Roman reigns/OC/Dean Ambrose

Part 4

Taylor trailed her mother throughout their two story home, watching her pack her things for work trip to Chicago. That left her with a babysitter. A well over 6 foot tall, 270 pound, muscular, gorgeous man who freakin' mouth raped her! The only way to get out of this would be to tell her mother... But she can't do that. It would break her mother's heart. Taylor could see she really did like Roman, but he was trying to get it on with her daughter. 'Why did this have to happen to me?'

"Momma do you have to go?" Taylor whined.

"Yes Taylor, I have to go. It's for work babe, I can't just tell my boss 'no' and expect to keep my job."

"Yeah, I understand, but why do I need a babysitter? I can take care of myself! I know how to get to school, I know how to cook and clean, and you taught me how to pay the bills, if I ever needed to. And just because I don't have a license doesn't mean I don't know how to drive either. I can kill my own food and I can go up to the Farmer's Market to get fruits and such. Come on ma! And on top of all that, I don't even know Roman like that and neither do you! You've known him for what? Three weeks? He could be crazy or something!"

"You're right on every count, but you are still a minor and I want someone to watch you. You're a pretty girl Taylor and I know you can handle yourself, but I won't risk someone hurting you when I can't watch you. Plus, I trust Roman, he's a good man."

Taylor realized that arguing with her mother was a lost cause. The woman has put all her trust in Roman, so that left her without an out. She was gonna have to face Roman. She hadn't spoken to him or even looked at him since the morning when he pinned her to the counter and kissed her. He took her first kiss, and she didn't know how to feel about it. She was even more confused by her body's reaction. When he kissed her, her body had felt weird, it felt hot and her skin felt tight and she felt something stir in her...uh.. private area. And that stirring resulted in wet panties. He'd left her in the kitchen a shaking, red faced mess in the kitchen with just a kiss. The worst part was he did it with her mother in the house. Now that he was being left in charge of her with her mother 819 miles away.... she shuddered at the thought of what could happen. When Sophia, Taylor's mother, finished packing and turned to say something more to her daughter, she was cut off by the doorbell. Taylor felt her stomach drop. 'Shit'. Taylor thought as her mother turned to go answer the door. Taylor kept her feet rooted to the floor of her mother's room. All the while she listened to the exchange of her mother and Roman.

Downstairs

"Afternoon, Sophia." Roman said stepping into the home.

"Hey babe, I just got done packing my things. I'll be ready to go in a minute."

"Ok, great. I'll drive you to the airport. Where's Taylor?"

'She's upstairs sulking."

"Why? If I may ask."

"She says she's too old for a babysitter and doesn't need you to watch her." Her mother stopped to sigh. "She's almost a perfect child, ya know? But I've let her think she's an adult in this house. Without her father here, she took it upon herself to be the caretaker of the house and me. She doesn't ask for much, ever, and she never complains until she's treated like her age. It's difficult." There was a pause in the conversation.

Roman digested all that information and responded saying, "I can fix that." The two adults stopped and listened when they suddenly heard hurried footsteps from upstairs and then a slammed door. Sophia sighed.