Hunter lay awake in the darkness. The cool sheets rested loosely around his naked hips. Stephanie lay peacefully in the crook of his arm, her breathing tickling his chest. They had just made love… again for the evening. He planned on spending the weekend with her at her hotel. She insisted, anyway. Steph could be a pain, but he still loved her. As she slept quietly next to him he thought about their future. But Hunter felt guilty. He should be happy. He should be happy with what he has but something was missing. More often than not his thoughts ran went back to Adrienne. In his mind's eye, he could she her warm dimpled smile, he could hear her sexy laugh and the way cute she would say his name in her accent. She loved bacon, music, art. She told him once in jest, that if they ever were a couple she would try her best to love him more than roti. He chuckled to himself if he'd ever get the chance to sample a 'doubles' and roti, local dishes from Trinidad she swore by. Steph stirred in her sleep and his smile faded. Hunter reached for his cell on the side table. He had to send a text message.
"It was just one kiss," he whispered aloud to himself before he drifting off to sleep.
But that's all it took…
Not once. In all the months that Adrienne worked with Hunter he had never talked about his wife. Not even casually. Not that she wasn't aware of Stephanie's existence. Now she shows up out of nowhere and insults her and he doesn't do anything. Big bad Triple H just stands there looking stupid. He just lets her have her way. Makes you wonder how the poor guy manages in his marriage. Adrienne scoffed. She threw herself onto the bed.
That damn good, my ass.
As if. Stephanie is nothing but a spoiled brat. Did she just think she could she all shit over her like she didn't exist? As much as Adrienne would have liked to punch Stephanie in the eye hole she had to think about her future in the company. If they ever crossed paths again Adrienne knew Stephanie would try to make her life a living hell. Hunter did look conflicted, though… something seemed to be bothering him. She had noticed that his face had lit up when he was talking about her to Stephanie.
She's cool. She's a friend. She's really talented.
He had never come straight out and said she was talented before. Butterflies in her stomach danced at the memory of his kiss, at the anticipation of more… She could feel herself throbbing.
And you're a fool if you think anymore will happen. He's probably fucking Stephanie's brains out right now.
The least she could do is respect the man's marriage. Still, her insides ached with need for him. She nestled herself into her pillows and gave in to her desires. She let her hands glide freely along the silky material of her negligee as it teased her skin. Her fingers clawed delicately at her inner thighs, the potency of her need increased with each caress. She thought about the way Hunter's hand had cradled her back; and how good his thick fingers would feel when meted within her moist recesses. A moan escaped her lips as she plucked at a hardened nipple straining against the flimsy fabric. She pictured Hunter's mouth covering hers and how the dedicated use of his tongue had fanned the flames of desire within her. Her hips followed the mounting rhythm of passion, only matched by the lithe movement of her fingers. As she approached release, her back arched and convulsed as the waves of orgasm washed over her again and again, leaving her breathless.
Her phone vibrated in the darkness. Adrienne picked it up to check the message.
Sorry about Stephanie.
She's an asshole like me
Talk to you soon
"You are some asshole," she muttered turning on her side to sleep.
"You sure you don't want to leave with me?" Steph whined at Hunter. She was curled up on the sofa next to him filing through her travel documents. Hunter flung his head back and heaved an exasperated sigh.
"I already told you I have a few things to tie up," he lied. Truth is he had gone ahead and booked tickets for him and Adrienne.
"You'll see me soon enough, Steph. Besides, I have to pack.
Steph pouted at him and gathered her things. Hunter picked up her carry-on and they made it downstairs to the waiting limo. Stephanie kissed Hunter and mouthed some words for him and winked. He smiled and waved as the limo sped off. Hunter went to the parking garage to retrieve his rental. Now that this weekend was over he was headed to one place.
Adrienne peered through the peep hole in the door and opened it slowly, a smug look on her face.
"Hey."
"Hey, yourself. You finally got released for the weekend?"
Hunter rolled his eyes at her.
"Are you gonna let me come in or not?" he growled. She side-stepped and allowed him to pass. He saw she already had most of her things packed. Only a few documents lay strewn on her desk. Hunter turned to face her, taking her in. She wore tank top and shorts with her hair in a messy top knot and no make-up. God, she was sexy without even trying.
"I'm sorry about what happened back there with Steph," he said sincerely. "I wasn't expecting her to be there."
"Don't feel too bad, the feeling is mutual," she said slyly. Hunter shrugged in agreement.
"I don't mean to pry, but how are things between you and Stephanie?"
"Never better. She can't wait till I get back," Hunter said dryly watching the floor.
Adrienne folded her arms across her chest.
"We can talk about it if you want? I mean, when you're ready," she shrugged.
"Thanks, kid," he chuckled. He laughed to himself. There was no way he would put his true feelings out there.
Did you even once think that you might be in love with her, dummy?
He pulled out an envelope and handed it to her. Adrienne opened the envelope to find a plane ticket and itinerary. It was booked for tomorrow, to Hartford, Connecticut.
"I'll have to book a hotel when I get to Connecticut."
"How come?" Hunter was raiding her mini fridge for a bottle of water.
"Well, I'm actually a little homeless right now."
"What?" Hunter looked at her incredulously.
"I have to find an apartment. I gave up the hole in the wall I had in Boston to take this job."
Hunter shook his head and took a swig of water. She never did give much of a second thought to it. But she wasn't too concerned. The WWF pay day was a godsend—she wouldn't be living pay cheque to pay cheque for a long time.
"If you ever need anything, anything at all, just ask." Hunter looked at her earnestly. "I'll arrange a ride for us to the airport, just be ready."
Adrienne mock saluted him as he made his way out.
"Sometimes you're an asshole, sometimes you're not."
"Well, which am I?" Hunter smirked at her.
"I'm still deciding," she said closing the door in his face.
The next afternoon, Adrienne and Hunter's plane left Birmingham on time with no trouble. However, a really bad weather system in Hartford forced their flight to land in Boston. Hunter joked that Adrienne wound up in her hometown anyway. Adrienne suggested they book a hotel for the night but Hunter had a better idea. Hunter had naughty smile on his face. Adrienne wanted to know what the jig was.
"I have a pad in Nashua. I can drive. We can crash there instead."
"Hunter, seriously? And Stephanie would just love that idea." She was a bit sceptical. No way she wanted to encounter Stephanie again any time soon. Hunter gathered up their bags.
"Relax, it's not the house I share with Steph. It's the place I had before we got married. She doesn't like it down there and I never sold it. C'mon, it'll be fine. I'm not going to kidnap you, promise."
Hunter grinned. Adrienne frowned. She didn't like it.