Southern Devil (AJ Styles)

Chapter 16

A.J's P.O.V.

After putting Hazel to bed, I changed into some workout clothes. I scribbled a quick note telling Hazel, I'll be in the gym. She stirred slightly as I opened the door. The elevator at the end of the hallway dinged signaling someone was getting off. The doors opened and revealed Nattie. She looked briefly at me and blushed. Her strides were long as she made her way to me.
"Let's take this back to my room, what do you say?"
"No. You're married and I've got Hazel. Any man would be an idiot to allow a girl as beautiful as Hazel slip through their fingers. Now if you excuse me, I'm going to get a good workout, then go snuggle with my girlfriend," I say emphasizing the word 'girlfriend'.
Nattie rolled her eyes and kept walking, but not before hissing,"when you get tired of that slut, come find me."
I ball my fist and stalk to toward the staircase and begin running down the toward the gym. My anger began to get the best of me. I stalked in and over to a punching bag.
"Slut my ass," I mumble to myself.
Randy Orton gave me an awkward glance.
"What are you looking at?" I snap at him.
"That girl got you messed up. Man," he said shaking his head.
I lowly growled and went back to hitting the bag. Nattie's words started to get to me more and more so I struck the bag harder and harder until my knuckles bled.
I shook my hands and walked out of the gym and ran up the stairs. Nattie yet again was coming out of the elevator.
"Hey handsome," she greeted me.
I ignored her and made my way into Hazel and I's shared room. I shut the door behind me.
Hazel is still asleep looking flawless with her lips slightly parted and soft snores coming from her lips.
Smiling to myself I hit the shower. The water stings my hands at first but dulled gradually. I hear Hazel outside the bathroom door.
"Need in here babe?" I question.
"Yeah, but I can wait," she says.
"Nonsense, the curtain isn't see through so you won't see anything just come on in."
I cut off the shower and grab my towel and my clothes. Hazel comes in and brushes her hair and teeth.
"Make sure you look decent my mother is bringing my daughter to see us."
I start pulling on my jeans and button up shirt.
She's dusting makeup on her face.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes, everything needs to be perfect. You look hot in those jeans by the way."

The things I do for you...