**DISCLAIMER! I do not own Randy (wish I did!) nor any of the WWE stuff referenced in this story. Linnea is my own created character, along with anyone else mentioned who are NOT in the WWE.

This story will have some racy scenes from time to time. Nothing violent, just sexual. If you're not ok with that, you've been warned.

Thanks for reading, and please read and review! I love hearing peoples' opinions and wishes. Thanks!***

Randy walked into the physical therapy office and approached the check-in desk. And of course there was a couple of girls at the desk. He sighed to himself. He was already crabby because he had gotten hurt in the first place, then crabbier because he had to have surgery, and just over the top crabby because he had to fly to Minnesota for rehab. The blonde checked him in and sent him to the registration desk.

"I'll be right there, sorry!" Randy heard a girls' voice call from somewhere behind the desk.

Soon a shorter girl appeared looking completely embarrassed appeared. She had on black wire rim glasses, she had her super spiral curly brown hair with blonde, red and purple highlights pulled back into a messy bun with a few random curls down, she had beautiful brown eyes with amazing eye lashes, not a lot of make-up, and very kissable pink lip-gloss covered lips. "I'm so sorry; I just grabbed my coffee cup and dumped it all over myself." She confessed while blushing. "How can I help you today?"

Randy grinned, she was definitely not stunning, but she was cute. "Are you ok?"

She nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I don't think there was too bad of burns."

"Well, today's my first day here." Randy began.

"Alright, I just need your name your drivers' license, and your insurance card."

While Randy was digging out his cards, he glanced up at her. She clipped her name badge back onto her scrub top. Her picture looked almost identical to how she looked today. Her name was Linnea F. He handed his cards to her and smiled, "So, have you worked here long?"

She smiled as she accepted them and started entering his information into the computer, "I've been here about a year. I've worked here for longer than that, but I moved up to the front desk about a year ago. I used to work in the billing department. I'm only in registration because we're short-staffed." She looked up at him. "So, why are you here?"

"Shoulder surgery. So does that mean I'll see you at the front desk everyday?" Randy asked secretly hoping.

She entered his information and he couldn't get over how quickly her fingers flew across the keyboard. "Yup, you'll be stuck with me." She handed him back his stuff and had him sign some papers. "Alright, you're all set. You can head back out to the waiting room and they'll call you back shortly. Have a great day Mr. Orton."

"You too Linnea."

She blushed; he had read her name badge. Once he was back in the therapy area, she walked up to the front desk. "Oh my God you guys. You have to warn me when you're sending someone that hot back to me."

The girls both laughed. Anna (the blonde) grinned, "Gee, why?"

Linnea held out her scrub top, "I went to grab my coffee and dumped it all over myself. Then I walk out and he's sitting there." She playfully fanned herself, "Be still my heart!"

The three of them laughed, Becky (the brunette) patted her hand, "It's ok. Starting tomorrow you'll get to see him five days a week. I'll be back in registration since Nancy's gone now."

Linnea laughed and headed back to her desk.

The next morning Randy walked in carrying a cup of coffee with the lid duct-taped on. He set it down on the counter and smiled at Linnea. "I thought I'd help you out." Randy said with a chuckle.

Linnea smiled and blushed, "Thanks. This is definitely clever."

"I couldn't help it. The idea came to me yesterday."

Linnea typed away on the keyboard, "Alright Mr. Orton, you're all checked in. They'll be with you shortly. Thanks again for the coffee."

"You're welcome. It's just black, so you might need cream. And please, just call me Randy." Randy advised as he headed to his seat.

"Ok Randy, I don't mind, I'll drink it whatever way." Linnea said with a laugh.

Randy got called back, so he walked back with the nurse.

Anna turned to Linnea, "Girl, I think he likes you."

"No, I think he's just a flirt." Linnea said with a laugh. "Look at him and look at me. Do I look like anything he's probably ever even considered a date with? I don't think so."

Anna laughed, "You never know! Besides, who said anything about dating. He'd be a good guy to take out and have him ROCK your world and get you over what's-his-name."

Linnea rolled her eyes and shook her head, "Brandon. And I'm doing just fine on my own, thank you."

Every day for the next week started off the same way. Randy rolled in the doors around 8am for his 8:15am session. Every day he would have a few laughs with Linnea. Then when he would leave, he'd nod his head at her as to say goodbye on his way out the door. She always felt bad because she could tell he was in pain.

Two weeks later, Randy rolled in and Linnea was rubbing her temples with one hand while typing with the other. "What's wrong?"

Linnea looked up at Randy trying to not squint her eyes, "I have a killer migraine this morning. How are your sessions going?"

