Finally Finding Love •{Ambrose fanfic}•

Chapter 23 - Party Time

Chloe's POV

I nervously bite my lip as I hear Jon exit his car, and walk up to the house. My breath hitches in my throat as the locked door becomes unlocked and the door slowly swings open.

"Hello?" His rough voice asks as he steps into the pitch black house. "Is this the right place?" He mumbles, closing the door and walking further into the house, almost bumping into me.

"Whoa," he breathes. "You scared me, Chloe."

Giggling, I say, "Sorry 'bout that."

"Hey!" He gasps. "Where's your nose cast?"

I roll my eyes. "That's the first thing you ask?"

He smiles, "You're right. Let me ask you this: where are we?"

As soon as he asked the question, the lights and the music turn on. All the guests–including myself–jump up and yell, "Surprise!"

Jon jumps back himself, looking like he saw a ghost. Everyone begins laughing at Jon's reaction and his facial expression. He puts his hands on his knees, and beds over, taking quite a few deep breaths.

Everyone quiets down as I walk over to him. Once I get over to him, I rub his back, and say, "Happy birthday, Jonathan."

Taking one more deep breath, he stands up straight and looks directly at me. "That was the best jump scare that has ever happened to me."

"That wasn't supposed to be a jump scare. It's a surprise birthday party!"

"I know that!" He says excitedly. "But that was a total surprise!"

I smile and plant a kiss on his cheek. "You look great," I whisper as my eyes graze over the perfection that's standing in before me. His dress shirt hugs him, showing all his hard work in the gym. His black khakis hug his behind, showing that squats really do pay off. His brown curls hang loosely on his forehead, almost covering his bright blue eyes.

"Thank you darling," he smiles, grabbing my hand. "But you look stunning," he says, his eyes looking over my body.

"Thank you," I smile.

"Hey, tell me something," he says, tapping his chin. "Does that dress come off easily?"

Looking at him weirdly, I ask, "Why?"

He shrugs his shoulders as a devilish smirk makes it's way on his pink lips. "Just wondering."

I process this for a second, not taking me long to figure what he's hinting at. Blushing, I lead him over to the party favor table, trying to change the subject. "Here," I grab a party hat and place it on his head. "This one is for you."

He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with happiness. "Where's yours? Everyone else is wearing one," he says as he looks around at the large room filled with the whole Wwe roster.

"I didn't have time to put one on," I smile sheepishly.

Shaking his head, he grabs another hat and places it on my head. "There, now your look looks complete."

"Thank you, Moxley."

He does a little wiggle, almost like a dance move. "Ohh, Moxley, haven't heard that name in awhile."

"Mmhm," I wink at him.

"I have another question," he says, his eyes darting around the house. "Who's place is this 'cause it's really nice."

I grab both if his hands, earning his attention. "That, Jon, is a very good question."

"Do you have the answer to that very good question?" He raises his cute, little eyebrows.