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ANA:
I make my way downstairs to the basement as I hear Dean's entrance music coming from his home gym. I walk into the gym and smile as I watch him working out to his own entrance music. He is easily the sexiest man alive. Just standing in the doorway watching him workout all sweaty without a shirt as he strengthens his upper body, his abs glistening and his chest glistening from sweat, "Are you enjoying the show?" he yells over the music.
"Depends," I say with a smile as I walk into the gym as he is getting a drink of water. "Are you working out to your own entrance music?" I ask with a smile as he turns it off.
He shrugs and says, "it motivates me. What's up?"
"Nothing," I say as I walk over to him. "Did you forget we have to go look at venues today and to find a flavor for our wedding cake and pick out wedding cake toppers?"
"That's today?" he asks before squirting water into his mouth.
"Yeah we have to be at the first venue by 1 and it's 10:30 right now."
"So I have time," he says. "Do I really need to go and taste cake flavors?"
"Yes," I say, "it is our wedding cake. I think your opinion is really important. I want this wedding to reflect us not just me."
"I'm not into this whole color scheme thing you can pick whatever colors you want and I'll just color coordinate. I really don't need to pick out flowers I know nothing about flowers and whatever else it is you do for weddings that's not my thing. You seem to know what you want."
"But your opinion matters," I say as my lip puckers out. "I want you to have a part in everything. I don't want it to just be me."
"Don't you dare, Ana," he says as his finger traces my bottom lip. "Don't try to make me feel bad with that lip. I know what you're doing it's not going to work."
"Please?" I ask. "Please do this with me and Sonya. I want your opinion too. I want you to be a part of this wedding planning stuff. We don't have much time we have like 10 months we need to get the ball rolling we're already behind on the whole venue thing most people have their venues picked out a year before the wedding. Come on, Jon. I'm not in this alone you and I are getting married. I'm not the only one."
"Ana," he says, "fine." I instantly smile. "If it makes you that happy I'll go pick out flowers and all that shit that comes with the wedding. I won't like it but I'll do it because it will make you happy and it's what you want."
"Thank-you so much, Baby!" I say with a smile.
"Damn it! I knew it!"
"And you said you wouldn't fall for it," I say with a smile.
"I fucking knew it," he says making me smile. "You come in here with your little shorts and your halter top looking all sexy and then you pop that bottom lip out you know what it does to me," he says.
"I think it was you that had the bigger advantage," I say with a smile. "Look at you, you know what this does to me."
"Oh yeah," he says with a smile, "so I could have won that one?"
"Yeah," I say with a smile as he looks at me with those beautiful blue eyes and his hair covering his brow. He looks so good right now. I don't know if it's the pregnancy hormones or just his natural effect on me but I'm willing to take him right now in his home gym. He is so irresistible.
"Can I get a do over?"
"No you already said you would do it and remember how happy it will make me to have you involved. I hope you have your guest list ready so we can figure out how many Save the Dates and invitations we need. That's something else we need to decide on."
"This is never ending," he says, "eloping was the best way to go."
"But a nice dream wedding will make me really happy."
"So getting married on Coney Island didn't make you happy?"
"Of course it made me happy," I say, "It's just not something I dreamed of when I got married. I have always wanted a beautiful wedding in a church with my friends and family around. Then a reception that is off the hook. That's what I really want."
"I'm sorry I forced you into something you didn't want to do," he says with disappointment in his voice. "If I had known that was something you didn't' want to do then I never would have done it. I just want you to be happy."
"No, Baby," I say as I take my hand over his reddish blonde stubble on his face. "I'm happy. If I didn't want to marry you I wouldn't have done it. I'm happy with it and I'm happy with you. It's just something I never envisioned as my wedding day. It was still beautiful and intimate. I would marry you a thousand times over. I am happy don't think I'm not. And you didn't force me to do anything I didn't want to do. You know me better than this, Jon if I don't want to do something I'm not going to do it. No one forces me to do anything I don't want to do."
"I know," he says as brushes his thumb over my bottom lip. "You are the most stubborn, strong-willed and aggressive woman I have ever met and it drives me fucking crazy but I love every minute of it," he says with a smile. "I'll do whatever I can to make you happy and give you whatever you want to make you happy even if it is wedding planning, picking out flowers, choosing wedding cake flavors and whatever if it makes you happy I'm there. That's my number one goal in life keeping you happy. I love you."
"I love you too," I say with a smile.
