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Chapter 1

"God, I need a fucking vacation." Stephanie muttered to herself as she dropped her paperwork on her desk with a 'thud'. She rested her elbows on the wooden desk before removing her glasses to rub at her tired eyes. She removed her hands from her eyes and looked down at her stack of work that seems to be piling up day by day. Being the head of the WWE Creative Writing team took a toll on you because there was the endless paperwork, meetings, and emails from her colleagues who sometimes, didn't know what the hell they were doing.

She lifted herself from her leather chair and stretched before walking over to the mini fridge across the way in her office. She opened it and took out a bottle of expensive red wine. Obviously, she wasn't allowed to have alcohol in her office at the WWE Headquarters but here lately she was too exhausted to care. It kept her awake for all the work Vince threw at her. Yes, she has gone to her father about it but he says it's necessary because it's WrestleMania season. She always knew better than to argue with her father because if she did his McMahon temper kicks in and he makes it even more difficult for her and even Paul.

As she poured herself some wine, she thought about Paul and how she hasn't seen him in so long. Both of their schedules were so packed it was hard to make time for each other. He has a match with John Cena and Randy Orton at WrestleMania 24 in a few weeks so yes, he was bound to be busy. Not only with Monday Night Raw but also appearances such as interviews, autograph signings, and late night talk shows.

She missed him. The last time she saw him was last week when they were both at Raw together. They stayed in her office literally the whole time except for when he wrestled. They also went to dinner that night and it was so amazing. Just the thought made her smile as she sipped at her wine. When they came home she wanted nothing more than to make love to him but he declined because he was too tired and wanted to sleep. She believed him because she could tell he was tired. When Stephanie detached herself from him he seemed to drag his tired body up the stairs of their mansion.

She sighed once again as she set her glass down on her desk before she picked up her cellphone and dialed a familiar number.

It rang a few times before, "Hello?" The gruff voice spoke on the other line.

"Hey baby." Stephanie said softly as she leaned against her desk.

"Ah, I was hoping it was my beautiful woman. How's everything going?"

Stephanie frowned. "I'm stressed and I miss you like crazy." Sighing, she asked him, "How's everything with you?"

"Everything's going good. I did a signing earlier today. Some fan wanted me to sign his head." He laughed and then said softly, "And I know, honey. I miss you too. So much you don't even know."

An idea suddenly popped into Stephanie's head, "After WrestleMania we should go on a vacation. Just you and me." She bit her lip hoping he would agree.

"That sounds so nice right about now…." He was saying before a male voice spoke in the background. Stephanie furrowed her brow as she listened to him speak away from the phone. "Alright man, I'll be right there." Stephanie heard a door shut in the background. "Baby, I gotta go. I'll talk to you later okay?"

Stephanie felt her heart weigh heavily at his words. She could listen to his deep voice all day. "Okay, I'll call you before I go to bed tonight." He always told her to call him before she goes to bed. He was such a sweet man. "I love you."

She heard his deep chuckle. "I love you too. Bye." With that he hung up.

Stephanie hung up and placed her phone on the desk behind her. She stood there for a second looking out the window in the night just thinking about their conversation before walking around her desk to sit down in her comfy leather chair. Her eyes once again fell on the pile of paper work lying in front of her and she ran her hand through her brown locks. She scooted in and reluctantly continued her work.