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Allen POV
"You…you're serious," she replied, perplexed by the proposition I just gave her. I smile and nod my head.
"I am," I reply, leaning on the table, looking straight into her brown eyes, "I've never once asked anyone, let alone someone I don't even know back to my hotel room with me. But I like you, Aurora and there is something about you I just can't shake. I don't know what it is yet, but I'm determined to find out. If you'll let me…that is," I add, silently hoping that she'll accept what I've offered.
I watch as she internally struggles with what she wants to do and almost as if I can feel eyes on us, I look to my right and find Rory's friend looking over at us, her eyes darting back and forth between me and Rory. Ignoring her, I put my attention back on to the beautiful brunette sitting across from me.
Rory meets my eyes once more and I can see the change in them with the way she is looking at me. She releases a quiet breath through her nose and nods her head, "I'll go with you back to your room once my shift is over, but only on two conditions," she answers me.
"Name 'em," I reply.
"No asking questions about our personal lives and if I want to leave, you let me. No questions asked," Rory tells me and I nod my head. That's fair enough. I can work with that. Although, I'm really hoping she doesn't leave…I want this girl. Plain and simple.
"Done and done. Now go finish your shift and I'll wait here til you're done," I respond and take a bite of my burger, providing Rory with a wink that earns me a light blush that covers her face.
I smile as I watch her go and take the opportunity to check out her ass in the tight jeans she's wearing. It turns me on a lot quicker than I anticipated, that I gotta shift in my seat and discreetly readjust my growing erection.
And sadly it doesn't take long for it to go away because my phone pings, alerting me of a text message and I frown at the screen seeing it's from my ex-wife, Felicia. "Christ…what do you want now?" I whisper harshly to my phone and open the text.
Felicia: Allen, when are you coming home? The kids won't shut up about see their dad and I don't know what to tell them.
I roll my eyes at how easily she is willing to get rid of her children. I knew I never should have had kids with her; I should have listened to my gut when it said that she wasn't the right woman to have them with. But I loved her and I married her, so that's why I had four children with her. Do I regret having children? No; of course I don't. I love them with every fiber of my being, but I regret having them with her.
I decide to ignore her because I'm in too good of a mood and I don't need nor want her to ruin that. I don't want to give Rory a chance to second guess her choice to come back with me and I don't want scare her away if she senses I'm in a bad mood. It would kill anything that has developed between us. Even though it's not much, I'd like to change that.
I watch Rory as I continue to eat and smile as she laughs at something her friend, that I learned to be Chelsea, had said. She does have a cute laugh, I think to myself and look down at my plate with a smile. It quickly turns into a frown when Felicia sends me another text.
Felicia: Allen! Will you answer me, damn it!
I once again ignore her text, but before I can even lock my phone, she calls me. "You have got to be fucking kidding me," I hiss out, sending her straight to voicemail before shutting my phone off completely. I'm not letting her ruin my night. No way.
Looking up, I see Rory making her way towards me with a look of concern on her face. Sitting up straight, I throw a smile on my face when she gets to me. "Hey, are you okay? You looked…I don't know…troubled," she said.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It was nothin' important. Don't worry about me," I tell her and she looks at me a little skeptical.
"Are you sure?" She asks.
"I'm positive. I appreciate you askin' though," I reply and I can see on her face that she doesn't fully believe me.
"Look, I have less than 15 minutes left of my shift. I can clock out now and we can leave. I know Chels will be okay with it. She did push me towards you to begin with…or well at least encouraged me to talk to you. So, I'm sure she'll be more than okay with it," Rory tells me and my eyes widen in surprise and joy.
"If you're sure…" I reply, not wanting to sound so eager.
With a small chuckle, she replies, "I'm sure. Gimme five minutes max and we can leave." I nod my head and watch her walk away and to the back.
While I wait for Rory, Chelsea reemerges with my check and a knowing smile is on her face. "Alright, here is your check and our girl will be right out," Chelsea informs, handing me my check and I put a $100 bill with it, handing it back to her. "Keep the change and split it between the two of you," I tell her and a baffled look crosses her face.
"Are…are you sure? Your meal was only $15," she tells me and I grin up at her.
"I know and I'm sure. You girls deserve it. Especially with having to work ungodly hours like this," I reply.
"Thank you, that's very kind," Chelsea says before adding, "I'll go grab Rory for you; I know you're waiting for her. Word of advice: rock her world. It's been a while since she's had any. But you didn't hear that come from me," she tells me with a wink and I can't help but smile, even though I try to hide it.
