#blveedinghearts

As much as Phil loved having his sisters and their significant others over to visit, he couldn’t take his olive-colored hues off of Eve the entire time that they were around. She always looked good but something about today made it a struggle for him to keep his eyes off of her. “I guess you saw me looking at you all night, huh?” he asked; closing and locking the door before turning his full attention to her. The Chicagoan stepped forwards and he pulled Eve in close by the waist once she was in reach of his arms. He flashed a grin at her as his gaze stayed matching her own. “Fuck. I love you so much,” he said before he leaned in and captured her lips in a passionate kiss.

Adam has heard of this guy and he’s seen a few of his matches but he’s never met him. He was eager to meet him one day since he considered himself a fan of his work, but of course, this became the most awkward thing possible. The recently returning superstar was hitting it off well with the NXT superstar until now. His fingers tightened around the glass of alcohol that held in his hand and narrowed his eyes at Kevin from across the room. “Should I be worried about him or something?” he wondered.

Adam couldn’t begin to express just how often he’s heard that statement tonight. The rumors were swirling and people speculated if there was a chance that maybe he did somehow get cleared but he did his best to convince people that there was no chance of him coming back. January 26th, 2020 would forever go down as the day the Rated R Superstar made his triumphant return to the business he retired from nine years ago. The Canadian flashed a grin at the Bella Twin backstage after she said that. “Are you sure I did? ‘cause I keep worrying that I’m going to wake up tomorrow and this will all just be a dream. That these last few months have been a dream. Don’t pinch me. I don’t wanna wake up if this is a dream,” the man responded and laughed as he did. One of his arms held his heavier ring coat while his other pushed through blonde locks and pushed them back. “Thank you. And I don’t mean to get your hopes up… but I really do hope we can have this conversation about you one day. Before, I might’ve said it’s impossible but now? I don’t know anymore.”

Layla scoffed, “it’s not supposed to be hot when I’m yelling at you.” She insisted “but now that you mentioned it, I kind of want to take all this anger out differently I think.” The Brit smirked as her hands slid inside his shirt sliding upward as she pulled herself closer by the hold on his sides, bringing her lips in close to his she whispered “by the way brooks, I’m beautiful, exquisite even please don’t belittle me with hot again, no matter how excited I make you.” She spoke before pressing her lips to his hungrily.

Perhaps she should have been, the darkness of the night hadn’t shifted into early morning light quite yet. Somewhere between two and three am eve found herself unable to sleep. Sitting on the corner of the bed she looked back at Phil who had managed to find himself in an easier state of rest. “I know, I know I just can’t sleep.” She sighed as she brushed back her honey warm locks behind her head. “I don’t know what it is Phil, I just haven’t been able to sleep at all. I tried absolutely everything, including the childish warm milk technique.”

“Trusting your life int the hands of the man who’s known for getting his ass handed to him when he stepped inside the Octagon. I can’t say that’s your smartest choice, sweetheart,” he teased as he gave her a slight nudge. It was more so a joke against himself since he was deemed by some to be a laughing stock and an embarrassment to mixed martial arts. “You know I wouldn’t let anything happen to you though. Hell, I’m sure you’d be someone’s ass to protect me too, yeah?” he curiously questioned as he leaned in to kiss the woman’s cheek.

"I don’t think that’s ever crossed my mind. Not even once.” Phil’s memory wasn’t the best but if there was one thing that he was certain of it was going be that right there. His fingers drew small circles against the younger woman’s back as they laid in bed in the early hours of the morning. Phil was too tired to be full of jokes and sarcastic jokes which was probably full the best. “I love you so much,” he continued as his olive-colored hues stayed on Barbie - her face is visible enough from the little bit of sunlight that entered the room.