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For What It's Worth

Chapter 1

It had been a long, stressful day at work for Brett Copeland. She works at a publishing company and not only has she been working hard to get a promotion, her assistant is on vacation and she has had to pick up her slack. Brett was a gorgeous 30 year old who didn't look a day over 21. She has long brown hair with a tint of red and gorgeous blue eyes. She had a slim yet curvaceous figure that men seemed to appreciate.

She turned into the parking lot at the arena in Tampa, Florida and shut off her engine after she pulled into the best parking spot she could find. She flipped open her overhead mirror and examined her makeup and checked to make sure her loose curls were still in tact. After applying some clear lip gloss on her lips, she stepped out of her black SUV. She smoothed down her black, knee-length pencil skirt and adjusted her white tuxedo-style, v-neck, pleated, dress shirt with a tiny collar, popped up and red leather belt that was on her waist where her shirt and skirt met. She leaned in and grabbed her big black bag, slung it over her shoulder, pulled her keys from the ignition and shut her door. She pressed the lock button on her keys as she walked away. She slid her keys into her purse and searched for her backstage pass as she made her way across the crowded parking lot.

When she made her way to the backstage entrance, she flashed the guard her pass with a smile and walked into the arena. She put her pass back in her bag and glanced at her stylish watch and groaned. He was going to be so pissed. She fast walked down the hall in her red peep-toe pumps, which allowed her black nail polish to be visible on her toes. Finally she got to the right door and stopped walking, laying a hard couple of knocks on the door.

The door opened and Chris Irvine appeared.

"Brett! It's so good to see you! You look great!" He said and enveloped her in a friendly hug. "How are you?"

"Thanks, you don't look so bad yourself. I'm good but I'm so late. Is he in there?" She asked after they broke from their hug. Before he could respond, someone down the hall started to approach them.

"Finally! I thought you'd never get here." Adam Copeland said, throwing his hands up. Of course, no 'hey, how was your day?' or 'Tough day at work?' that was too much to ask.

She smiled and made her way towards him. "Hey baby." She said, leaning to place a kiss on his lips but he moved his head back a little so he was out of reach.

"Um, you're late." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.

She sighed. "I know baby but I am so loaded down at work and I had to stay a little longer."

"Well, maybe you could have finished tomorrow so you could give your husband a little more attention." He said making her angry.

"But Adam-" She started but he cut her off.

"Brett, why does your work always come first? Your job is your life!"

She narrowed her eyes at him and raised her voice. "No," She said firmly. "Your job is our life." She said, making her point by poking his shoulder.

"Oh please." He scoffed.

"What do you mean oh please? When you're on the road and we're talking on the phone, all you talk about is work. You never ask me about my day. And when you're home, it's the same old song and dance. It's all about your job and your problems." She said with a raised, firm voice.

He looked down the hall and clenched his teeth. "Brett, lower your voice." He said tightly.

She glanced towards the locker room and saw a bunch of guys with their heads sticking out the door, watching their fight but when they saw her, they moved their heads back in. She turned her attention back to her husband. "You know I don't like being told what to do."

"Well maybe that's what you need."

"Shut up! I feel like I'm a child getting reprimanded by my parents." She exclaimed, throwing her hands up.

"Well your parents aren't in the picture anymore so maybe I need to step in sometimes." He said and she glared at him. Her parents stopped talking to her when she told them she was marrying Adam. While they were dating, they seemed to like him but it turns out they were just hoping it would be a fling and she would move on to someone with a more corporate job. It's funny he mentioned that because he was the reason her parents no longer spoke to her. She shook her head and brushed by him as she walked farther down the hall.

She thought about her parents everyday. It bugged her that they could so easily cut her out of their life but she supposed if they can't see she's happy with Adam, most days, and in love with him and they want her to be unhappy with someone she doesn't love, then its for the best. If they can't accept who she loves, then they can't accept her.

After turning a few corners, she finally located the diva locker room and knocked. Melina opened the door and squealed. "Ahh! You're here!" She said and threw her arms around her. She laughed and returned the hug.

"Girl, you look great." Brett said pushing her away so she could took at her.

"Thanks, but look at you. Damn!" They laughed and sat down on the couch in the deserted locker room.

"Where is everyone?" She asked confused, normally there are girls running around in here with their heads chopped off. She slipped her shoes off her feet and pulled them under herself.

"Probably in catering or something, I don't know." Melina said, and also pulled her feet under her. "So how are you?"

"I'm swamped at work. I actually had to stay there a little late tonight so I could finish some things up. Of course that caused Adam to throw a bitch fit when I finally got here." She said with a roll of her eyes.

"What? He's still pulling that shit?" She asked, stunned.

"Of course! Ever since he got that damn title." Brett said with a shake of her head.

"Girl, you need to drop his ass." She said seriously.

"I can't do that. I still love him. I know we fight a lot but the good times we have are so good. I could never leave him. He's my life." She confessed. Even though he pissed her off sometimes and said the wrong things, he always made up with her and was the sweetest man.

"You are too good to him." Melina said with a laugh. They sat there catching up for about fifteen minutes before Brett glanced at her watch and sighed.

"I better go find a TV before I miss Adam's match. Gosh, if I don't see it he'll never let me forget it." She said and stood up, toeing her shoes back on.