"Duly noted," I chuckle and watch Chelsea make her way to the back. If what Chelsea said is true about Aurora having not been intimate for a while, I already know I'm gonna have to step up my game and make it a night she'll never forget. Even though, I really am hoping I'll get to see her again after tonight. When WWE comes back to Orlando, I already know I'm gonna make it my mission to see her again.
I'm broken out of my inner musing when I see Rory make her way towards me, sans her apron and getting to see her without it wrapped around her waist…it's incredible what one item can change of someones appearance. She was gorgeous before, but now…yeap, I'm a goner.
"You ready?" She asks, when she makes it to me and with a smile, I get to my feet, holding my arm out for her to take.
"Yes ma'am. Shall we?" I reply and she takes my arm before turning her attention to her best friend.
"I'll see you tomorrow night?" She asks and Chelsea nods her head with a smirk.
"Oh you know you will. Have fun you two, but not too much fun," she snickers and Aurora turns a bright shade of red and practically drags me out of the building.
"Oh my god, I am sooo sorry. If you don't wanna…" Rory begins, but I cut her off by placing my finger against her lips.
"Oh I still want to, god do I want to, but don't let what she said get to you. Before you came out to me, she did tell me something she had no place to be telling me and I know was none of my business to know about you…" I begin to say.
"Oh Jesus, what did she say now?" Rory exclaims, releasing her hold on me and covers her face in embarrassment.
"It's nothing terrible, but she told me it's been a while…since you…" I say carefully and when Rory looks over at me with mortified eyes, catching onto what I'm trying to tell her and I shrug my shoulders apologetically.
"I'm gonna murder her," Rory said quietly and I reach out for her, closing the distance between us and rest my hands on her lower waist.
"Aurora," I call her name quietly and she looks up at me with shy and embarrassed eyes. "I don't care what she said or if what she said is true. I don't care if it's been 6 months or 6 years since you've been intimate with someone; shit like that doesn't matter to me and it shouldn't matter to you either," I tell her. "What matters to me is if you still want to do this or not," I add.
"I do," she whispers, looking up at me and rests her hands on my biceps.
I smile softly down at her, "I was hopin' you'd say that," I reply quietly and Rory returns my smile. "Forgive me for bein' nosey, but do you live around here, or did you drive…?" I ask and her smile widens a little.
"No, I drive here. I live just outside of the city. You couldn't pay me enough to live downtown," Rory replies.
"Well, I'm stayin' right around the corner from Amway, so I don't know if you wanna walk back or if you'd feel more comfortable bringin' your car…" I say, leaving my sentence hanging, letting her make the decision.
"Honestly, I'd rather drive. I don't trust downtown this late and I don't want to put you in that position," Rory replies.
"Then lead the way; I'll follow you, darlin'," I tell her and a small blush dusts her cheeks that has me grinning.
As she begins to walk towards the back of the building, Rory asks, "do you call every female you come across darling?"
I chuckle at her question. "No, I don't. Only those that I like do I call that. And there haven't been many," I tell her and a smile grows on her face at my reply.
Not even a minute later, Rory has us walking up to a small SUV. "Here we are. Just tell me where you're staying. I know the city like the back of my hand, so I won't have difficultly finding it," she tells me.
I give her the hotel location and within 10 minutes, we're parked and are walking into the hotel lobby. As we make our way to the elevators, I reach out slipping my hand into Rory's and she looks up at me in surprise.
"I hope this is alright," I say sheepishly, silently scolding myself for failing to ask if it was even okay or not that I hold her hand. It just seemed right at the time that I do, so I instinctually did it.
Releasing a small laugh, Rory turns to me, but doesn't let go of my hand and to that, it has me smiling. "I'm about to be intimate with a man I don't even know and the only thing not stopping me is not only the fact that something tells me I can trust you, but you're beyond gorgeous and I'd be stupid to turn you down. I can also tell that you're a good man; I've always had a gift of being able to read people a certain way," she tells me and it's my turn to look down at her in shock.
I don't even realize the elevator doors have opened until I feel Rory tug on my hand, practically dragging me into the enclosed space with the doors closing behind us. And even though I made the initiative to get her here, Rory makes the first move and presses a kiss to my parted lips.
I continue to stand there looking down at her dumbfounded and her giggle is what has me refocusing. "Allen, what floor are you staying on? We can't go very far until we press the button to what floor you're on," she tells me and I can see the mirth dancing in her brown eyes.
Snapping out of the stupor Rory put me in, my brain begins to work again, "six. I'm stayin' on floor six," I reply, turning to press the correct button. I quickly put my attention back onto the beauty standing inches from me and she has a grin on her face as she looks up at me.
