Crazy In Love (Dean Ambrose/Aj Lee Fanfic)

12. Las Vegas Pt. 1

We finally arrived to the hotel. We walked into the hotel, the guys went over to check in. Nobody was at the counter yet.

"I'm gonna go find me and Kaitlyn's room." I said to them 

"Okay, I'll talk to later." Colby said.

"Bye Aj." Joe said

I said bye and walked off towards the back of the hotel. I found the exit and walked outside. I looked around to find Jon. I heard a car driving up from behind me. I turned around and it was Jon. He pulled up to me, and I got in.

"Sorry it took so long, Joe dropped me off at my house so I had to drive back."

"Its okay."

"So they think your with Kaitlyn?"

"Yep."

"Good. I can't wait to finally have you to myself, ALONE." Jon chuckled

I smiled and nodded my head.

It took us a while to finally get to his house. We pulled up into his drive way, and got out. His house was big but wasn't too big. He opened the door and let me in first. The lights were all on, since he came here first before getting me. It was nice, like really nice. I wouldn't had expected a "lunatic" living here.

"Whoa. This place is nice." I said walking into the living room.

"Eh." He said following behind me.

I sat on the couch. It was a nice L shape, and leather.

He stood in front of me, with his hands in his pocket.

"You can sleep on the bed, and I'll take the couch." He said

I gave him a confused look.

"I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything..." He went on, but I interrupted him by getting up and wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I think I'll be comfortable sleeping with my boyfriend." I said

He looked down at me and smiled. Gosh those dimples. 

"Let's go then." He said picking me up, and throwing me over his shoulder.

I started giggling.

"Jon! You better not fart!" I said

"Oh stop, you should be use to this by now, don't you get carried all the time?" 

He did have a point. He walked us into his room, and threw me on the bed. He went over to his drawer and pulled out clothes. He came back over to me and started untying my shoes. I yawned as he did so, making him chuckle a little bit. He yanked my chuck's off and then took off my pants, he lifted me up so he could take my shirt off, and pulled one of his shirts over my head.

"Thank you." I said pulling down the blankets on the bed, while he was changing.

He got in on the other side, next to me. I snuggled into his side, he started caressing my arm that was draped over his upper torso. I soon dozed off into sleep.

(8 hours later)

I woke up to a smell of something good. I tapped the side next to me, and Jon was gone. I frowned. I got up from the bed and went downstairs. I walked into the kitchen and saw Jon making breakfast. He turned around from the stove and saw me watching.

"Morning beautiful." He said

"Morning Martha Stewart." I said walking over taking a seat on the kitchen bar stool.