A/N : This one shot is dedicated to The Cerebral Phenom. Enjoy and review, pretty please. :P Oh, I do not own anyone from the WWE; Vince McMahon does, dammit. I will be writing the story in Trish's POV.
Adam hugged me, and lifted me off my feet. I giggled, at how giddy he was, but was happy that he was back to his usual self. Retirement was easy for him, just as it was for me, but he pulled through. He seemed to be enjoying more than anything. To be able to just kick back and watch reruns of Smackdown or just eat a big bowl of ice cream was nice. You don't have to worry about getting back in the gym or early flights, you just were on an everlasting vacation.
"How are you?" I worried about him, too much. He was my best friend, who wouldn't?
"Better. How about yourself?" He folded his arms over his broad chest.
"Ah, I'm okay."
"Good."
We walked the sidewalk a little bit, and came to a halt in front of a bench. We sat down, and just enjoyed the serene peace. I inhaled a bit of the air, before Adam handed me a flower. It was a daffodil and I took it, smiling. Even though he had a girlfriend, I would always be the one woman that also held the key to his heart. He held one to mine too, of course. Adam smiled back, his vibrant deep green eyes showing his true happiness. I couldn't help but stare into them, they were beautiful, just magnificent. But the atmosphere was a little different. I glanced back at the flower, and shook the feeling off.
He guided my head back to look into his eyes. I couldn't stop staring into them and he couldn't stop staring into mine. I might of thought they were boring, dull and lifeless, but he told me he could get lost in them. He leaned in, and before I realized it my head gravitated toward his. My eyes looked downward at his pink lips, and I biting onto mine. I kissed him. And I liked it.
It felt more than great, just perfect. I put myself too much into the kiss, but he seemed to not mind. He responded with the same enthusiasm. I grabbed onto his hair, gently, the feeling of euphoria washing over me. I've never shared a kiss as deep as this with anybody, never. I didn't wanna stop. I came back to my senses, and remembered he was my best friend, not my lover. I was about to become a Mrs. and his girlfriend was about to be one too. It was wrong, and I knew it. But it wouldn't hurt if the kiss just lasted five seconds longer…
Adam stopped, and I bit his bottom lip softly, not wanting to part ways. I let go and touched my swollen lips, shocked at what just happened. He didn't seemed phased by it, but wanted to continue the hot make out session.
He leaned in again, but I stopped him. "Trish, c'mon."
"Adam, this isn't right." He ran a hand over his sandy dirty blonde hair, sighing.
"We're about to get married. You can't deny there's something going on between us. Let's just do it this once." He asked, question and lust full in his eyes.
"I guess one time wouldn't hurt…" I said, uncertain.
He recaptured my lips and we took off where we started off, no shame or guilt in the kiss. It was the last time this was gonna happen, so why not finish it off with a bang, literally. He ran a hand through my brown hair, while I grabbed onto his elbow bringing us closer, more liked glued. We couldn't do it here, not in a park. Adam, surprisingly didn't realize that, he was about to take his shirt off, before I stopped him.
But it was eight at night, who would be walking around in a park at that time? No one, probably. Oh what the hell, this would be something I could add to my list of doing crazy things. He took my shirt off, and my pants, before I did the same for him. This night was going to be crazy, but I'm a crazy person.
Sorry guys, no smut fic. I hope The Cerebral Phenom enjoyed it. Read and review.