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Eve lost count of how many times she had been dreaming and wondering of how his skin would feel underneath her fingers. Though she had a huge imagination, who needed a dream when reality exceeded expectations. She felt her body trembling under his touch. Desire, warmth, thrill, excitement, delirium … She couldn't remember ever feeling so many sensations at once. Eve felt his kiss deepen, his tongue thrusting with no mercy inside her mouth, just as his hands buried deeply into her hair. Eve could feel herself becoming wet with desire as his lips left her mouth and sucked on her pulse point. Her breathing was in sync with his, her body was pressed against the wall and she couldn't quite describe the feeling that tickled her insides all the way down to her fingertips and toes. He bit her earlobe softly, feeling the small goosebumps rise along her skin. Her mind obviously clouded, she just left herself be taken by passion. Deep down in her soul she knew this wasn't right but she was helpless to prevent it. And hell, he smelled so good.
"Eve…" He let out a faint murmur. Then he suddenly pulled back a little, and looked into her eyes, "We don't have to do this," He mumbled his voice husky with excitement as his hands didn't stop leaving hot traces all over her body though she was still in her bathrobe.
"I know," Her voice died in her throat, as his lips claimed hers again, her heart missing a beat entirely.
"Hell… Eve," His voice was thick with lust, "You are driving me crazy…you know?"Saying that, he slipped his hand under her bathrobe. Eve gasped feeling his hands touching her bare stomach. It was so natural, almost as if she was used to this.
"Phil…" She wasn't even sure if his name had escaped her lips.
The air was filled with an intoxicating mist of passion, heavy breathing, soft moans and whispers were the only sounds that could be heard.
"Your skin is so soft," He whispered into her ear.
Phil's hands were directly moving to her breasts and were about to explore what was hidden under the bathrobe when the sound of her phone made them frozen and come to their senses. Closing his eyes, Phil pressed his forehead to hers. The phone's ringing started becoming more and more loud filling the room. They both knew by the ring tone who it was. Phil bit his lower lip, trying to control his emotions, and mostly the hard bulge in his pants. Eve squeezed her eyes, in an attempt to block out the embarrassment that overwhelmed her. Her pulse thumped in her ears.
"This shouldn't have happened, Eve, I'm sorry."
His words were sharp as a knife, and it was nearly painful.
She lifted her eyes slowly to his, her breath caught at her as their eyes met. All at once, she could read guilt and regret in his gaze.
She could feel herself shaking, and she forced her mind to calm itself. His body was still pressed against hers, but his eyes were no longer full of lust. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head, "I don't know what devil has got inside me… I'm sorry, Eve…"
Eve didn't know what to say. She just adjusted her bathrobe, as she tightened the belt, swallowing thickly. She felt her cheeks go red, and the room was spinning around her head like a tornado. It felt like a dream. She barely heard Phil mumbling another apologize. She didn't seem to blink even when his hand touched her cheek.
"Eve…I'm so sorry… It's my fault…," He mumbled, as he gave her a guilty look, before leaving the room.
Her phone stopped ringing, and it started up again a few seconds later, but she never moved.
On the next morning
"I'm telling you, man, this chick is as hot as a fire," Zack said to Kofi, as they were having a breakfast along with Punk in their hotel.
"And how do you know as you have only seen her in pictures," Kofi laughed amused.
"Obvious things are obvious," The young wrestler stated with a dreamy smile.
"I don't know, Zack," Kofi shook his head doubtfully, "You should stop using your twitter account for that."
"Are you crazy, bro?!" Zack exclaimed looking a bit offended, "These girls themselves send me these pictures. I find it hard to say no!"
Kofi sighed, and then turned to the wwe champion, "Tell the kid, this is crazy."
It was obvious from Punk's facial expression that he didn't have any clue about the subject his friends were discussing on.
"What?" Phil frowned in confusion.
"Are you ok, man? You are pretty distracted this morning?" Kofi noticed, giving him a suspicious look.
"I just have a lot on my mind, that's all," Phil explained.
Kofi nodded his head sympathetically, "Yeah, I understand you, man."
The buzzing sound of Phil's phone interrupted their conversation. Phil checked the caller id. Seeing the name that was flashing on the screen made him cringe.
"Aren't you going to pick it up?" Zack looked at him curiously.
"Uh, yeah…"Phil hesitated a few more seconds and then eventually pushed the green button. He took a deep breath before saying, "Hey, Rener! What's up?"
"Hey Champ. How are you doing, dude?"
"You can imagine. Same shit, different day. This is how my life is going recently."
"Sounds boring. I think you are getting old," A chuckle came from the other side of the phone.
"Yep, there are some things you just can't escape."
Rene laughed a little and then cleared his throat, "Listen, Phil," His voice became serious, "I'm calling you because I can't find Eve."
