Chapter 14 - Gravity

Two pairs of eyes watched the brick house on the corner of the block. The neighborhood was fairly quiet.

"When do you think we should do this?" The feminine voice asked as she continued to watch the house.

"I don't know honey. This was your idea and I'm willing to go along with you because I believe you are right. We can definitely do a better job than either of those two." The male counterpart stated in a stern tone.

"I'm glad you are seeing things my way."

No one noticed the couple in the vehicle.

Ayana sighed heavily as she finished packing up her clothes for the weekend. The kids had woke her up at 6:30 and were practically bouncing off the walls. They absolutely couldn't wait to get to Brooklyn to see Roman. If she was being honest with herself she couldn't wait to see him either.

The house was just about as lonely as it had ever been; even with four kids.

She missed Roman something fierce but at least the kids were still able to see him on his days off. She found out that Roman's older brother Matt was bringing his three kids to the SummerSlam Weekend and would be taking all the kids to the movies one night with a few of the younger wrestlers in the company so the parents could have some kind of alone time without having to worry about the kids or their safety.

Ayana had high hopes of being able to get Roman nailed down and talking. She knew she was probably aiming too high at this point, but she really couldn't help it.

She wanted her life back.

She wanted her husband back.

She really wanted everything back.

"MOOOM!" A voice squealed

"Oh lord Samaria, do not yell like that unless you are bleeding to death young lady!" Ayana's eyes fell on her daughter as she ran into the bedroom with her curls bouncing all over the place. "What are you yelling about missy?" She asked as she sighed heavily and sat on the foot of the bed and her daughter ran over and jumped on her lap.

"Odyn and Max took my doll." Samaria stated with her bottom lip poked out.

"Odyn Anthony Reigns and Maximos Sika Reigns front and center!" Ayana requested. She stifled a laugh as two sets of feet pounded floor down the hall and into the master bedroom as they both skidded to a stop in front of her and their little sister. "Would you two mind explaining why you are messing with your little sister when you're supposed to be finish up packing for this weekend?"

When she got silence from both of them she lifted a dark manicure eyebrow at them. "Well?"

Odyn couldn't help as he busted out a toothy smile. "We were just fooling around mom."

Max's smile matched his brothers. "Yea mom, we were just playing."

Ayana rolled her eyes at them. "Uh huh, well first off return your sisters doll, neither one of you would enjoy if she took your stuff, correct?"

Odyn and Max both shook their head negatively followed with a 'no ma'am.'

"Okay, let's not forget we are all on our best behavior this weekend." Ayana reminded them as they nodded once more. "Good, now get Samaria's doll and get finished packing we are leaving here in one hour."

She watched as the boys took off out of the room. She shook her head as she placed Samaria back on her feet. "And you, no more screaming like a wild banshee young lady."

"Yes momma."

Ayana chuckled as she watched her youngest skip out of the room. If only she had that much energy.

An hour later, Ayana wrangled the kids into the Tahoe and got all of them to the airport on time; obviously not without some pushing shoving and bickering, but she got them all there none the less.

Roman's grey eyes snapped up as the hotel door opened and he watched as his four pride and joys came running into the room and tackled him practically on the foot of the bed. He chuckled as he was able to wrap his arms around all four and lift them as he fell back on the bed with them on top of him.

Ayana smiled at the greeting the kids gave their father. She watched as he hugged all of them tightly before kissing each one on the forehead or cheek. After making sure he'd greeted all of them she watched as he stood and walked over to her and kissed her cheek before he lightly patted her shoulder.

Once again it was ALMOST a proper kiss.

"How was the flight?" Roman asked as he turned, standing next to Ayana and watched as the kids each grabbed their own suitcase except Samaria, Braden was good enough to grab hers and took it into their separate room from their parents.

Ayana nodded as they followed to watch the foursome unpack and get comfortable for the weekend. "It wasn't too bad. Samaria and Odyn are going to be wired for sound they slept the whole way and Braden and Max are going to crash early. Braden stayed awake and played Go Fish with Max to keep him calm for the flight. He's such a good big brother."

