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Actress

It was the annual 'draft' cookout in Tampa. Everyone was there, it gave the company the chance to get to know the rookies and their families, and an excuse to get drunk. Music was blaring, laughter was heard through out the outside area and all feuds were non-existent. Emylee made her way to the podium to speak to the crowd.

"I would like to welcome our stars and families to the draft party", she said with applause, "this was an idea of Vince and Linda. I decided, with Stephanie's help of course, to make the party a little more interesting. We decided to move people around, to get conversation going a little bit. You see, we noticed vets would sit with vets, and the rookies would sit with rookies. That ended today, to answer the question that everyone has asked at one time or another, is we did it to get you guys to get to know the newer teammates in the biz", she grinned over at Stephanie. The two grinned at the action, has some laughed at the two women.

"Anyway, that's the only explanation we'll give. As for today, enjoy yourselves, and welcome to Raw, Smackdown, or in the newer extremists cases, ECW, and I look forward to arguing about the prices you're worth", the crowd laughed.

With a hug from the McMahons, She made her way to her table, seated with Sharmell, Booker T, Theodore Long, and Eddie Guerrero. She eyed the table where Dave was sitting, along with Mark(Undertaker), Mike(The Miz), Paul(London), Krystal, and Christy Hemme. She saw him out the corner of her eye, and smirked to herself, as the men paid attention to her every move. Kept to the other side of the area where her table was. Sitting down, next to Vickie, Eddie's wife, she hugged her as well.

"Long time no see woman".

"I know, how long you in town for?"

"Couple days, up for lunch, you and me?"

"Yeah, any way I can get away from the kids, I'm game".

The women laughed and chatted some more, before Emylee got a tap on her shoulder.

"Hey Mamacita, you care to dance with an old vet?", Eddie asked.

"Aww, you told him no?"

"If he wants something else, then he can go without an dance", Vickie whispered.

Emylee laughed and got up, "Come on crazy man, I'll show pity".

They walked over and began to salsa to the music.

Dave sat making small talk with Mark. They both noticed Emylee walking back to her table, and that walk, that always catches his eye. Mark, also, looked over at the beauty walking back to her table. He grinned, rubbing his chin.

"If I was with her, I'd be the same way too, man", he said.

"She's mine buddy", he said.

"Oh, I know, I'm married, not dead", he joked.

Mike, and Paul came back to their seats to sit with the headliners.

"I tell you who's hot, Emylee Harris!", Mike said.

Mark eyed Dave, and grinned.

"Hell yea she is, and her figure, the things I'd do it that body", Paul said.

Christy came to sit next to Dave. Though she was a fine looking woman in his eyes, she wasn't to his level like his girl was.

"Dave, it's nice to finally get to talk to you. Christy, if you don't know".

"I know who you are, I do read Playboy, and I've seen your work".

"You liked the photos?"

"I get playboy for the articles", he joked.

"Right, and I did the spread for artistic value".

"Hey! There's a crowd growing on the dance floor", Krystal said.

Dave glanced over, and tapped Mark, motioning for the table to go see what was up. He looked to see Emylee nowhere in sight, which made him worried. The group made their way over to see what was going on.

Paul(HHH), was standing next to John, Trish, Randy and Stephanie. He watch closely as she twirled and sashed with Eddie. He had no problems with Eddie, but he wanted it to be him instead. He knew though, he couldn't pull that off even if he wanted to. She laughed and enjoyed herself. This was the Emylee he wanted and missed. It reminded him of one night in Austin...

FLASHBACK

They were walking out of the Univ. of Texas at Austin venue, and he was tired, yet again. It began to rain.

"Aww, Fuck Me", he whined.

"Not here", Emylee joked.

He chuckled at her quick wit. She stopped at the exit doorway and sat her stuff down. It began to rain hard, and she begin to walk out. He stopped her.

"I'll get the car".

"Go ahead, but that wasn't what I had in mind".

Slipping off her shoes, she walked into the rain, dancing around, and eventually laughing at the fact she was having a good time in the rain. He leaned against the frame, just watching her. At first, he got annoyed, and was very tired. Slowly, he began to just watch her. It was like slow motion, and with that effect, it caused an erection. Her pink t-shirt clung to her frame, and her hair stuck to her, just like it did when they had sex.

