He's My Husband *Dean Ambrose/Jonathan Good*

Chapter 10

"Oh no. I wasn't giving you an option. I am telling you that you are coming home. No more staying at Paige's place and never again and Orton's. You are coming home tonight. Especially since Moxley isn't here, that gives us time to rekindle our love that you have forgotten." "I never forgot!" "Well, I'm still going to remind you. We are leaving after this conversation and we are not going outside of the house until we resolve this. Do you understand me?"

I grabbed my bag and started heading to the exit. "Really Johannah?" "What! You said after the conversation, we are going home. This is not our house so I am going to the car. I'm doing as you asked." A smile spread across his face as he followed me.

I walked in and my house was looking looked different. Furniture, gone from the living room. Coffee table, gone. Pictures were still up but all of Mox's pictures were down. It was just pictures of Jon and I that I never knew we had.

For my first night back home, Jon slept in the guest room. He said to save the physical touch for tomorrow whatever that means.

When I woke up, a strange man was looking at me. I nearly kicked him before he started talking. "Good morning! Your husband has sent me in here to ask you what you would like for me to make you for breakfast?" "Who the hell are you? Where is my husband? And why are you in my bedroom?" "Your husband is in the kitchen. I am Raul, you cook for the next two days." "Interesting. I guess I would like scrambled egg whites with two english muffins, grape jelly, with grapes on the side and a cup of coffee. And by any chance, have you seen my phone?" "I have it." "Okay. You can give me my phone." "I'm sorry ma'am. But your husband said no phones." "Where is his phone?" "I have it." "Interesting." "Anything else?" "Can you tell my husband if I don't get my phone I will punch him where it really hurts."

A few minutes later, Jon came in my room. "Good morning." "Hello." He leaned in to kiss me but I turned my head. My cheek came in contact with his lips. "Did you order your breakfast?" "Yes. I don't know why I couldn't make my own breakfast." "Jo, please. Can you please just try with me?" "Try what? What are you trying to fix?" "Our marriage." "There is nothing to fix." "We will talk after you eat breakfast."

He removed himself from the room. "Jon! Give me my phone!" "No!" "Jonathan Good, give me my phone. I am expecting a phone call from the smaller version of you." "When Mox calls, you can answer."

I rolled my eyes. Raul came in a few minutes later. Tried to enjoys a great breakfast but Jon was singing so bad at the top of his lungs. I couldn't help but laugh. Cute little asshole.

Once breakfast was finished, I made my way to where I living room once was. Two mats were on the floor and Jon was sitting on one with joggers on and no shirt. His hair was wet as he sits there with his back to me.

Damn him and his sexiness.

I walked in front of him so my thighs were in his face. "Hello sweetheart." "Why are you on the floor? Where is my furniture?" "We are focusing on us. Please sit down."

Day 1: Emotional Connection

Jon had this day all planned out. I came to the house last night and everything was set up ready for whatever he had planned.

I sat on the floor and looked at him. "We are going to talk. You and I will discuss our problems with each other. How can we work it out and move on from it will also be discussed."

Rolling my eyes, he continued. "There will be no physical touching at all until tomorrow. Any questions?" "Why are we doing this?" "Okay. Let's get started. I want you to tell me why you are upset with me." "You are mad at me for saying you are weak minded. Both you and Joe. Then, instead of finding, y'all trick me into going into Renee's house where you guys give me an intervention. You didn't look for me in months. You didn't even take me from the arena and do your normal grab and go. You let me stay with Paige for months. So I don't understand why you would do all this if you didn't care for those months. And you can't say that you are mad at me for saying that you were hurt because I called you weak minded and you can't be mad that I took Moxley because you didn't take the time out of your day to find us. That is why I am not the happiest with you. Now you may go." "My problem is that you decided to leave without even trying to talk it out. You left me out here in the dark for months. I am a man and every great man is great with his partner. You are my wife. I love you and it seemed like it was so easy for you to just up and leave. Like, you didn't even try to come back after a few days. You left me so I was here, alone! I mean other than the occasional visit from Roman and Galina. When I married you, I did it so I can have someone by me for the rest of my life. Not to come home to an empty house with no wife and no son. This ring that we so proudly wear binds us together, forever. I want that back. So how are we going to forget this?" "You can say that you are in fact weak minded and this can all be over." "But I am not." "Really? I can make you horny in the next thirty seconds because your mind is so weak." "Okay! That doesn't count. All men are weak when it comes to sex." "Still, weak minded."

He studied my face and sighed.

"Fine! I am weak minded but ONLY when it comes to you and that beautiful body of yours that I have been craving for so long now." I laughed. "No touching until tomorrow. Your words not mine." "Fuck it." Just as he tackled me, my phone rang. "Give me my phone. It's my son."

Raul handed me my phone but it was not my son.

"Hello?" "Why are you talking in a southern accent," Jon asks. I shushed him with my hands. "Hello? Is Johannah there?" "Yes, she is." "Can I speak to her?" "I'm sorry! Mr. Good said that they are not allowed to use their son calls." "But is she there?" "Yes!" "Can you tell her Nicole is calling to invite her to lunch tomorrow." "One moment please." I pretended to go talk to myself for a bit before returning to the phone. "I'm sorry. She says she wants nothing to do with you and she is on a retreat with her husband at home for tomorrow too. I have been told to hang up. SO bye." 

"You are so crazy." "Damn straight." "I love you." "You better Good or I would kick your ass." "No I love you too?" "I didn't say it back? I could have sworn I did." "When?" "Right now." I jumped on him and tackled him this time. The first time I have been on Jon's lap in a while. "I love you too."

Day 2: Physical Connection

Jon slept in our room but didn't get into our bed until twelve in the morning when he woke me up. "Jon this better be good. It is twelve in the morning." "I want you to go to the bathroom, get naked, and sit in the tub. I drew you a bath." "How about I stay laying down, you take my clothes off and carry me to the bath?" Before he could answer, I laid on my stomach and had my eyes closed. I could feel his eyes as he took my shorts off. 

All my clothes were soon removed and I continued to hear clothes hit the floor. Jon picked me up having our bare chest against each other. The warm water felt so good that my head just pressed against his chest. My eyes started to feel heavy again but Jon rubbed my face. "Stay up baby. We can go to sleep after this I promise." I push my head against him again this time opening my eyes slowly. He just held me as we sat there. 

It reminded of the time I was pregnant with Moxley. We just sat there together laughing. But this here was intaminte silence. I like it.

Jon carried me out and lotioned me down,dressed me, and placed me back on the bed. A few minuted later, I felt his arms around me and we fell asleep.

Waking up, we had breakfast but this morning was different. We had to feed each other. Sweets for breakfast is how I like it. But let's just say, Jon and I really had a great breakfast excercise afterwards.