It was five minutes until Christy had to go to make her entrance, and she was spending this time forcing her kissing partner later in the night to brush his teeth.

"You need more toothpaste!" Christy stomped her foot at him as he applied a small line of toothpaste on his brush.

"I have enough toothpaste, okay, Christy?" he said before he started scrubbing his teeth.

"If you say so..." Christy rolled her eyes as she turned her back and exited the small area where the sinks were, walking into the main locker room space where Alex was.

"You gonna go to the curtains?" Alex asked as he pulled on a glove.

"Yeah. Make sure Chris pops a few tic tacs before he comes out, okay?" Christy asked, and Alex nodded in response before the knockout walked out of the locker room and towards the entrance way, where she was about to have the worst night of her life.

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"What is this, Don?! Why won't Christy let Eric tag her in!?"

"Oh! Chris Sabin from behind! 1...2...3! It's over!"

"All because of Christy! Wait, now what is this?! Christy Hemme and Chris Sabin are looking at each other...whoa, whoa, whoa, no!"

Christy had just climbed through the ropes and into the ring, where she leaped into Chris's arms. As Chris had his arms behind her neck, and she had her arms around his waist, they looked each other dead in the eye. Chris sighed, and Christy smiled. She could smell cinnamon. Good, Alex gave him tic tacs. Just as Christy was making a mental note to thank Alex, Chris leaned down and touched Christy's lips with his own.

At first, Christy wanted him to get off her. Now. But, she knew it had to be at least a few seconds to make it believable. So she did what any good actress would do, she kissed him back.

A few seconds past... they were still kissing. Everyone in the building could tell that kiss wasn't just a storyline kiss. Both Chris and Christy were into it. Chris pulled the knockout closer to him, and she tightened her grip around his waist. As soon as Alex noticed the passion, he pushed the two apart and stood between them, grabbing their arms and holding them up, celebrating their win. As Alex held his excited face, the two who had just finished their first kiss looked at each other, their faces full of shock and surprise.

Christy bit her lip. "Someone tell me I did not just get chills. That's not a sign you enjoyed a kiss is it? Oh damn... I think it is." she thought to herself as she put on a bright fake smile and pranced around the ring, pointing and laughing at the team she had used to turn heel. "Ugh. There is no possible way I enjoyed a kiss with Chris! Impossible, I tell you. Impossible!"

While Christy scolded herself for even thinking that she liked the kiss, Chris knew for sure he liked it. But, he wouldn't dare let anyone, especially not Christy, know that. He smirked as they all exited the ring, and he gently grabbed her left hand in his right as they walked up the ramp. He could tell she wasn't particularly enjoying this, which made him smirk all the more.

As the trio walked through the curtain, Christy wanted nothing more than to rip her hand away from Chris's but they were greeted by Jeremy Borash with a microphone and a camera crew. Perfect timing.

"Alex Shelley, Chris Sabin, Christy Hemme. Could someone please explain what we just saw out there?!" JB exclaimed into the microphone, then shoving it in the faces of the three superstars.

"It's simple, JB," Christy said, rolling her blue eyes and flipping her long hair over her should, 'accidentally' hitting Chris in the face with it. "Chris Sabin and I have been seeing each other for a long while now. He convinced me that I was better then those dweebs I've been hanging around. So, I decided to join him and Alex. Get it? Got it? Good. Now, shoo shoo, Jeremy."

Wearing an evil smirk, Christy, still holding Chris's hand, pulled her on screen boy toy along out of the camera's view, with Alex following behind. As soon as the camera was far behind them, Christy jerked away from Chris and began walking off.

"Where are you going, sweetcheeks?" Chris called after her.

"To brush my teeth!" Christy shouted without turning around.

Chris chuckled, and then turned to Alex, who was shaking his head, smiling. "What?" Chris asked.

"You love her," Alex said, smiling.

Chris's eyes widened. "What?"

"You love her," Alex repeated, still smiling.

"Your insane, dude. I could never love her. She's an evil woman," Chris said, putting his hands on his hips and shaking his head, looking down at his feet.

"Chris and Christy standing in the ring," Alex started to sing. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G."

"Shut the hell up!" Chris punched Alex hard in the arm before walking off in the same direction Christy went.

Alex chuckled as he watched him walk off. "He so likes her."

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It had been a few hours since the kissing scene in the ring, and both Alex, Chris, and Christy were at their own homes. Both Chris and Christy had been doing a lot of thinking about what had took place, and the feelings that it had brought out in them.

Sighing, Christy tossed and turned in her bed. She couldn't sleep at all. One man and one man only had been flooding her brain. Chris Sabin. Ugh. How could she even think she enjoyed kissing him. His lips pressed heatedly against hers. The warmth of his hands on her neck. The taste of his lips, and how soft they were. The chills and butterflies she felt.... "Oh, Christy, stop it, stop it, STOP IT!" she shouted angrily at herself. There was no way she was thinking these things about.... Chris Sabin!

Before she could scold herself anymore, the familiar ring tone went off on her pink cell phone.

"Oh, I didn't mean for this to go as far as it did

And I didn't mean to get so close and share what we did

And I didn't mean to fall in love, but I did"

Christy sat up in bed and leaned over to pick her phone up from the night stand and answered it.

"Whatever it is, it better be good," she sighed, looking at the clock. It read '2:32 a.m' in thick, bold, red print.

"Everyone's down at the club!" Came the excited, and somewhat drunk, voice of Traci Brooks.

"At 2 in the morning?" Christy asked.

"Well, duh! You should drive down!" she giggled into the phone.

"I'll pass."

"Aw, but Christy, it'll be a good way to get your mind off of Chris and that kissy face game you played in the ring!"

Oh, did Traci know how to convince Christy or what? "I'll be there in 10 minutes."