Roman nodded in full agreement. He always knew his oldest son was the one with a heart of gold. He would help anyone, anywhere, and anytime. If his brothers needed his help he was there without question; if Samaria was scared of a thunderstorm he would sleep in her room on the floor so she would feel safe. Braden was a one of a kind human being. There was never one day Roman ever regretted stopping Ayana from having the abortion. It was one regret he would NEVER have; even if they were both so young.

Roman chuckled as Samaria closed the dresser drawer with her clothes in it and then bounced over and into his arms as he lifted her and she wrapped her arms and legs around his body. "Guess what daddy? Guess what? Guess what? Guess what?" Samaria asked excitedly.

"What? What? What baby?" Roman asked back equally excited.

"Papa Sika said you were going to kick that preppy AJ Styles ass at SummerSlam." Samaria stated animatedly.

"Excuse me young lady!" Ayana exclaimed as her hands planed on her hips; as she fixed her five year old with a look.

Roman chuckled softly before his wife turned the evil eye towards him and he zipped his lips. "Butt baby, say butt or behind." Roman whispered.

"You need to stop repeating everything Papa Sika says young lady!" Ayana warned her youngest.

Samaria couldn't help the giggle that escaped her lips. "Yes momma."

Ayana looked at Roman who was silently chuckling at what unfolded. She reached over and slapped his arm. "Do not encourage her Mr. Reigns."

"Yes ma'am Mrs. Reigns."

Ayana rolled her eyes. "Okay you guys lets go down to the hotel restaurant and get some food. I'm sure daddy needs to eat and get to bed early. He's got an early wake-up call and a busy weekend."

She watched as everyone jumped to their feet and yelled out a 'YAY!' She chuckled as she shook her head and followed everyone out of the hotel door.

Roman stifled a groan as he walked behind his wife. Her tight jean covered ass was swaying back and forth as the heels of her black leather knee high boots clicked on the concrete sidewalk as they entered the club. The black halter top she had tied around her neck left the top of her back and shoulder blades bare to his eyes. That naked flesh was calling his name.

DAMN!

Jesus Christ someone above was punishing him. He was a fuckin idiot to not have touched his wife in two years. He didn't even realize it until Ayana had pointed it out to him several weeks earlier when she had finally confronted him about Sasha showing up at the hospital that same day. Had he really been stupid enough to alienate his wife for TWO YEARS? He mentally face-palmed himself as he continued to watch her ass sway back and forth.

They had dropped the kids off with Roman's older brother Matt: who normally went to the four major Pay Per-Views and a few of the younger NXT wrestlers as they volunteered to entertain the kids that were on the road for the SummerSlam weekend.

Roman stood off to the side as he nursed a beer and joked around with Dean, Jimmy and Jey. He watched as his wife sipped on a long island ice tea. She wasn't a heavy drinker and would enjoy a cold beer with him then they cooked out during the summer. Other than that it was usually water or ice tea.

Ayana sat talking with the girls but could FEEL Roman's eyes on her. She knew the jeans she'd chosen would get to him and nothing made it more apparent than the groan she heard him trying to hide as he walked behind her into the club. He may have tried like hell to hide it but she could hear the rumbling in his chest.

"See something you like Uce?" Jimmy teased.

Roman blinked as his eyes snapped from his wife's crossed jean covered legs to his cousin. "I'm good."

"You ain't gotta to lie to kick it bro." Jey joined in on the teasing.

"Ya know big man if you would just talk to the woman. I'm pretty sure you could get those legs wrapped around your head like a feed bag once again." Dean chuckled.

"No filter bro." Roman chastised.

"Would you like to dance?"

Ayana's head snapped up at the sound of the familiar deep Georgian accent. The familiar pale blue eyes stared back at her. She smiled softly as an upbeat salsa song came on. She loved to dance...and AJ knew it. He had more than likely asked the DJ to play it so he could get her on the dance floor.

"Sure."

