Chapter 19

The moment he heard her voice, Jon breathed a huge sigh of relief into the phone. "Jina…" He clutched the contraption against his ear and took a long drag from the cigarette he'd just lit before she called. "Are you okay?"

"I'm sorry." Jecina trembled at the sound of his voice, closing her eyes. "I didn't mean to…"

"Come back to me. I don't want to talk about this over the phone. I want to see you face to face and talk." Jon had to see with his own eyes she was in one piece, fighting with himself over the course of the long night to track her down. "I need to see you, precious…"

Face to face would be better in this situation and Jecina missed him, but she also didn't want to leave Lilianna alone. "Okay." Her friend did tell her to make amends with Jon. "I'll be there soon."

"I'll be waiting." He rasped, lowering his voice and a few seconds later, the call ended.

Jecina pulled the phone away from her ear and looked back into the room, seeing Lilianna had once again passed out. She quickly sent her a text to let her know she'd gone to see Jon, making it clear if she needed anything to contact her immediately. Then, Jecina grabbed her shoes, keys and wallet, rushing out the door as fast as she could. Nothing would stop her from getting back to Jon.

On the drive over, Jecina thought long and hard on how she wanted to approach the subject of moving in. Jon would ask and she had to be sure of her answer. There could be no hesitation. Truthfully, Jecina wanted to take the next step in their relationship and marry him one day. Kids…she was still iffy about, but moving in together and marriage was a definite possibility. It was the trust issue between them that bothered her. Jon had no idea how she truly felt about what he did to her and it was time to open his eyes to the truth. Lilianna was right, they had to talk and hash everything out. There could be no more secrets, not even when it came to feelings or else their relationship would crumble.

Pulling up to the hotel, Jecina wasn't surprised in the slightest to find Jon waiting for her outside smoking and cut the ignition. He deprived her of having more thinking time on her walk up to the suite. Sighing and cutting the ignition, Jecina stepped out of the vehicle and locked eyes with Jon, who began jogging toward her. Strong arms swept her up in a tight embrace as Jecina clung to him for dear life, burying her face in the crook of his neck to inhale his intoxicating scent. Wrapping her legs around his waist, Jon didn't bother releasing her and carried her back into the hotel up to the suite in that position. Once Jon kicked the door closed behind him, he immediately turned to press her against it and pulled back to gaze in her watery emerald orbs.

Talking could wait.

They were both in the same mindset as Jon slid his warm hands up and down her sides, already removing her top. Jecina enjoyed the fact he was shirtless, his beautiful muscular chest in her hungry view. Granted, others had witnessed him waiting for her in just a pair of black shorts and shoes, but they didn't get the full show the way she did. Her bra disappeared moments later followed by her back leaving the door and planted on soft bedding. Jon made quick work of her shorts and panties along with her shoes, wanting her completely naked. He didn't give her time to think clearly, stripping his own shorts and shoes off before climbing back on top of her. No words were spoken between them, just the sound of their heavy breathing, moans and groans resonated throughout the suite.

Jon was a man of action and let them speak louder than his words. For whatever reason, Jecina ran away from him and the idea of moving in together. She was scared and Jon wanted to do everything in his power to extinguish that fear. He wasn't playing games, not this time and would prove it with actions. Telling her what he planned on doing wouldn't get the job done. Normally, they simply had sex with each other and didn't take a lot of time for teasing and pleasure. That was about to change, starting today. Jon couldn't recall ever making love to her and putting her above his own needs. At least, that's how he felt. She claimed to enjoy the roughness he provided in the bedroom, but it was time to change up the tempo a bit.

For hours, Jon took his time to touch, kiss, lick and nip every inch of her body, pleasuring her to the point where she begged him to end her torment. Jecina couldn't recall Jon making love to her because he was usually so aggressive in the bedroom. Not that she minded. She loved rough sex and his aggression turned her on more than words could say. However, this newfound lovemaking style had her world spinning off its axes and her mind reeling. All in a good way. Every thrust was slow and deliberate, his hips snapping up to crash against her pelvis. Never once did he switch positions, keeping her beneath him while he drove in and out of her at a slow, methodical pace, never once increasing or decreasing the speed. All she could do was cling to him, both of their bodies coated in a fine sheen of sweat. Jecina would never admit it to anyone, not even Lilianna, but she'd never experienced an intense orgasm quite like this one and could barely breathe once Jon fired his own.

"H-Holy…h-holy…f…" Her shaky voice couldn't get the word out as she lay there, closing her eyes trying to stop her heart from hammering against her chest.

Jon knew better than to collapse on top of her, his own breathing erratic along with his heart feeling as though it would leap out of his chest. He currently lay beside her, staring up at the ceiling and had an arm tossed over his head against the pillow. His reach was just enough to touch a few strands of her hair as it curled around his finger. Chuckling at her attempt to talk, Jon managed to roll over on his side and propped his elbow up to rest his head on his hand, staring down at her to make sure she didn't pass out on him. They still had to talk and it would be done before either fell asleep.

"Breathe precious, breathe…" He coached, leaning over to nuzzle her neck while stroking her flat stomach gently. "Breathe…"

Turning her head, the only part of her body she could move, Jecina raised a brow at him and finally found her voice. "W-What's gotten into you? That was…Wow…" A wistful smile crossed her face as she turned her eyes to stare up at the ceiling, feeling a delicious ache all throughout her body instead of just between her thighs. "Maybe I should run away from you more…"

Growling, Jon rolled to where he hovered over her and pressed his forehead to hers, shaking his head. "Don't EVER do that again. You scared the shit out of me and had me worrying over you like a needy chick last night. I should be asking you that question – what's gotten into YOU? Why did you run away from me? You told me you don't scare easily, but last night you ate those damn words and I wanna know why." What was meant to be a joke had fueled Jon's temper, the blue electricity in his eyes flashing.