"And you're sexy as hell so I have to keep you happy or I don't get to bank in on that," he says with a smile.
"Is that right?" I ask with a smile.
"Yeah," he says with a smile. "A happy wife means a happy life," he says making me smile.
"You're such a little bitch sometimes," I say with a smile. "Whatever happened to the bad boy I fell in love with. When did you become such a little bitch?"
"The day I fell in love with you," he says with a smile as he wraps me up in a hug
"DEAN!" I yell.
"What?" he asks as he stands with his mouth open. "I love you."
"You're getting me hot and sweaty. I just took a shower," I say as I hit his shoulder.
He gives me a wicked grin and says, "I love it when I get you hot and sweaty. You can take a shower with me after this."
"After what?" I ask and before he even needs to answer his lips are on mine as his arms wrap around my waist and my fingers in his damp hair, tugging softly on the curls as he deepens the kiss. I let out a soft moan as I feel his hand slide into my shorts and cup my sex. I pull him closer to me feeling his erection through his shorts as our kiss deepens and I feel his thumb circling my clit. His body dripping sweat onto mine, he smells so sexy after a workout and it's irresistible. "So after this," I say breathless after we break the kiss as he unbuttons my shorts and pulls them down. I step out of them and stand in my halter top and my red lace underwear.
"Where's Natalia?" he asks as he kisses my neck softly and his finger slides into my sex making me moan out in pleasure as his finger makes love to me.
"Up-upstairs," I stutter, "she's in her room."
"Good," he says with a smile against my neck. He removes his finger from inside of me and backs me up to a wall. His hand by my ear on the wall as his lips are on mine again kissing me deep and passionately as one hand grips his shoulder while the other makes a trail over his perfect body. He moans against my lips as I reach the top of his waistband. I slide my hand into his black shorts and stroke his large erection softly, feeling it grow thicker, the veins popping out with each soft stroke. He breaks the kiss leaving us both breathless before he tears my panties away making me gasp. "Sorry," he says.
"Don't' apologize, it's hot," I say with a smile as he smiles back at me. He pulls his shorts down exposing his large and full erection. I want nothing more than to have him right here in this gym. I'm ready for it. I find myself panting at the thought of it. He lifts up my left leg and positions himself just right before he thrusts himself deep into me as I groan out as he fills me. I wrap my arms around his neck, his lips find mine as he thrusts himself in and out of me going deeper each time. His hand gripping onto my thigh, his fingertips digging into my flesh as he takes me fast and hard, his other hand fisting in my hair as he kisses me deeply and passionately. His erection hitting every sweet sensitive spot inside of me, I moan out in pleasure as his grunts and groans overpower my moans. The passion ripping through us, ripping through my body like a tidal wave, I don't want to cum. I don't want to hit my climax yet. I do my best to withhold it as he continues his deep thrusts, hitting every sweet sensitive spot, I can't hold back anymore and the passion tears through me and crashes like a wave crashes down in the ocean. My nails digging into his back, scratching the hell out of him as I bite into his shoulder to stifle a scream of pleasure as my climax hits, my hot juices covering the thickness of his erection, I never came like this before as he continues his deep thrusts. I feel him growing thicker and larger inside of me as he pulls himself out and then thrusts back into me, a groan of pleasure escapes his lips as he explodes deep inside of me, filling me with his seed, his release so powerful, so thick that I feel the heat of his release on my inner thigh. He kisses me deeply as he finishes his release, my hands in his hair tugging at the ends as he deepens the kiss, his fingertips squeezing my thigh softly. He breaks the kiss leaving us breathless, hot and sweaty. He pulls himself out of me slowly and lowers my leg back down to the floor. I'm weak in my knees as I grab onto him for balance. He smiles at me before he picks up my jean shorts and hands them to me before picking up his shorts and putting them back on as I do the same. "Um, yeah I guess I'm going to need that shower," I say with a smile.
"After Round 2," he says with a smile, extending his hand out to me.
"Round 2?" I ask with a smile as I take his hand, "oh baby!" I say making him smile. He leads me upstairs to the master bathroom. He locks our bedroom door and then our bathroom door before turning on the shower as I strip out of my clothes as he does the same. We climb into the hot shower together and make love once more before we clean each other before we get ready to go pick out our wedding venues and to pick out the flavor of our cake. It's an eventful morning and a well-satisfying morning to say the least.
