I reached my hotel room which was massive. I looked into the rooms and there was one in particular that caught my eyes. There were rose peddles scattered all over the bed. I walked up and spotted a note.
To my future wife. -Phil.
I scoffed and went to the kitchen. i opened the stove top and watched how the note burned to ashes. The door opened and I heard heels. I brushed off the burnt paper into the garbage. I walked towards the door and see black hair.
"Hello?" I said the figure stopped dead in her tracks and turned around. My eyes widen of who was standing before me.
You must be Angie, I am Melina." She said.
"I know who you are, what are you doing back?" I asked helping her with her luggage.
"Well I just couldn't stop thinking about being in the ring. So I called up Stephanie and she literally screamed over the phone." She explained. I laughed.
'It's very cool to have you back Melina, I am such a big fan, and plus to be rooming with you is awesome." I said fangirling a little. She giggled.
"So which one is your room--Why do I smell roses?" She asked.
"Long story my friend." I answered. She looked at me closely.
"Wait, aren't you Phil's girlfriend or something?' She asked. I froze up.
"Me being his girlfriend never existed." I quietly said.
"Oh, I am sorry." She said rubbing my back.
"It's not your fault, now I am part of Phil's list of girls who fell for his mind games." I said. She sighed.
"You want to know a secret?" She asked I nodded.
“Me and Phil used to date, and I fell for his Mind games as well. Then one day we got into an argument and he said he was with someone else-"She started to say before I cut her off.
"Was that some else 2K?" I asked. She looked at me with wide eyes.
"Yeah, did he?" I nodded.
"But I am not with him anymore." I said.
"If you really think about it, Kelly is mostly getting played. Phil lost the best things that ever happened to him. But that's all in the past, I have John Morrison, and you have... whoever you have." She explained. I laughed. I looked at the time and it was 7pm.
"I have to go get ready for something. I'll see you later?" I asked. She nodded. My phone buzzed and it was Jon.
Wear something casual, beautiful.
I smiled and went to go to the shower to get ready for what Jon got planned for tonight.
"After 20 minutes of getting ready, my finished outfit was a crop top, skinny jeans, and combat boots. There was a knock on the door. I took one last glance at the mirror to check myself.
I walked towards the door and opened it. My eyes widen of how Jon presented himself. This is the most I've ever seen Jon this good.
"I am guessing I look great." He said. I nodded.
"You look handsome Jon." I said.
"Thanks, you look beautiful as always." He said kissing my cheek. I blushed. He took my hands into his and walked us down to his car. I walked in and it was silent. I looked out the window watching the beautiful view of the beach.
'Your eyes look amazing in the moonlight." He said cutting off the silence.
"Are you going to complement me the whole time we are out together?" I asked and the car topped in front of a beach.
"Anything to make you smile all the time." He answered.
"Well it's working." I replied. He sighed. I looked at him concerned.
"Angie, I am not the type to talk about my feelings; but when it comes to you my heart can't keep it all in." He started. My heart began to race with his words.
"Jon, you are scaring me." I said. He laughed.
"I didn't mean to scare you beautiful. Like as I was saying. I couldn't stand seeing you with Phil. I regret telling you to go to Phil. Then he would've have hurt you. Then when he proposed to you... my heart just shattered into billions of pieces. I just wanted to just hurt him so bad. Angie, I never stopped loving you since we broke up." He concluded.
I just stared at him shocked. By the look in his eyes he was dead on serious.
"Dean, why didn't you tell me this before?" I asked he looked down at the steering wheel.
"I didn't want to ruin things between you and Phil. You seemed so happy, that I just kept it in until the right time." He answered.
"All that smiling you saw was fake Dean; I was just hiding the hurt. I thought everything was going to be great between me and Phil. But a long night without him by my side, and the arguing wasn’t great at all. Then all those nights with Phil or when he is not there all I was thinking about was you." I explained.
"You’re not the only one, after we do a show... I'll head straight to the bar, and drink loads. That's how bad it hurt me." He said. I wanted to tear up so bad but I just wanted them to stay in.
"I never stopped loving you either; I just thought you would quickly move on from me." I replied. He laughed.
"Angie, If I ever moved on from you I would be stupid. You gave me the best time of my life, and I just want to know if you are willing to do that again?" He asked.
"Jon what are you trying to say?" I asked. He took my hands into his and looked me in the eye.
"Angie, are you willing to be mines again? I'll prove it to you that I am serious." He pleaded.
"Prove it to me." I simply said. He turned on the car and quickly drove back to the hotel.
We arrived at the hotel and Jon grabbed my arm pulling me into the elevator breathing hard.
"I'll prove it to you real good." His raspy voice came put and I knew at that point he was serious. The elevator door opened and he rushed into the hotel room.
I opened the door I was pushed against the wall and my lips were attacked. The kiss deepened. Our tongues were fighting for dominance. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He laid me down on the bed. He reached for the bottom of my shirt taking it off, tossing it to the side. I rolled him over so I was on top.
I played with the hem of his pants before pulling them down. He cock spring up, slapping his stomach. I slowly put the tip of his cock in my mouth swirling my tongue around it. He let out a throaty groan.
“Ah fuck, that feels amazing.” He moaned. I bobbed my head up and down until a felt his cock twitch in my mouth.
He filled my mouth up with his warm juices. I swallow his cum. He flips me back over so he is on top. He grasped his cock, rubbing it across my folds slowly before entering me.
“Fuck you’re so tight.” He moaned.
“You feel so good baby.”I tell him.
“Put your hands on the bed post.” He said. I crawled over to the post and he tied his belt around my hands so I couldn’t move.
“Bend over. I want to see that pretty ass of yours.” he growled. I did as he said and he slammed into me hard again.
“Shit.” I moaned. In the room, all you could hear was skin slapping against skin, our moans, and Dean smacking my ass.
“Fuck Dean.” I moaned throwing my head back. Dean grabbed my hair and pounded me.
“I’m so close.’ I moaned.
“Me too baby.” His thrusts were slowing down and getting sloppy.
“Fuck!” he yelled.
He collapsed on the bed, catching his breath.
"Did I prove it to you enough for you to be mines again?" He asked between breaths.
"Yes." I nodded shocked of how Jon was so dominate in bed.
"I love you." he breathed out.
"I love you too." I said before kissing him on the lips.