"Well, my match is going to be up soon, I'll go out there with you." She said and they made their way to a TV. Lucky they came when they did because Adam's match was just about to start. Brett watched with a proud smile as Adam strutted down the ramp with a cocky grin on his face. He was hot and she was so glad she got to call him hers. He won his match, by cheating of course, but that was the Edge way of doing things. Melina left after his match finished cause hers was a couple after Adam's had been. She stood there watching the next match, not nearly as involved as she had been earlier. Melina's match came on soon and she was kicking butt.

The match was winding down and almost finished when Brett felt a pair of familiar arms circle around her waist. Then a familiar pair of lips pressed against the back of her head. "Did you see my match?" Adam asked in a whisper and she nodded. She turned around to stand face to face with her prick of a husband. They were silent for a minute just staring at each other before Adam broke down.

"I'm sorry." He said softly. She stood up straighter and looked at him with a look that told him to go on. He sighed. "I'm sorry for being such a dick and getting so mad at you for being late." She continued to give him the look. "And I'm sorry I told you what to do and brought your parents into it. That was a terrible thing to do. I'm sorry." She slowly smiled and looked him over. He was still dressed in his ring gear and was shining with sweat. He had a white towel thrown over his shoulder and she assumed he came looking for her right after his match. She grabbed the towel and started wiping the sweat off his face with one hand holding the towel and the other on his shoulder.

"Adam, sometimes you let your ego get in your way and you change into an insensitive bastard." He flinched slightly with her harsh words but she knew she had to tell him. "The only reason I was late was so I could get ahead so I can spend the whole day with you tomorrow. I love you so much and it hurts me when you go off on me for no reason." She finished wiping his face off and put the towel back over his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry baby." He said, gently grabbing her hair and pushing it out of her face, over her shoulders. "Sometimes I just get so into character and stressed. I would never intentionally hurt you." She nodded, knowing this.

"It's ok. I forgive you." She said.

He grinned his famous grin and pulled her closer to him so her body was flush against his. "You want to know what I'm most sorry for?" He asked, running his other hand across her cheek lovingly.

"What's that?" She asked curiously with a slight smile.

"I never greeted you properly." He whispered before he pressed his lips firmly against hers. She moaned, loving that she was finally kissing her husband, something she had been unable to do for weeks, with him being on the road. He expertly worked his lips over hers and her knees went weak and she had to hold onto him for stability. He laughed slightly as he broke the kiss and ran his hand through her hair. "Did you miss me?"

"Only at night." She joked and he raised one eyebrow with a smirk of amusement.

"Is that so?" He asked, running his hands over her back, down to her butt, giving it a nice squeeze. "What do you say we get out of here?" She nodded and Adam wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they moved down the hallway so he could change and grab his stuff. After he did his business, he met her outside his locker room.

"Adam?" She said as he was walking out the locker room.

"Yeah baby?" He said as he approached her.

"I really did miss you."

He smiled. "I know you did baby." He said and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. "I missed you too." He said and grabbed her hand and they made their way down the hall, swinging their hands lovingly between then. Occasionally, Adam would press a kiss to the back of her hand and mutter 'I love you' and 'I missed you'.

Thirty minutes later, they were settling in at their house, getting ready for bed. Adam had taken a shower first and of course left his clothes in the bathroom, as he always did. After he changed into a pair of boxers, he sat down in bed with his back to the headboard and slid a pair of reading glasses on as he picked up a book he had recently been reading.

Brett went into the bathroom after Adam had finished up and decided to forgo a shower and instead take one tomorrow morning. When she saw his clothes lying on the floor as they usually did after he took a shower, she decided to have a little fun. She took her skirt and shirt off, leaving her in her matching red lace bra and red lace booty shorts. She slipped on the baby pink button down dress shirt Adam had been wearing and left it unbuttoned. She still had on her pumps and she winked at herself in the mirror before turning off the light and leaving the room. She stood next to the wall next to the bathroom in their master bedroom and placed one hand on the wall, stuck her hips out and bent one knee.

"Hey big boy." She said seductively. She watched Adam look up from his book and then remove his glasses.

"Fuck." He muttered and closed his book without marking his spot, set both his glasses and his book on his bedside table and quickly got off the bed. "Damn baby, you look hot." He said, putting his hands on her hips.

"I told you I missed you at night." She said, biting her lip for effect.

He smiled with glee. "Well, allow me to make things up to you." He said and picked her up before gently dumping her on their bed. He placed his lips on hers and slid his hands up and down her body. This kiss was much more hungry and demanding than their kiss earlier. He broke the kiss to remove the pink dress shirt she was wearing. "As good as you look in my clothes, this just must go." He whispered seductively. He looked down at her near naked body and let his hands roam free. "I love you so much. I love that you're all mine. This body," He said, placing kisses on her stomach. "all mine." Her eyes closed in ecstasy. They hadn't had sex in so long, just him talking to her like that and the small kisses were enough to get her off. "Oh you like that?" She nodded and let out a whimper.

Adam smirked and took off her bra, letting her C-cup breasts fall into his hands. He laid down next to her, pressing kisses on her lips, neck and breasts as he used one hand to pull her panties slowly down her legs. "Don't worry baby. Tonight, I'll make up for all those lonely nights we had to spend apart." He said as he trailed a hand sensually from her lips to her legs and she let out a moan of wanting and need. "I hope you weren't planning on sleeping tonight."

A/N: New story! yay! I've realized my stories usually revolve around one Randy Orton so i've decided to switch some things up. There are many many other handsome men in the WWE. Hope you enjoy, review!