Bloodline Divine 2-The Rise to Fall

Chapter 45

Briar's Show

I followed Roman into the closet where he set his suitcase. I went to my side to remove my glove off my hand and took my cardigan off now that I was out of view of others. I turned around to see Roman staring at the gear I had laid out on the island in the middle of the room.

"Chief?" I questioned as he stared at it intensely.

"Is this what you're wearing tomorrow?" he asked.

"Yeah, I think so, or I hope so. I haven't tried it on yet, so I hope it fits. If not, at least Cindy is here to help," I said jokingly but Roman didn't laugh or smile he just continued to stare at it. I took a few steps forward and put my hand on his forearm. "Roman?" I questioned and he looked up staring at me. "What are you thinking about?" I asked.

"One week until Rumble, one week until you are back on the road," he stated in almost a trance like state.

"Yes, that's right," I said confused on what was happening.

"Is it bad that part of me really wants you to just stay here, somewhere where I know you are safe and not in any trouble," he said and I gently smiled at him.

"Chief, even here in case you haven't noticed I tend to get into trouble. You know it just follows me. Besides I have to go back, I need to go back, I want to go back. You can't lock me up and throw away the key," I assured him. He quickly grabbed my arm and gently pushed me up against the island. H gripped the counter on both sides of me and bent down so he was at my eye level.

"If I really wanted to I could," he challenged in a deep voice, his face getting closer to mine. I leaned up to him so my mouth was next to his ear as a smile tugged at the corner of my mouth.

"My Tribal Chief, I dare you to try," I breathed out before lightly placing a kiss on his cheek. I slowly started pulling away but I didn't get to far as he pulled me back to him pressing his lips against mine. My hands instinctively going up and around his neck. Roman reached down underneath me and lifted me up setting me on top of the counter our lips never breaking from each other. I gripped the front of his shirt tugging at it, which he then pulled away from me a bit just enough for our connection to break.

"You don't like my shirt?" he asked as we both breathed hard.

"I just think you need to take it off," I stated.

"I see so you think I have to many clothes on?" he questioned and I couldn't stop the grin on my face.

"Can I tell you a secret Chief?" I asked not letting the grin slip from my face and he raised his eyebrows at me to go on. "Most of the time I always think you have to many clothes on," I said then laughed. He leaned forward resting his forehead against mine.

"Good to know and at this moment I can definitely help with that situation right now," he said and I laughed as he picked me and carried me out of the closet and into the bedroom.

Nine am the next morning and Naomi and I were in workout clothes in my driveway doing one hell of a workout test for two trainers from WWE. It was definitely a challenge and a little over an hour later Naomi and I were laying down on the pavement dying as we finished the last task.

"Congratulations you both passed the first half," we were told. Naomi and I fist bumped each other as we were currently unable to speak at the moment. "We will be back later this evening to see the other half through."