From UFC... to WWE

The Next Day

BROCK P.O.V.

I wake up, with Cassie's head on my chest. My arms were wrapped around Cassie's waist, so I tighten my grip. I never wanted to let her go. I was willing to lay down my own life for her. I look up at the clock and saw that it was noon. Wow, last night was the best night ever. I kiss the top of Cassie's head and lay my head back on the pillows. A smile grows on my face, as I think back to last night. I can't stop thinking about it. I loved it. I loved last night and I love Cassie!

I roll over, to where my grip grew tighter. I feel her head grow heavier. I hear her let out a sigh. I rest my head on top of her;s and listen to her breath. She curls up to my side, closer. My alarm goes off... again. I feel Cassie's head come off of my chest and looks at me. "Again?... Really?"

"Sorry. I always set it every hour, from the time I had originally set."

"It's all good, Brock. Umm?" she looks down at her stomach. I follow her gaze and I see my arm around it. "Can you move this so I can get up?"

"Ha yeah sure... NO! You're mine!" I say wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her closer to me. "You ain't going nowhere at all."

"Okay then can you at least move it so I can go to the bathroom and get a shower?"

CASSIE P.O.V.

"Oh yeah sure." I laugh and reached for his hand, but he moves it. I get up and get a shower. I get out and wrap a towel around my body. I walk out of the bathroom and walk over to my bag. "You know you don't need to cover up that body. I've seen it and let me tell you..." Brock says as he wraps his arms around my body, dragging mine to his. "It's one beautiful body." he says as he kisses my neck.

I turn around in his arms and wrap my arms around his waist. "I know, but I'm not like those who will walk around the room naked all the time. I was raised better than those skanks." I laugh.

"God damn I love you baby girl. So want to go out tonight? Just you and me?" he kisses my forehead.

"I would love to."

"So are we officially a couple?"

"Yes. Most definitely" I reply pecking him on the lips. "Where to though?"

"I don't know. Somewhere nice at least and it just be the two of us. No one to interfere with our date at all." he says tightening his grip on my hips.

"Okay. Well you decide and wherever you pick we can go."

"Okay. Well I heard of this wonderful Italian restaurant about five minutes from here and then we could either go to the bar or bowling."

"I like bowling more." I laugh at the weird look on his face. "Hey you suggested it."

"Dammit! Fine but the next date we go on, we're going to the bar."

"No promises." I reply pecking his lips.

"Oh what flavor is that?"

"Um plain."

"I like it." he says before me smashes his lips onto mine. We break after a minute or so for air.

"Well when do you want to go out?"

"6 tonight. Until then we can hang around her, go swimming, workout or do absolutely nothing."

"Hm, I like all of the options except for working out. I'm a little bit sore."

"Goddammit!"

"What?"

"I didn't do my job right."

"Do what job?"

"You. I didn't get you sore enough. Now it is my personal mission to make you so sore you can't walk. And now would be the perfect time, since you're still unable to wrestle until further notice." he says with a sly grin.

"Dammit." I say plainly. I see the grin grow on his face. I knew I was in for it. I back away slowly, but then remember that his arms were still wrapped around my waist.

"Ha ha ha not so fast there little girl." he says before kissing me and lays me on my back. "Time for round two." he smiles that sly grin before kissing me. You know what happens next.

I lay on the bed, next to Brock. He was asleep on his right side, with his left arm draped on my stomach and his right under my body. He was snoring lightly and had his head on my chest. I don't know if I should move or not. I adjust myself because I was laying on my arm wrong. "Stop moving." he growls.

"Make me." all of a sudden he starts to tickle me. I couldn't help but start laughing.

"Oh is someone ticklish?"

"Yes." I laugh. He continues to tickle me, until I land on the floor. "Owe." I say holding my head. "Thanks." I finish as I stand and look at him on the bed. "Jackass." I say grabbing my clothes and putting them on.

"Sorry." he says standing and hugging me.

I smile and decide to mess with him. "Now I call bullshit there, beastie."

"What? No I mean it and... you're playing with me ain't ya?"

I smile, peck him on the lips and run to the bathroom. I close the door behind me and lean up against it. He was starting to push the door open, so I put my feet on the wall and push. I shut the door on him and lock it. "Ha who's stronger now?"

"No far little one. You used your legs. I will get you. You have to come out sometime." I could hear the smile in his voice. I hear him walk away and soon it went silent. Hm? I thought to myself. I opened the door and walked into the room. I couldn't see him, so I grab my tank top and put it on. I hear footsteps behind me, so I wait. When I feel a hand on my shoulder, I grab his arm and flip him, pinning him on the floor, with me on top. "Damn."

"Tougher than I look aren't I?"

"Oh hell yeah, but here's the thing." he flips us. "You got sidetracked and ended up losing your advantage. Also getting your ass killed. Hey did I make you any more sore than before?"

"Nope." I smile.

"Dammit! Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Are you positive?"

"I ain't going there." I laugh.

"I figured. Some day though." he pecks my lips and we walk out to the couch. Brock grabs us both a beer and we watch The Walking Dead. There was nothing else on. I look at the cloak and see that it was only one in the afternoon. "Care to go swimming?"

"Sure." we get up and go change. I was in a sports bra and swim trunks. I didn't care for swim suits. We walk down to the pool and swim. When we get back to the room, it was four. Both of us get a shower and now it was time for our date.