6
~Test~
Test woke up with a major hangover. His head was pounding, he had had way too much to drink. He looked over next to him and saw the blonde girl sleeping. Oh fuck! What have I done! He looked at his watch lying on the table. Fuck it was 7:00 a.m. Man Morgan was going to kill him. He couldn't believe he had done it. He really hadn't meant too... He carefully slipped out of the bed, not wanting to wake either of the girls. He dressed quickly and headed for the car.
He was relieved Morgan wasn't in their room when he got there. He jumped in the shower as fast as he could, scrubbing the stench of cigarettes and cheap perfume that permeated his nostrils. He leaned against the shower wall wondering what the hell he was going to tell her when she asked where he had spent the night...
He got out and wrapped a towel around his waist. He stuffed his clothes in his bag making a mental note
To make sure and wash them himself. Morgan would notice.
~Morgan~
Morgan got up in the morning to go for a swim. They had a week off and were planning on staying where they were.
When she was done she headed back to their room. When she got there Test was sitting on the foot of the bed in nothing but a towel; he had obviously just gotten out of the shower. He looked seriously hung over. Morgan didn't speak to him as she got ready to get a shower.
She walked by the bed to the bathroom, he grabbed her hand.
"So how did it go?" He asked
She nodded to the dresser where her title belt was laying. "I won. All by myself! No one had to help me!"
"Morgan, I'm sorry I was a jackass and I know it." He wouldn't look her in the eye.
"Let's just forget about it ok? We both said things we didn't mean."
"I love you , Morgan"
"I love you too. I'm going to get a shower and then do some shopping."
"Mind if I stay here and sleep? I didn't get much sleep last night."
"I don't care." She didn't ask where he had spent the night figuring he had gotten another room.
Morgan didn't dress up, throwing on a pair of jeans and a pink t-shirt pulling her hair through the hole in her baseball cap to form a ponytail. She grabbed her leather DX jacket and headed for their rental car.
She shopped for a couple of hours. Luckily no one noticed her until she pulled out her credit card. Several clerks asked for her autograph, Morgan didn't mind. She heard the last two whispering as she left "She sure is nice for a degenerate!"
Morgan smiled. She could be a ruthless bitch when need be.
Morgan walked back to her car only to see two young girls leaning against it.
"Hey, do you girls mind getting off my car?" She tried to be halfway polite.
"Oh, we're sorry we thought it was someone else's car."
"Yeah it looks just like this hunk we bagged last night's car. Thought we might catch up with him for an encore. Damn he was a honey!"
Morgan's heart stopped.
"What exactly made you think it was his car? There must be dozens of red Lumina's in this city!"
"Probably but this one is from the same rental company."
"The only thing we didn't see was the WWF parking pass."
Morgan tried to keep her voice light when she said "so you ladies got lucky with one of the guys huh? Good for you. Who was it?" Morgan felt like a giant hand was squeezing her heart as she waited for their answer. Though in her heart she already knew it.
"Test!" They giggled and Morgan felt like she was going to puke. "Both of you? He must be quite a stud!"
They nodded still giggling.
The taller of the two, the blonde said "He's got a hickey on the back of his neck to prove it!"
"Do you watch wrestling?" One of them asked her. "Yeah, when I get a chance." She turned to unlock the trunk and throw her stuff inside.
"Hey cool DX jacket! Where did you get it?"
Morgan was still behind the trunk lid when she said
"My husband gave it to me."
"Where? I didn't know they sold them! It looks just like the one's the member's of DX wear!"
Morgan pulled the baseball cap off of her head, letting her curls fall around her face. She slammed the trunk shut.
"They don't." She said
"Hey you're Morgan McMahon!"
"Yes I am" he said as she opened the door
"We didn't know you were married, who are you married to?"
"Test" Morgan said before she slammed the door shut and peeled out of the parking lot.
That fucking bastard! How could he? Tears burned her eyes making it hard to see to drive.
That no good, two- timing, ring rat fucking bastard.
Morgan screamed into the parking lot of the hotel, storming to her room.
"Hey Morgan!" Hunter called as she walked past him.
"Not now Hunter!"
Morgan threw open the door to the room to find him lying on the bed, his hands behind his head he was watching the match tape.
"Hey baby I'm glad you're back. You were amazing last night!"
He looked up to see the fire in her eyes. "I hear you were pretty amazing last night too."
"Huh?"
"The next time you decide to pick up ring rats, don't do it in my rental car!"
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
So he was going to deny it... she'd just see about that.
"Pull your hair up." She spit the words out.
"Why?"
"Just fucking do it!" She screamed
He did and she could see the hickey on his neck.
She strode to the dresser to grab her belt and bag.
"Morgan, what the hell is going on, what does the back of my neck have to do with it?"
Morgan picked up the vase and hurled it at him. He ducked instinctively and it shattered on the wall behind his head.
"Morgan what the fuck do you think you are doing?"
"The tall blonde left you a souvenir."
All the color drained from his face, he knew he was busted.
~?~
He stood outside the door to their room, he could hear the screaming.
A smile played on his lips. This was his chance. To be her knight in shining armor.
Test was a fucking moron! He didn't care how mad he had been at Morgan. This was just stupid!
He looked at the door as he heard glass shatter against something, he hoped it wasn't Test's skull...
~Morgan~
Morgan jerked the door open, and ran right into his chest. She looked up at him the tears shining in her eyes.
"Hunter..." she said as she fell into his waiting arms.