From 1 Thriller to Another

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the obvious WWE names, but the rest of this is totally my creation. So, enjoy, and don't be afraid to review. Oh yeah, before I forget, I must mention this whole thing about total coincidences.....yadda, yadda, yadda................it's only fiction...........blah, blah, blah..........reader's discretion is advised......bada bing, bada boom! Without further ado, Let's do it!!!!

Hi. My name is Donnielle, but you can call me Donnie. I'm in this predicament, maybe ya'll can help me out. It all started about three years ago. My best friend Gabby took it upon herself to hook me up on a blind date with one of her male friends. All she told me was this: "His name is Sean O'Haire. He's a cool guy. He's in his late twenties, and here's his number, he's waiting for your call." That was it, plain and simple. "What?? Are you crazy??? I'm not going to do that!" I shouted. "He might be some type of psycho killer, and you gonna hook me up with him??" "Girl, you are too wrapped up in Joey. It's been too long since you were with somebody. Now go, and do the damn thing!!" she said as she went out the door of my 5-bedroom home. Mind you, I went through a messy break-up with this asshole Joey, and I'm really not trying to get back into the dating thing. At the same time, loneliness isn't cool, so I decided to give this Sean a call.

That phone kept ringing. It seemed like forever. That damn phone had to ring like 20 times before he decided to pick the shit up. When it did pick up, he had the balls to sound like he had an attitude.

"Who's This??"

Who's this??? you're a grown ass man, and that's how you answer a phone??

"Um..hello. Is this Sean??"

"Yeah. You are...."

"Hi. This is Donnielle. I got your number from Gabby. I-"

"I know who you are. About time you called. Listen, I don't have much time to talk on the phone, so can I meet you at Dino's Pizza in a half an hour??"

Oh yeah. You're acting like a total dick, and I'm suppose to jump up and meet your crazy ass at a pizzeria so you can act like a bigger dick??? brother, please!!

"Ok. Are you far from there???"

"Nah. I'm about 4 blocks away from there right now. Can I meet you there or not???"

"Whatever. If you don't show up, at least I'll get my grub on, so it won't be a total loss."

"Fine. Later"

click

Ok. Maybe I should have reconsidered. But people, this is about to get good, I promise you. I went to Dino's. Ok, I was about 15 minutes late. Hey, a sister's gotta get dressed, whatever. I went to the counter to order a slice with extra cheese. All of a sudden, this cutie walked my way. I mean, he was F-I-N-E fine!!!! I mean, he was all that. 6'5, muscular like a Greek God. He had on the tightest black Armani Exchange muscle T-shirt, and these blue jeans which fit his booty perfectly. Not tight, not too baggy, just loose and nice. And a pair of Jordans. I was in love. Then he decided to bump me. Did I fail to mention that pizza sauce fell on my khakis??? well, it did, and I was pissed. "what the fuck, dude??" I said. "This shit is hot!!!" My leg was on fire. "Great. Now this guy is gonna think I'm some fucking retard that doesn't know how to eat. You could say sorry!". And in that instant, my Adonis turned around, and with those icy eyes, looked at me like I was some raging lunatic and said:

"You must be Donnielle. Gabby described you perfectly."

"Sean???"

"Yep. And, you're late!!"

Right about now, my jaw is on the floor. I'm smeared in marinara, and this idiot has the balls to have a time clock attached to his ass??? This is gonna be fun!

"Sorry about that. I got held up. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?"

And if you don't, who gives a fuck! Be glad I showed up, dammit!!

"You're cute. And sarcastic. I like you. Let's eat." During the whole thing, we were just basically talking about our likes, dislikes, and what we want in a relationship. He explained to me that since he will be on the road alot with the WWE (yes, he's a wrestler) he doesn't really have time to have someone in his life, which is cool with me, this is just a one-shot deal to me. Eventhough he's fine as hell, I can live with that. Anyway, as the day progressed, we started to let our hair down, soft to speak. We argued about who was the better superhero, Spiderman, or Iceman (Which I know my man Bobby Drake can kick Peter Parker's gay webbed ass) and we showed off our tatoos. He has this wicked tat of Carnage on his shoulder, while he grimaced at my Iceman on my arm. But when he noticed the tribal web on my back, he started to give me this mischievous grin, like he was up to something. "what's that for??" I asked him. "Everybody has a little spider in 'em" he said, as he started to laugh.

We talked for hours until it was time for me to go back home. Sean was so funny, and sweet. He decided to walk me to the door. Everything was fine until he asked the dreaded question. Ya'll know the question. The one that ropes you in by the balls, or thong.

"Can I kiss you???"

Oh my. You, Sean O'Haire, want to kiss me???? What is a girl to do???

Without hesitation, I leaned in and went for it. I fell in love from that one kiss. He was so soft and gentle, with a little bit of pressure. He was such the great kisser and a gentleman, when I managed to get my front door opened, I pulled his sexy ass in! Yes, I did! Why in the hell did I do that?? I know deep down I wasn't ready for this, and I'm not even that type of girl. But hey, shit happens, and when will I get the chance to say that I had Sean O'Haire in my house groping me. It started getting hot and really heavy when he grabbed me by the back of my legs, picking me up and pinning me to the wall as I combed my fingers through his brown, untamed hair enjoying his kiss and embrace. Suddenly, we ended up on my black leather couch, where I decided that his shirt was no longer needed, and I took it off. He pulled me closer to him and started kissing my neck. As he went to put his arm around my waist, he noticed that the spider on his arm had coincidentally blended in with the web on my back. "I guess this must be a perfect match, huh??" he asked. "It could be, unless you wanna end this ride right now." I ended up replying to him. In that instant, my brown J.Lo baby shirt fell to the floor, courtesy of Sean. It was pure nirvana. I was anticipating what was to come of this, when I turned off the light to my halogen lamp. "Let's Do this." he said, as that moment got even more intense.

Meanwhile, you just sit tight until the next time!!!!