"For your information no I don't! But when I have this crazy passionate experience with someone and they go MIA all week, yeah I get a little pissed off, Shane! Any girl would!" Ashlee was beyond upset right now but made sure to keep her tears hidden, she was not going to let this man see her cry even for one second. "What are you doing here anyways? You're not even supposed to be talking to me."

Shane looked at her with a very confused look, "What are you…" he started but was cut off quickly.

"Oh, your wife didn't tell you?" she asked.

"My wife?" Shane asked confused on what Marissa was supposed to have told him.

"We had a nice little chat in the bathroom Saturday night!" Ashlee exclaimed seeing in Shane's face that this really was brand new information, "Yeah, thanks for the heads up by the way, it would have been nice to know that she knew about me. Instead I'm sitting at the Hall of Fame watching you and her act all lovey dovey on the screen then get cornered in the bathroom like I've done something wrong. She asked me to make sure you stay away from me. She doesn't think you'd respect her wishes, which looks like she was right cause here you are!"

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Shane shouted back, "Did I interrupt you fucking the football player?! You're right, where are my manners? I should have called first!"

"For your information, I was in the process of kicking him out. I was drunk last night, probably because I somehow have gotten sucked into this fucked up McMahon family drama! But I got news for you pal, you don't own me. We are not together so even though it was a stupid mistake, I shouldn't be explaining myself to you."

Shane took a few steps forwards, inching closer to Ashlee. "What are you doing?" she said eyes widening as she kept backing up until she was against the wall.

"No, you're right, I don't owe you. But I have touched your body, I have made your body cum. Multiple times Ashlee." Shane said very calmly and softly. "I know I'm in your mind 24hours a day because you are in mine 24 hours a day. So yes, although this is a very fucked up situation, that I do intend on getting out of very soon, I don't share Ashlee. Never have, never will. Now I want you to do me a favor."

"What's that?" Ashlee said feeling her body heat rising with Shane's mouth so close to her.

"I need you to go take a shower and wash off any remints of this asshole because the only man that should be on you is me. Do I make myself clear?" Shane said in a very stern demanding voice.

Ashlee didn't say a word. This man had some sort of power over her that she wasn't understanding and quite frankly, was getting pretty intimidated but turned on by as well. Shane McMahon just screamed power. She did as she was told and quickly hopped in the shower. The hot water felt so good, after all of the adrenaline and alcohol from last night, she didn't feel the aches and pains from her match until just now. The smell of her vanilla lavender soap was heavenly at the moment and she was so happy to be able to cleanse herself of that big drunken mistake. Afterwards she quickly changed into a pair of jeans with a white t-shirt. After having to dress up all weekend, it felt nice to just be in normal clothes even if it would only be for a few hours.

She opened the door to her bedroom surprised to still see Shane sitting on the couch glancing at his phone. "What are you still doing here?" she asked.

He looked up and relived a small but genuine smile, "Much better."

"Shane, I'm serious. You're not supposed to be here. I talked to your wife and promised that I would stop all contact with you until after you guys figure out your shit." She said staying on the other side of the room. Seemed like distance was her only defense against this man.

"I came here to explain why you hadn't heard from me all week. Looks like you already know why but that is why I stopped by." Shane explained.

Ashlee felt herself start to soften a bit. Seemed like Shane's temper was under control now and she had calmed down as well in the shower. "I'm sorry you had to see that this morning. Trust me, that was not how I expected to be waking up this morning. I don't drink often, guess you can see why. My judgement kinda goes out the window. And just for the record, that's the first time something like that has ever happened. Don't want you think I'm a slut."

"I don't think that and you're right, you are free to do whatever you want. There's no commitment between us. I just…." Shane started but paused.

"You just?" Ashlee egged him on to finish his thought.

"I really care about you. You've been on my mind all week and I've hated not talking to you. It was killing me having Monday happen and getting close to you then completely cutting off all communication. I didn't want you to think I was just using you." Shane said.

Ashlee thought in her head how it wouldn't have been the first time a man used her for her body but Shane didn't come off as that type.

"I'm just trying to do what's right for my kids and when Marissa explained how they would feel if they thought their dad was cheating on their mom, it made me really question my actions." He stated.