"Are you okay?" Rory asks me, all teasing void from her tone. "I've never left nor turned a man speechless before," she adds and a small blush graces her face, causing her to look down at our feet.
Finally…finally being able to snap back into the now, I reach a finger under Rory's chin, forcing her to look up at me. "Well any other man you've come across is a complete idiot otherwise because no other woman has turned me into the fool I just was," I reply, smiling down at her and I lean down to press a kiss to her, but the damn elevator chooses then to make it to my floor. "Goddamn elevator," I grumble and it has Rory laughing as she pushes me out of the small box and into the wall opposite, ripping a grunt from me at the impact.
"Sorry," she whispers, resting her hands flat on my chest as she looks up at me sheepishly. She looks so friggin' adorable with the way she's looking at me right now. I suddenly want to make her mine in every way possible, even though I don't even know her. But I reign back that want and appreciate being able to have her right now in this moment.
Gripping onto her hips, I pull Rory in and up against me, looking down at her with lustful eyes. Producing a smirk, I lick my lips before responding. "It's alright darlin', but it seems to me that you like to be a little rough, or am I reading you wrong?" I say, my voice husky with lust. It's taking everything in me not to take her up against this hallway wall right now.
"Maybe you just need to find out," she replies and a low growl resonates deep within my chest.
"Oh no, I'm not gonna do that because I don't wanna do something that I might regret," I respond.
Rory goes to reply, but a male most likely in his early 20's leaves his room not even 50 feet from us and I shake my head, signaling for her to keep quiet. I lower my head towards hers and tuck my head into the side of her neck, thankful for my hair covering my face.
To anyone else, we could be lovers having a private and intimate moment, but I don't want to take the chance in having him recognize me. "Allen, what are you doing? What's wrong?" Rory asks softly. I quiet her by placing my lips on hers once more.
Breaking the kiss, I keep my face close and gently rub my nose against Rory's. "Not here," I breathe, "let's go to the room," I say, grabbing her hand and lead her to the room.
The second we make it in and the door closes behind us, I turn to look at Rory and she holds a confronted look on her face. Almost as if she regrets agreeing to come back with me and it has my breath catching in my throat.
"Rory, I can explain," I say when she goes to open her mouth to speak and her brows furrow. Oh god, I really hope I didn't blow this. I don't know what is up with me. I'm never like this and I never was, so why the hell am I starting now?
"Okay…I'm listening," she replied and sits down on the single sofa couch, looking up at me.
Sighing, I sit at the foot of the bed and rest my elbows on my knees. I run my hands through my hair before looking up at Rory and she just sits there, watching me as she patiently waits for me to speak.
"I know you wanna know why I acted the way I did in the hallway," I begin and she nods her head in confirmation. "Well before we go any further…that is if you still want to…I think I should, no I need to tell you who I am and if you choose not to stay after that, I'll understand," I add.
Rory begins to hold a worried look on her face and she sits up straight, looking alarmed. My eyes widen upon seeing her reaction and I move to the corner of the bed and reach out to grab her hands in mine, begging her with my eyes not to leave.
"Who are you, Allen. Tell me now…please," she whispers at the end, pulling her hands from my grasp and that small action felt like a stab to the heart.
Here goes nothing…
"I'm a professional wrestler for the WWE and I go by the ring name AJ Styles. I was at the show tonight at Amway, but it was just coincidence that I came into your place of employment afterwards," I begin to explain to Rory and her eyes suddenly widen as her jaw drops with an audible gasp. My own eyes widen as well at her sudden reaction and I sit up in surprise.
"You…you're who my," Rory begins to say, but snaps her mouth shut, "nev–never mind," she adds, realizing that she was about to tell me something that wasn't suppose to be said. "Oh my god…" she breathes, covering her mouth with one of her hands.
"What is it. What about me? You were going to mention something about you…"I say gently, not taking my eyes off of Rory's face. I can see the conflict racing through her eyes, making no attempt to make eye contact with me again. "Come on, Rory. Talk to me, sweetheart. It can't be that bad." I want so badly to take her hands in mine again, but I don't think that'll be a good idea at the moment.
"If I tell you, I'm sure you'll want nothing to do with me afterwards," Rory tells me and I look at her in disbelief.
"I think that's for me to decide. Don't ya think?" I reply and I can see the resignation on her face.
Sighing, Rory replies, "just know you asked for it."
Cracking a small smile to lighten the situation, I reply back, "I'm a big boy; I'm sure I'll be able to handle it." It earns me a small smile in return.
Rory meets my eyes and I can see the fear and uncertainty swimming in them, but I don't acknowledge that I've seen it. "I reacted the way I did to learning who you are is because your ring name…AJ Styles sounded so familiar to me," Rory begins and an intrigued look crosses my face, but I stay silent.