Hearing the name of the wwe diva, Phil felt his mouth go dry, and he nervously chewed on his bottom lip. He brushed his lip ring with his tongue.
"Phil, are you still there?"
"Um, yeah…" Phil confirmed trying to make his voice sound normal.
"Have you seen her? She doesn't answer her phone. Last night I left her like a dozen messages, and she never answered. I'm starting to worry about her."
"Well, I saw her last night after the show… and she… looked great… I mean… she looked ok… "Phil stammered, as he inwardly cursed himself for getting himself involved in this situation, "I guess she is sleeping you know how much she loves to do it," Phil suggested not knowing what else to say.
"Maybe you are right," Rene agreed, but Phil didn't miss the way Rene's voice sounded.
"Is everything alright between you two?" The question escaped Punk's lips before he could swallow the words back down again. He wanted to bite his tongue, but it was already too late.
He heard Rener let out a small sigh, before saying, "I don't know what to say, Phil. Eve has been acting very strange lately," He confessed.
"What do you mean?" Phil's curiosity was stronger than his embarrassment.
"Don't get me wrong, man. I know we are both very busy with our careers, but this is not an excuse. I feel her very distant, and things have changed between us. Nothing is the same. I'm telling you, Phil, if I didn't know her better I would think she was screwing behind my back."
Phil was about to choke. He coughed nervously, "Screwing behind your back?" He repeated," Come on, Rene, that's not serious," He had to make a huge effort to sound amused.
"Yeah, I know it sounds funny, but… I can't explain it. It's just awkward, but you are my friend and I know I can tell you anything. The problem is whenever I suggest we do something together she finds some excuse to be busy. There is always a reason not to be with me. Phil, I can tell she is hiding something from me and I need to know what it is.
Punk shifted in his seat, uncomfortable with Rene's confession. Eve's boyfriend was one of his closest friends, and some of the things Phil Brooks believed in most was friendship and that he would not risk it or to live without it. He had his principles and last night he broke one of them so easily. Of course, he didn't cross the line to fuck her, but… that didn't matter. Because he wanted to do it. Every cell in his body was screaming for her. And what Eve had told him that she couldn't stop thinking of him, stuck in his mind and made him having trouble to resist to the temptation.
Phil thought back to last night. He would be a liar if he said he hadn't thought of her many times before. But he had spent the night awake and alone dreaming of the way Eve felt against his skin. How her soft hair felt between his fingers. The way her sweet smell hit his nose, and how her body trembled when he ran his tongue along areas he never thought he would get the opportunity to taste. When he came back to his room, he was in desperate need of a cold shower. He had spent a long time under the freezing water in an attempt to bring under control his excitement and need for her. She had made him as hard as a stone.. And hell, there had been years since he had used the cold shower to release himself. Then he had to make the air conditioning in the room like the Arctic.
In the same time, excitement was not the only feeling burning inside him.
He was confused.
To kiss, touch…and want Eve….
Eve of all people. Same Eve who was the girlfriend of his friend, same Eve with whom were friends, same Eve he worked with… Of course, Phil Brooks wasn't a saint when it came to women… and all knew that. It was true he didn't drink, didn't smoke, and didn't do drugs… but he wasn't free from desire a beautiful girl. And Eve was that…She was a gorgeous woman… No matter how strong your morals and principles were- one look at her, and naughty thoughts would storm your mind immediately. But there was another thing Phil appreciated about her… And that was her personality. She had always been up for some crazy stuff that most of the people wouldn't do, especially girls, like bungee jumping or sky diving. But not and Eve…
"It's normal for women to change their moods often," Phil tried to calm his friend, "And don't forget Eve has been under a lot of pressure for the last months. Vince keeps her busy, fans meetings, autograph signings, charity stuff…" He noticed as he bit at his lip ring, "I'm sure it's not what you think," He somehow managed to say.
Phil closed his eyes, trying to collect his mind. The visions that were emerging in his head were the hot memories by the happening between him and Eve last night. He could feel it very vividly. Her body so warm and inviting. Her voice so soft and pure, moaning his name. The way her bathrobe clung to her, not exposing any part of her body at all. It was perfectly covered, but he could feel it…Her velvet skin longing for his touches.
Rene's voice brought him back to reality.
"I guess you are right, man! I won't press her. I'm getting paranoid sometimes but you can understand me. Eve is a beautiful woman."
Phil nodded thoughtfully, "I understand you, man… I really do…"
"Thanks, Punk. I gotta get going now."
"Ok, Rener. Talk to you soon."
"Will you do something for me?"
"Anything, man."
"Promise me you will take care of my girl," Eve's boyfriend demanded.
Phil felt his blood run cold through his veins.
He rubbed the back of his head, and mumbled, "Sure, man. You can count on me…"