Nala sat back in the booth and watched as AJ led Ayana down to the dance floor. Not this was going to be interesting. As much as Ayana loved to salsa dance and as much as she knew AJ couldn't keep his hands to himself; Roman was either going to be very aware of who his wife had been having sex with or he was going to be completely oblivious. Through the whole ordeal Nala had never once told her husband who Ayana had been sexing it up with.

Dean walked over and carefully sat next to his wife before he leaned over and kissed the side of her neck. "Why do you look like the cat that ate the canary beautiful?" He asked in a soft rumble so the others who had joined the ladies at the table couldn't hear.

Nala jumped slightly not having expected to feel or hear her husband so soon. She knew when Dean walked off with the boys for beers it was usually party time and she probably wouldn't be seeing him until it was time to get back to the hotel. She shook her head. "Nothing babe." Her eyes stayed on the dance floor.

Ayana shook her head as she and AJ started dancing. "Roman is going to take your head off if anything during this dance looks even remotely inappropriate."

AJ chuckled as he twirled Ayana out arms length from his body and then pulled her back into him. "Don't worry so much Aya. He's too busy drinking beer with his boys to even realize what he's truly missing."

"I love that you are so confident, but I have to tell you; you won't be as sexy if you don't have a head anymore." Ayana pointed out truthfully. "Besides I thought we decided to stop all the stuff between us. We were supposed to cut ties and go our separate ways. And low and behold here you are dancing with me."

"You could've said no." AJ stated as a matter of fact. "But you didn't and besides it's one little dance. What could it possibly hurt? And I never agreed to cut anything between us. I just let you go without a fight."

Ayana shook her head negatively once again as she ducked under AJ's arm. "Letting go is agreeing. If you didn't agree you would've stopped me from leaving that day. You haven't called or text me since then and I didn't see you running after me in the rear view mirror of my Tahoe. So hence - it's over." She shrugged slightly.

AJ spun Ayana back into his body as the music ceased for 60 whole seconds; their chests were pressed tightly together and they were both breathing heavily. "Tell me you don't miss me." AJ demanded. "Tell me you don't miss your legs wrapped around my body as I make you scream to the Heavens."

Ayana's eyes went from AJ's lips to his eyes then back to his lips before returning to his eyes once more. "I'm not saying any of that. AJ the last time we were together I climaxed thinking of my husband and yelling his name. It was disastrous and you know it. I know you are hurt because of what your wife is doing. And I know it hurt you to hear me yell Roman's name. But I wasn't hurt from it. I was embarrassed because I was basically admitting to myself that I still want my husband. Whether he wants me or not."

The music kicked back on as AJ spun her around several times.

Something in that 60 second delay of the song had Roman's grey eyes boring into Ayana and AJ. The way they were pushed together and their erratic breathing. The way they were speaking in quiet hushed tones. Roman's grey orbs went to AJ's hands and the way they were handling his wife. The way they gripped her hips and hands and...everything.

The gravity of the situation came crashing down on Roman in the blink of an eye. He was suddenly VERY aware that AJ was the one Ayana had been sleeping with when she'd started cheating. For the longest time he tried to figure out who is was and he never seen a scrap of evidence that pointed in the direction of someone he actually looked up to. Someone who had been mentoring him because he was an 18 year veteran in the world of professional wrestling.

Roman's eyebrows dropped to the bridge of his nose. The whole time...THE WHOLE TIME! AJ smiled in his face and talked with him and gave him as much advice as he needed...The whole time he had been banging his wife behind his back.

Roman watched as the dancing stopped when the song ended and people were leaving the dance floor. He walked over and stepped in front of AJ and Ayana. His angry eyes went from his wife to his...his mentor before they returned to Ayana. "We are leaving now."

"But..." Ayana was taken aback by Roman's menacing voice. She looked down as Roman grabbed her upper arm and practically jerked her away from AJ.

"I said we are leaving now." Roman growled.

Everything that had been up in the air for the last two years suddenly got it's gravity switch turned back on and was about to come crashing down around her as Roman guided her out of the club in silence.

That silence was enough of a warning - nothing would be said until they got back to the privacy of their hotel room.