Stephanie could feel her breathe catch quickly in her throat. She felt rather than heard Paul's heart beating rapidly against her chest. Her own heart had long ago stopped beating. The two waited in anticipation as the doorknob came to a loose halt. They both looked briefly at each other before they both finally let out a deep breath once realizing that the doorknob wouldn't turn fully for the person on the other side of the door, being that the door was locked.

"Thank God," Paul whispered into Stephanie's hair as he allowed his head to fall forward into the crook of Stephanie's neck in relief.

Stephanie's head fell back against the arm of the couch as she allowed herself to breath. She closed her eyes as they listened silently to the person knock repeatedly on the door. Numerous thoughts ran through Stephanie's head of who could be on the other side of that door and she couldn't think of one person that she would rather be standing there, because in a position like the one that they were in, there was no one that she could think of that would be a good substitute.

The couple laid there silently, until they heard the knocking stop and then they were sure that they heard the person's footsteps as they walked away from the door.

"Paul, this is a sign. Us almost getting caught is a sign that what we just did was wrong and that it should not happen again," Stephanie said resolutely.

"What?"

"You heard me Paul. This is the first and last time that we can allow something like this to happen."

"Steph, if you can tell me that you didn't enjoy what just happened between us, then I will leave you alone forever."

Stephanie ran her hands over her face and sighed heavily into her hands. He was going to make this harder on her than it truly had to be. Of course she had enjoyed what they had just done, but that still did not make it right in the least bit. She had to stop this between them, before they both ended up in deep trouble, and also hurting two other very innocent people in the process.

"Paul, you know that I enjoyed what we just did, but---"

"But what, Steph?"

"But… we are both committed to other people. Not to mention that I am in a relationship with one of your best friends. This is a lose-lose situation for the both of us, Paul."

"Wrong. This is not a lose-lose for the both of us, because if you would just allow us to be together, we will have each other and to me that's a win-win for the both of us….. or at least for me it is."

His words caught Stephanie off guard momentarily. She had to admit that she liked Paul, and there was definitely something between them. The problem was that it would not be good for his career or for either of their personal lives for them to be together. True, she was already dating a wrestler, but if John found out, or even Joanie for that matter, then it would cause business to become personal very quickly, and that would be bad for all four of their careers.

"I wish it could be different Paul, but I cannot and will not allow this to happen. We are both putting ourselves on a thin rope by doing what we just did, but to actually start a relationship would be suicide; both professionally and personally. There can and never will be anything more between us, Paul. Other than friendship."

"We just made love Steph. That was something other than friendship. Something very passionate and deep to be honest. Now you're asking me to just forget about this and walk away from something that could be great and something that I really want? You're asking me to walk away from you?"

The brunette studied the blonde that was currently straddling her waist. He was handsome, sure, but he was apparently not very smart. Obviously he believed in fairytale endings and all of that gobbly guck. She knew better, and she knew more than anything that this would end badly. She liked Paul… as more than a friend. She also acknowledged the fact that if given the opportunity that she would without a doubt jump in his arms again and let him make love to her over and over if he wanted, but that still wouldn't change the fact that she was adamant about them not entering into a relationship together. An affair was bad enough, but she would consider that before ever considering entering into something more serious with Paul. Not that an affair was not serious or anything---especially considering all the feelings involved on both her and Paul's part---it was just that an affair was unattached. It was secretive and liberated. There was no commitment or heartbreak if it ended badly and in chaos… that was a lie and she knew it.

Paul noticed Stephanie studying him and he momentarily thought that maybe…. Just maybe, she was considering allowing them to be together. There was a momentary sparkle in her eye, and it was beautiful and heart stopping, but it had left just as quickly as it had came, almost like a shooting star in the wee hours of the night. He wanted more than anything to know what had been on her mind at the very moment that the sparkle passed through her captivating blue-grey eyes.

Without thinking and almost instinctively Paul leaned down and captured Stephanie's lips in a chaste and light kiss. However, much like their first few kisses, this one escalated into a more lustful and passionate kiss. Both on Stephanie and Paul's part. There seemed to be no impeding this from escalating any further than it should.

Stephanie had her arms wrapped securely around Paul's neck, while he expertly invaded her mouth with his tongue. She felt his hands sliding up her inner thigh, and she knew that there was no way she would be able to end this of her own free will. The couple's making out assembly only got hotter by the second, as Paul begin to massage Stephanie's most sensitive region. Stephanie moaned into Paul's mouth, letting him know that she was enjoying his assault between her legs. Things had all seemed to take on a life of its own once again. They were both heading in on their second round of sex…

Until Stephanie's cell phone rang.

The assaulting sound echoed loudly off the walls of the office. The suddenness of the noise caused both Stephanie and Paul to jump violently. They stared apprehensively at each other as the phone continued to ring.

Stephanie finally responded to the shrill sound by lightly pushing Paul off of her and standing up from the couch. She walked briskly over to the phone and answered it quickly… lest the person end up hanging up.

"Hello, Stephanie McMahon speaking," Stephanie said into the phone trying to sound as professional as possible.

"Steph, there you are. Where have you been Princess? I came by your office a few moments ago and there was no one there. The door was locked so I assumed that you had stepped out or something."