"Come on!", she yelled breaking his thoughts.

"I'm good, I'll just watch", he grinned.

"Oh foo! You're no fun!", she yelled back.

"Come on, we need to get back, and you'll catch a cold if you don't get the those wet clothes off of you".

They had the best sex that night he'd ever experienced in a long time.

He broke his trance of staring at her as he heard the whistles and cat calls. She ended the dance with her leg up towards his shoulder.

"I didn't know she could dance like that", he pointed.

"There's a lot more to a woman then getting her on her back", Stephanie hinted.

"You never complained".

"Never in front of you", she smiled and continued to clap.

"You see! That's what I'm talking about!", Mike said, and whistled.

"If she could move like that standing up, one could only wonder what she could do laying down", Paul(London) added.

She hugged Eddie, and turned back to Vickie.

"Woman, now I understand why you said what you said, that man gives any woman a workout".

"But I get the best one", she winked.

"Dance with him already", she joked with couple.

"I guess I could, if he can keep up", she added.

"What! Woman, let's go, I'll show you!"

The two walked off, and Emylee laughed at the banter of the tow. She wondered if she's ever get that in her lifetime. Turning back to Dave's table, she noticed they were gone. Scanning the crowd, she found them standing and watching like everyone else. His whole table was watching, which made her a tab bit embarrassed, but she hid that, making her way to the group where they were standing, now off the floor.

"Hey, here she comes, Dave, man how do I look?", Mike asked.

"Like a jackass, Good".

She grinned and walked over to Dave.

"Hey, I missed you this morning", she said hugging him.

"At the gym, I missed the other morning. The leg, a little much?"

"Aww, you're jealous, that's cute, besides, Stacy isn't the only one who can pull it off", she grinned.

"You will show me that later, you got out of it the other night", he whispered.

Giggling, she remembered the others were standing there, before she said something that wasn't PG.

"Hey, so how are you enjoying yourselves tonight?"

"Pretty Good, but I haven't seen my wife, I'm going to go look for her, again, the female showstopper, good to see you again", Mark said, the nickname he gave her after the other night.

"And you four, Mark, and Dave weren't giving you a hard time were they?"

"No, no, he;s been a gentleman the whole time", Christy added.

Emylee arched a brow at the response.

"These are a yearly thing?", Mike said.

"It's mainly for the newer talents, this year, we introduced the vets who turned agents, and the ECW brand to each other. Other than that, it's an excuse to have fun".

"So what bring you over here?", Paul grinned.

"To steal the champ for a dance", she grinned at Dave.

"As long as you keep it simple, sure".

"Wasn't a question", she said leading him to the floor.

They walked off, and the foursome looked defeated. Christy patted Randy on the shoulder.

"They are together?"

"Yeah, have been since Evolution angle".

"Oh..."

Turning back to the others, they were still talking.

"I didn't know about them", she motioned to Dave and Emylee.

"Either did I".

"I was planning on getting his number, and now I see it ain't happening".

They slowly glided around, and his breathe hit her shoulder, and it was steady with hers. It calmed her. She was frantically taking care of this today with Stephanie, and this is what she wanted, the arm of her man around her. She felt eyes of people watching, but didn't care, she was with him.

"So, you coming back with me?", he broke the silence.

"Yeah, I'm tired, and we're flying together, remember?"

"What?", she questioned.

"You should have heard the conversation at my table".

"What did you say now?"

"It wasn't about me, it was about you".

"What about me, I'm tired of all the conspiracies".

"No, you don't understand, it was about your hotness".

"What about it?"

"Conceded aren't we?"

"Well, am I hot?'

"Yes".

"Then, it's a fact, anyways, so?"

"Mike and Paul were gunning for your number".

"And you didn't sock them in the face".

"I'm not violent all the time you know".

"But if they asked".

"Then I would have".

"Still, that's cute, and then when I came over, they were getting ready, yet to be heartbroken that you've already got me. I saw the disappointment in Christy's face too".

"I think she was hitting on me, been out of the game so long, I don't know what it's like anymore", he joked.

Chuckling, she continued, "to be heartbroken by your boss, I love rookies".

"You are wrong".

"I know, but you love me"

"That I do".