I Ain't Sayin' He's a Gold Digger

"And making him successful is both of our business," Nolee reminded, "Carter you have an autograph signing in three days."

Carter sighed, "But sis..."

"No buts." Nolee said. "If you don't do it, Cena's gonna take your spot."

John pouted. "I don't get a lot of time with you." he sighed, his index finger tracing circles on his chest, kissing jaw lightly. He needed to convince Carter to take him home.

Carter smiled, "Yeh can come with me Johnny."

"What!?" Nolee screamed. "No no no!"

John smiled and kissed Carer. He smirked at Nolee. "You heard the man. I'm going." He said, wrapping an arm around Carter's neck and kissing his cheek.

Carter smirked, "Lighten up sis, sheesh..."

Nolee sighed, "The press is gonna have a field day..."

John shrugged. "At least I'm his gorgeous arm candy. Not his homely looking assistant." He smirked.

Nolee shook her head, trying to ignore the comment. "Carter we have to be going. The rest of the team needs to talk over whats going on at Daytona."

Carter sighed, "Lets get goin Johnny..."

John nodded. "I'll go grab my stuff." He said and kissed his cheek.. He grabbed his stuff from his condo before returning, taking Carter's hand as they went to the car.

Carter smirked, "Oh yeh'll love it. I have land as far as the eye can see. And horses, lots of horses."

John eyes widened a bit. "Horses? Those are uh... big animals... and... I'm pretty small..." He said nervously. He'd never ridden one. And quite frankly he was afraid to.

Carter smiled, "Aw, it's a blast. Yeh're big enough for the mares. I like stallions. The wild ones where I dunno if I'll live after ridin' 'em." Truth was Carter was a bit of a daredevil, a man who loved taking risks.

John nodded. So long as he was pampered, he'd ride a mustang for he cared. He was just in this to be treated the princess he should.

Nolee regarded Johnny as they got into the limo. She didn't trust him not to hurt her brother and she sure as hell didn't like him.

John sat next to Carter in the limo, his lither legs over his lap as he kissed his jaw. "You taste good." He whispered in his ear.

Carter smirked, "Thanks." He looked over at his sister before whispering back, "She's not mad at yeh, she's just...she's a bit uptight...'

John chuckled quietly. "I noticed." He whispered and rested his head on his shoulder.

"She's a good girl. She's been taking care of my career since I started. She knows whats best for me," Carter shrugged.

John nodded. "But she needs to treat you like the man you are." He said, running his finger over Carter's hat.

"She does a lot of the time. This time is my fault. I didn't tell her where I was runnin off to. And with the Daytona 500 comin up so soon," Carter sighed.

John nodded. "Is that like, the biggest race of the season or something?" He asked, twirling his silky hair a bit. He didn't know jackshit about racing and he'll be completely honest about it.

Carter nodded "Yep, yep yep. It's like the world series of race car driving."

"Ohhh..." He said, nodding. "Well, i hope you win." He said, smiling. Just keep making money... John thought to himself.

Carter smiled, "If I don't win it's gonna be the guy from England and his team who wins." He rolled his eyes.

Nolee rolled her eyes, "Barett and Slater aren't to great."

John wrinkled his nose a bit. "They sound like losers." he grumbled. "maybe I should... distract them." He smirked.

Nolee narrowed his eyes at Johnny, "If there's one thing I can't stand more than gold diggers, it's cheaters."