LATER THAT DAY:
So our wedding venue didn't work out too well. We wanted to get married in a Catholic church a few miles down the road but we weren't able to secure one for our date so we had to go to plan B which is getting married in a beautiful garden here in Greenwich. I can't complain. It's a very beautiful rose garden with beautiful red roses and pink roses surrounding the place we will say our vows. It's not too big but it's big enough for our wedding guests. It will also be mid-June when we get married so a garden works out. Dean is handling it well and then a Catholic priest won't marry us because Dean isn't baptized and he is not a church going man so we have to find a new minister to marry us. It's not working out as well as I had hoped but plan B isn't so bad. I can handle it and still make it beautiful.
"Oh my God," says Dean as he tries a piece of wedding cake, "what is this flavor?"
The woman smiles at him and says, "that is the almond cake with the white chocolate filling with a vanilla meringue icing. Do you like it?"
"It's amazing," he says with a smile. "It's delicious."
"It's a favorite," she says with a smile.
"What is this flavor?" I ask taking a bite of the cake we have tried at least 5 different flavors. I didn't know that there were this many options. "I know it's red velvet but what's the filling?"
"That would be the white chocolate mousse filling with the vanilla meringue icing," she says.
"It's Heaven," I say with a smile. "Here, Jon, try this," I say giving him a bite.
"Oh my God," he says savoring the taste. "THAT is amazing. Try this," he says having me taste his cake.
I take a bite and say, "Oh Gosh, that is amazing, I like it."
"Wonderful," she says with a smile. "How many layers are you looking at for a cake?"
"Three," I say, "you think 3 is enough, Jon?"
"Oh yeah," he says, "3 should do it."
"Okay," says the woman. "You can do a different flavor for each layer if you'd like."
"Yeah," I say, "that works for me. How about we do one layer with the almond flavor, white chocolate filling and another layer with the red velvet and white chocolate mousse filling and of course we'll go with the Vanilla Meringue icing if you're okay with that, Jon?"
"Oh yeah," he says as he finishes his piece of cake. "That was delicious."
"And what do you have for chocolate?" I ask.
"We can do a chocolate with a hazelnut mousse," she says, "that's a big favorite."
"That sounds so good," I say with a smile.
"Here try this," she says handing me another cake sample. "That's the chocolate with the hazelnut mousse."
"Oh my gosh," I say with a smile as I savor the taste, "that's it. I think we found our third layer." I hand it to Dean and he tries it.
"That's delicious," he says with a smile. "I like it. It's amazing."
"You think all the cakes are amazing," I say with a smile.
"I like cake," he says with a smile. "I like this part of the wedding planning," he says.
"I bet," I say with a smile. "So let's discuss how I want this to be," I say. The woman and I talk while Dean finishes the cake sample. I explain how I want the almond layer to be the first layer, the second layer to be the red velvet and the third layer to be the chocolate and of course we're getting the vanilla meringue icing on the cake. My mouth waters at the thought. It's going to be an amazing wedding cake.
"Well, that was fun," says Dean as we are sitting down on the couch in the living room after we have dinner together. "Picking out a wedding cake is worth it."
"You just liked eating all the cake you could get," I say with a smile as we cuddle up to next each other on the couch as Natalia is up in her ballet themed room practicing her ballet before she starts ballet at the dance studio Stephanie suggested to us that her daughter once danced at when she was into ballet. I trust Stephanie's word for it she's not going to send her child to a bad ballet studio.
"Yeah true," he says with a smile. "So are you happy with everything we accomplished today?"
"Yeah pretty much," I say with a smile as I rest my hand on his firm chest as he kisses the top of my head. "We're not done yet."
"That was exhausting," he says, "there's more to do?"
"A lot more," I say. "Do you have your wedding party picked out?"
"Yeah," he says, "I've got that much. Roman is going to be my best man, Seth is going to be one of the groomsmen, Bo Dallas is going to be another groomsmen and Rod will be another groomsmen. That's all I got. Do you have your wedding party picked out?"
"Yes," I say, "Natalie is going to be my maid of honor, Chastity is going to be a bridesmaid, Tessa is going to be a bridesmaid and I think that Natalia will be a bridesmaid but a junior one you know? I can't really make her a flower girl she is like 11 she's not going to want to do all that."
"True," says Dean, "and Oliver can be the ring bearer we can just have someone carry him down the aisle and he hold onto a pillow with the rings on it. What about that?"
"Works for me why don't we know anyone that has boys? Why must everyone have a girl?"
"I don't know," he says with a smile. "We have a boy."
