Behind the desk

Wade looked up, saw shawn but went back to fucking Nolee.

Nolee smiled, "What..do you..want...oh god...Shawn..."

Shawn raised a brow. "We have a house show soon. So hurry up and get ready." He said before exiting the room.

Nolee smiled, "C'mon Wade...we have to go..."

Wade groaned but got up, grumbling incoherently.

John sat on his couch. "I take it i'll have to buy need sheets, huh?"

Nolee leaned in to whisper, "I'll play with you in the Corre locker room love." Shawn nodded, "That was just awkward..."

John chuckled and got up off the couch. "Hurry up!" He called to the guys and girl in his bedroom.

Wade smirked and nodded, walking out the bedroom with Nolee.

Nolee smiled, "We're here, we're here." Shawn smiled at John as they all walked out, "I think she beats ya for most guys at once."

John smirked. "Of darlin', no one beats me when it comes to sex... especially group sex." He whispered. "So Nolee... you finally had your first group sex, huh?"

"Oh really who did you do group with?" Shawn asked starting the car. Nolee blushed, "Heath and Justin were just kinda watchin..."

John chuckled. "It was 3 guys from a club, along with Adam and Matt, along with two of my friends. So... that adsd up to... a 7-way." He said, making sure he didn't forget anyone.

Shawn blinked, "Well damn!" Nolee smiled at Wade, "Have a match tonight?"

Wade shrugged. "It's a house show. I'm not sure... I might be going against... him." He said, pointing at John.

"Wh...what? John?" Nolee asked. "You...you won't cheat will you?"

John looked at Nolee. "I don't cheat. Can't say the same for him though. And Wade, you better be careful of my stomach." He warned seriously.

"Wade you have to forfeit! He's pregnant!" Nolee begged.

Wade crossed his arms. "I'm not forfeiting a match. That makes me look weak and I have to set an example for the Corre members. If I back down to John, that ruins my image." He huffed.

Nolee teared up, "He's carrying an innocent little baby that he could lose!"

Wade bit his lip. "I would if I could. But I have to wrestle, Nolee. I'll try and be careful, I promise." He sighed.

Nolee turned away from him, "Whatever..."

John clenched his hand around the steering wheel. He;d put Wade in his place... he'd make sure of it.

Nolee sighed as they got to the arena, "I need to go to the guerilla...hoping that Micheal doesn't make fun of me or anything..."

John smiled sadly. "Good luck doll." He said before going into his luxrious dressing room with Shawn.

Nolee walked to the guerilla, shocked when she saw Brian standing there with Micheal. "Hello Nolee. Josh can't make it tonight so Vince called up your brother, hope no family secrets pop up..." Micheal smirked. Nolee glared at them, "Stop. Don't even start." Shawn smiled, "Help me do some leg lifts?"

Wade was in his Corre dressing room, feeling conflicted. He had no idea what to do.

John nodded and smiled. "Sure... if you'll help me stretch." He purred.