Tired

Lacy slid her keycard in to unlock the door to the hotel room she shared with Punk and dropped her bag, exhausted. She was on the road, finishing out his wrestling commitments and he accompanied her because he had other things to do with the promotion anyway. She plopped down on the bed face first and let out a little groan of pain. She'd been working hard lately, training really hard to get in shape for the ring and for her upcoming photoshoots, actually working on the photoshoots, and being on the road again. She was tired, but more importantly, she was sore.

"Someone take care of me," she muttered to no one in particular. Punk wasn't in yet and she didn't plan on moving.

Punk was actually out on the balcony, finishing up a phone call with one of the promoters. He heard Lacy come in, but waited until he was done on the phone to go back in the room. When he was done, he went in the room and saw Lacy laying on the bed. He chuckled a bit to himself and then walked over to sit by her side and massage her shoulders. "Tough couple of days huh?"

"I'm so sore." she complains.

"You've been working too hard." he told her as he continued to massage her shoulders, then moved down to get her back.

"Somebody's gotta do it." she said into the mattress.

"I could have finished." he said.

"I didn't want you to. It's fine."

He nodded to himself. 'Well don't you worry, I'm going to try to make you feel better."

"It hurts but a massage is what I need right now." she sighed.

"And a massage is what you're going to get." he said as he leaned down to kiss the back of her neck lightly. "I'll try not to hurt you. If I do though, just let me know." he said as he continued to massage her.

She laid there and let him work. "So. After today's workout, which was hell by the way, but I'm losing weight so I guess that's good.. I had to go start doing some photos, and that took 3 ridiculous hours." she rolled her eyes. "I went to the arena to wrestle, well you saw the girl almost drop me on my head, and she was stiff as hell. And I have to go for a run tonight."

"More like you're not going for a run tonight." he said.

"Phil, I have to."

"You do not." he said. "Lace, you're overworking yourself." he told her. "Just relax for the night."

"I am relaxing, but I need to keep training if I want to be anywhere near ready for these photoshoots."

"You already are ready for those photoshoots. You make those young girls look bad." he chuckled. "They're the ones that have to work hard if they want to keep up with you and your body."

"They're the one with the killer bodies and I'm just the old lady limping around on set."

"I think you mixed the words up. You're the one with the killer body." he chuckled. "Don't be so hard on yourself." he said. "You're perfect."

"Of course you have to say that."

"I don't have to." he said. "I say it because it's true."

"I'll take your word for it."

"Yeah, you better." he joked as he moved down to massage her legs.

Lacy hissed gently when he got to her thighs. "..today was leg day."

"I'll be very gentle." He told her as he made sure not to be too rough with the massage.

"No, I need the pressure, I'll hate you now but thank you later."