I cannot believe I haven't updated since the end of April!!!!! Thank you all so much for being so patient. . .these past two months have been absolutely insane! Hopefully updates will come faster now!

I know the wrestling community is still distraught over the recent tragedy that took place, and if you're anything like me you've been pretty down about it. Hopefully this will make you feel a little better. . .I know I felt better writing it.

As always, I disclaim. . .

Chapter Fifteen: Whipped Cream

Katharine scanned the crowd in anticipation, desperately looking for Randy to appear. Twenty minutes earlier she had walked across the stage and received the diploma that granted her a bachelor's degree in rhetoric, language, and communications. She was officially a college graduate! There were times that she thought this day would never come, and now that it was here there was only one person that she wanted to spend it with. She just had to find him.

She finally spotted him standing off to the side in the lobby, searching the crowd to find her as well. He was impossible to miss, being that he was at least a head taller than the rest of the crowd and the most attractive man there. Katharine giggled and pushed through people to get to him.

Randy saw her coming and his heart swelled with pride. She was beautiful, positively glowing and beaming with happiness. He was honored that she had asked him to come to see her graduate; most people brought their families to important occasions such as this, but Katharine had said that she didn't need anyone else so long as he was there. There was no way he would have missed it.

"Hi baby girl!" he grinned at her as she reached him. He held his arms out to her and they embraced tightly, his hands getting lost in the folds of her black commencement robe. "I'm so proud of you."

"I can't believe this day finally came!" Katharine exclaimed. She pulled back so that she could look him in the eyes. "And I'm so glad that you're here. There's no one else that I would rather share it with."

Randy gave her a soft kiss, one that was simple but conveyed everything that he was feeling. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be," he answered sincerely.


They were interrupted by the sound of Kellie's high-pitched voice. Katharine turned around and saw her best friend running towards her. They hugged tightly and jumped up and down, both ecstatic and overcome with joy. Randy smiled to himself as he watched the two girls. It was clear to anyone who saw them that they were best friends and the bond between them as unbreakable. As Randy watched them hug and congratulate each other, he couldn't help but wish he had been a better friend to John and Dave. They tried to stand by him and to support him unconditionally when things were rough, but he just pushed them away like he always did. He vowed never to do that again. The old Randy Orton liked living life in the fast lane as a solitary figure, but not the man that he was now. The new Randy Orton recognized that he needed people and did his best not to push them away. He was going to call John and Dave later and apologize for being such a jackass.

Once the girls had finished congratulating each other, Kellie left to go find her family and Katharine turned her attention back to Randy. At the moment, all she wanted to do was be close to him. Graduating college meant that she had faced all of the demons in her life and had won. That framed slip of paper that gave her a degree also gave her the start of the rest of her life.

She kissed his lips every so slightly and smiled. "Thank you for coming," she said softly.

"Thank you for asking me," he replied in a tone that was equally soft. Randy ran his hands up and down her arms, which were enveloped by layers of black fabric. "Come on, I have a surprise for you."

Katharine raised an eyebrow. "A surprise? May I ask what?"

He grinned devilishly at her. "You can ask but I'm not going to tell you. You'll just have to wait and see."

She laced her fingers with his and their hands molded together as if they were one. "Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Randy laughed and led her away from the mob scene. He had put a lot of thought into this surprise and couldn't wait to give it to her. He only hoped she loved it as much as he did.

They were in Central Park. That was the extent of Katharine's knowledge of her whereabouts or what Randy had planned for her that afternoon. When Randy Orton promised a surprise, he took it all the way. After arriving at Central Park, he had promptly slipped a blindfold around her eyes and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her to their destination, wherever it may be. Despite numerous protests to put her down and let her see where they were going, he refused to honor her request. Katharine had finally settled back against him in resignation, forced to wait and see what would happen next.

"How do you know I even like surprises?" she questioned as she felt them moving forward. "Maybe this kind of thing gives me panic attacks."

Randy shook his head and chuckled at her creative ways of trying to get him to tell her what he had planned. "I know for a fact that you love surprises and that they don't give you panic attacks."

Busted. "Well, maybe I'm really uncomfortable at the moment," she tried again, though this attempt was much weaker than the first.

"You're lying once again," he reprimanded her in a teasing tone. "You are perfectly comfortable in my arms. In fact, I bet you're feeling pretty safe right about now because you know I'd never let anything happen to you."

Katharine grit her teeth in frustration and then sighed. He was right, damn him. There was nowhere else in the world she'd rather be than in his arms, not only because he was wonderful and tender, but because she did feel perfectly safe with him.

"Okay fine, I give up!" she acquiesced.

"And just in time," Randy replied as he stopped moving. "We're here."

Katharine listened intently, but all she could hear was the quiet rustling of the slight breeze in the trees. Voices were nowhere to be heard and it sounded like they were all alone. Her heart began to beat rapidly in her chest and for a brief second she was frightened, but then she reminded herself that she was with Randy. He would always take care of her and she had nothing to fear from him.

"Happy graduation," Randy whispered in her ear. He gently set her on her feet and removed the blindfold, exposing Katharine's eyes to the sunlight and the surprise that waited for her.

Katharine gasped at the sight of what lay before her. Spread out on the ground was a red blanket and on top of it sat a picnic basket. A bottle of champagne and two glasses rested nearby, as well as a bouquet of pink roses, which happened to be her favorite flower.

"Oh my gosh, Randy!" she exclaimed. "This is. . .it's so sweet!"

Randy loved it when Katharine was at a loss for words. Since she was a writer and always dealt with words it didn't happen too often, but when it did he knew he had done something to make her happy. He wrapped his arms around her from behind, his hands folding together around the flat surface of her belly. "Congratulations again," he said softly.