"Each one gets a little better. Have you taken anything for it?"

Linnea shook her head, "No, I haven't yet. I try not to take stuff on an empty stomach, so I'm waiting for my first break."

"You know what else helps?" Randy asked.

Linnea finished checking him in. "You're all checked in. What's that?"

Sitting in a hot tub or getting a massage." Randy replied.

"Both sound nice, unfortunately not on my schedule for the day." Linnea said with a laugh.

"We could add it to your schedule." Randy said with a smile.

"Mr. Orton." The nurse called.

Randy smiled, "Just think about it. Hope you feel better." And he walked off with the nurse.

"Oh my god," Anna quietly squealed. "He's totally asking you for a hot tub date."

"No, he's just being polite and making small talk." Linnea replied.

Randy walked out of the office and strolled by the front desk but only Anna was sitting there. He waited till she had people checked in then he approached her, "Where's Linnea?"

"She's on break. She's resting in one of the empty rooms." Anna replied quietly.

"Is she feeling any better?" Randy inquired.

"No, it's getting worse." Anna answered.

"So if you were to accidentally tell me which room she's in," Randy said with a smile.

Anna grinned, "Now you know I can't do that. Besides, you're already out there."

Linnea came walking back up to the front desk looking white as a sheet.

Randy looked at her, "You don't look like you're feeling that well. You should go home."

Linnea softly shook her head no, "No, it's ok. As long as I'm sitting down, I'm ok."

Anna looked at her, "Just go home. I've got this. And if I get backed up, I'll call Becky up here."

"No, I don't think driving is a wise idea at this juncture." Linnea confessed. She sounded as if she could either break down crying or pass out at any minute.

"Look, I'm on my way out. Let me drive you home." Randy offered. "I know you don't know me from anyone, but I promise; you'll be safe. We can worry about your car later."

Linnea looked over at Anna. Anna nodded her head, "I'm pretty sure you'll be safe."

Linnea sighed and looked towards Randy, "Ok, if you're sure it's not a problem."

Randy nodded, "Trust me, it's not a problem. I come here and then I go home. I come here, then I go home. I don't really have a life here."

She grinned, "Ok, let me check in with my boss and grab my purse." Linnea walked off slowly. Randy could tell from the way she was walking that she was in pain.

He looked at Anna, "Does she get these often?"

Anna shook her head, "No, maybe a couple times a year."

Linnea walked out carrying her purse and a duffel bag. "Thank you for doing this Randy, I really appreciate it. I feel like a burden though." She slipped on her sunglasses and walked over to him.

"Trust me, you're not a burden." Randy said. They walked out of the office to Anna telling Linnea to feel better soon. He opened the car door for her and helped her in.

Once he was in the car, he looked over at her. "Do you want me to take you straight home, or do you need to get anything, or do you want to go and sit in a hot tub?"

Linnea looked over at Randy, "And where would I find a hot tub besides the gym; which is the last place I want to be right now."

"Well, I know someone who has one in his room." Randy replied with a smile.

"I don't have a bathing suit on me." Linnea replied. "We'd have to stop by my house and grab it."

"Or you could just not wear it." Randy said with a chuckle. "I'm guessing you're wearing a bra and underwear, they cover the same."

Linnea laughed, "I'm in far too much pain to argue that point. I don't know how much company I'll be, but if the medicine kicks in, and the hot tub works, then maybe I won't be such a stick in the mud."

Randy smiled, "Hey, don't worry. I just want you to feel better."

Linnea leaned her head against the window as they drove to his hotel room. Part of her screamed she should just go home and forget about him, but the other part loved the sense of excitement. His eyes dared her and she never turned down a dare. The wild side of her was trying to get out…even though she felt like crap.

They pulled in the parking lot of a very nice extended-stay hotel. "Here we are, home sweet home." Randy said with a chuckle.

Linnea smiled, "It looks very nice."

"Yeah it is pretty nice. I like it. Plus it's quiet and even though I like to live it up, right now I just want peace and quiet." Randy said as he guided her through the building.

They rode up the elevator to third floor and stopped at room 303. "Here we are." Randy said opening the door with his key.

Linnea walked in and looked around. It was a very nice room. It was the size of a small apartment. It had a separate bedroom and a nice sized kitchen and living room. "This is very nice."

Randy smiled, "Thanks. It's not bad. I'll go kick on the hot tub and let it warm up a bit."

Linnea nodded and went to the kitchen table and set down her purse and her sunglasses.

"So, what's the duffel bag for?" Randy asked from the bedroom.

