A Rated R Love Affair

A/N: I had to write something about that kiss. Dudes, Edge and Alicia looked kind of cute together. There's gonna be two different stories. One about the before feelings and the next about Edge and Alicia's new relationship. I've always hated Edge before, but afer that episode of Smackdown and after the dream I had about him following the episode, I like him alot more. Anyway, I think I've rambled on too much. This story is exciting me already. I think I'm actually gonna commit to it! ANYWAYS, enjoy your read.

P.S-Alicia is the girl who kissed Edge on the wedding episode of Smackdown. Just incase you didn't catch on by now.

Disclaimer: I own no one. Except this story idea.

Prologue-How it all Began

-Edge's P.O.V-

Okay, I know what you're thinking. I'm such an asshole for cheating on Vickie with Alicia right? Yeah, I'll take that. Because after seeing her tears and seeing her break down like that really did hit the conscience I thought was non-existent. But what could I do? A part of me regretted her having found out. A part of me didn't really care. And the majority part of me wanted to kick Paul Levesque's ass for showing that damned video in the first place. When did he place that camera in the room anyway?!

Anyways, back to the point. Everyone I knew had turned against me except for Chavo, Randy Orton and Mickie James. They told me that everyone makes "mistakes" in their lives, and I just happened to have made one at the wrong time. But they were wrong. Kissing Alicia wasn't a mistake.

All of you probably assumed that I was using Vickie from the start. Well, you were right. The only reason why I began to hit on her in the first place was because of the WWE Championship. That does me a shit load of good since that stupid poser CM Punk has the title though. And did you see the way he nabbed that championship from me? Cashing in his money in the bank just when I was tired? That was smart though. I'll give him that much.

Alright back to the story. I'm sure some of you were wondering about if I knew Alicia before or after my scandalous love affair. She just wasn't Vickie's extremely hot wedding planner that I just wanted to plant my lips on. Of course I knew her; I'm not that Rated R. Well. At least not that you know about. But that's a different story.

Alicia had been one of Vickie's close and personal friends. They've actually known each other since what, high school or something like that. And as a matter of fact, Alicia was one of the backstage crews that work with us, so I had seen her couple of times before and after matches. I never knew I had feelings for her until I'd actually sat down and had a conversation with her, and I never knew Alicia had feelings for me until that night I had kissed her. She jerked away like something was wrong, but I could see it in her eyes that she wanted more. That's why she lunged on me like that. No one can resist me. When it comes to women, trust that I'll always know how to make them feel good. Trust me.

Sounds kind of cocky right? Well, when you got skills you can't deny them. That's not being cocky. That's confidence. And I have to admit. If I hadn't gone over Vickie's house that one Saturday afternoon, none of this would've ever happened….

-Alicia's P.O.V-

Okay, I know what you're thinking. I'm probably such a slut for kissing Edge and ruining his wedding day. I guess I'll take that one, because I deserve it. I kissed my best friends husband and ruined the most important day of her life. I don't even blame Triple H for showing the video. I'm sure Vickie would've found out anyway.

The only people that didn't turn their back on me would happen to be Mickie James and Randy Orton, the only people whom I had grown close to and actually bonded with outside work. They told me it was alright because Edge…well, Adam, was the one who had the crush on me the whole time anyway. And secretly, I had a crush on him the whole time too. I was too shy to admit it to him, and I thought I had lost all hope when he had gotten with Vickie.

She was really in love with him. She would always talk to me about how wonderful he was with her, how much of a great kisser he was…and all the while I grew more and more jealous, and if possible, my crush deepened for the Rated R superstar. There wasn't a moment where I wasn't thinking about him. Every time I walked around backstage, I would never look at him.

And that night, when I was sitting with him on the couch in that room, the night of his wedding, I'd always suspected he had feelings for me, and that night confirmed it, especially when he kissed me. I saw the look of confusion, lust and desperation right in his eyes and just jumped at him. That's the bravest move I'd ever made on a guy, and I still can't believe it.

And to think, none of this would've ever happened if I hadn't have reluctantly agreed to go to Vickie's house that Saturday afternoon…

A/N: Ehhh, I know. It's short. But bare with me. The proceeding chapters are longer. Read and review?