— One Month Later —

Seemingly, everything has been absolutely perfect this past month after AJ and I became official. Luke and Karl were totally grossed out about it at first, but now I think they've come to terms with it all. I even went as far as to call up my dear old brother and tell him the wonderful news. He was very pleased to hear it. Emma nearly did cartwheels.

I've honestly never been so happy in my whole entire life like I have been the past month. AJ treats me like royalty, not like he didn't before, but I have a little more benefits now. Even our fans seem to be very happy about our relationship.

Everything was going was so great. Was, that is, until AJ dropped the pipe-bomb on that we were heading to Georgia from Raw's May 16th show from North Carolina. I was literally shaking in my boots. His ex-wife is going to be pissed, but I don't think she should, considering the fact that she's apparently already moved on as well.

Nevertheless, even though Wendy seemed upset, she kept a straight face and held a smile on her face the whole entire time. She even introduced AJ and I to her new boyfriend, Paul. He's Ajay's baseball coach.

Seeing the kids again, for AJ, was truly amazing. Wendy seemed to be cold-hearted towards me, since it does appear that I did steal AJ from her. I didn't do shit and she knows it. As for AJ's own house down in Gainesville, Georgia, I have decided to move in with him, so my stuff in Atlanta was going straight into his home. Really, all my stuff was just in storage in Atlanta, but now it's got a place to go.

For the next three days, AJ and I do get to stay in his home on a mini vacation before having to go back on the road with WWE. Three days gave us plenty of times to move my stuff in, get it organized, and so forth.

It's the second day out of three out of mini vacation and we have finally organized my stuff up properly. However, AJ's already on the couch and I'm coming out from the hallway. I see him on the couch, feet kicked up on the center table, while he laid back and was watching the TV.

"Hey," I squeaked out with a smile and slid in beside him.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Hey, baby," he greeted me with a grin, himself. Ugh, I will never get over that! "So, what's up?"

"Nothing much," I shrugged and began twirling my thumbs together. Something was definitely up, but it wasn't enough to start an argument with him.

In the last month with AJ, for the most part, it's been paradise. Although, nothing is really perfect in life, so we've argued here and there, too. On the same note, it's nothing that we can't fix in the end.

"Is it about Brie?" AJ asked, clearing up the silence. Dammit, he's good. That was the argument between us as of late. He just knew, I guess. "Look, baby, I'm sorry that Brie and Bryan have a game-plan, unlike us, but we'll get through it."

Brie and Bryan had retired from a life-long career of professional wrestling to have a family of their own. I have come to terms that in the next two to three years, I want to take some time off from wrestling and begin a family with AJ.

I reached over and rubbed his knee, making eye contact. "I'm sorry," I apologized in a whisper.

Then, the idea hit me. I placed that same hand I had on his knee and moved it to his side, and made my way over. I pulled my body over his and began kissing him.

"What... What are you doing, Britt?" AJ asked of me, slightly pushing me off of him.

"Just kissing my wonderful boyfriend," I told him, gulping. I looked deep into his dark eyes. "Playing house, at some point, isn't going to be enough for me."

"I know, but... Can we just talk about this?"

"I want a kid," I confessed, to which he already know about. "At least one of my own. Maybe two, if we're lucky."

"Yeah, I get that," he accepted this with a nod and smirk. "But whoa..."

"I'm sorry, AJ," I apologized with a sigh and began to remove my body from being on top of his. He grabbed my arm and brought me back over, though.

Our eyes met for a split second until he blinked and they reopened to look right at my lips instead. He leaned in and we began kissing, as I felt all the sparks and emotions going into this, like I always do, too. He brought his hands down to my waist as I straddled him on his lip. Our mouths never left each other's, as if, we needed them to stay together in order for us to breathe.

I bit down on his bottom lip and he laughed, only to reattach them again. His hands, in the back, were now all over my ass in these tight leggings. I began to rip off my top, revealing only my pure black bra, and tried to snatch off his own shirt, too.