"Hey." Ashlee sad putting her arms up in defense, "I understand and I never pushed you to do anything. Like I said on the day we went for a walk, I don't want complicated. Your kids and their feelings come first.

"Yes, but you also have feelings too. I can't ignore those either." Shane argued.

"I'm a big girl, Shane. I can take care of myself." She responded. She took a seat by the window and just the way the Texas sunlight was beaming in and hitting her face, Shane couldn't help it. He found her completely irresistible.

He stood up and started inching towards her again, "Yes, you are a big girl but every now and then it's nice for someone else to take care of you." His voice had changed and the way he was walking towards her reminded Ashlee of a tiger in the jungle stalking prey.

"Shaaannne." She said in a wary voice. "What are you doing?"

"Taking care of you right now." He said grabbing her hands and pulling her to her feet.

"Shane no!" Ashlee protested, "We promised."

"Do you see my wife here right now?" he asked.

"No" Ashlee answered.

"Do you see my children?" he asked

"No" she answered again.

"Then I really don't care at the moment." He whispered as he brought his lips closer and closer to hers until they connected. Ashlee moaned into his kiss and even though she made a promise, right now she really didn't care either. Shane pushed her down so she was lying flat on the hotel room carpet. Climbing on top of her, he was now straddling her. As much as he wanted to fuck her right here, Shane McMahon was not one for sloppy seconds so again, they would have to wait but he was going to remind her as to why she was so attracted to him.

He grabbed her right outside of her jeans, rubbing hard against the denim so she could feel his touch, "Mine." He whispered against her ear.

"Yours." She moaned being effected greatly by his touch, even on the outside of her pants.

Enjoying the fact that she was wearing a low-cut shirt, he reached his hand down and started pinching her nipples. They hardened instantly and pretty soon Shane had them in his mouth teasing them with his tongue. Still on top of her, as he continued attacking her tits, he made sure to hump her hard so she could feel exactly what she was missing in his pants.

"I want it." She said in almost a whine, that Shane found incredibly adorable.

"You do, do you?" he asked between licks on her breasts.

"Please baby." She begged.

Shane let out an uneasy sigh, he was getting way too turned on at the moment. Ashlee reached her hand down and started stroking Shane over his pants.

"So big and hard." She said as she licked her lips.

Shane let out a very low and very sexy growl and started to unzip his pants to give Ashlee exactly what she was asking for. Ashlee's eyes grew wide as she saw Shane so hard and ready for her. There was no denying Shane's masculinity and Ashlee was insanely turned on. Right when she was about to put her mouth around him, they were interrupted by a ringing phone.

Shane groaned but knew he had to answer it; he knew who it was. Giving Ashlee an apologetic look he kissed her forehead before getting up to retrieve his phone. He rolled his eyes when he saw it was exactly who he suspected. Since coming to Dallas, Marissa had been keeping tabs on him everywhere he went. It was starting to get awfully annoying.

"Hello?" he answered.

"Where are you? The boys wanted to get breakfast." Marissa said

"I went to grab some coffee and ran into some people." Shane said thinking quickly.

"What people?" Marissa asked very suspiciously.

"Just people, okay! Tell the boys I'll be back in a few and I'll take them to breakfast." Shane answered.

"Did you get me a coffee." Marissa asked before hanging up.

"No." He answered.

"Why not? She asked. "You always get me one."

"Yeah, well there's a lot of things I used to do. Tell the boys to be ready." Shane said sarcastically and hung up quickly.

He looked at Ashlee who was not sitting on the couch peaking into the bags that Shane had brought with him. "You know she didn't buy a word of that, right?" she said with a slight laugh.

"Probably not." Shane said sighing, "I'm sorry I gotta run. Take the boys to breakfast."

"These for me?" she said picking a muffin she liked out of the bag.

"All yours." He said as he came over to give her one finally kiss on the lips. "I'll see you at the show tonight." He quickly made sure his pants were re-buttoned, opened the door a crank to make sure no one was walking by and slipped out quickly to pick up his sons.

Hey Everyone, kinda all over the place with this story. Need to really figure out which way to have them go. Thoughts would be helpful!