Chapter 7
They left for the arena when he got back from the gym. She was nervous about going with him; she had no idea what to expect when she got there. She was amazed at the level of energy she felt around her as she walked into the backstage area. The excitement in the air and everyone rushing around, talking loudly and laughing. She was beginning to see why he was so excited to work for this company. He led her back the Legacy's locker room, where she would stay during his match tonight.
On his way to wait for his turn to head out to the ring, several guys asked him who the girl was with him. He took great pleasure in telling them that Jenna was his wife; he smiled even bigger on the inside when he saw their faces when they saw how pretty she was. He stopped smiling, however, when he ran into Layla—one of the divas he had been seeing on and off for a few months now. Cody had never promised Layla anything serious; just a good time. He had been trying to avoid her for the past couple of days, and apparently she had had enough of him ignoring her.
"Cody, what am I hearing about you bringing another girl here with you tonight?" she asked when she caught him and Ted a few minutes before they were scheduled to go to the ring.
"Oh. Well, Layla, it's a long story, but to keep it short, because I'm going on in a few minutes, Jenna is my wife, and we're back together temporarily. So, yeah...:" he trailed off, not looking at her, instead he was focusing on his upcoming match.
"So, you've had a wife this entire time we were messing around, Cody?" her voice was starting to turn into a screech.
"Layla, keep your voice down."
"Answer me, Cody! How long have you been with this Jenna girl?"
"Eight years, now you'll have to excuse me, I've-" she cut him off.
"You had a girlfriend for eight years and you're just telling me now? You're such an-" his turn to cut her off. He turned and glared at her with his blue eyes flashing with the beginning of anger.
"She's not my girlfriend, Layla, she's my wife. We've been married for almost eight years. What part of this are you not understanding right now?" The Legacy's music hit and he shot her one last glare before him and Ted headed out to the ring.
Jenna was in Cody's locker room by herself, working on a story, when the door slammed open and a very angry looking Randy came rushing threw the door. She watched as he stomped into the room and threw something against the wall. He hadn't noticed that she was actually in the room. He stomped around, grumbling to himself for a few more minutes before he finally stopped and realized that he wasn't alone. He spun around quickly and set his cold eyes on her; taking her in. She was absorbed in whatever she was typing on her laptop, her brown eyes set in concentration. Her light brown hair was pulled back with a clip. His eyes traveled down her body—a plain black t-shirt and jeans never fit anyone as well as they did her. He felt something stirring in him as his eyes traveled back up and he saw her gently biting her lip and she continued to type.
Jenna was full aware that Randy was staring at her; she just didn't know what to do about it. She glanced at the time on her laptop—Cody should be back soon, shouldn't he? She sighed, "Randy, can I help you with something?"
Randy thoroughly enjoyed the fact that she didn't seem to be scared of him. It was almost a turn on; he knew he should stop that thought right now—this was his friend's wife. He couldn't help himself. There was a reason they called him a 'lady killer' in the locker room. Randy was going to do his buddy Cody a favor and test his lady killer theory on Jenna right now; see if she was really interested in getting back together with him or if she was just after his fame and money.
