Edge walked out the of the gym with his friends Christian, Chris Jericho, and Rey Mysterio trailing close behind him, after spending most of the day there.

"Man how does Torrie put up with you staying at the gym all day" Rey called out shutting the door behind the retreating four.

"I have no clue, she just does."

They walked to the elevator.

"So what do you all think of this draft thing next Monday?" Christian asked the three men.

"I so do not want to be drafted to raw I don't want to leave Torrie."

"Yeah I know how you feel man I don't want to leave Trish if I get drafted to Smackdown." Chris said shaking his head slightly.

Edge looked around, "What about you Christian, Rey?"

"Hey man I really don't care where I go just as long as I get a better storyline than the one I have a ready with Trish, I want to kill the writer that came up with that."

"Yeah I know do you see what I'm stuck with doing on smackdown." Rey responded with anger heard in his rather calm voice.

Edge nodded agreeing with both men. "I know we need new writers." The elevator doors opened "Well guys I got to go Torrie is waiting for me." The men voiced their good byes and a few "whipped" whispers hidden by obvious coughs. Edge walked down the hall to room 371 and opened the door with his swipe card. Torrie was sitting at a chair fixing her hair and make up.

"Hey Baby." Torrie turned around and jumped in to his arms.

"Baby I missed you so much."

"I was only gone for a few hours."

"still it kills me to be away from you for any amount of time."

"I know baby. It will kill me if I was drafted to Raw."

"But if you are baby you should take that chance and go cause you have so many new opponents and more challenges to work with."

"I know but I want to stay with you." Edge said setting her down on the bed and walked to his bag grabbing some clothing. "Let me take a shower so that we can go out and eat."

He kissed Torrie sweetly on the lips before turning towards the shower. He quickly removed his clothes and showered.

He stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. He wondered what Torrie was up to it had gotten quiet with no sound of her rumaging through her make up or flipping the channels on the television. He opened the door to find Torrie standing there her jeans and a light pink lace bra. She pulled him in to a crush kiss with their tounges dancing sweet tangos in each others mouths.

"Maybe we can just eat in tonight." She said pulling Edge with her kissing

him with more passion every few seconds. She opened the door enough to place a do not disturb sign on the door and lock it closed behind her.