A/N: Sorry for the wait, y'all. I hope you all enjoy the chapter.

Micah couldn't remember the last time she had been kissed this way. There was so much passion in the kiss she was sharing with Roman at the moment and it was taking her breath away. In that moment she forgot everything that had gone on previously. Scott didn't matter nor did his insults; Roman Reigns was the only thing that mattered in her world at the moment.

Roman finally pulled away when they both needed to breathe. He then placed small pecks on her lips before he smiled at her. He'd wanted to kiss her since he met her and it was everything he imagined it to be and more. He was addicted.

Micah opened her eyes and was met with grey ones staring at her. The look her gave her was one of adoration and it was then that she knew that he really did care for her. He really wanted to be with her and for a moment, she felt like the most beautiful girl in the entire world.

"Wow," she whispered. That's all she could really think to say at the moment.

He smirked at her before placing another small kiss on her lips. Roman wrapped an arm around her waist as he pulled her closer to his chest, wanting her to be as close to him as possible. He noticed a quick look of uncertainty on her face before she looked back up at him.

"I meant everything I said, Micah. I think you're beautiful."

"So are you," she responded before groaning out of embarrassment and placing her head on his chest.

He laughed and placed a kiss on top of her head. "Thanks Micah." He was getting ready to say something else before he heard someone whistling at them. He looked up to see Dean and Nicole walking over with shit-eating grins on their faces. .

"Those two sure know how to ruin a moment," he joked. He heard Micah laugh and he swore it was the most beautiful sound he'd ever heard.

Micah was arguing with Roman via text message because he didn't want her to bring anything over when she asked if she should. He was making food for them and he insisted on her not bringing anything and she felt like such freeloader. Micah's mother instilled her strong southern roots into her and she never showed up anywhere empty handed. She finally decided to text Dean and ask him what Roman's favorite beer was; surprised to find out he liked the same beer she did.

She still had a bit of time before she needed to head over to Roman's place so she decided to do some work so she could keep her mind occupied for the time being. The yawn that escaped her made her realize she needed to get some coffee in her system. She kept replaying the events of the previous night in her mind and she didn't get as much sleep as she would have liked. But just thinking about his soft lips on hers made it worth it. She thought about how he cupped her face when he kissed her before one hand snaked around her waist and the other behind her neck. She'd never forget that kiss if she tried. The smell of French vanilla coffee brought her back to reality and groaned at the thought of doing work.

After a quick stop at the grocery story Micah was soon in route to Roman's place. She thought it was quite weird how she wasn't as nervous as she thought she would be. She damn near had a panic attack before going to get sushi with him. Knowing his feelings were mutual probably had a huge impact on that.

Samuel Adams in hand she knocked on Romans door. He was in the process on running his hands through his hair when he opened the door and the smile he gave her made her heart stop. How was this man so damn beautiful? And how the hell did she get him interested in her? She couldn't wrap her head around how this beautiful specimen of a man wanted anything to do with her.

Roman moved to the side and let her in before his eyes landed on the case of beer in her hand. He laughed to himself as he closed the door because something in him knew she'd bring something despite his protest. She placed the beer on the counter before turning her attention back to him and laughing at the look on his face. She only shrugged her shoulders at him when he shook his head.

"I just knew you weren't going to listen to me," he joked as he wrapped his arms around her. Placing a chaste kiss to her lips.

"I'm pretty stubborn, you know?"

"Oh I know." He finally got a good look at the beer she brought. "How did you know I liked that beer?"

"I heard it through the grapevine. Also, you have good taste because that's my favorite beer as well," she confessed as she placed another kiss on his lips.

Roman pulled her even closer and deepened the kiss. God he couldn't get enough of this woman. He finally pulled broke the kiss when the need for air was required and then he placed a kiss on top of her head.

She hopped up on the counter as he made his way to the fridge to put place the beer inside and pull out what appeared to be wings.

"Wings? You know the way to my heart, sir."

"Good to know," he murmured before he sent her what she deemed his signature smirk.

"What kind?"

"It's a family recipe. If I told you I'd have to kill you."

She threw her hands up as a sign that she wanted no problems. After he placed them in the oven he took her hand and pulled her to the couch with him. He loved being able to hold her and be close to her like this. He rubbed circles on her back with his thumb as she buried her face into his chest. Nothing had felt so right in her.

