Kevin's POV:
I watched Nicole quickly get dressed and asked quietly, "What's the rush, doll?" "Kevin, were you not listening? John and I have dinner and I'm already running late." I blinked then started pulling my shorts up as I said, "So you have to leave your husband for your boyfriend? Just ditch him and hang out with me like we use to. Come on, we'll get into some serious trouble tonight just like we use to." "Kevin-" "Casinos. You love Casinos. Gambling is your calling, Nicole." "Kevin, I can't right now. Dinner with John. Now can you zip the back up?"
Nikki turned her back to me and I frowned. Even after just having sex with her in this car, she still wants to go off with John Cena. It's not like she even loves him because obviously she loves me. She can look away, deny, curse me out, avoid me, but all that proves is that I'm on her mind. I know she's in love with me. I just know it.
I zipped her dress up slowly then leaned and kissed her shoulder then smirked. I started kissing her neck but this time it didn't work because she almost immediately shoved me off. I looked at her confused, "Seriously? You're gonna go off with John after what just happened?" "Kevin," She sighed then turned around facing me, "John's my man, what do you expect?" "I'm yours to." "Kevin, do you expect me to believe that after all this time apart, you haven't found anyone of your own?" I grabbed her chin and looked in her eyes, "That's because you're enough for me. And waiting for you is what I'm suppose to do as a husband."
She pulled away and climbed in the front seat. I stayed in the back where we were and laughed coldly, "Wow, Nicole, wow." "You know what Kevin? What the hell do you want me to say!?"
"I want you to say that you love me because you and I both know you do!" "Kevin-" "You don't know what it's like to have your heart broken by someone who doesn't give a shit about you! And why? Because you're Nikki Bella. Nothing ever bad happens to you. You got it made, baby. It's your world Flawless, I'm just living in it."
She growled and pulled over since at this point she was driving. "I cannot deal with your shit right now, Kevin." She ran her fingers through her hair and I know I was getting to her. I do a good job of that. Getting to her, driving her insane, making her think, making her squeal...yeah, I'm real good at that. I laughed, "You can't deal with my shot right? Fine. Don't." "Kevin-" "The motel I'm staying in is three blocks from here. Not a far drive I promise. Drop me off and go ride off into the sunset with your boyfriend." "I can't do that until we legally get a divorce. For real this time. No bullshit." "Sure. Now drive." "I'm serious, Kevin." "I'm serious Kevin," I mocked. She rolled her eyes, "God you're such an ass."
I laughed as soon as she started driving again, "That's why you married me."