"What did you expect me to do? First, you want to move in together and then it's marriage and THEN babies! YOU scared ME last night because I…" Jecina trailed off, hating that after an intense lovemaking session they were back at each other's throats.

Jon would not let her up until everything was cleared up between them. "Well fuck, if I would've known bringing up moving together would rattle you so hard, I never would've done it." Needing a nicotine fix, he rolled off her and grabbed his pack of smokes, opening the sliding glass balcony door to let some of the evening warm air inside. "I only mentioned getting hitched and having rug rats because that's what's supposed to happen. The whole family shit, which is something I've never had in my life."

Sitting up, Jecina covered herself up with the sheet along with her knees, resting her elbows on top of them. "An example of why we should take the next step and move in together." Lilianna nailed it on the head, she thought, heaving a deep sigh. "I'm sorry. I – I didn't think you'd want that stuff. I mean…no, that's exactly what I mean. I never pegged you to want marriage and kids. I just got overwhelmed and needed space to think, that's why I ran." Her eyes lowered away from him, unable to meet his intense gaze. "You hate Chicago and I hate Cincinnati. And…what happens if we do this? What happens if we move in together and everything goes to shit between us?! Look at Lilianna and Roman, their relationship is finished because of his selfishness! I don't want that to happen to us, Jon. I love you, but moving in together is a HUGE step and we both hate the other's place, so the only way to do it is to move somewhere else."

The hysterics had risen in her voice the more she spoke and once again, Jon could hear the fear clear as a bell. Why was she afraid to do this? It wasn't just Lilianna and Roman's failed relationship – Jon could feel there was something more hidden beneath the surface. Something she wasn't telling him. However, he did become intrigued by the last thing she said regarding finding a different place to move. Not Chicago and not Cincinnati…that wasn't a bad idea at all. Why hadn't he thought of it sooner?

"So, what you're saying is we can move in together as long as it's not the Windy City or Nasty 'Nati?" Jon summarized, stroking his chin and watched her nod in confirmation, finishing his cigarette flicking it outside. "Done."

Her head snapped up, wide emerald eyes meeting amused electric blue. "Just like that?" This was happening way too fast and Jecina had no idea how to deter him from looking for a new place both would agree on.

Crawling on the bed beside her, Jon pulled the sheet away from her beautiful body and hovered over her again. "Just like that, precious." He kissed her soundly, pulling her flush against him and curled his leg around hers, deepening the kiss with each passing second.

How the HELL was she supposed to bring up the trust factor now? "I just…don't wanna fall apart the way they did…" She murmured, trying to grasp and fight for any self-resolve, finding none when it came to Jon Moxley, especially when his mouth sealed to her neck. "Jon…"

"We won't. I won't let it happen. You're stuck with me until you end things, Jina." Jon rumbled in her ear, grinding slowly against her while torturing her supple neck. "I'm in this for the long haul. You're the only woman I want and need in my fucked-up world. You're the only one that makes sense in it."

She was his light in an ocean of darkness.

Trust…she had to trust him if they were going to live together and start the next chapter of their lives. If she planned on marrying him one day, there had to be complete trust. How could she trust him without knowing how he truly felt inside? Even his sweet words didn't convince her. Jon had rapid mood swings and he could turn on her at the drop of a hat. Unable to hold back, Jecina pulled back to look up into his dark blue eyes swirling with barely contained desire and need for her, sucking the breath out of her again.

"I'm scared, Jon…" She whispered, those two words having a deeper meaning than he'd ever know. "I – I need you to understand…"

"I'm not going anywhere, Jina." He promised, such truth and love laced in his raspy tone. "I don't have anybody else or anything in my life besides you and wrestling. Both of you are the loves of my fucking life. I'd die for either one of you, no questions asked. Wrestling used to be my top priority…at the very top of a short list of things I care about and love in life…until you came into it. You're at the very top of that list and I'll kill myself or kill anybody before you get hurt." He nuzzled her chest, enjoying the scent of sweat mixed with mangos from her body wash. "Do you trust me?"

There it was. The one question she didn't know if she could answer. Part of her did, but a bigger part of her couldn't get over what he did to her and how he'd used her to get back at his brother. The tears in her eyes she tried holding back cascaded down her cheeks, every amount of heartache and feeling inside of her releasing in a tidal wave.

I want to, I really do, she thought, feeling pathetic and brought Jon's mouth to hers again, kissing him passionately. "Of course I do." She whispered, lying through her teeth and could see the relief flash in his eyes. "You're at the top of my list too." That wasn't a lie. It was just a trust issue that would work itself out. Jecina hoped anyway. "We can start looking for another place together as soon as you want, but for tonight, I just want to stay naked in this bed with you."

"Whatever my precious wants." Jon smirked, enjoying the way her face contorted in a mix of passion and discomfort as he slid inside of her receptive body. "I hope you don't plan on sleeping tonight because I'm far from finished with you."

"Ditto." Jecina let every other thought vanish in the back recesses of her mind, giving herself completely to Jon.

After countless hours of lovemaking mixed with rough sex in the shower, Jecina felt rejuvenated and guilty at the same time. Jon slept soundly beside her while she lay there, staring up at the ceiling and felt his arm snake around her waist to pull her back against his chest. She pretended to sleep just in case he woke up, waiting until he began to lightly snore again before opening her eyes. What was she going to do? She lied straight to his face and had dug the hole of deception deeper? What if she'd never fully be able to trust him? Until her trust in him was complete and unwavering, they couldn't move in together; luckily their job would help in that department. She just had to postpone the move long enough to gain full trust in Jon and then they could take the next step in their relationship.

Only time would tell if that happened, however.