Chapter 9
Cody finished his workout and headed back to the room for a quick shower before they had to leave for the arena. He unlocked the door and walked in, seeing Jenna still sitting at the desk typing away.
"Hey. Did you move at all since I've been gone?" he asked with a smile.
"Argh, I'm on a deadline and trying to finish up, almost done though. Um, yeah I did, for a few minutes anyways. Someone stopped by to see you. A tall blonde who had a nasty attitude and a short brunette with a whiny voice."
Damn it, Cody thought to himself. Layla and Michelle had stopped by; he should have known that Layla wasn't going to take their 'break up' well. She was clingy. "I didn't catch her name, all I caught was that she had been sleeping with you for a while now and had wanted to talk to you," Jenna continued typing, never taking her eyes of the computer.
"I'm sorry you had to find out that way, Jenna. I guess, I don't know what to think."
"Oh, don't worry about it, Cody. It's not like I expected you to not ever start dating again."
"So you're not upset?"
"No, why would I be? It's not like we were actually together after I left Atlanta. I had kind of hoped you would have found someone after a while. It should have made it easier for you to sign the divorce papers."
"Layla didn't and still doesn't matter to me. Jenna, I don't want to sign the papers. I want to still be married to you. I want to give us another chance. Why is this hard for you to understand? I still love you and I know for a fact that you still love me."
She sighed, saved her document and closed her laptop. She turned her attention to Cody. "What makes you think that?"
"Well, for one, you agreed to travel with me for two weeks. You could have said no and went home. Two, you've let me kiss you without slapping me. Three, you slept with your head on my chest last night. Four, you said yourself that you had missed me. Is that enough proof for you?" Cody was getting irritated with his wife right now. She was being stubborn again.
"That doesn't prove anything, Cody. Those are just random events that have happened in the past couple of days-"
"So you're saying that if I asked you right now to tear up those divorce papers you wouldn't?" His blue eyes were flashing with aggravation.
"No, I wouldn't. Cody, I need to move on with my life and I need you to just put your signature on the line. I'm only here right now because you asked me to, and I figured I owed you at least one more chance. I have my own life in Minnesota now, and I'm sorry, but you're not in it anymore..." she trailed off, her eyes leaving his face. She had to do this. She didn't want to mean to him like this, but he needed to see that he could have a life without her, she needed to know for sure that he meant everything that he's said the last couple of days.
"I don't believe you, Jenna. You told me last night that you had missed me, then you told me this morning that you had felt that spark again," he was talking softly, slowing towards her, not wanting to scare her off, "and now you're trying to act tough and saying you want to move on with your life and that I don't fit in it anymore. You and I both know you're bluffing." He was standing in front of her now, his hand reached out to touch her right hip, the other hand resting on her shoulder, he licked his lips and leaned in to kiss her. Again, she didn't fight him off and actually returned the kiss. "Stop trying to fight those old feelings, Jen, just let yourself love me again." He leaned down and kissed her again; this time her hands moved from her sides and rested on his lower back, pulling him in closer.
He reluctantly broke the kiss, knowing that he had to leave for the arena soon. "We have to get going. We're not talking about this right now. We need more time to figure this mess out."
