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"Paul is going to kill me." Torrie said to Amy.

"What about the man that truly matters?" Amy asked. "Billy...he won't be so happy."

"I told Billy." Torrie chuckled. "I tell Billy everything. He's my husband, I am a great spouse..."

"Oh, well that is probably why you're always arguing." Amy chuckled. "If something happened like if...if I kissed a guy 'cause I was drunk I wouldn't tell Matt. He'd torture me, he can be VERY sarcastic...I hate that."

"Well I'll tell you now, Paul isn't gonna be too happy with me." Torrie said as Stacy and Trish approached them.

"Hey." Stacy sat down next to Amy.

"What were doing?" Trish asked.

"She told Steph." Amy advised.

"You told her?" Trish automatically knew what they were talking about.

"Yeah...I'm not the lying type." Torrie confessed once again.

"Was she mad?" Trish asked.

"It was like she bought a beautiful pair of shoes that were like ten sizes too small." Amy chuckled.

"That's OD." Torrie said.

"What the hell did you tell Steph?" Stacy asked who was trying to put everything together but she failed.

"Torrie and Hunter had a relationship a while back." Trish informed.

"A relationship?" Stacy asked. After a couple of seconds of silence Stacy spoke up. "None of you were with Randy before, right?"

Levesque Home:

Stephanie walked into her house knowing there was going to be a surprise waiting for her. She prepared herself and slipped her shoes off. She was wearing the same jean outfit she was wearing while shopping with Torrie and Amy. She was suppose to be dressed up all nice and pretty for her husband considering the fact that they had been married a year today. "Hey babe." She turned around to see Paul. He looked drop dead gorgeous. Stephanie put on a plain smile.

"Hi." She waved unenthusiastically.

"Happy anniversary." Paul smirked walking over to her.

"Same to you." Stephanie replied slipping her hands into her back pockets.

"I don't get a proper hello?" He asked.

"And a proper hello is?" Stephanie questioned.

"Something like this." He pulled his wife closer to him and kissed her passionately. She tried so hard not to give in to him, she was supposed to be really angry right now. "Just like that." Paul grinned at his wife's mesmerized look.

"Hmm?" Stephanie looked up in his eyes.

"Come on." He dragged her in the dining room. It was her who had decided that she didn't want to go anywhere special. Stephanie looked at him as he continued to talk. She was now lost, she tuned out everything he had been saying for about an hour. Stephanie turned her gaze to the smaller replica of their wedding cake and smiled. That day was so special. "Steph."

"Hmm?" Stephanie asked.

"Your present." He gave her a long box. She took it out of his hand and before opening it she looked at him. Her eyebrow raised and she promised herself that whatever was in this box, she WAS NOT going to make it a big deal. She promised that it WOULD NOT even deserve a smile of any sort...she decided not to show any emotion except maybe boredom. She opened it and it was BEAUTIFUL. The necklace she had in her hand was probably the best piece of jewelry she had, now. Her head went down, she wasn't sure whether she should tell him how she felt or shrug this masterpiece she held, off. Stephanie cleared her throat and looked up at him.

"It's nice." She said in almost a whisper.

"Just nice?" Paul asked looking at the nice present he spent a whole lot of money on.

"Yeah." Stephanie kept that unpleased look on her face.

"So what'd you get me?" He questioned moving his seat back, he leant back with his arms crossed over his chest. You could clearly tell in his voice that he was pissed.

"I got you this." She gave him a bag.

"Victoria Secrets?" He smirked.

"That's what it says." Stephanie nodded. He opened the bag and looked up. Paul reached in and grabbed a silky piece of clothing. He pulled it out and his face fell. It was a nightgown, a long, flower covered, big and bulky nightgown. "You like?"

"No...I hate it." He said bluntly. "It's not even tight, I hate this...my mother wears things like this...Steph, what's all this about?" Paul asked.

"I don't understand why you didn't tell me about Torrie. Was she that great of a girlfriend you couldn't bare to tell me about her? I've told you about almost every boyfriend I have EVER had." Stephanie stood up. "Here's your present." She threw him a piece of lingerie he was expecting. "Oh, and I love the necklace." She walked towards the door.

"There's a bracelet and um, ear rings!" Was all he could get out of his mouth. She turned and flipped him off. "Yeah, I wish you would."

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