"Whoa, wait," he finally said, putting a stop to all of the action. "What are we gonna do?"

I suddenly didn't feel comfortable now for some reason. "Um," I stammered out with a sigh and he looked confused. "Well, I don't know about you, but I haven't had sex in God knows how long." A small grin appeared on his face as his eyes had a small glimmer in them. "I was kind of hoping this could the night we finally do it." It's not like I said it in full and pure confidence, but it was the truth that needed to be said at last.

He didn't say anything, just leaned back in and kept on kissing me as hard and forcefully as he could to keep the feelings intact. Then, he jumped up and held me up in his arms as my legs were wrapped around his waist. He had to practically run to his – I mean, our – bedroom to throw me onto the bed in time.

I laid back on the bed as he ripped off his own shirt and climbed on top of me. I threw his hat somewhere in the room and raked my hands through his long hair. His beard always tickled me, but I've gotten to where it doesn't as much anymore.

As our makeup session kept going on, my hands now roamed down his body more until they reached their destination. I began to unbuckle his belt, tossing that somewhere in the room as well, and began to unbutton his pants, too.

"Wait," he breathed out again and our eyes met up above, "are you... Are you sure about this?"

Something in his eyes told a story of concern, worry, and fear, but most of all, the love we shared. So, I smiled and nodded. "Yes, I'm sure," I told him and kissed him once more to assure myself. "Now, shush and enjoy it, alright?"

He seemed to have agreed to this when his mouth flies to my neck and he starts to claw at it, which made me moan. I had to quickly take off his pants and I did successfully after a moment of struggle.

After those were off of his body, his hands roamed to my back as he had to get my bra off. Once that was snatched off and thrown to somewhere in the room, he held them in each of his hands. I let out a loud moan when he lined down kisses all the way from my neck to the start of my pants. Almost immediately, he had those off and so were my panties, too, along with his boxers as well.

Now, together, we were completely undressed and starting to do it. Actually, doing it. We only had to pause once long enough for him to put the condom on. It pained me to see him do it because all I kept thinking to myself was: If you put that on, then what about our future kids?

Nevertheless, he's back on top of me and hovering over my very exposed body. He gets on his knees and starts to part my legs apart, spreading them wide, and he looks straight into my eyes for me to say the word — but I don't, of course.

Then, I feel the condom and him brush against my own self, and I stiffen up since I haven't felt this for such a long time now. It almost seemed unknown to me, like I was a damn virgin or something.

"Are you okay?" He asked me before he's even done anything. I just nod and gulp, mentally brushing it away.

Then, with that said, he doesn't object when he goes fully into me and I nearly scream. He looked at me, but I just tell him to keep going. So, he obliged and moved even further into me without hesitation. I can't help myself when I press my nails into his back and let out a heavy moan.

"Holy...," he stammered out with a deep breath. "Fuck!" It had to be something for him to curse like this and this was surly the time to do so, too.

"Oh, my God," I groaned as he pressed further into me little by little.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asked, like it was even a relevant question.

"What?" I gasped, giving him a confused expression. "No, don't stop. Don't ever stop. I've waited fourteen fucking years for this, dammit!" He managed to smile with a small chuckle and this gave him ease when we kept on doing it.

After about an hour, we finally come undo from one another and are panting from the crazy hour we've had. We looked like we just had a long ass match, except there was no winner in the end between us. He won, in my opinion, though.

I smiled at last, reflecting on all the pain and happiness I have felt in the past hour. This is everything I have ever wanted in the past fourteen years and so much more.

I hit his heaving chest and said, "See? I told you that I would always be your biggest fan, no matter what."

He smiled, too, and silently laughed, "Yeah, I bet."

After five minutes of panting, he looked at me and I did the same towards him. "Wanna go again?"

I smiled and nodded frantically. "You don't have to ask me twice!"

We went at it again...

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