"I know," I say as he rubs my stomach. "And for a flower girl Natalie's little girl Kallie will be the flower girl. She's 5 so it works."
"I don't even care about the wedding party as long as by the time all these people get out there you're standing there looking beautiful and making your way to me."
"Wow," I say, "you really don't care huh?"
"Nope," he says, "I just have one goal and that is making you my wife in front of our family and friends. I do have my list."
"Me too," I say as he pulls his list out and I do the same. I look over his list and he has a lot of wrestlers invited to the wedding and a few friends he made along the way in the independent circuit he has at least 40 people on his list. I look over mine and see my family and some of my friends from work as well as a few of the Divas from WWE that I have become friends with over the last few years of Dean being in the company. I have at least 60 people on my list. "So much for a small intimate wedding," I say.
"Why?" he asks.
"All together we have 100 people to invite. That's a pretty big wedding," I say.
"Okay," he says, "how about we cut some people?"
"We have the money to invite all 100 people," I say, "I don't think it's a big deal. I'm just asking you if you're okay with that?"
"Yeah," he says, "100 people that's fine with me. I picked out my closest friends," he says.
"Me too," I say with a smile. "I'm excited about this."
"Me too," he says, "but it's so much work."
"Well, Sonya is coming in a couple weeks to help with flower arrangements and stuff. Can you at least agree on a color scheme with me?"
"Anything you want, Ana," he says making me smile. "And I don't want the media at this thing. I want it put on the invitation that it is strictly private. I don't want anyone leaking out the date to our wedding because if the media finds out it's going to be a circus. It's a special day for us and the family and our friends. I don't want the media getting their pictures and posting them on the internet."
"Okay," I say making note. "I don't want that either. So colors are you okay with a pink?"
"Would I have to wear pink?"
"Like a pink tie," I say, "a deep pink," I say. "I just feel like that's the perfect way to go."
"All right," he says, "I can manage a pink tie just for one day as long as I get to peel you out of that dress you're wearing shortly after."
"Definitely," I say with a smile. "So you're okay with a deep pink color?"
"I'm happy with whatever you want, Ana, why do I have to keep telling you that? Whatever you want the answer is yes no matter the cost or what it is the answer is ALWAYS yes."
"Okay, Baby," I say with a smile, "so we just checked 3 things off our wedding planning list, score!" I say.
"Score," he says with a smile as he gives me a high five. "Do we have to do engagement pictures?"
"That would be nice," I say with a smile. "I have a photographer."
"All right," he says, "Engagement pictures check, just tell me when and where and what to wear and I'll be there."
"All right," I say with a smile. I know he hates this whole wedding planning thing but he's doing it to make me happy and I love that.
"People probably thought I was never going to get married."
"Why?" I ask.
"Because I'm wild and crazy," he says, "you saw the whole Sweet Caroline incident not one of my better days."
"But entertaining as hell," I say with a smile. "You have more belts than you do pants huh?"
"I believe the phrase was I have more belts than I do fucking pants," he says, "and stop making fun of me."
"I'm not," I say with a smirk. "It was an interesting night and yet I still love you after all that happened."
"Yeah," he says, "but still not my better days. Natalia is going to look back on my old career and be like what the fuck is wrong with my dad, Oliver too I hate the damn internet it's always going to be there too."
"Maybe they'll learn what not to do," I say with a smile, "but it was interesting. I enjoyed it and I enjoyed the night after when you get rambunctious," I say, "it just does things to me."
"So you like me wild and crazy?" he asks.
"I like you wild and crazy, but I like you sweet too, it's no secret, Jon your bad boy side was what attracted me to you. I just happened to get a sweet guy out of the deal and one that's a bit wild and crazy at times but I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you, Baby."
"I love you too," he says with a smile before I kiss his lips softly. "At least our lives will never be boring."
"With Dean Ambrose as my husband and the father of my kids nope, not at all," I say with a smile.
*A/N: Isn't Dean just the dream husband with his Happy Wife and Happy Life philosophy? Do you think he feels bad talking Ana into eloping? Do you think Ana is truly happy with that arrangement? What do you think about their time in the gym? What did you think of them picking out cake flavors? Is Dean just doing this all to make her happy? What do you think of Dean's privacy comment about keeping the media away? Is that a good idea? What about them inviting 100 people to the wedding? Will Ana ever get it that whatever she wants he's going to say yes to? Are they in a much better place now than they were months ago? Do you think the move to Connecticut helped them as well as Ana taking the job with WWE? Please review and thank-you for reading.