"Thanks" I said as he set a cup of coffee down in front of me.

I smiled a bit as I remembered being on this table a hour ago.

I slipped on Brock's Death Clutch tee he had on before to accompany my underwear after my shower as I sat with my knees to my chest looking out at his backyard.

He sat down in the chair opposite me shirtless with only his trackpants on.

"Its so nice and quiet out here.. I get why you like living here..."

I looked around at the greenery.

"It is and no neighbours to watch me while I fuck your brains out" he winked as he brought his cup to his lips.

"I forgot how Brock turns into a ray of sunshine after his been inside me" I remarked causing him to smirk.

"What are you talking about I'm always a ray of sunshine" he asked acting genuinely surprised.

"I'm pretty sure the rest of our colleagues would beg to differ"

I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Well unfortunately for them I don't give a fuck about them..." He shrugged as he looked behind him as a bird flew by.

"So you give a fuck about me?" I asked slowly and his eyes fell on me.

I just wanted him to say something that would give me a definite answer as to what we were.

Or what he wanted.

"What do you think?"

I frowned, "why can't you just tell me.. Cause I don't know what to think.."

My voice slowly fading.

"Makes two of us Nicole" he stared blankly at me.

I remembered Dean.

He had texted me before I came down this morning asking where I was as he went to my suite and I had cleared out so Renee clearly hadn't told him.

I told him I was spending the weekend at one of my cousins which couldn't be more of a lie.

Tomorrow we would be flying down to Smackdown and I wasn't sure what would become of this once we got back to reality.

Whatever this was.

I realized he had told me he liked me while I hadn't said anything in return, not that he gave me a chance to .

But he could guess that I felt the same.

The same.. What is it that he even felt?

Did the Beast actually feel something?

I didn't know what to say to him. Cause anything I would say would be a lie and I hated it so instead I remained quiet as I stood up and walked to the end of his patio.

I heard my phone going off as it was on the kitchen counter and as I turned I realized Brock was on his way to me.

"Go get it.." He gestured to inside as he walked to where I had been standing before.

"He is probably wondering where you are.."

I sighed and went to join him instead.

I hugged him from behind, "what are you doing Nicole?"

"You're mad..." He turned around causing my chin to rest on his chest as I tilt my head to look up at him.

"I'm not mad.. I'm..." He shook his head and stared ahead.

I sighed, "what do you want for dinner?"

I asked to try and erase the awkward atmosphere which had resulted here.

"It doesn't matter..." he shrugged and I let go of him as I headed into the kitchen to prepare dinner while giving him some alone time.

Brock didn't fuck me like he said he would last night.

Dinner was quiet.

The reason my phone had rung was due to a urgent text from Hunter saying I had to meet him before Smackdown began..

I hoped it wouldn't be me losing my title as I was so close to being the longest reigning divas champ.

Wrestlemania 32.

That's where I would make history if he let me.

The house was quiet when I woke up so I figured Brock was taking a late morning.

While I couldn't sleep...

BROCK POV

I woke up as I heard the loud shots going off.

I left the guest room and entered the kitchen and looked out and saw her.

She was busy shooting , one lesson and she had already mastered it.

She threw the the clay pigeons herself and hit most of them and as she took each shot my tee she was still wearing rised up revealing her underwear.

I sighed as I went to pour myself some coffee as I knew that while we had our fun teasing each other now was not the time as I am pretty sure reality had sunk in for both of us.

I hadn't meant to let everything do a 360 but I couldn't ignore the fucking lunatic in the room which was Ambrose.

I tried but her phone had been lying on the counter as I poured us some coffee and I hadn't meant to but I saw his name and I had to glance at the screen.

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Deano ( 03/02/2016) : Renee has come up with ship names for us watcha think girlfriend? So far the best is Nean? I like it though sounds like mean :D

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Deano : hey girlfriend ;) so I happened to drop by your suite last night and you weren't there? You need to inform me when you leave.. You know how clingy I am! Lol anyway just let me know you're safe and weren't kidnapped by some weirdo.. Other than myself of course :) love ya!

Nicole : hey boyfriend lol when will you stop being so weird! I'm at my cousins for the weekend :) sorry forget to let you know.. I guess I'll see you tomorrow ;) love ya too!

I tried to ignore it until she basically asked me if I cared about her and I couldn't answer her when that message was in my mind.

She had broken up with Cena a couple months ago and was saying I love you's to some guy while she was fucking me.

I couldn't care even if I wanted to when she...

"Morning !"

"There's a thing called knocking" I shook my head as I heard Paul enter.

"I did but well the gun shots kinda defeated the whole purpose.. I thought it was you so I decided to let myself in but clearly it isn't whose..."

He looked where my eyes were focused.

"Oh fuck now you taught her how to shoot? Brock don't even try to deny it now , she's out there only wearing your t-shirt and using your gun which you don't even let me use might I add and.."

I did not need that on my head right now..

I sighed, "that's because you can't even fucking throw right I don't want to know how you'll handle a gun."

"And it isn't because you have a sudden soft spot for the divas champion? You're clearly fucking her. Letting her stay in your home, wear your clothes, use your gun... "

He shook his head as I ignored him .

"You said she wasn't your type Brock"

I heard him before he walked out the back door .