"Oh hi daddy. I was feeling a bit hungry, so I thought it best to go out to subway or something and get something to eat… if that's okay with you."

Stephanie was using her daddy's little girl tone and approach, because she knew that her father could never turn her down or stay angry at her whenever she used that approach. Much like any other time, he would soon be putty in her hands.

"Oh of course it's okay with me Princess. I was just worried is all. But I do need to see you soon before the show starts, so where are you? Are you in your office now? If so I can come over right now."

"No daddy!" Stephanie shouted quickly without thinking first.

"Why not… and can you not yell in my ear this time?"

"I'm sorry daddy, but I wouldn't want you to make a blank and pointless trip over to my office since I'm not there. I'm on my way back from Subway. So if it's all the same to you, I will come on over to your office as soon as I get there."

"Oh okay, that sounds fine. I'll see you then sweetheart."

"Okay daddy. Bye."

Stephanie sat the phone down and took a few deep breaths as she tried to rid all possibilities of her father walking in on her and Paul having sex from her mind… or at least looking as if they had just had sex.

"What's the matter? Daddy have a few errands for his princess to run?" Paul joked, as he admired her form from the couch.

"Actually, no, but he was the one that almost walked in on us a few moments ago."

Stephanie watched as Paul's joking mood changed to that of horror. The thought of his boss catching him screwing his only daughter and baby girl was not a funny thought in Paul's opinion, which would explain the horrid look on his face as he thought about that particular scenario taking place.

"Yeah not so funny now, are we?" Stephanie asked, as she began to pick up her clothes and put them back on.

Paul quickly jumped up and proceeded to follow Stephanie's actions by putting his own clothing back on as well. He was fully dressed in less than five minutes. He stood and watched as Stephanie tried to fix her hair and make-up in her compact mirror. In his opinion she didn't need any make-up. She was naturally beautiful and flawless without make-up or fancy hairstyles.

"I'm not a piece of art Paul. So can you please stop staring at me as if I am?"

"Wrong. You are actually a gorgeous piece of art and there is nothing more I would rather be doing than standing here and admiring you."

The blush that broke out on Stephanie's cheeks could not be disguised. He knew exactly how to make her blush and smile. That was a plus on his part, because humor and romance were huge turn-ons for her---and he offered both.

"Paul, do you ever stop flirting?"

"No, not really."

The raven beauty rolled her eyes at the man before her. She sat the compact mirror down and grabbed her purse.

"I guess I'll see you later, Paul."

Paul looked at her in confusion. This was it? After what they had just done, this was all she had to say?

"Wait a minute," Paul said, reaching out and grabbing her arm lightly to stop her actions.

"What do you want Paul? My father is waiting for me."

"Steph, what about us?"

"There is no us, Paul. Why can't you see that? We can't be together. We're both in relationships right now with other WWE superstars, which means we will be screwed both personally and professionally."

"Steph, I want you. I don't care about anything or anyone else. I want you so badly that it hurts sometimes. I don't know how or when these feelings brewed up in inside me, but I know what I want….. and I want you. Please let me have you?"

"Paul, this is it. What we just did was a mistake. I did enjoy it, but it was a mistake by far. It cannot and will not happen again. There is and maybe never will be an us. Now I have to go. If you will excuse me?"

Paul once again stopped her from leaving by grabbing her by the arm. He pulled her flush against his body and kissed her hard and demandingly. She eagerly gave in to his actions, but quickly recaptured her composure. She shoved Paul away from her and she glared daggers through him.

"Don't ever do that again."

"Why not, Steph? Are you afraid that you will give in every time I do it, and that you will eventually have to come to terms with the fact that you want me and not that wanna-be thug of a boyfriend of yours?" Paul asked, angrily.

"Leave John out of this, Paul. I'm not bringing up that transvestite that you call a girlfriend, so I think it's best that you keep the man that I love out of this."

"You love him?"

"Yes, I do. Don't you love Joanie?"

"Sometimes, but I have a feeling that my heart is slowly and surely being given to someone else."

Stephanie stared at Paul in frustration. Why did he have to keep doing this to her?

"Paul, please don't do this to me? I can't allow this to happen, and you seem to be making this harder than it has to be."

"It's only hard because you really want to be with me, but you're denying your heart of what it wants."

"Whatever, Paul. I have to go. Just please respect my wishes. If you really care about me, you will respect my wishes and keep this relationship strictly professional and friendly, otherwise, I will have to make some drastic changes and decisions."

"What is that suppose to mean?"

"If you don't respect my wishes, you will soon find out," with that Stephanie left the office in silence.

Paul stood there in the middle of the office heartbroken and confused. Why was she hurting him like this? Maybe she was right? Maybe they shouldn't be together? If they were meant to be together, then it would not hurt this badly.

His heart and body pulled him one direction, while his mind and common sense pulled him in another. The question was, which one would he follow?

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I apologize about the delay for an update, but there are some writers out there that are taking FOREVER to update their fics and its angering me deeply. You know who you all are. O.O

I will probably become more consistent with my updates, maybe or maybe not. It's based on if those authors update sooner rather than later. I have the next chapter written out and will hopefully have it posted by this weekend. I need to make a few more changes to it before posting it.

I still love every single one of my amazing reviewers and Citcat. :-)