Day Off

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BROCK P.O.V.

I wake up to the blinding sun and Cassie not in the bed. I sit up when I start to worry. Soon I smell bacon and eggs. I get up and walk to the kitchen. There I see Cassie and a plate full of bacon, egg and toast.

"I knew you were going to be awake once you smelt the bacon."

"I'm a true American, sweetheart. I love my bacon and eggs." I say as I shove a fork full of food in my mouth. "Damn this is some pretty tasty food. What kind of seasonings did you put in here?"

"Your basic salt and pepper, along with some celery salt and some Cajun."

"Nice. Sounds really good and tastes really good too." I say with my mouth full. Cassie laughs at me and then turns back to her plate. "So I was wondering if you wanted to something today?"

"Um maybe. I might just want to hang around here and relax today."

"Ah okay sounds good."I smile and return my attention towards my plate and finish my food. I get off of the stool and walk into the kitchen. I set my plate in the sink and rinse it. I notice Cassie's back was turned towards me and I was finally wanting to kiss her, without a script telling us too.

I wrap my arms around her waist and pick her up. I fling her over my shoulders and run to the bedroom. I lay her down and hover over her. I start to lower myself down, and was about an inch away from her...

KNOCK...KNOCK...KNOCK....

Damn it! I get off of her and walk out to the door. I look over my shoulder and see that Cassie wasn't behind me. Suddenly I feel the door smack me in the cheek. I fall back and hit my head on the wall. I look and see Randy run inside.

I got to my feet and ran after him. I run into the bedroom door. I see it closed and noticed that the door was locked. I back up and run into the door, causing it to break down. I make a sudden stop and look at the scene in front of me.

Randy with his hands held up, above his head. I look over at Cassie and in her right hand was a .22 pistol. I see the fear on Randy's face and I can't help but smile. Maybe this would make Randy scared enough to not try a single thing.

"Cassie put the gun down. NOW!" Randy yelled.

"No. You tried to kiss me. You tried to get in my pants. Do you honestly think I would just let you in the room and let you have sex with me? Oh fucking hell no. The last thing I want is to have sex with you or anyone." The moment she said that... I felt useless. "Now get the fucking hell out of this room and never come back. Or I swear to the good Lord above, I will pull the damn trigger."

I stand there, as he runs past me. I watch as Cassie puts the gun away, in her bag. "So no sex for you?"

"Not with him at least..."

"Oh..." I walk out to the couch and sit down. I hang my head. I knew it was all to good to be true.

"Brock." I look up and see Cassie sit next to me. "Look I saw the look on your face, when I said that. I don't ever want to have sex with him, or anyone really... But I can make an exception..."

"For who?" I look down to the ground again.

"You."

I quickly look up at her and see a smile on her face. "I'll make a deal with you... I know you like deals."

"I do have a tendency to make some outrageous deals... Whatcha got?"

"If I win that Fatal 4 way match at Wrestlemania, you and I are celebrating by dinner and a kiss..."

"Okay doesn't seem that har..."

"And to end the night... sex" I say leaning back and crossing my arms and putting them behind my head. "Deal?"

"Deal." I smile and see the time. "Hey lets go to the bar."

"Okay." I get up and walk into our room. I change into my jeans and boots. Cassie comes in and changes her top and puts boots on. I grab my wallet and walk out to the truck, with Cassie right behind.



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