"How did you do this?" she asked. "You've been with me at the graduation all day."

Randy shrugged his shoulders. "That's not important. I had a little help, that's all."

Katharine shook her head. "You're too much, you know that?"

He chuckled. "You wouldn't have me any other way."

She gently turned around, Randy's arms still encircling her. "You're the best," she smiled as she gazed up into his eyes, blue pools that were filled with such happiness and tenderness. Those emotions were all for her.

"Only because of you," he answered. Katharine gave him the resolve and the courage to be a good person, someone that even he could be proud of. "Now why don't you go see what's inside that basket?"

"More surprises?" she questioned in a teasing tone. She giggled when he merely smiled in response. "You spoil me, Randy Orton."

He let her go and watched as she kicked out of her open-toed stiletto pumps, leaving her barefoot in the grass and suddenly much shorter than before. She gave him a quick kiss and hurried over to the picnic basket, her pale green sleeveless dress hugging her curves in all the right places in the process. Randy sucked in his breath and exhibited a Herculean effort at maintaining his composure. Katharine was beautiful and could be a model. Being that he was a red-blooded American male, it was difficult at times to remember to be patient and go slow with her. Now happened to be one of those times.

Katharine peered into the basket and squealed when she saw what saw inside. "You didn't!" she exclaimed.

"Oh but I did," Randy grinned as he approached her. "It's all of your favorites. We've got chocolate covered strawberries, angel food cake, and all of the Godiva chocolate you can eat."

She righted herself and raised an eyebrow, one hand displaying a can of whipped cream. "And this?"

Randy merely shrugged in response. "Add it to the chocolate covered strawberries. It's really good."

Katharine gave a slow nod. They were alone in the park and she was feeling devilish. "You know what else is really good?" she asked as she stepped closer to him.

She had no idea what she was doing to him. Randy swallowed hard. "What?"

Katharine grinned at him. "This."

He anticipated a kiss but what he received in response was far different. She poured a dollop of whipped cream in her hand and smeared it in his face before he had a chance to react. He was left sputtering while she giggled uncontrollably.

"Oh my gosh!" Katharine laughed as she doubled over in hysterics. "You should see yourself, Randy!"

He wiped the whipped cream from his face and rubbed it between his fingers. "Yeah, I guess it is pretty funny," he agreed as he assessed the situation. "You know what else is funny?"

Katharine stopped laughing when she saw him creating a glob of whipped cream in his hands, resembling a snowball. "No way," she said. "You keep your that away from me!"

Randy chuckled as she moved forward. She stepped back, maintaining the distance between them. "But I want to share," he teased.

"No, that's okay," she disagreed. "Besides, it's my graduation day. You don't want to spoil that."

"Consider it a gift," he answered.

Katharine dropped the can of whipped cream that she had been holding and began to run. Randy wasn't far behind and he chased her around their blanket. It was far from serious, for they were both laughing the whole time.

Randy eventually caught up to her and Katharine felt herself lifted high in the air. "Randy!" she cried as he lowered them both to the blanket. She lay beneath him before she knew it and he stretched out on top of her. He ran his hands up her arms, leaving a trail of whipped cream in their wake.

Her eyes widened as his hands began to work their way up to her face. "You wouldn't dare!"

His blue eyes twinkled. "Oh, I would!"

Randy thought he had her right where he wanted her, but Katharine turned the tables on him. She quickly grabbed his hands and shoved the whipped cream back in his face so that he was once again covered with it.

"Ha ha!" she laughed triumphantly. "I win!"

Randy shook his head and sat back on his heels, realizing that he could not win with her. "I have been thoroughly defeated," he admitted.

Katharine sat up as well, her long curls tumbling about her shoulders. "Let's call a truce. I wouldn't want you to embarrass yourself any further than you already have."

"Truce," he agreed.

Katharine rose to her knees so that they were at eye level with each other. "You look cute in whipped cream," she teased.


Randy reached for napkins and began to wipe the whipped cream from his face. Katharine rubbed the small traces from her arms watched him and bit her bottom lip. Randy was everything she had ever wanted in a man, everything she could ever want. She loved him without a doubt and she wanted him to know that.

But first there was still the issue of the whipped cream. "I think I'm all clean now," Randy said as he tossed the napkins to the side.

Katharine shook her head. "Not quite." She slid closer to him and wrapped his arms around his neck. "You have a little. . .right here."

To Randy's surprise, Katharine leaned in and kissed him. It was soft and gentle, just like her. He had never known a woman like her. She was innocent and sweet, and that drove him crazy.

She drew out his bottom lip and sucked on it ever so lightly, causing shivers to course through him. Randy drew her closer, wrapping his hands around her waist and pressing her to him.

Katharine slowly pulled back and he gazed at her with hazy eyes. "What was that for?" he whispered.

She smiled, ready to confess all that was in her heart. "Because I love you," she said softly.

Randy blinked, unsure that he had heard her correctly. Had she just said she loved him? By the look on her face, he knew that she really had said it. His heart throbbed against his rib cage, ready to burst out of his chest. This beautiful woman who had so much to offer actually loved him. He didn't know what he had done to deserve her, but he was thankful for whatever it was.

"Can I tell you a secret?" Randy replied, his voice just as soft as hers had been. "I love you, too."

Her smile turned into a wide grin and she tightened her hold around him. Katharine hugged him close and buried her head in his shoulder. She was so happy she couldn't speak, for he loved her back.

They held one another for what seemed like an eternity, but neither cared about how much time had passed. They had each other and that was all that mattered. Both felt so blessed that the other had come into their lives and they knew for the first time in a long while that everything was going to be alright.