"Oh shut up . . ." I say as I slap him on the back. "Finish burping Gabi and then go clean up."

"Fine, but I still won't use the burping cloth," he tells me with a pout as he moves Gabi to his other shoulder. He finishes burping her and puts her down on the bed before making the way to the bathroom, Gabi's barf now sliding down his back in small drips. While he's freshening up, I finish breastfeeding Dani and quickly burp her before placing her beside her sister, the two of them quickly looking at each other as if they were just getting back to a conversation they forgot to finish earlier. "Are they back to their silent conversations again?"

"Yep . . ." I say with a smirk as I turn to see Randy walk back into the room, his shoulder now all cleaned up. "And guess what I found out yesterday when I was Skyping with my mom."

"What?" he asks me curiously as a loud knocking sound came from the door.

"I'll tell you after you answer the door. Our breakfast is here," I say with a smirk as I turn to the door. "And I highly doubt Nate will be willing to answer it. He's still in his room trying to figure out how to do his hair for his breakfast date with Annaliese."

"Of course he is . . ." Randy tells me sarcastically as he walks out the room to get our food. He returns minutes later, pushing the cart with two dome covered plates forward. "Breakfast is served my sexy snake mama."

"You're not going to stop with that nickname are you?" I ask with a small smirk on my face as he takes the domes off the plates, revealing two platter of some delicious looking breakfast on it, complete with heart shaped pancakes. "And those are the tackiest looking pancakes that I've ever seen in my life."

"No, I will not stop calling you my sexy snake mama because you are my sexy snake mama," he tells me with a smirk as he pulls the crib closer to the bed. "And as for the pancakes, yeah they really are the tackiest looking pancakes I've ever seen, but at least they smell delicious."

"That's their only forgiving quality," I say with a shake of my head as Randy puts the girls back in their crib. "But I can't knock it till I try it now can I."

"I can't argue with that logic," he tells me as he passes me my plate. "Anyway, babe I hope you have something sexy to wear tonight . . ."

"You want me to wear something sexy tonight . . . What are you planning Mr. Viper?" I say with a smirk as I cut into my pancakes.

"Something very special tonight hon," he tells me with a grin as he pops a piece of egg right into his mouth. "And don't worry babe, I even got a babysitter to look after Dani and Gabi tonight while we're out."

"Okay, but I hope you got a good babysitter . . ." I say as I shoot him a playful scowl.

"Don't worry. I got someone you will approve of for sure," he tells me with that mischievous smirk of his. "Trust me babe, this will be a night to remember for sure."

Normal POV; 6:30 P.M

Knock-knock-knock

"Don't worry babe, I'll answer it," called Randy as he walked out of their room. He walked to the door and opened it to reveal Monica behind it, a small smile dotting her face as she leaned against the doorframe. "Monica! Thank you so much for babysitting the twins tonight."

"It's my pleasure Randy. They're my nieces after all," she told him with a grin as she stepped into the suite, and that's when she spotted Nate lying on the couch with a glum expression on his face. "And it looks like I'm not the only one who's babysitting tonight. What's with the long face, Nate?"

"Annaliese dumped him during breakfast this morning . . ." said Randy as he adjusted the cuff links on his sleeves. "He's been like that since he came back from his date."

"Why'd she dump you? I thought you guys were going great," said Monica as she looked at the younger Orton in shock. "Did she say the problem was you?"

"No, quite the opposite actually," said Nate as he looked at her. "She said that she really likes me and all, but then I found out that she got a boyfriend back home in England."

"She what now?" Monica asked him in shock as Randy shook his head in disbelief. "She has a boyfriend back in England?"

"Well, that was the first reason she said, but thanks to her elevating heartbeat, I knew it was a lie," said Nate as he did a small shrug. "I asked her the truth and she gave me the truth. She likes dating me and all, but she still has that succubus urge of flirting with other guys. She says that she doesn't trust herself in a serious relationship, and she doesn't want to string me along, so she let me go."

"That's actually probably the most honorable thing that she's done since we met her," said Randy as he shook his head. "You're better off having her break up with you now than later when she actually does make a detrimental mistake."

