He sprinted through the doors and saw her almost to the elevators. He cut his eyes up to the top floor and saw Randy stalking directly to her room.
He made it to her just as she was stepping onto the lift. He wrapped one long arm around her waist and clapped his other hand over her mouth. She let out a muffled scream the second her feet came off the ground. He winced feeling a sharp elbow connect with his ribs. He drug her kicking and screaming behind several large trees in the courtyard out of Randy's view. He crouched down bringing her with him.
She was furious. Her blue eyes almost glowing with her anger.
She shoved him backwards with both hands and ripped his hand from her mouth, "What the FUCK are you doing?"
He covered her mouth again instantly using his other hand to grasp the back of her head as well, "Shut. Up."
that only made her even more angry. She clawed at his hands frantically.
"Shiloh! Stop it." he growled turning her head to look up at her door, "Look!"
Her entire body went limp instantly. Randy was pounding on her door, she could hear him all the way from where they were at.
"What is he doing here?" she whispered, her eyes welling with furious tears.
Roman kept his eyes trained on Randy, "I don't know. I saw his car in the parking lot. That's why I came back in."
His chest was heaving from the adrenaline coursing through his veins. She pulled her phone from her purse, feeling it start to vibrate. They both locked eyes seeing Randy's name on the screen.
She ignored the call and put her phone back in her purse. They watched him pace back and forth for a few more minutes.
"Shit. We've got to move. He's coming back downstairs." Roman breathed, "Wait until he gets in the elevator."
She was holding her breath in anticipation. She hadn't realized how badly she was shaking until he grabbed her arm to move to a new spot. They crouched down again just as the doors opened.
Shiloh swallowed a lump of fear when she saw Randy's face. He was seething and it terrified her to no end, even with Roman at her side.
He walked to the front desk and plastered the most irresistible smirk she had ever seen on his face.
"Can I help you?" the woman asked from behind her computer.
"I hope so. I forgot my key to my room and I think my girlfriend is asleep." he lied coolly, "Is there anyway you could make me a new one please?"
"I'm not usually allowed to do this. She would need to be contacted under normal company policy." the lady frowned, "I'll just need some information from you to confirm first."
Randy smiled widely, "I really appreciate you helping me out with this."
She asked several questions about Shiloh's personal information which Randy answered with ease, much to her chagrin.
"Here's your new key. Try not to lose it this time." She smiled.
"I'll do my best. Thanks again." he responded, taking the key from her.
Shiloh sunk to the ground feeling her chest tighten rapidly. She was going to have a panic attack right here in the lobby.
Randy always made her feel uncomfortable, but this was a whole new low. He was invading her privacy. She was used to him showing up unannounced but never to where she was staying. Much less getting a key made and barging in. It was too much for her to comprehend at the moment.
Roman was coiled tight watching Randy make his way back to her room and let himself in.
All he could imagine was if she had been here alone.
What if he hadn't seen Randy's car?
He wanted to storm upstairs and fucking beat the life out of that slimy asshole so that he never bothered Shiloh again.
He looked over at her and his heart dropped to his feet, "What's wrong?"
"He...he's in...m-my room." she stammered, "What am I-I supposed t-to do now?"
He chewed on his lip trying to figure out what to do, "Come on."
She stumbled behind him into a hallway and around a corner.
He pulled her to his chest, "Shhh, calm down. Take deep breaths."
She was clinging to him like her life depended on it. She had handfuls of his shirt in his hand, trying to anchor herself to him. Everything had to slow down or she was going to pass out.
He smoothed his hand down her hair gently, "Focus on my heartbeat." He paused to give her time to center her thoughts, "Name one thing you can see right now."
"You...y-your tattoos." she hiccuped.
"Name one thing you can hear right now." he continued.
"The w-w-water from the fountain."
"Name one thing you can smell right now."
His voice was so soothing as he whispered into her hair.
"Your cologne."
She had stopped gasping already. Her whole body was still quivering though.
"Name one thing you can feel."
"I feel you breathing." she answered slowly, closing her eyes in relief.
She pulled away from him after several minutes to look up at him, "How did you do that?"
His eyes darkened, "I used to have bad anxiety after my brother died."
"I'm sorry Roman." she frowned.
"Are you okay now?" he scanned her face for any signs.
"I don't know. What am I supposed to do? He's up there right now. He's not going to leave." She fretted.
"The way I see it, you've got two options Shi. We can go up there together and I'll fucking make him leave." he began.
"Or?" she blanched at that idea immediately.
"Or...you can come back and stay with me tonight and I'll bring you back in the morning." He offered.
"I don't want to be a burden to you Roman." she shook her head.
"I'm not leaving you here. That's not going to happen." he finalized.
He'd already went through all of the worst case scenarios the second he saw Randy's car.
She knew there was no way she was going to be able to go to her room tonight.
Not with Randy there.
She still hadn't felt his wrath from leaving him to go with the guys the night before.
She had also never spent the night with anyone who wasn't related to her in her entire life. She had never been allowed to go to sleepovers.
That was far too embarrassing to admit however.
