When Atlanta transplant Ivy Mercier meets WWE superstar Roman Reigns in her favorite little Chicago bar, sparks fly immediately. But Ivy carries a dark secret that may end up dragging them both down. Can she overcome her past and trust in this new a...
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Their limo ride to the afterparty was quiet. Everyone seemed to know that Joe was lost in his own thoughts in the aftermath of Wrestlemania. Ivy stroked his hand softly as they rode along the streets of Orlando, towards the hall that the WWE had rented out for the party tonight. Joe hadn't spoken too much since his match, just a few words here and there as they were getting ready. Ivy leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. That broke Joe out of his quiet reverie and he gave her that sweet smile of his that she loved so much. She blushed when he cupped her cheek and kissed her in full view of both their parents.
"I don't care who sees me kissing on you," he murmured softly before pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. "Thank you for being here with me tonight, agelu."
"There's no where else I would be, baby."
"You look gorgeous. I love it when you wear dresses for me."
"I know you like it, so..."
The tip of his tongue flickered out of mouth, wetting his bottom lip. He leaned in, whispering in her ear. Ivy shivered when she felt his hot breath against the sensitive skin of her neck.
"I love seeing those killer legs of yours. Makes me imagine what they're gonna look like wrapped around my face later."
"Joe!"
Ivy blushed and swatted at his thigh, so thankful that the limo was dimly lit. He laughed softly, nuzzling her neck. He loved the way he got to her so easily. He could feel the car pulling to a stop and he followed some of the family out, reaching back inside to help Ivy out. He held tight to her hand as they headed inside. The party was in full swing by the time they made it inside. There were plenty of familiar and unfamiliar faces to Ivy, WWE Superstars mixed in with the producers and executives who ran the show. Joe kept her close to his side as he mingled, a glass of cognac in his hand. Ivy glanced over, smiling when she saw her two friends chatting with Mojo. Trinity approached and Ivy ran to hug her.
"Congrats babe! That belt looks so good on you!"
"Thank you, gorgeous."
Trinity wore a gorgeous deep blue jumpsuit that clung to her curves. Ivy could see why her husband couldn't keep his eyes off of her. Feeling eyes on her, she looked over her shoulder, smiling when she saw the way her man looked at her. She loved the hunger in his eyes whenever he looked at her. But most of all, she loved the absolute love and adoration she saw there even more. Joe wrapped his arm around her waist, pressing a kiss to her curls, which she wore bouncy and free. Ivy smiled up at him, snuggling up to his big body as they talked with Adam and his cousins. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see her dad chatting it up with Brett Hart and she just knew he was picking Brett's mind. Her dad had been into wrestling since he was a kid. Her mom stood with Joe's mom, their heads together. Seeing that made her wonder if the moms were plotting something. Who was she kidding? The moms were always plotting.