"Uh . . . I guess you're right," said Nate as he shook his head. "So what happened with you and Wade Monica? You guys don't have any Valentine's Day plans tonight?"

"Unfortunately no . . ." said Monica as she shook her head. "Wade was picked to be among the group of wrestlers to make some promotional stops in Asia this weekend. He won't be back till Monday morning."

"But wait . . . You're not busy this weekend. You could have gone with him." said Nate as he looked at her suspiciously.

"I could have, but Mason said that he was coming in this weekend to visit and I don't want to miss that." explained Monica as Randy pushed the babies' crib out into the living room.

"Oh yeah . . . Your older brother is coming to town for that supernatural private eye conference right?" asked Nate as Monica walked over to the crib.

"That's right . . ." said Monica as she peered into the crib to see the girls looking up at her. "He's flying in overnight and said he was going to visit in the morning. You heard that sis right?"

"Loud and clear!" called Amanda as she walked out the room. Randy couldn't help but look her up and down, completely admiring his soul mate as she walked toward him in her floor length, sleeveless purple dress that just hugged her curves perfectly. "Do you know how long he'll be in town?"

"He doesn't leave till next Friday," answered Monica as she turned to her sister. "It's going to be one of those weeklong conferences, but it's not going to make him so busy that he would miss Raw on Monday."

"He's coming?" asked Randy as he raised an eyebrow.

"Oh he's coming alright," said Monica as she shook her head. "He wouldn't miss it for the world. Now, don't you two have a date night to begin."

"That we do, that we do . . ." said Randy as he put on his suit jacket while Amanda quickly put on her coat and grabbed her purse from the bedroom. "We don't have to explain to the two of you how to take care of Dani and Gabi for the next few hours now do we?"

"Nope!" Monica and Nate said in unison as they both shook their heads.

"You can count on us to take care of your kids, older brother," said Nate as he planted his feet back on the ground. "We'll be fine here. You and 'Manda just go out and have some fun."

"If you say so . . . But if we come back to see that something did happen to our girls, we will not hesitate to take action," said Randy as he took Amanda's hand in his. "C'mon babe, let's get out of here."

"Alright, just give me one second," said Amanda as she quickly walked over to the crib. She quickly placed a goodbye kiss on each twin's temple before going back to her mate's side. "Okay, I'm ready when you are."

"We'll see you guys later," said Randy as he opened the door. Once the snake couple was safely out the room and the door was closed behind them, they made their way to the elevator, which was conveniently letting off a few other guests just as they reached it. "So baby, are you ready for a memorable night?"

"I am . . . The anticipation is killing me, to be honest," said Amanda as she pressed the button for the lobby, making the elevator doors close in an instant. "Can you at least give me a little hint as to what you got planned for us tonight?"

"Well . . . since we haven't eaten dinner yet, I think you can guess we're going to dinner first," said the Viper as the elevator moved downward. "After that, I think I'll just let you guess what happens next as the night goes on."

"Okay . . ." Amanda said unsurely as the elevator reached the lobby. The Viper led his mate through the lobby and out of the hotel, both of them instantly spotting the Mercedes that was parked just to their left, a driver already waiting patiently at the wheel. "Uh . . . Did you rent that out for us tonight?"

"I rented the car, and the driver," said the Viper as he led her over to the car. He opened the door for them, Amanda sliding in first with Randy following right behind her, and soon enough they were on their way. "I manage to get us reservations to one of the best places in the city tonight. You're going to love it."

"I'll take your word for it," said Amanda as she rested her head on his shoulder. The two rode in the car in a comfortable silence till they reached the restaurant, an elegant looking French bistro that was right next to a small park, the color scheme reminiscent of the French flag. Randy quickly gave the driver a time for when he would pick them up before exiting the vehicle with Amanda and leading her inside and toward the maître d, a tall man dressed in a crisp suit who looked to be in his mid-40s.

"Welcome to Riviera. How may I help you tonight?" asked the man as he adjusted the black-rimmed glasses along his nose.