She felt her phone vibrate again and knew she really didn't have a choice in the matter.
"You swear that you don't mind me staying with you?" she asked fiddling nervously with her hands.
He smiled a little seeing how unsure she was, "It would actually make me feel a lot better knowing that you were safe."
"Okay." she gave in.
Roman made sure the coast was clear before they hurried through the lobby and back out to the car.
"Its nothing special, not like you're used to." he warned her before letting them into the room.
"I don't care. I just really appreciate you letting me stay." she assured him.
"I've got some extra clothes you can wear if you want. They'll probably be huge on you." he told her, kneeling down to dig through his suitcase.
She sat her clutch down on the desk taking in her surroundings. She was pleased to see that he was relatively neat. He kept his belongings organized and put away from what she could see.
She spied a dress shirt laid out on the bed.
"I'm glad you went with the black one. This one wouldn't have went with the jeans you're wearing." she said, smiling broadly at him.
"Quit being so observant." he scolded jokingly.
He tossed her a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts, "That's all I've got, unless you want to wear that one on the bed."
"These are fine. Do you mind if I take a shower first?"
"No, go ahead. There should be some shampoo and stuff in there." he said turning on the light for her.
Thankfully he hadn't left anything incriminating in there for her to tease him about. He changed his clothes once he heard the water turn on.
He went around the room tidying up a bit and thinking how crazy it was that she was here with him. Never in a million years would he have ever thought that Vince McMahon's daughter would be in his room, borrowing his clothes, and spending the night with him.
"Rooooooo! Open up!" Dean banging on the door jarred him from his thoughts.
He answered it quickly, only opening the door partly, "What's up?"
"Nothing. Did you return Shiloh to her palace?" Dean asked wagging his eyebrows at him sarcastically.
"Yeah. How was it after we left?" Roman asked, skirting the Shiloh topic completely.
"Boring. The cops came but it was just for show, no big deal." Dean relayed, "You took all the entertainment with you, you asshole! I could have watched her dance all night."
Roman prayed that Shiloh couldn't hear their conversation right now. Dean was never quiet to begin with. Adding alcohol to the mix ramped up his volume considerably.
"She didn't need to be there for that shit." Roman shrugged.
"Who's in the shower?" Seth slurred poking his head further in the door.
"Nobody. I was about to get in." Roman didn't miss a beat.
Dean instantly narrowed his eyes, "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. Take your drunk asses to bed so I can get some sleep." he laughed.
"Then whose purse is that over there? Looks pretty familiar actually." Dean said breaking into a huge shit eating grin, "Whatcha hiding in there Big Dog?"
Roman's face deadpanned. He was fucked. Dean was like a shark and there was blood in the water.
"Noooooo!" Seth choked, apparently he had just caught onto the new revelation, "Don't do it. She's so sweet. We were going to work out together."
"It's not what you think." Roman groaned, pinching his eyes shut.
"You don't want to know what I'm thinking about right now." Dean wheezed with laughter.
It was really too easy to make Roman totally uncomfortable. He had become increasingly sensitive about her as of late and Dean loved poking the bear to see what kind of reaction he was going to get.
It also helped him gauge exactly how deep Roman was in with her. Roman was his boy and he wasn't going to let him get fucked over by her.
He didn't give a shit who her daddy was.
Seth was still pouting, "We were friends first. I danced with her if you'll remember. That means I get to veto all of this. It's for you your own good. Mostly hers, but some for you too."
"I did drop her off, and when I was leaving I saw Randy there waiting on her." Roman explained.
"Nooooo!" Seth exclaimed again, grasping onto the door frame to keep from losing his balance.
"Stop doing that!" Dean barked pushing him over anyways, "Are you fucking serious?"
Roman caught the sudden change in Dean's demeanor. It never took a lot to flip his switch and apparently Randy's intrusion just did.
"I got to her before he saw her. We waited around thinking that he would leave soon, but he went and got a key to her fucking room." he finished, "I couldn't leave her there."
"No..." Seth mumbled from the floor.
Dean however looked deep in thought, "So he's still there now?"
Roman heard the shower turn off, "Don't. You're going to make it worse on her. I'm taking her back in the morning and we'll go from there."
Dean nodded, "Don't leave without us."
Roman shut the door. He knew what that meant. Dean was always itching for trouble. This would mark the first time he had noble intentions for his psychotic tendencies. At least there was that.
He rushed to turn on the t.v. and get in bed before she was done. She came out of the bathroom toweling her inky black hair.
She had changed into his shirt but had opted out of his shorts. He hadn't noticed at first because his shirt was skimming the middle of her toned thighs. She sat on the opposite side of the bed still scrunching the water from her hair.
He cleared his throat anxiously, "Are you okay with sharing the bed? I can take the floor if not."
"You're not sleeping on the floor in your own room Roman." she scoffed, "That would really push everything over the edge."
He stopped flipping through the channels, "What do you mean?"
She sniffled, trying to hold back her tears, "I'm just so embarrassed. I'm not some damsel in distress all the time. I feel like a total loser."