Linnea walked into the bedroom, "I usually go the gym after work. So my workout clothes are in there." She could feel the headache medicine starting to work. She was able to open her eyes all the way and she was feeling a bit sassy.

Randy looked at her, "You like to work out?"

Linnea had a good chuckle, "Yeah, I do. See, I like to eat. So if I didn't like to work out, I'd probably be three times my size."

Randy laughed, "You look as if you're starting to feel better. The color is back in your cheeks."

Linnea smiled, "Yeah I'm feeling a little better."

"Well, are you ready to climb in?" Randy asked.

"Definitely." Linnea replied. "Do you want me to help you?"

Randy smiled. His arm was in a sling, and she knew he had shoulder surgery; getting dressed and undressed was still in issue. "Actually, that would be great." Randy said as he removed the sling carefully.

First Linnea pulled off her scrub top. Underneath she had on a black bra with pink Playboy bunnies on it. Then she slid off her scrub pants and there she was wearing a black Playboy thong that had a pink bunny in the front with a tiny rhinestone eye.

Randy watched her undress and tried to not get aroused, but it was hard not to. She was definitely a pretty girl.

Then Linnea took off her glasses and set them on the counter. She preceeded to take her hair out of the messy bun she wore it in and let her spiral curls fall wildly upon her shoulders.

Randy took a deep breath. She was looking hot!

Linnea went to him and carefully pulled his shirt off. She tried to hide her surprise at his muscles. "I knew he was hot, but DAMN!" She thought to herself. Then she reached down and un-buttoned his jeans. She slid them down his legs and slowly stood back up. She bit her bottom lip because she was thinking very naughty thoughts.

Randy held his breath, this girl had been on his mind for the last two weeks and here she was in his hotel room undressing him. He knew she had a migraine, but that wasn't stopping him from thinking dirty thoughts about her. As she slid her hands in the waistband of his boxers, he smiled and caught her eye.

He leaned down and kissed her. Linnea wrapped her arms around him tightly and kissed him back. He leaned her against the bathroom counter and began to passionately French kissed her.

She smiled beneath his kiss and returned the favor. He slid his good arm around her and held her firmly against him. She could feel the bulge in his boxers growing beneath her. He began to kiss her neck and she couldn't help but let a little moan escape her. Linnea reached around him and slid her fingernails down his spine and then wrapped her hands around his firm ass and pulled him against her.

Randy moaned a little with that move. He reached around her and undid her bra. She helped him slide it off. As he began to explore her eagerly awaiting nipples with his tongue, he slid her thong down a bit.

Linnea used her foot to grab it with her toes and slid it down the rest of the way.

He looked up and smiled, "You're my kind of woman."

She grinned back at him, "You ain't seen nothing yet."

And soon it was on. They were both passionately kissing and grinding into one another. Randy whispered into her ear, "You wanna get in the hot tub."

"Mmm-hmm. You first." She breathlessly replied.

Randy climbed in and sat down on the ledge. Linnea climbed in and sat down upon his hard, throbbing manhood.

She slowly lowered herself on him. Neither one of them were thinking about anything other than being with each other.

She began to ride Randy slowly at first, and then began to speed up. She reached down and massaged and caressed him as she moved her hips in a circular motion.

Randy arched so he was as deep in her as he could be.

They were both moaning and kissing in pure ecstasy. She raked her nails down his back as he nibbled on her earlobes and her neck affectionately.

He grabbed her and pulled her against him as tight as possible as they exploded with each other. The moanings rang through the bathroom.

She rested her head on his shoulder and he held her close. They could feel each other's hearts beating wildly.

"Tell me all about yourself, then I'll tell you about me." Randy said finally breaking the silence.

Linnea slowly stood up and moved off of him and sat down beside him. Together they began to talk about themselves to each other. Randy opened up and told her about the Marines and told her about being a professional wrestler. Linnea told him about working at the clinic. They also talked about things they like to do for fun.

They got out of the hot tub once they both looked like prunes. They dried off and Linnea helped Randy get dressed. Then she got dressed.

"How are you feeling?" Randy asked.

"I'm ok. I still have a light headache, but now I'm starving." Linnea said with a laugh. "Wanna go back to my place and I'll make us dinner?"

Randy laughed, "I'll make you a deal, let's skip cooking tonight. Let's pick something up, take it to your place, I'll crash there and take you to work in the morning."

Linnea nodded, "Ok, sounds good to me."

Randy packed a few things in an overnight bag and they left his room to head to her place.

**Well, what do you think of the first chapter? I know it hasn't explained a whole lot, but trust me, it will. Please read and review! THANKS!"