1Evan chuckled lightly, "Sure, but only for a little bit. I have an

interview to do early tomorrow morning."

Nikki nodded her head and lead him inside. She sat him down and went to put

on music. Her eyes absolutely gleamed as a new idea popped into her head. She

grinned mischievously and went out to where Evan was sitting as Pour Some

Sugar On Me by Def Leppard blasted on. Ten minutes later, he walked out the

door albeit he looked a little strange walking. It definitely wasn't his

normal walk. He muttered to himself, "Best lap dance ever."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kara's lips danced along Jeff's mouth. The force of the kiss was sure to

leave bruises, but she didn't care. All she cared about was Jeff's mouth

on hers and his hands locked around the curve of her waist. Her hands moved

restlessly around his neck as she reveled in the surprising softness of hair

that had been colored multiple times.

She moaned, which seemed to snap Jeff back into reality. "I-I…sorry Kara

I just…." He gave her one last wild look and absolutely bolted. Kara

stared at his retreating figure and even when he was out of sight, she just

kept on staring. She soon was brought back to the present and though she was

fighting back tears, she managed to get into her room and into bed before she

actually let them fall. Once she finished, she sighed and went back to sleep,

praying for dreamless sleep and a strong will in order to get through what had

just happened.

"Did you sex yet?" Kara asked the next morning, trying to act normal.

Nikki was tempted to change the subject to ask about her slightly bruised and

swollen lips, but the red eyes held her back for a minute as she indulged Kara

with her response. "No, we didn't partake in intercourse. We did have just

as much fun, however."

"What's as fun as sex?" Kara wondered

"Lap dances," Nikki grinned.

"You didn't!"

"Pour some sugar on me," Nikki sang.

Kara facepalmed. "I can't believe you sometimes."

"I'm trying. Soooo, what's your deal?" Nikki finally questioned.

"What do you mean?" shrugged Kara, acting nonchalant.

"You know what I mean girl. I'm not completely blind, despite my less

than stellar vision."

"How are those new contacts going for you by the way?"

"Oh they're great. I- Hey wait a second! No changing the subject! What

happened?" Nikki demanded.

Kara sighed and repeated everything that had happened the night before. Jeff,

the kiss, him leaving, everything.

"I don't know Nikki, I feel like it might have been a mistake on his part

or something. Maybe he just wasn't in his right state of mind."

"Kara, I know you haven't had the best luck with men. I know you've

been burned a lot, but this is different. I know he loves you. He's just

going about it the wrong way. Trust me, I'll make sure he sees the errors of

his ways."

"Don't Nikki. Please don't get involved," she begged. "This is just

something that needs to play out."

Nikki sighed. "I make no promises. If I see him backstage today, I'm

shoving him."

Kara smiled weakly. "Fine."

Nikki wiggled around in her chair. "I want pizza!" she whined.

"It's 9 o'clock in the morning. You can't have pizza. It's

breakfast time. Get a bagel or a muffin," admonished Kara.

"I don't wanna!"

"What seems to be the problem ladies?" asked Cena, walking up to their

table.

"Kara says I can't have pizza, but John I'm really REALLY craving it.

Will you get me some? Pretty please?" Nikki begged.

John started to melt at her doe eyes.

"John! It's 9 o'clock in the morning. You canNOT let her have pizza

right now!" Kara scolded.

"Pitty peas?" asked Nikki in a baby voice, getting up and giving him a

big hug, rubbing his back.

"What the hell are you doing?" came a strangled voice from the side of

the embraced friends.

"Getting what I want," muttered Nikki still trying to get John to order

her some pizza.

Evan gave a grunt and stomped off. Neither Nikki nor John noticed, however

Kara did. She sighed and tapped Nikki on the shoulder.

"What?"

"Can I talk to you for a second?"

Nikki nodded, confused and gave a winning smile as John whipped out his cell

phone and ordered her a pizza with extra pepperoni.

"What's up?"

"You can't do that again, Nikki."

"Do what?" Nikki was genuinely confused.

"You can't keep hugging up on John like that."

"But he's my best friend. I always do that with him."

"Yes, but now you have a boyfriend. You have someone else who's willing

to do that for you. You can't be snuggled up to other men and be saying that

you're getting what you want. Do you know what that makes him think?"

Nikki pondered for a moment when the light bulb finally went off. "You mean

he thought…and me and John…and…ew!" Nikki shuddered.

Kara nodded. "Ew for you. For him it's upsetting. A, you turned to John.

B, you're cuddling with another guy. How would you feel if he did the same

with Barbie even if they were just friends?"

Nikki's eyes narrowed. "Barbie bitch can't be just friends with a guy.

She's a dirty whore."

"Right, well you'd be jealous wouldn't you?"

Nikki sighed. "I really fucked up huh? I'm gonna go find him and

apologize." She started to turn away, but looked at Kara and gave her a huge

hug. "Thank you Kara and if Jeff wants to be an idiot, then let him. You

deserve the best. If he doesn't want to be that for you then fuck him.

You're amazing sis."

Kara smiled. "Thank you Nikki. You're pretty amazing yourself."

Nikki tossed back her hair. "Well chyeah I figured that was a given."

Kara threw her head back and laughed, "Go away and find your man."

Nikki saluted her. "Yes ma'am," and with that, she pranced off.

Kara smiled and shook her head. She went to turn around and froze. There less

than a hundred feet in front of her, was a certain Hardy. She closed her eyes

and waited as he approached.