Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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"I can't drive. Holy cow." Dean says as we walk out of the place. "I don't think I can drive either."

Everything seems to be spinning around. Dean and I got carried away drinking and dancing. It was fun but now I'm starting to regret it.

"We could just walk." Dean suggests. "How far is it?" I ask looking up at him. The moonlight is shinning on his face.

"Few minutes. It was like two minutes with the car. It's probably going to take us a while though." He laughs.

"We shouldn't have drunk that much." I say with a chuckle. We start walking and Dean puts his arm around me.

I'm glad he's sort of holding me because I feel very weird. I've never actually gotten drunk before.

"I'm used to it." Dean says. "I'm not. It's my first time." I say. My legs are starting to feel like jelly and we haven't even walked a minute. "I'm glad I was your first one... to get drunk with I mean."

"Hey! Do you guys need a ride?" Sasha asks. Randy is driving and he stops beside us. Sasha is smiling peeking out the window.

My mood suddenly changes when Sasha is around. "No thanks. We're walking." Dean responds.

"Are you sure? It's kind of chilly." Randy says. "We're fine." I add. Sasha rolls her eyes. She sees me and pretends to be smiling.

She puts her window up and they drive away. "I don't think she liked that." I chuckle. "Yeah I can tell."

After about ten minutes we finally make it to the hotel. The lady at the front desk looks at us odd. We probably look rough.

No correction- I am sure we look rough. "Do you have the key?" I ask Dean as we get off the elevator. I'm hoping he didn't drop it and lost it somewhere.

"Right here." He says pulling it out along with his car keys. "Are you picking up the car in the morning?"

He nods his head and I start laughing. "What's so funny?" He grins. "It's just the fact that I'm drunk. I am drunk right? I feel really dizzyyyy."

"You're going to be so hungover tomorrow." Dean opens the door and we walk in. "I have to pee." He says walking to the bathroom.

I walk to the window and open the curtains. The moonlight reflection on the ocean looks beautiful. From the room I can hear the ocean waves perfectly.

Dean walks out and he sits on his bed taking off his shoes. I hear a buzz and I turn around. Deans face is lighting up with his phone screen.

"Texting your lover?" Dean looks up and I'm not quite sure what made me say that. "What lover?"

"Sasha." I say sitting on my bed. "How do you know it's her?" He asks putting his phone down. I shrug taking off my shoes.

"I miss you. All of you. You made me feel like no one has ever made me feel. I want to be yours again. Make me yours again. There's not a second that goes by that I don't think of you making love to me." I laugh.

It's a nervous laugh because I shouldn't have said that. It's crazy that I even memorized the whole thing.

"You went through my phone?" He asks. He doesn't sound mad. I look up at him. Luckily there's not enough light in the room so he can't see my red face.

"Yes. Are you mad?" He doesn't respond at first which makes me think he is mad. "No." He finally says. "I hope you forget by tomorrow." I say laughing.

"I won't but I'll pretend to." He says with a grin. He gets up and takes off his suit coat. I go up my bed and lay down. I'm so tired that I don't even want to get up to brush my teeth or take off my dress.

Dean unbuttons his shirt and takes off his tie. As he's removing his shirt I look at his face that's reflecting with the moonlight.

I get up from my bed and walk to him. "Aj." He says quietly. My eyes meet his, "Yes?" I whisper. He doesn't respond as I look into his mesmerizing eyes.

"Please go away." He whispers. "Why? You can't even stand me close?" I ask. We're only a few inches away.

"It's not that." He says stepping back. "Whatever." I turn around and he grabs my hand. "I know you feel it too."

My eyes meet his again. "Feel what?" He steps closer to me and we're looking at each other intensely.

"You feel the tension between us. I know you do. Every time we're close, every time we look at each other... I know you feel it."

"And that's a problem?" I ask. Dean shakes his head no. We keep looking at each other and something inside me makes me lean in close to him.

I get on my tippy toes and I'm about to kiss him when he turns his face. My chest tightens and I look at the ground.

"Sorry I just..." I walk back to my bed and get under the covers. "No it's fine. I understand you can't look at me the way you look at Sasha. Right? You can't look at me the way you look at Nikki, at Eva, at Becky, at Alexa. You even look at Lana that way and she's married."

My body is basically in flames. I keep saying so much stupid stuff. Must be the alcohol. Definitely the alcohol. "No, no, it's not that. It's because... because I don't want to hurt you."

I don't say anything and close to eyes. Maybe if I sleep on it he will forget about everything. My eyes open when I feel Dean sit on the bed. I sit up as Dean looks at me.

"Forget what I said." I tell him embarrassed. "I don't want you to think that I'm rejecting you because I'm not. Trust me I'm not. I want to so bad but-"

"Okay. I understand." I say. Dean looks at his lap and then looks up. He scoots closer to me and leans in. I want to so very bad turn away but I can't.

He leans in and kisses me. His breath tastes like alcohol mixed with mint. He pulls me in closer and I wrap my arms around his neck.

He pulls away abruptly. "I think we need to stop now because you're drunk and I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you."

I bite the inside of my lip and he takes a deep breath. "I want you to kiss me again." I say bluntly.

"Aj." He says quietly. "Kiss me again Dean. Please." He hesitates at first but leans close to me again.

We kiss slowly and gently as he's running his fingers though my hair."I'm sorry." He says against my lips. "Why?" I ask feeling ashamed. Am I that bad of a kisser?

"Because I want to worship your naked body. I want to make love to your mind. I want to learn all of your darkest secrets. I want to so, so, bad."