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Disclaimer: My name is not Vince McMahon; therefore I do not own anything pertaining to the WWE. This includes Randy Orton and all other superstars, unfortunately. But if he would like to give himself to me, I would gladly accept. :D

Chapter 18

Stepping off of the elevator had Randy feeling a sense of déjà-vu. It was all too familiar to be coming home from a long day of work to a sterile hotel room instead of his comfortable bed in St. Louis. And this day had indeed been a long one. It felt like weeks since he had seen the fiery Ms. Jordan Ryan and decided to have a little fun with her. And if the unexpected kiss he pulled her for had been anything, it was certainly fun. But what was even better was how comfortable and genuine she had seemed after. Knowing her the way he did in such little time, he knew that she must have been fighting herself in the way that only Jordan could and that meant the world to him. And now he was determined to fight off his exhaustion and find her to make sure she knew just that. He felt an unfamiliar lightness cross the smile in his face as wandered past his room in search of hers at the end of the hallway. As he fought to remember the specific number of her room, he felt his phone vibrate once alerting him of a new text message. To his chagrin, the name that was brightly displayed was Sam's.

U know we belong together sexy. Meet me at Brookside Bar on Sunset Blv. 10, I'll be wearing that lil black dress you love ;)

Randy could hardly believe he has ever wanted Samantha for so long. But then again, he reminded himself, at one time she had been a much different woman. One that would never stand in the way of someone else's happiness let alone his. Randy was lost in his thoughts as he re-read the message and his feet continued to move on autopilot down the hallway. Before he could register where he was, he felt delicate cover his and pull him with surprising force into the room on his left. His back hit the wall as the hotel door swung shut and he felt his head being pulled down as a woman's lips parted his. Randy grabbed her waist and pulled her harshly against him as her hands snaked around his neck. His tongue met hers forcefully as her hands played with the hair at the nape of his neck. He was quickly losing all rational thoughts when she pulled away a smirked up at him. His breath was coming in short pants as she spoke.

"Just a little payback for earlier," Jordan said with a confident smile that made Randy want her even more that the kiss had.

Randy quickly looked at her retreating form as she moved farther into her room. She was dressed in simple white tank top and pale yellow skirt and she was barefoot. Her hair was down and flowing around her face and her eyes were bright with mischief. Randy knew in that instant that it was the most beautiful he had ever seen her look.

"So did it work?" she asked with a bright smile.

"Well, I don't know exactly what you were trying to do but if it was drive me insane, then yes, it worked," Randy said as walked to meet her as she sat on the edge of her bed.

"Good, that was my goal," she said with a wink. Randy sat and grabbed her hand before she spoke again. "How was your day Superstar?"

"Long. To say the least. Long script rehearsal, long promo shoot, long everything. Plus there was this one feisty little thing that I couldn't get off my mind all day," Randy said with a smirk before leaning in a kissing her cheek.

Jordan smiled before asking, "And who would that brazen woman be?" She laughed and started to pull him in for another kiss before something on the floor caught her eye.

"Hey, you dropped your phone. Wonder how you didn't notice that, it even still open," Jordan said with a wink as she got up to pick it up. Before Randy could remember the earlier text, he looked up to see a strange look cross Jordan's face. He sprung up off the bed and grabbed his phone before addressing her.

"Look Jordan, I know what you probably read and what you must think, but I swear there is nothing going on with her and me," Randy spoke fast and loud and Jordan just stood and watched him work himself into a panic. He continued to babble until her shoulder started to shake uncontrollably and laughter burst from her lips.

"Randy," she managed to get out in between laughs. "I know, okay? I would have to be an idiot not to know that that girl is trouble. I trust you. Lord knows why, but I do, so be quiet and kiss me," Jordan said as she grabbed his hand and linked it with her own. She looked up in to his bright blue eyes and smiled to let him know that she meant what she said.

Randy was speechless. He had expected another emotional battle between the two of them, but instead he had the woman he was liking more and more by the day begging him to kiss her. Yes, life for Randy Orton was good. He bent down and kissed her with all the passion he could muster after such a hectic day and wrapped his arms around her before speaking.

"You really are a surprise you know that, Feisty?" Randy said as he pulled away. "I like this. I like being able to come back and see you after a long day. I like talking to you. And hell, we both know I like kissing you," he said as Jordan laughed.

"Yes, I think we can both agree on that one," she said. "I like all of that too. You really are a good person, Randy," she said seriously as she stopped laughing.

He smiled before speaking quietly, "Yes, but don't tell anyone," he spoke in a stealth whisper as if it were a big secret, "I have a reputation to uphold."

Jordan punched with force as he laughed full and loud.

"Hey! You have got some strength on you! I was impressed by how you pulled me in here," Randy said as her pulled to lie on the bed.

"Yeah, well, I work out," Jordan said in her best macho impersonation. They both laughed as Jordan laid her head on Randy's chest and he kicked off his sneakers. They both watched the romantic comedy that was ending on the television as their eyes started to droop.

"I could definitely get used to this," Randy said as he pulled Jordan closer to him.

"Good," Jordan said as she wrapped her hand in his, "I don't plan on going anywhere."

Randy was just starting to fall into deep sleep when he heard Jordan laugh loudly. He felt her body shake as he opened his eyes to look down at her.

"Are you going a little crazy there, Feisty?" Randy asked with a sleepy laugh.

"No, I was just picturing Sam sitting all alone waiting for you. Victory is sweet, Superstar," Jordan said before falling into a deep, and very meaningful, sleep with Randy beside her.

As always sorry it took so long, school is a killer! I hope some of you still enjoy reading this story 