Part 22 - Asking For It

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We had to leave quicker than expected.

Rhea got a call and they decided to book her in an impromptu match with Liv Morgan on Smackdown. Dom being ringside of course.

So we had to rush to the arena, and Rhea had 26 minutes exactly to get ready.

I decided not to bother her getting ready, and after convincing her I'd be okay, I was sitting backstage with Becky who was also here tonight, just watching.

"You and Rhea?" Becky brought up, when she saw Rhea come out ready to go, stretching her wrists out in the corner. "I can't say I'm not shocked."

I giggled a little. "Me too, to be honest."

"I couldn't imagine her being a girlfriend. I don't think I've ever seen her do something kind, that was from her heart for someone." Becky said. "You must be different."

I smiled. "Must be." I ignored the part where she thought she was my girlfriend.

I adored how kind Becky was. She was accepting no matter what. Even when she warned me of Rhea when I first met her, she didn't judge me at all.

I noticed Rhea staring at me as she bounced to warm up on her toes. "I'll be back." I told Becky, knowing she wanted to talk to me.

Making my way across the room, I avoided the oiled up female wrestlers crowding the area. I smiled and waved to Bayley, who spotted me. "Hey, you all good?" I asked Rhea sweetly.

She nodded. "Yep. You're just going to be there with Becky?" Rhea looked around the room.

Was she nervous or looking for someone?

I reassured her it was all good, and she wouldn't be long.

But she didn't seem to be happy. "You're usually out there and I can see you all the time." She said quietly.

I warmly smiled to her. "Don't worry, Rhea." I didn't know how else to reassure her I'd be alright. I think she was still worried about that night someone was at my door. They could be here for all we knew.

But there was heaps of people around. It's be ok. I spoke up again. "Go kill it out there." I told her, squeezing her hard forearm. "I'll be watching."

Rhea faintly smiled back at me. I could tell she didn't want to, but did it for me. Then she lent in to kiss the skin of my neck, obviously wanting leaving her mark on me. She examined it.

"I think everyone knows, Rhea." I told her.

She shrugged. "I don't care. They can be reminded again." She looked around and laid angry eyes on someone. I turned and she was staring at Logan. "Especially that fucking tool." She added.

I held her shoulder. "Relax." I tried to tell her.

She was called for her match. Liv entering first, then Rhea. I watched in my spot beside Becky, and at Rhea doing her entrance.

As she did her stomp, and looked back to Dom, I smiled at the screen. They were so well together, and were extremely eye catching too.

Rhea wrapped her arm around Dom in the way they do, Rhea licking over her teeth. At the end, her eyes strayed to where the ring announcer sits, and I knew she automatically was looking for me...

 At the end, her eyes strayed to where the ring announcer sits, and I knew she automatically was looking for me

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