The next few months went the same way. Stu was beginning to suspect that Kali was hiding something, but he didn't know what. She never invited him back to her house and he never saw her naked. Every single time he tried to make love to her with the lights on, she freaked out and turned them off. He also knew something had happened with Drew because where before they were inseparable, now they were cold to each other and wouldn't speak.
Drew was hurting seeing Michelle with Stu and was kicking himself for not just telling her how he feels. He replayed the kiss they shared over and over in his mind, wishing he could go back to that moment and handle things differently.
Michelle was a nervous wreck. She didn't think a person could feel every emotion at the same time and not explode. She felt guilty about continuing to lie to Stu and for not telling him what actually happened with Drew. She was still scared of anyone finding out who she was. She was miserable that things had transpired with Drew the way they had. She thought about their kiss often, and compared Stu's to Drew's every time he kissed her. She was hurting too, her heart aching that she should've reacted differently. She didn't want to admit that she was in love with Drew. She was sure he didn't feel the same, he was just hoping to sleep with her.
Michelle avoided Drew and would go the other way when she saw him. Soon it became time for the company Christmas party and she knew she would have to be especially careful and not drink too much. She bumped into Drew, being told earlier that he was back on SmackDown with them. She politely said hello and ducked away from him again. Drew was honestly hoping for them to talk and make up, because he really missed her. He hated how things had been and wanted to at least go back to when they were friends, even if he couldn't tell her he loves her.
"She still ignoring you mate?" Stu asked him.
"Yeah. I'm going to get another drink."
"You think you should slow down there?
"You know what Stu, last I checked I left my mum in Scotland."
"Whoa. Fine. Drink yourself into oblivion. I don't care. Just make sure you get someone to drive your thick head home, besides me." Stu walked off, irritated with his friend. He set out to find Michelle and saw her talking to Layla. He then saw Maryse approaching and she was staggering. He saw what was going to happen, but he thought he would just enjoy the show. Maryse stumbled into Michelle and knocked the drink out of her hand.
Michelle turned around "What the hell is your problem?"
"Tu es fou? Ne joue pas avec moi tu completement débile!" Maryse yelled at her.
"Va te faire foutre! Pétasse!" Michelle screamed back at her.
Maryse went to slap her and Michelle blocked it before Stu and and Mike broke them up.
"Kali, I didn't know you speak French love" Stu said.
Michelle started to blush, thinking how stupid she was for about blowing up her own spot. "Oh yeah, some. I took it in school."
"You don't learn those words in school" Stu remarked with a raised eyebrow.
"No, you're right. But isn't the dirty words what everyone wants to learn first anyway?"
Stu laughed "yes, I suppose so."
A couple of hours later, the party was starting to break up and people were heading out. Stu excused himself to go to the men's room and Drew decided now was his chance to approach Michelle. He wobbled over to her, obviously having had too much to drink.
"Lassie, I need to talk to you" he drunkenly said, his accent thicker.
"What do you want Drew?"
"I don't like how things are with us."
"Well, I don't either but the situation is still the same." She leaned in to whisper "I still can't tell Stu."
"You have to love. He is going to be right angry because you can't hide forever."
"Not forever, just til I am secure here. What does it matter to you anyway?"
"Damn it Michelle, I care about you and I miss you."
Michelle's eyes went wide because she saw Stu and was afraid he had heard. She pushed Drew backwards into another room. "Drew, what the hell are you thinking? You can't call me that!"
"Sorry Kali. I didn't realize it was my responsibility to help you perpetuate your lie."
Michelle glared at him "You are such an ass. You tell me you miss me and care about me, then you are a jerk to me. I don't need this. We can just go back to how things were. We don't have to be friends and do this to each other."
Stu came up behind her "Is everything okay love?"
"Yeah, just peachy. I want to go home. Will you drop me off?"
"Sure." Michelle stormed off and left the boys standing there. "How do you keep pissing off my bird Drew?"