"So," he spoke to get her to look up at him. "How about I take you on an official date?"

Micah gave him a genuine smile. "I'd like that a lot."

"Well, it's settled. Friday night I'm taking you on a date. Wear something sexy," he murmured in her ear; sending a shiver down her spine.

"You've got a deal, " she said before placing a quick kiss on his lips.

"So I was thinking we should make a small wager."

She raised an eyebrow at him, "what type of wager?"

"If LSU wins, you have to make me dinner. If Bama wins, I have to make you dinner."

She pondered it for a moment before she finally agreed.

"Roman these wings are absolutely amazing. Also, I'm glad you like me because eating wings is so unattractive."

He laughed slightly at her. " I'm glad you like them and I love a woman who enjoys wings. I'll definitely be pushing you hard Monday because of this meal, you know?"

"I figured but I'm okay with it because these are so amazing," she replied before taking another bite.

"Shit!"

Micah laughed at Roman's frustration as Alabama scored another touchdown.

"Roll Tide!"

"Oh hush."

"Don't be such a sore loser Roman"

"The game isn't over yet."

Micah tried to contain her laugh but Roman's behavior was too funny and she couldn't do it. She's a bit of a sore loser herself so she couldn't blame him but it sure was funny. Plus he had laughed at her frustration during the first half of the game so it was her turn to laugh at his expense.

"You only have to make me dinner, it's not like you owe me $500, Roman."

"Hush. The game isn't over."

"Oh stop Roman. The quarterback has gotten sacked 4 times in a row and it's 38-17 with two minutes left, it's over."

He turned his head to look at her and he was going to say something smart but he couldn't the minute he saw her face. He was being such a sore loser but he loved her playfulness. He didn't mind losing this bet to her as much when he saw her smile.

"The only thing that is making this better is that you're cute. Even if you are wearing a Alabama shirt."

Micah moved to sit in his lap and wrap her arms around his neck. "You're cute in your LSU shirt and you're pretty adorable when you're losing a bet," she confessed before sticking her tongue out at him. She placed her head on his shoulder as his hand rubbed her back lightly. He wouldn't have minded staying in that moment for the rest of the night.

Micah was getting stir crazy as Nicole finished her makeup. She had insisted on doing Micah's makeup for her date with Roman. She grinned at her best friend after she assessed her work.

"You look great. Now, go get dressed so I can see the whole look."

"Yes ma'am," she spoke, giving Nicole a mock salute.

"Smartass."

Micah laughed at her friend as she headed to her room to go get ready.

"So, how do I look?" Micah asked her best friend. She wasn't sure if the blue dress with the black lace and embellished design was sexy enough. She felt like a million bucks but she wasn't sure if Roman was going to feel the same way.

Nicole was so happy. Not only is this the first date Micah has been on in ages, she just looked so beautiful. She could see Roman being the man who was going to make Micah so happy and she deserved it.

"You look amazing, Hun. He's gonna love it."

"You think so?" she asked her friend as she stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror. It was weird; she had slowly started to feel good about herself again since Roman had stepped into her life. She was brought out of her reverie by the sound of a camera flashing.

"Really Nicole?"

"Sorry, I just couldn't resist. I feel like a proud mother or something and he is definitely gonna love it." She made her way to her best friend and grabbed her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "You look amazing and I'm just so happy you're slowly starting to get happy again. I see glimpses of old Micah everyday. You've got an amazing man in Roman which I'm sure you know that but I'm just really happy."

Micah gave Nicole a soft smile while trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. "He makes me happy. I've still got a lot of work to do but I haven't felt this way in a long time. Now, stop all this mushy stuff because I don't need to cry and mess up all your hard work."

Nicole gave her friend a hug before grabbing her stuff and heading towards the door.

"Have fun, Love. You really look great and I'll be here in the morning with Cinnabon and coffee then you can tell me all about the date."

"Deal. I'll see you tomorrow. Thank you for everything."

Nicole just smiled and left Micah to wait for Roman to arrive.

A/N: Thank y'all so much for all the reviews and favorites of this story. I'm so happy you're enjoying it. I hope all of y'all have a great Christmas.

~Amber.