A/N: Ok, I am back with a new story! Hope you guys like it, and as always please read and review!
As she began to clean up her make up table, Kourtney Hammond sighed in frustration. To everyone around her, it seemed like Kourtney had everything going right in her life. Unfortunately, she didn't feel the same way.
Kourtney was the youngest of two daughters and was extremely close with her sister, Kara. She was about 5' 5" with beautiful silky brown hair and deep brown eyes. The 25 year old also landed her job as make up artist for the WWE the year before, and was always given high praise for her work. Then there was John.
The brunette was introduced to John Morrison six months prior by her friend and current WWE diva, Barbie Blank. At first everything was great. John and Kourtney never left each other's sides, and was always kissing and touching. But within the last few weeks, Kourtney felt as if something was going on with John. He was so focused on work that they had barely spent any time together, and if they did, it was never alone and always with friends. When the relationship was new, John and Kourtney were all over each other and never fell asleep unless they were in each other's arms. Now because of busy work schedules, Kourtney would usually fly home and fall asleep by herself, and she couldn't remember the last time John said I love you to her.
"Kourtney, hello! I asked you if your ready for me!"
She turned around and groaned inward as she became face to face with Melina, who looked clearly annoyed. Kourtney did her best to fake a smile.
"Sit right down," she said, gesturing toward the nearby chair.
"About time!" Melina sneered. "I was talking to you for like five minutes."
"It wasn't that long. Are we doing the usual?"
Melina only nodded as she watched Kourtney gathered the appropriate colors. She was tempted to make the diva look like a clown, but didn't care to face the consequences.
"So did you see John's match earlier? Those abs are looking great!"
Kourtney rolled her eyes as she applied powder. It was no secret that John and Melina were once a couple, and still too friendly in Kourtney's eyes. "Yes I did see the match, Melina. He deserved that win against Miz."
"Is he still good in bed?"
"I don't think that's any of your business!" Kourtney exclaimed, raising an eyebrow.
"Aw is there trouble in paradise? Is everything not perfect?" the diva sarcastically asked.
Taking a deep breath, Kourtney stopped applying the blush to Melina's cheeks and slightly bent down to her level. "Not that it's any of your business, but everything is fine between me and John. And no I'm not going to tell you how good he currently is in bed."
Not saying anything, Melina also raised an eyebrow. Once Kourtney backed up a few steps, Melina rose from her chair and the two women were literally nose to nose. "All I know is that if I could do it over, I wouldn't have let John go. You know what, sometimes I wonder if he doesn't think of that too," Melina said as she walked away.
Kourtney's blood was literally boiling as she turned around, once again cleaning up her table. She didn't know the real reason why the diva and the Shaman of Sexy broke up, but knew Melina wanted him back…and didn't doubt she would get him if she got the chance. Within a few moments, all of her make up was packed in the big duffel bag and just as she finished zipping it shut, Kourtney felt a pair of muscular arms around her tiny waist.
"Hey beautiful," John whispered in her ear.
Smiling, Kourtney turned around and instantly wrapped her arms around John's neck. "You are definitely a sight for sore eyes."
John snickered as he also sat in the make up chair. "Why do you say that?"
"It's nothing," she said, shrugging her shoulders. "By the way, I had another 'meeting' with Melina a little bit ago."
"Is that why your so down?"
"It's just…she knows how to get under my skin. Every time I have the 'pleasure' of doing her make up, she always asks about you and asks inappropriate questions."
John smirked as he got up from his chair. "Melina is just jealous baby," he said, waving his hand in the air. "She is just jealous because we are together and I'm not with her anymore. You just need to ignore her when she's around."
"Melina asked if you were still good in bed!" Kourtney exclaimed, placing her hand on her hip. "Come on John!"
"Alright, alright I will talk to her."
Kourtney smirked and shook her head in disbelief as she flung the bag of make up around her shoulder. "Yeah, Melina would love that. She would love the chance to get her hands on you once again."
"Kourt, you know I would never do that and I would never allow her to. I am only a one woman man," he said as he wrapped his arms once again around his girlfriend.
"But John," she started, but soon got a raised eyebrow from him. "Alright I will change the subject. Since the show is done, how about we go to the club tonight with everyone? All of our friends are going, and we really haven't gotten a chance to be with each other in awhile."
John's face fell, and Kourtney knew what was coming. "I'm sorry babe, that's why I came over here. I have a last minute signing in Houston tomorrow afternoon and I'm taking a late flight out."
"Do you realize how long it's been since we've really gotten to see each other? Geez John, it doesn't feel like we're even a couple anymore. I never get to see you!"
"I know it, and I'm sorry. It's just I am so close to a championship opportunity I can feel it. I just think if I work a lot and make a good impression with the company…then maybe my time will come. But…I do have a surprise for you."
"Oh yeah, what's that?" Kourtney asked as she folded her arms across her chest.
"Christmas is only a month away, and I heard Vince say that we are going to get several weeks off instead of one week. You and I are going to go somewhere romantic for Christmas. What do you think of Hawaii?"
"I think Hawaii would be great, but no offense John, I will believe it when I see the plane tickets and your blank work schedule."