"Because I can't keep my big mouth shut."
They took a taxi to Michelle house and she was annoyed when he got out too. He was determined to be let in her house or it was going to be an argument. "So what will be your excuse tonight Kali?"
"Stu…"
"Just let me come in. Bloody hell. Surely you can trust me by now."
"Okay. Just wait out here for just a minute."
"Fine." He smiled, scoring a small victory in his head.
Michelle ran in the house and put the cat up in the utility room. She quickly grabbed the few pictures she had sitting around and threw them under the sofa. She took a deep breath and opened the door. "Okay Stu, come on in."
"Thank you love. Oh, your house is nice. Why didn't you want me over here? I figured it was messy or something."
"No, I just don't really like having company. Weird I know." She knew that was a lame excuse but was having a hard time coming up with anything better.
"So what would you like to do since you insisted on coming in? You want to watch a Christmas movie or something?"
"Sure. Sounds good."
"Okay, will you put in A Christmas Story and I will go make us some popcorn and grab some drinks. What would you like?"
"I guess you don't have any beer do you?"
"Um, actually, I have some Heineken. Is that what you want with popcorn?"
"No, I guess you are right. Just a Coke then."
She went into the kitchen and groaned "saints preserve us." She joined Stu on the couch and cuddled up close to him. He smiled down at her and sweetly kissed her. They sat there and enjoyed their movie and when it was over, Stu asked if he could stay the night.
"Well, I guess so. It is late. Come on."
Stu grinned and followed Michelle down the hallway. He got undressed and climbed into bed and waited for her. She came out of the bathroom in her nightgown and turned off all the lights. She got into bed with him and sighed as he scooted closer to her. He nuzzled his nose in the crook of her neck and slid his hand under her the silk gown. Michelle gasped as he slipped his finger inside her panties and started to stroke her clit. "I want to make love to you in your bed Kali. Please let me."
She didn't have the strength to tell him no. He had a hold on her that she could never fight. He pressed his lips to hers, his tongue easing into her mouth, earning a moan from her throat. He pulled off his black boxer briefs and Michelle shimmied out of her boy-cut panties. He ran his hands up her sides, urging her to take the gown off. He sat back on his knees and grabbed her ankles, positioning them on his shoulders. He angled her hips upwards and surged his hard cock into her. She gasped in pleasure and arched her back to meet his movements. He plunged into her moist depths, bumping her clit and penetrating her deeper with each thrust. They both were soon climaxing, lost in their passion. As he came, spilling inside her, he murmured "I love you Kali."
She stopped and her breath caught in her throat. 'Surely he didn't mean that, it was just the orgasm. Right. He is not in love with me.' She didn't say anything as he rolled off of her and wrapped her up in his arms. She slid away from him and put her gown back on. "Goodnight Stu." She turned towards the wall and Stu was aggravated at himself for letting that slip out when it apparently freaked her out. He was sure he was in love with her, but could never tell if she felt the same way.
The next morning, he stole away out of bed and headed home, not wanting to face her and deal with what had happened. When Michelle woke up, she decided she would just pretend she didn't hear him if he asked. Another month passed and they never talked about that night. Stu was afraid of her rejecting him so he never said it again. When they had sex, he was careful not to talk too much.
They were in Memphis for RAW to celebrate the return of a anonymous superstar. The front office had kept a tight lid on who it was, after weeks of cryptic promos and speculation. Michelle was standing backstage, waiting with everyone else for the mystery man to arrive. She felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around. "Michelle, mon petit fleur, what are you doing here? I am so glad to see you!"
Her blue eyes widened and her mouth gaped open. "Chris?"
A/N Translation :
Tu es fou? Ne joue pas avec moi tu completement débile = Are you crazy? Don't mess with me you complete moron.
Va te faire foutre! Pétasse = Kiss my ass whore.
Mon petit fleur = My little flower