He sat up then, "Randy's the loser for tormenting you like he does. This isn't your fault, Shi."
"I know you're right but it's still so lame." She sighed, wiping her tears away.
He pulled her back to his chest, "Stop before you work yourself up again."
He ran his hand up and down her arm methodically, hoping to prevent another break down, "Get some sleep. Its been a long night."
She nodded again against his chiseled upper body. She was seriously contemplating fake crying so she could just stay in his arms for the rest of the night. She had never been held until she fell asleep. Ever. She was relishing the thought of it though.
"Thank you again." She whispered, leaning up to place a chaste kiss on his cheek.
At least that had been her intention.
He looked down at her at the same time, inadvertently locking their lips together. Both pairs of eyes shot open in shock at what was happening.
She pulled away completely mortified now, "Oh my God, Roman, I'm so sorry!"
He hesitated only a moment before his hand came up to cup her cheek gently and guide her mouth back to his. Their full lips met with the sweetest of suction.
The corners of his mouth turned up hearing her soft moan.
He pulled away from her again to gauge her reaction.
She had been rendered deaf from his kiss. The pounding of her heartbeat in her ears was the only sound she could hear. He of course had no way of knowing that this was her first real kiss in her entire life.
She had gotten her first taste of intimacy and realized she would never have enough of the sensations he was making her experience.
He bent her head back across his arm, reclining on his elbow to press more of his body to hers. He met her lips more urgently this time, leaning his head to deepen the kiss. He slid his tongue past her lips to meet hers in the softest of caresses.
She totally understood then, in that moment, why people described kissing someone as melting because every inch of her was dissolving into him.
the way he moved his tongue, exploring and tasting every inch of her made her see starburst against her eyelids.
He tore his mouth away with a low groan, "Shiloh."
He used his nose to tilt her face further into his neck. He drug his lips from her ear lobe to where her pulse was still thrumming. She pulled his hair down from his ponytail, letting his still damp hair cascade around them. She moved a handful away from his face, her thumb resting on his high cheekbone. She fisted her hand into his scalp when she felt him nip and suck on her neck
The moan that passed through her lips surprised even her.
"You like that baby girl?" he growled in her ear.
She could hear him smiling even without being able to see his face. He knew exactly what he was doing to her and he was enjoying every second of it.
"Hmmm Roman." she sighed, trying to fill her hands with as much of him as she could.
He sat up on his knees suddenly to pull his shirt over his head. He caged her in with his arms on either side of her. He crashed his mouth back down on hers. The sight of her nipples straining beneath his shirt sent him into a frenzy.
He lowered himself down to his elbows to feel more of her. He dropped kisses on her neck and down to her clavicle. Anytime he kissed a spot he hadn't touched yet it sent shivers up and down her entire body. He never wanted her to stop reacting to his touch. He wanted to spend the rest of the night making sure every inch of her had been kissed, licked, or bitten.
He left a wet trail back up to her mouth. He slowed his pace, pressing his lips to hers deliberately. He was trying to read her mouth like it was covered in braille.
He wanted to remember every detail about her.
How had he not noticed the lightest dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose? He marveled at her long dark lashes and how they framed the most gorgeous eyes he had ever seen.
He always got compliments on his eye color, but hers looked as if they had been painted by Michaelangelo or Davinci himself. He didn't even know that many shades of blue existed. In the very center was the most dazzling shade of silver that made his spectacular eyes seem mundane.
He kissed her on her freckles, smiling when he felt her shiver again. He shifted his weight off of her, slowly lifting her shirt up to reveal more of her olive skin. When he got her stomach uncovered he delved down to mark this new territory as his too.
He alternated between gentle kisses and sharp nips. She had moved her hands to his hair again, pulling on it softly when he caused her pain.
He dipped his tongue into her belly button flicking both of the piercings she had there. She whimpered and squirmed beneath him. He pressed a damp kiss above her naval and stopped.
"Roman?" she called softly, barely above a whisper.
He rested his chin on her stomach and waited.
"I want you, but I can't right now." she said, regretting the words as soon as they left her mouth.
From what she could tell, he didn't seem mad or upset. He merely nodded and kept staring at her.
"I understand." he finally said, placing another kiss in the middle of her torso.
She sucked in a sharp breath, as she watched him kiss his way back up her body. She put her hands back in his hair and all but stopped breathing when he pulled her shirt up to expose the underside of her breasts.
"I want you too baby..." he trailed off.
He bent his head and ran his tongue along the curve of her breast.
"When you're ready, make sure you let me know." he said, his voice sounding like silk.
He dipped his head to her other breast, taking the soft flesh between his teeth.
She whimpered softly, her fingers tightening in his soft hair.
He kissed her sternum, making sure he left a small mark there before pulling her shirt back down.
She found his mouth one more time before rolling out from underneath him.
"Goodnight. Thank you for everything, especially understanding." she said quietly.
He rolled over next to her, molding his body to hers, "Is this okay?"
He put an arm around her waist and rested his head against hers.
"Yes." she answered with a sigh.
It was perfect.
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