John nodded as he glanced toward his watch. "Well, I better get going as he placed a kiss on Kourtney's forehead. "Love you," he said as he began to walk in the other direction.
Sighing, Kourtney started walking toward the parking lot. She could feel the tears begin to pool in her eyes, but quickly wiped them away as she noticed her friends in sight. "Eve! Barbie!"
Both women turned around and smiled toward the make up artist. "Hey I was just getting ready to call you," Eve exclaimed. "We were just on our way to the hotel to get ready to go out."
"Your coming right?" Barbie asked hopeful.
Kourtney gave her friends a confident smile. She was tired of crying over John and wondering where their relationship was going. "Absolutely!" she exclaimed as she nodded her head.
Later on that night, most of the WWE superstars and divas gathered at a local club in New Orleans, the sight of Raw that night. As soon as they walked through the door, Kourtney made a promise to herself and to her friends that she was going to forget about John for the night. Instead she was going to concentrate on having fun and not worrying about a thing. Kourtney, Eve and Barbie were soon joined by their friend Maryse and after grabbing drinks from the bar, hit the dance floor.
Meanwhile, not too far away from where the girls danced, Ted DiBiase glanced around the club as he lazily took a drink from his beer bottle. "There's a lot of hot girls here tonight," he told his good friend Randy Orton.
He nodded in agreement. "Yeah there are," he said as he held up his left hand. "But I'm not allowed to touch."
Mike "The Miz" Mizanian laughed out loud. "Ha, just because your tied down doesn't mean the rest of us can't have fun."
Ted laughed out loud as he took one last drink from his bottle, and stood up without saying anything. "You going to find a lady friend for tonight?" John Cena asked.
He shrugged. "Maybe, maybe not. All I know is that I need another beer," he said, heading toward the bar.
After he ordered his drink, Ted's eyes wondered to his left and was in awe. Not too far away stood a beautiful brunette, who looked really good in the little black dress she wore. He didn't know why, but the girl looked very familiar.
Ted waited a few moments longer, and after getting his beer from the bar tender, he slithered his way toward the beauty. "Hi," said smiling.
Kourtney turned to her right, and was floored to see Ted DiBiase standing right by her. They had passed each other in the halls of the arenas, but never really said anything to each other. She just couldn't understand why he suddenly wanted to talk to her.
"Hi," she smiled back.
"This may sound a little crazy, but I swear I know you from somewhere. Do we know each other?" he asked, smiling.
Kourtney laughed out loud as she grabbed her drink from the bar tender. "Yes we do know each other and that is because we work together," she explained as Ted scrunched his eyebrows together. "I am a make up artist with the WWE."
"That's it," Ted exclaimed, snapping his fingers. "I knew you looked familiar for a reason."
"Well I know we've seen each other in hallways and catering-"
Ted nodded as he took a swig of his beer. "I know I am definitely going to be paying attention to my surroundings from now on," he replied in a flirtatious tone.
A few hours past, and neither Ted or Kourtney returned to their friends. They stayed at the bar, drinking and talking like old friends. As they continued to talk, Kourtney for once quit thinking about John and their relationship. She was able to loosen up and finally feel like she could have some fun.
Another hour past, and Ted and Kourtney decided to head back to their friends but not separately, but together. They quickly realized they had been left behind.
"This is great," Kourtney slurred.
"I can escort you back to the hotel if you want," Ted suggested. "You are pretty drunk, and I don't think your able to drive."
Kourtney started giggling uncontrollably. "I am pretty trashed, aren't I?"
Ted only nodded as he wrapped an arm around Kourtney's waist to help keep her balanced. Along the drive back to the hotel, Kourtney was babbling and slurring words so bad that Ted didn't have any idea what she was saying.
"Well thank you for bringing me back to my room," Kourtney said as they walked up to her door and began to look for her room key.
"No problem. I had to make sure a pretty lady got back ok."
Smiling, Kourtney leaned forward and lightly kissed Ted's cheek. As she pulled away, they both locked eyes. Just like that, Ted leaned forward again and passionately kissed Kourtney.
"I-I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that," he stuttered. "I am sure a woman as beautiful as you has a boyfriend or a husband or something."
"Don't be sorry," Kourtney responded. It was as if everything was clear to her. She no longer felt dizzy and drunk, and knew that tonight was the most a man had paid attention to her in a long time. In all honesty, Kourtney didn't want it to stop and by the look in Ted's eyes…he didn't want to either.
"I-If you want, you can come in," she finally responded, waving the room key in front of him.
Not saying anything, Ted only nodded as he found Kourtney's lips once again. She instantly deepened the kiss as the door finally came open and Ted picked her up in his arms as they walked toward the bed. Ted laid Kourtney down carefully and for a moment just stared into each other's eyes, maybe waiting to see if the other would object. John suddenly came to Kourtney's mind, but as Ted's lips descended onto hers, the thought was quickly erased. She had basically been ignored for the last several weeks while John made an impact on the wrestling world. Ted and Kourtney only hung out at the club for a few hours, and already he had paid more attention to her than John had in the last week, let alone month. And no matter the consequences that may or may not happen in the future, Kourtney didn't want the attention Ted was giving her to end.