"Miss Bella.." He spoke as she came running back up from the field having gone to fetch the ones she missed.

"Hi.." She glanced up and placed it in the box .

She took off the ear muffs as she glanced between us.

"I'm going to get ready for the flight.." She whispered as she pushed past me while Paul walked out back.

I followed her and I pulled on my t-shirt that hung over her behind pulling her to my chest, lifting her into my arms as my arms clung around her waist.

"Brock what are you doing?" She leaned her head back on my chest.

"You're mad.." I whispered into her neck.

She turned .

"So are you" she shrugged.

I sighed and leaned forward and kissed her , she kissed me back and I turned so that my back faced the outside to block Paul's view as my hands gripped her behind.

She pulled away just as I was about to slip my tongue past her lips, "I have to go get ready."

I nodded and let her go and joined Paul outside as he stood against the table.

"Don't think you want to stand against that"
I nodded towards the table as I sat down on a bench.

"Why.." I smirked.

" Dammit Brock are you serious? " He walked to the other side and I chuckled a bit.

"So what did you do?" He ran his hands over his face.

"What do you mean?"

"She didn't look happy.."

Always observant.

"I did nothing.." I shrugged.

"I warned you this would happen. She isn't Rena and.."

"She definitely isn't.." I said seriously as he couldn't compare the two.

Nicole was something else..

"She has been in a relationship with John Cena for the past three years . I know you don't take note of these things but three years do not just disappear like that and.."

I cut him off as he didn't know of the pained expression she held whenever she spoke of him.

I knew she was doe with him.

"Well apparently it does I mean she's with Ambrose so it doesn't really..."

I was surprised he hadn't brought that up to throw in my face.

"She's with Ambrose?" He frowned.

"Oh finally I discover that you don't know everything" I chuckled as I turned and walked back into the kitchen and I heard him follow.

"I do know everything and I know for a fact that Nikki Bella and Dean Ambrose are..."

He was cut off by Nicole's voice coming from upstairs.

"Brock!!"

"Are what? ... You know what never mind. I don't feel like another lecture Paul.."

I placed my cup in the sink and headed out to find out what she would want when she was mad at me.

"What's wrong?" I leaned against the door .

"Where are all my bras? " She asked as she was going through her luggage.

"What do you mean?" I frowned as I wasn't sure why she was asking me that.

"I mean I can't find a fucking bra Brock!" She sounded irritated and I wasn't sure whether it was me or whatever was troubling her yesterday.

I sighed, "you're looking in the wrong suitcase Nicole.."

I walked over to the other corner and took the smaller one and brought it over to her.

"Why are you even looking for one if you aren't going to wear it now?" I asked looking at her outfit.

"Because I have a meeting before Smackdown so I want to make sure all my things are in order."

She sighed as she placed one of her bras into the duffel bag accompanying her ring gear.

"Meeting?" I raised my eyebrow even though she wasn't even looking at me.

"With The Authority.. Don't ask me about what as it is a mystery to me as well Beast" she smiled a bit and I sat down onto the bed.

"I'm not mad you know? I'm just not liking this ..like I told you I like to be in control but with this I am not because you belong to someone else"

I surprised myself by telling her that but I didn't think before speaking.

"I don't belong to anyone Brock" she glanced up.

"You know what I mean Nicole" she sighed but remained quiet.

I was slightly annoyed with her , well not her just with this.
I didn't get why the hell she was with that kid if she didn't even care , is that how she would be in the long run with me?

Not that I had thought about anything further than this weekend...

She finally came over to me and stood between my legs . She bent down and slowly kissed me, my fingers traced over her bare waist before pulling her onto my lap so that she straddled me.

She broke it as soon as I did that though.

"I'm not sure when I will be able to do that again"

She shrugged explaining the kiss I guess..

"What do you mean?"

"I'm not coming home with you again Brock" She frowned as if I should have known.

I could feel my jaw clenching as regardless of our well fights ..I had gotten used to it , as well as used to not being on my own out here.

I mean that's what I loved but having her here was surprisingly nice..

But clearly not nice enough for her.

"Of course you have to spend the week with Ambrose I guess you'll probably come pouting at my door again the weekend making me feel sorry for you all over again"

I stared blankly at her and the look on her face let me know she wasn't expecting it.

"Bro..." She began but I immediately cut her off.

"I have to get ready. Paul hates being late" I pushed her off me ignoring the hurt look on her face.

If she wasn't going to consider what she was doing to me.. why should I care?

When she fucking didn't.

A/N:

This chapter did a major flip :/

I know.. sucks!

But some issues can't be ignored and well who can ignore Dean Ambrose???

The next chapter will be SMACKDOWN which will be interesting.

I mean we'll have The Beast, The Lunatic and The other Bella twin all in one building and let's not forget her meeting with the boss ;)

NEXT UPDATE IS 14TH APRIL

SORRY FOR MAKING YOU GUYS WAIT BUT I AM WRITING SEVERAL TESTS AT UNIVERSITY THIS WEEK AHEAD SO WONT HAVE TIME TO WRITE :(

HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND :)

Can't wait for Wrestlemania 32!!!

Hope you liked the double update because its #WRESTLEMANIAWEEKEND

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