I wrote this vignette in June 2011 and have it up on my fanfic site. The ambiguity is intentional.
Another night, another dream, but always you; it's like a vision of love that seems to be true . . .
She played that song by Real McCoy every morning after he'd left her side. She knew she shouldn't love him, but her heart . . . her heart just wouldn't listen to reason. He had always been honest with her about the situation; he'd never given her any cause to believe that this would be anything more than a . . . a dalliance, a fling.
He had made it perfectly clear from the beginning that he would never leave his wife. Lola could lay no blame at his feet. Not that she would have blamed him for any of her own feelings. She couldn't help falling in love with him. And, no matter how many times she told herself that she should put a stop to their affair, whenever he showed up at her door, she could deny him nothing.
One word, one glance from him was all it took to melt away her resolve and let him take her in his arms again. The feel of those strong arms around her was all that kept her standing when he made her knees so weak.
"Lola," he would growl into her neck as his hands explored her curves.
"Unf," was all she could manage to utter before his lips were on hers. His mouth always claimed hers with such urgency, as though he couldn't get enough of her at once. But, in the back of Lola's mind, she reminded herself that the urgency was only due to time constraints. There was only so much time he could afford to give her, and she could never be out of reach for certain people for very long, either.
They had managed to keep their "relationship" a secret for months, and, even more astounding to her, no one employed by World Wrestling Entertainment knew who she really was.
She shook herself free of the memory of the previous evening and recalled the afternoon that someone had walked in on one of their trysts. She chuckled now at the expression he'd had on his face when he'd caught her in flagrante delicto!
And that person's contract with WWE would expire soon. She had made sure he would never reveal what he knew about her and her lover. He had his own reasons for not trying to use that information to his advantage, but all three were well aware that either of the other two could so easily turn on them.
A/N: Any wrestling-related fic I compose and may post to this site in the future is purely kayfabe (as in, I only use their ring names, the storylines are "real", et cetera).
Disclaimer: WWE and any related characters and entities are the property of Titan Sports. I make no money from this fanfic and write it solely for my own amusement. The character of "Lola" is a mere figment of my imagination and, while she shares the name of the author, any similarity to any other person, either living or dead, is purely coincidental. Events presented herein are fictitious.