A/N: Uhm...yeah. No, I'm just not gonna say anything...

Chapter 22.

I woke the next morning alone. I was NOT expecting to be alone. I looked around everywhere, and I couldn't find Randy. I looked at the clock. Seven a.m. I sighed, walking into the bathroom, taking a nice, long, hot shower. When I got out, it was 7:45. I didn't matter what time I was at the arena for. All that matters is that I am there. It was about nine when I finished getting ready and getting my things together. Since Wrestlemania is tonight, Vince said to look your best in case you were caught on camera. I was wearing a pair of black, flared dress up pants with a nice white shirt over a black tank top. Simple. I slipped my black heels on and grabbed my things, heading for the door.

"I'll stop and get a bagel or something." I said to myself, as I closed my door. Adjusting my bag on my shoulder I started walking towards the elevator. As I turned the corner, I felt someone take the bag off my shoulder and kiss my cheek from behind. I quickly turned around to see Randy standing there, holding my bag.

"Hey there, pretty girl." He smiled.

"I was looking for you this morning." I told him.

"Yeah, sorry about that. I wanted to get in a quick training session and I showered and made sure everything was ready for tonight. I'll train more when I get to the arena. I didn't think I was gone that long, I didn't want you to wake up and me not be there." He smiled honestly. I smiled back, I had to.

"Okay, okay. Do you want to get breakfast with me?" I asked, pushing my bangs to the side.

"Uh, I actually promised John I'd have breafast with him so we could go over the match..." Randy said, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh. Okay then. Um, have a good breakfast with John. Try and find me when you get to the arena maybe, if you want. Um, yeah. Okay. Bye." I turned and started walking away. I stopped when I got to the elevator, realzing Randy still had my bag. I turned and walked back to where we were and Randy wasn't there. I frowned. I walked back to the elevator.

"Hopefully I'll see him at the arena." I thought, as I got in the elevator. Walking to my car, I held my keys tightly in my hand. As I got to my car, I looked up to see Randy standing against my door, smirking.

"Forget something?" He asked, his smirk growing wider.

"I am, matter of fact." I smiled, as he handed my bag over. "Thanks." I said, before looking at where our hands were touching. I bite my lip, slowly pulling my hand away. I blushed, so I made sure I looked down as I slid past him, unlocking my door. I tossed my bag in.

"Binx." Randy said, making me turn around.

"Yes?" I asked. He was thinking; his face showed his emotions.

"Uh...nevermind." He shook his head, closing his eyes.

"Are you okay?" I asked, stepping towards him, feeling his head. "You're a little hot."

"I wonder why." He said, smiling down at me. I tilted my head to the side.

"Huh?" He chuckled, shaking his head.

"Never you mind." He smiled. "I'll see you later, Binx." He quickly kissed my cheek, before going to his car. I shrugged before getting into my car and driving off to Dunkin Donuts. I arrived at the arena a short time later. I was informed that I was to be in the Diva's locker room tonight since I really didn't have to write tonight. Mickie walked in the room, smirking like crazy.

"What's with you?" I asked with a chuckle. Her smirk only grew wider as she tossed me the script for the night with an open page. "So I have a segment with Randy, so what?" I asked looking up at her.

"You have to kiss him." She said.

"Huh?" I looked down, quickly skimming over the contents of the segment. I do have to kiss him... "Oh..." I said, nodding. I sat on the bench. "Wanna help me practice my lines?"

"You aren't freaking out that you have to kiss him?" Mickie asked, shocked, as she quickly sat down next to me.

"Not really. We've kissed before so its no big deal." Mickie nodded.

"You're gonna love it." She smirked as I laughed.


"Ms. Carver! Your segment with Mr. Orton is in 30 minutes!" A stagehand yelled, poking his head in the door, before running out. So far Wrestlemania has been GREAT! Mickie retained her title, thankfully. I haven't seen Randy since this morning. I know he has to get ready and everything, but he didn't even stop to say hi. I shrugged to myself. While Mickie was in the shower, I decided to take a walk and clear my head.

I don't particularly know how long I was walking, but I somehow ended up in the place for my segment with Randy. He was already there, talking with a stagehand. Guess I wasn't walking that long. I shurgged, standing back until the segment was time.

"Ready?" The stagehand asked. Randy and I both nodded. "Action!"

Randy Orton stretched his arms and cracked his neck before starting down the hallway. His match was up next. He was facing John Cena to retain what he believes is rightfully his.

"Randy! I'm glad I caught you!" Bianca Carver said, quickly walking over to him. She pushed her glasses farther up her nose, looking at Randy.

"What is it Bianca?" Randy asked, looking down at her, while adjusting the tape on his wrists.

"Well, not that you'll need it," Bianca smiled, leaning in closer to Randy. "Good luck." She said, before kissing him. It lasted a little longer than it should have, and Bianca pulled away, quickly walking off camera.

