Daniella's Up Rise

Chapter 20

-Daniella's POV-

We were in Chicago this week for Raw. I was as nervous as ever. My throat felt dry, my hands were a bit sweaty. .I just couldn't calm down. I was in my hotel room wrapping up my knee up for the night. I never slept in my brace. Raw was tomorrow night and my match was one of the first ones up. I just couldn't get it out of my mind. 11 Divas. One Championship. I was so screwed. 

Randy and I were sharing a hotel room together, I had to admit, I felt bad for Jim, he was all alone in a room across the hall. I kinda felt as if we were forgetting about him. How could we forget the guy who gets us from place to place and a good friend? Maybe I could buy him something to tell him that I know he's still around.

And what are you going to buy him? A mug?

I don't know. Maybe a watch or bracelet or something.

Or you could just hang out with him instead of Randy. Yeah, that wouldn't cost any money.

Are you seriously that cheap? You wouldn't spend money on a good friend?

No.

You're heartless.  

Hey, I'm looking out for you. That's what I'm hear for.  

Whatever. You could at least try and think about it first before you just say no. The constant, hair-pulling thoughts wouldn't leave me alone. I don't know, they were just buzzing in my head. I heard the sound of a door open and I looked up with a start. Oh, it was only Randy coming out of the bathroom. Why was I so jumpy? The match isn't until tomorrow night. I heard Randy chuckle to himself, "You okay there?" 

I stopped messing with my knee and sat on the bed with a huff, "Yeah, just...." I stopped. I didn't have the words with what I'm thinking anymore. I don't even know what I was feeling. This was insane. 

Randy came over to me in a hurry when I didn't respond, "Dani, are you alright?" He asked in a rush. His face was of concern and worry. Oops, I didn't mean to worry him. 

I gave him a small smile, trying not to scare him anymore, "I'm okay, Randy. Just...the match..." I said. He then realized what I was stressing over and wrapped me into a hug. 

"Ah, the match. Shouldn't be even thinking about the match, you'll beat them faster than they can finish getting in the ring," He reassured me. I felt a slight rock going back and forth, his warm, bare chest was just so...inviting. It was like wrapping myself up in a blanket. I just loved it so much, "You know what I think?" He continued. 

I could barely bring myself to focus on his voice and not his body, but that was pretty hard to do when he's in only his boxers, "Hmm?" I said with my face buried in his chest. 

"Win or lose. I think you'll be the sexiest, most hottest girl out there tomorrow night." I couldn't help but smile. He pulled me out of his chest, which I didn't like so much, and made me look him in the eye. His eyes were so serious and passionate. It was like the blue flowed from and into my eyes. It was like getting lost at sea. I saw his eyes flicker down for a half a second and then back up, like I didn't know what he was thinking. Hell, I was thinking the same thing myself. 

He leaned down and kissed my lips. The usual feeling of tingles and bliss overtook me. Every where he touched, felt like a pool of sweet nectar. My head was in a buzz, my body was enlightened with sparks and tingles. This feeling Randy gave me....man, I couldn't even describe it. I was just floating on clouds. Randy moved his hands up and down. Thighs, Arms, chest, breast. Everything. I couldn't even think anymore. I was able to move my hands around his neck, I was actually surprised I had control on my body. I was on fire like coals.