"We have a reservation here tonight," explained Randy as he held 'Manda's hand. "It's under the name Orton."

"Ah . . . yes, here it is. Follow me please," said the maître d as he picked up two menus from the top of his stand. Amanda and Randy followed the man as he led them through the back of the restaurant, instantly catching a few stares from some of the other patrons who instantly recognized them from TV. The maître d led them into a hallway, which was lined on one side with doors that led into private rooms. The maître d led them over to the third door and opened it for them, revealing that there was only one table in the room. The room was decorated to look like a luxurious room that you would see in a building along the French Riviera. "This will be your room for the evening. A waiter will be here in a few minutes to take your orders."

"Thank you," said Randy as Amanda looked around the room. The maître d nodded his head before leaving the room, closing the door behind him with a soft click. The Viper turned around to see Amanda looking at a portrait of a French noble woman hanging on the wall. He slowly reached his hand into his pocket, grasping the small velvet box in his hand as he looked at the woman in front of him with loving eyes, all his attention only on her. "So, what do you think of this place so far 'Manda?"

"This place is definitely to my liking. It's a nice surprise," said Amanda as she continued to look at the portrait. "The woman in this photo. . . She kinda looks like one of my aunts on my mom's side."

"Well . . . one thing's for sure. She's definitely not prettier than you," said Randy as he walked over to her. "Nothing compares to your beauty 'Manda."

"I guess I'm too hot for the competition huh?" asked the Anaconda as she turned to her beau, who was now right behind her.

"In my opinion, definitely . . ." said Randy as he shook his head. "Uh 'Manda, have I ever told you how much I love you."

"I've heard you say it a few times . . ." said Amanda as she shook her head.

"Well then, let me just say it again for you, but I think I'm going to have to make it short because you know how bad I am at verbalizing my feelings . . ." said Randy as he kissed her forehead, his comment earning him a small chuckle from his love. "I love you with all my heart, all my being. You're beautiful, intelligent, strong, compassionate, breathtaking to look at, sexy, understanding . . . you're all those things and so much more. . . Sometimes I wonder how I was so lucky to have you in my life. I've shared so many experiences with you throughout the years . . . you've made me the father of two beautiful girls . . . you've stuck with me through my darkest hours . . . you've always been there for me. . ."

"Randy, what are you getting at?" asked the Anaconda as the Viper took her hands in his.

"Well, here's a hint . . ." said Randy as he slowly knelt on the ground. Amanda looked at him in stunned silence as he bent down on one knee, her eyes starting to water as he took out a small velvet box from out of his pocket. "Amanda, you've always been there for me, and I will always be there for you, and it would be an honor and a pleasure to have you as my wife. . ."

"Randy . . ." Amanda whispered in disbelief as Randy opened the box, revealing the beautiful ring in side. It comprised of one large diamond in the center with a ring of smaller diamonds and sapphires in alternating pattern surrounding it. The ring, the proposal, absolutely took Amanda's breath away.

"Amanda Genevieve Evans, will you spend the rest of your life with me?" asked Randy as he looked at her with smile that was half nervous, half hopeful, a look that Amanda almost never saw on his face. "Will you marry me?"

"Ye- . . . ye- . . . yes," Amanda finally managed to choke out, tears streaming down her face as she struggled to say the single word. As soon as he heard that fateful word, a smile broke out across Randy's face. He took the ring out of the box and slid it onto the ring finger of his mate's left hand. "It's . . . it's a perfect fit."

"Yep . . . a perfect fit, of the perfect ring, for the perfect girl . . ." said Randy as he got back on his feet. He used his thumb to brush away some of the tears that were falling down Amanda's cheeks, before resting his hand on the side of her neck, his gaze locked squarely on his mate's own. "I love you 'Manda . . ."

"And I love you too Randy . . ." said Amanda as a smile came across her face. "Or should I say, my fiancée."

"Fiancée . . . I like the sound of that." said the Viper as he shot her his usual smirk. Amanda let a small chuckle escape past her lips as Randy leaned his face down to hers, sealing the proposal with a kiss.

Aw . . . they're officially getting hitched.

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