I didn't wait for the stagehand to say 'cut' and I just walked off. "Bianca!" I heard Randy yell behind me. I turned around to see him jog up to me.

"Yes?" I asked. He smiled.

"Thanks for the kiss." He winked, before lightly pecking my lips and running off to the gorilla. I smiled, blushing, before walking back to the Diva's locker room.

XX"Okay, here's where the script stops and the guys end it themselves." Maria explained, as she, Mickie, and I all sat the closest to the television. The match lastest another 15 minutes before Randy hit his RKO, covering John, and retaining the title. I smiled, biting my lip.

"It sucks that John didn't win." I said to Mickie, who in return nodded.

"Guess that kiss with Bianca really paid off! We now have a new champion!" Jerry "The King" Lawler said. I turned back to the tv to see that Randy had taken his championship and was walking up the ramp at a fast pace.

"Where is he going?" Maria asked, saying my exact thoughts. All the Diva's were silent as we stood around the tv, watching Randy. He reached backstage and quickly made turns, as the camera man followed him.

"Looks like hes coming to the Diva's locker room." I heard Beth say behind me. Sure enough, as Randy threw open a door on the tv, the Diva's locker room door swung open as well. Randy came in quickly.

"Ladies." He nodded to each one, before quickly walking over to me, grabbing my waist, and pulling me into him, kissing me passionately! I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Jerry's voice was in the background.

"Well, Michael, I guess instead of going to Disney Land, Randy Orton went straight for Bianca Carver! The new WWE Champion ladies and gentleman; Randy Orton!" He exclaimed before the highlights of the night started playing and the little red dot out of the corner of my eye shut off. Randy still kept kissing me. The Diva's cleared their throats. Slowly, Randy pulled away, bringing his lips to my ear.

"I need to talk to you." He whispered, before grabbing his title, and walking out, followed by the camera man. I opened my eyes and Randy was gone and all the diva's were staring at me with wide eyes.

"Well that was hot now wasn't it?" Mickie asked, breaking out into a smile.

"What did he say to you?" Maria questioned, coming closer.

"That he needs to talk to me." I said, biting my lip. The diva's all squealed, making me cringe a bit, before laughing. I waited about half an hour before leaving for Randy's locker room. All the diva's had left, and I had been sitting alone in the locker room for about 15 minutes by myself. Well I use the term sitting lightly, because I was pacing the whole time, tryng to figure out what Randy wanted to talk to me about. I adjusted the bag on my shoulder, before knocking on Randy's door. Cody opened the door.

"Hey Binx. Randy's in there. Come on Ted!" Cody said quickly, as he and Ted rushed out of the room. I looked at them confused, before walking in the room, closing the door.

"I didn't think you were gonna show up." Randy smiled, walking over to me, taking my bag and setting it next to his on the table.

"I wanted to make sure that you had enough time to shower and change." I shrugged, smiling at him.

"I'm glad you came." He said, the smile he was wearing never leaving his face.

"So...what'd you wanna talk about?" I asked anxiously.

"Okay, just listen, okay?" I nodded. "I like you Binxy. A lot. I can't stand having to be just friends with you and seeing you everyday and not being able to kiss you, or touch you. I get jealous when another guy even fucking looks at you Binx." Randy said, lightly grabbing my right hand in his left, pulling me closer. "I wanna be with you." He said, looking down at the ground. I get the sense that he doesn't do this a lot. Is he...?

"Are you blushing?" I asked smiling, lifting his head up for me to see better. The redness showed a little even though his tan skin blocked mosot of it. "Randy, you're blushing." I said smiling, biting my lip slightly.

"Binxy, be with me." He said, looking into my eyes. I smiled, before leaning in and kissing him.

"I want to be with you." I said, smiling again. Randy beamed before kissing me passionately, picking me up and twirling me slightly, making me giggle against his lips. "So are you going to be afraid to come into my room now?" I joked, when we pulled away.

"Shut up." He chuckled, kissing me again. I smiled, and he pulled away a few minutes later. "Do you have your car?" He asked, grabbing his bags. I went to grab mine, but he grabbed it instead.

"Randy, you have enough bags, let me get mine!" I giggled, trying to get it back from him.

"No way, baby. I'm gonna treat you like a queen." He gave me a cheeky smile, before pecking my lips. I smiled, opening the door for him. He walked out and I followed after him.

"My car is over there." I pointed to my rental. We walked over and Randy put our things in the trunk. "I have to make a call real quick." I said to Randy as I pulled out my phone.

"Okay, I'll drive." Randy smiled, taking my keys from my hand before pecking my lips and getting in the car. I took out my phone, dialing the number. I waited as the phone rang.