"Even though I had no idea who you were because I don't watch wrestling, you are very popular in my household," she says with a smile, meeting my eyes once more. "I–I have a five year old son named Matthew and he's a huge fan of yours," Rory tells me and my eyes widen in not only surprise, but happiness at hearing this.
"Is he now?"I reply becoming excited at learning I have another fan and Rory looks at me in surprise.
"It doesn't bother you that I have a five year old?" She asks, flabbergasted.
"Of course not, especially because he is a fan," I reply. I just really wish I could say that I'd love to meet him sometime, but I'm sure that would throw Rory for a loop. Especially if she is convinced that we'll never see each other again. I'm gonna make sure that doesn't happen. I'll find a way to see her again if I can help it.
"A fan is an understatement. He adores you and talks about you all the time. I just never had any clue what you looked like. Then again, I didn't really pay attention because wresting wasn't a top priority for me…" she says.
"And now?" I ask leaning in closer to Rory and I don't really know what I'm asking about. I just know that I want this woman so bad.
"Now…I'll definitely be paying more attention when Matty watches," she replies and gets up from her seat, closing the distance between us. I look up at Rory as she stands in between my parted legs, resting her hands on my shoulders. My hands are itching to reach up and place them around her waist.
"Hmm, I like the sound of that," I rasp out and do what I've wanted to and grip Rory's waist. I pull her in closer and it prompts Rory to straddle my lap, eliciting a quiet groan from me.
"Do you now?" She purrs out, wrapping her arms around my neck and pushes herself further into me, making my groans grow louder.
"Shit, baby," I moan and begin to grow harder when Rory swoops in and begins to kiss up and down my neck. Her quiet hum sends a jolt straight down to my dick and it's taking all of my will power not to flip Rory onto her back and fuck the shit outta her.
"There is something I gotta tell you too, before we continue any further," I moan out when she sucks at the junction of my neck and shoulder. Thankfully, she pulls back to look at me and her eyes search mine.
"What is it, honey? What do you have to tell me?" Rory whispers, tucking my hair behind my ear before she runs her fingers through it.
Aurora POV
The lust swimming in Allen's eyes is evident, but a hint of vulnerability mixed with hesitation is also present. This must be serious if he's looking at me like this when not even fives minutes ago he was excited about learning about Matty. I continue to run my fingers through his hair in hopes that is relaxing and calming for him.
"Like you…I'm a parent," he begins and I continue to watch him patiently because I can clearly see he's not finished with what he has to say. "Of four. Three boys and a girl," Allen tells me and my eyes widen in shock.
"Four?" I ask quietly and he subtly nods his head.
"Yeah. They are all from a previous marriage. We were married for 20 years and have been divorced for just over a year," he tells me and I stay silent. Worry begins to show in his eyes when I don't respond right away. "Rory…please say something," he whispers nervously.
"Your…your ex-wife…" I say, but Allen cuts in.
"Is just that. My ex-wife. Literally the only thing tying me to her are the kids; that's the only time I correspond with her. She means nothing to me expect for the fact that she is the mother of my children," he is quick to explain and I somehow believe him. The look in his eyes showing no false pretense.
"What happened?" I ask quietly, not even thinking that it's none of my business to know about a man's prior marriage issues. However, he doesn't hesitate to answer me.
Taking a deep breath, Allen replies, "I was married to Felicia for almost as long as I've been wrestling. In the first half of our marriage, she was completely supportive of my career. 12 years into it, she started becoming distant, but to try and rectify our marriage…we had little Aria. It worked for a while until one day I come home to find I've been handed divorce papers," he tells me and I gasp.
"Allen, I…" I say, but it's like he didn't even hear me.
"She fell out of love with me and found someone else. That's all there is to it," he shrugs, finally looking me in the eyes and they are void of any emotion. It breaks my heart hearing him tell me this and here I was feeling sorry for myself because my boyfriend knocked me up then decided to dump me when he found out I was pregnant.
"I'm so sorry," I whisper, shaking my head. "If you don't want to anymore…" I begin, but Allen presses his lips to mine, prolonging our kiss before breaking it. He rests his forehead against mine and I can feel his warm breath hit my face as he tries to relax his breathing.
"No," Allen replied sharply. "I want this. I want to do this…I want you. I just wanted you to know before we crossed that line that can't be reversed. I know what you said earlier, but I'm a firm believer that we will see each other again after tonight…I just don't know when," he says, whispering at the end.
Gently nodding my head, I breathe, "okay," and it's all the confirmation Allen needs to proceed and his lips are back on mine.