AJ readjusts the championship laying on his shoulder, the smile on his face hadn’t been removed since he came through backstage. He won the United States Championship in Madison Square Garden of all places. “Didn’t expect this to happen, right? Man wow…..” Under his breath, the Georgia native mumbled as he looked down at the championship he just won.
Watching the match from backstage, Nikki was 99 percent sure that it would end with Kevin retaining, or with a disqualification. But when the referee’s hand connected for the third time with the mat, while Owens’s shoulders were pinned, probably everyone could hear her yelling at the top of her lungs, because her man won not only the match but the title. “Are you kidding me? No one was expecting that! But you won!”, cupping Allen’s cheeks in her palms, the brunette kissed him, hard, not caring about the sweat or the edges on the title plate digging into her body. “This calls for the celebration!”