"Hey, this is Derek. I'm not here right now. Leave a message and I'll get back to you when I can." BEEP!

"Derek, hey its Bianca. Um, call me when you get this. I'll be in town for a few more days and I figured we could meet up for coffee. I'll talk to you soon. Bye." I hung up the phone, slipping it into my coat pocket, before getting in the car,

"All set?" Randy asked. I nodded, turning on the radio.


We got back to the hotel not to long afterwards. Randy and I decided I would stay in his room tonight since his was so much bigger. I went to my room, grabbing a few things, before going back to Randy's room. I walked in and Randy was laying in bed, looking for something on tv. I shyly walked into the bedroom, standing by the door. Randy looked over.

"Hey pretty girl." He smiled, throwing the covers back for me to lay next to him. I put my small bag over by his before getting into bed. Randy covered me up with the blanket and pulled me closer, kissing me. I giggled slightly against his lips. He pulled back smiling. "I like being able to do that anytime I want now." Randy chuckled. I smiled, pecking his lips. I looked around the room. It was MUCH bigger than mine. I bite my lip. "So who'd you call earlier?" Randy asked as he settled on the local news.

"Oh, uh, this guy Derek I know that lives in Colorado. I figured we could meet up for coffee and catch up since its been like 6 years since I last seen him." I explained and Randy nodded.

"Have you ever...you know...dated him?" He asked. I chuckled.

"Um, no. Definitely not. From my mothers first marriage she had a son. Derek is her son. He was great to me and then when I was 13 he left for college. He never knew what my parents did to me." I explained. Randy nodded, not saying anymore on the subject. I got up from the bed, walking over to my bag, grabbing my pajamas and walking into the bathroom. I should really learn to pick better pajamas. I had on black short shorts and a white tank top. "Randy?" I called through the bathroom.

"Yeah?" He called back.

"Close your eyes." He chuckled.


"Cause! What I'm wearing is like bad!" I said. He laughed.

"Okay, they're closed." I opened the door, peering out at him. His eyes were closed and he had a small smile on his face. Quickly, I put my clothes in my bag and ran to the bed, quickly getting under the covers.

"Okay." He opened his eyes and looked down at me with an amused smile. I had the blanket up to my chin.

"Babe, stop being childish." Randy laughed lightly, making my heart melt. He pulled the covers off me a bit, just revealing my tank top and helped me sit upright. I smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him. Randy quickly brushed his lips onto mine and the next thing I knew, I was straddling his lap. Randy brought his hands up to cup my face. I pulled him closer and he moaned slightly. I smiled against his lips, as he slowly ran his hands up my tank top before lifting it over my head.

Randy flipped me over. "I'm on top." He smirked, before ducking down and capturing my lips with his. I ran my hands over his abs, making him moan loudly in my mouth.

"Randy..." I moaned his name softly as he began kissing my neck. He began kissing south but a knock at the door made him hesitate.

"Ignore it." He mumbled against my skin as he continued to kiss down to my naval. The knocking continued and I sighed.

"Randy, I'll get it." He sighed, moving off of me. I stood up, grabbing my shirt, slipping it on.

"Babe?" I turned around.

"Yeah?" I asked with a smile. He stood up, walking over to me.

"Don't tell them were together. We should keep it a secret for awhile. Makes this even more sexier." He smirked, kissing my neck. I giggled.

"You got it." I walked to the door, opening it, to see Ted standing there.

"Hey, sorry, am I interrupting something?" Ted asked, quickly looking over me.

"Not at all. Randy and I were planning on watching a movie." He nodded,

"Um, why are you wearing practically nothing?" He asked, observing what I was wearing.

"Oh! I wanted to change and all my clothes need to be washed.." I bit my lip. He shrugged.

"So, did Randy talk to you?" He asked smiling.

"All he wanted to talk about was about watching a movie." I shrugged. His brow furrowed in confusion.

"Can I talk to him real quick?" I nodded, opening the door wider and he walked in. Randy came out of the bedroom, after putting on pajama bottoms and a shirt.

"Hey man. What's up?" Ted looked back at me.

"I'll, uh, use the bathroom and change back into jeans." I giggled nervously, before walking into the bedroom. I heard Ted asking Randy why he didn't tell me how he really felt and then Randy making some lame excuse. I giggled quietly, before slipping my jeans on. I walked out and Ted was nodding.

"Okay, thanks man." Ted looked at me. "See ya later Binx."

"Bye." I smiled and Ted left. "What did he want to talk about?" I asked, walking over to Randy.

"Where to take Mickie on a date." He chuckled before wrapping his arms around my waist.

"He interrupted us, to ask you a question?" I giggled, laying my hands on his chest.

"Guess so." Randy nodded, walking over to me and pushing me against the wall. He attacked my neck with his kisses all while his hands explored my body. "Now lets get these jeans off you."