"Lita! You guys are back?" she grinned widely. Lita stretched, looking dead tired.

"Yeah. I just wanted to check on you. How was your Christmas?" she asked cautiously.

"Great." She responded, nodding.

"Was that truthful or did I miss the sarcastic tone?" she asked as she walked in. Stephanie had moved aside to let her in. I don't know if Chris wants her to know, but I have to tell at least her—she'll be able to keep it a secret until I know what's up. I'll tell her if she asks, that's all.

"Truthful." She nodded. Lita looked at her.

"You and the family patch it up?" she inquired. Stephanie shook her head.

"Not even close. I went with Chris." She explained.

"So you did tell him?" she asked.

"Yeah. I'm glad I did." She responded. Lita nodded absently, then noticed the look on her face.

"You're not telling me something." She raised a brow. She tried to act innocent. "Don't give me that, Stephanie. You have the evil McMahon 'hehehe' look."

"Wow, I never knew that sort of look existed." She scratched her head. Lita smirked.

"Tell me." She responded simply. Well, guess I can't hide anything. Damn.

"Stuff happened over the trip." She replied slowly. Lita blinked, thought about it, then looked like she understood.

"Well it took long enough." The redhead finally said. "Who kissed who?"

"—What, it's that obvious?" Stephanie asked, surprised.

"Girl, there's been bets going around about it. Real live bets. When do you think they're finally going to see it? 2 months? 3? I lost my bet. I thought it was going to be a month ago." She grinned. "So, tell me the details here."

"I got lost in the woods, almost froze to death, and he saved me." She shrugged. "And then it just sort of came out."

"That sounds more like a romance novel if you ask me." Lita grinned, letting out a laugh. "But then again, it's been like that since the beginning. So the two enemies have become lovers—and it won't surprise anyone at all."

"But you can't tell anyone yet." She explained quickly. "I have no idea how we're going about this."

"Well, I'll keep it a secret, you know me."

"Yeah, I know, that's why I told you." Stephanie nodded.

"So besides the passion and stuff, how was your Canadian stay?"

"It was fun. His family is seriously nothing like mine. My house was never so—so—"

"Jolly?" Lita supplied the word. Stephanie nodded.

"Yeah, that."

"Well, what do you expect? Chris came out of it, after all."

"True." She nodded her head, then simultaneously burst out laughing with Lita. She did make a good point. The laughter ceased when both girls found Chris staring at them, a paper bag filled with junk food items cradled in his arms.

"What, I'm not invited to this little girl chat?" he pouted.

"What do you have in the bag?" Lita asked. Chris grinned.

"Um—stuff. Here, check it out." He gave the bag to Lita, who inspected the load of food.

"Dude, you're in." she laughed, pulling out a bag of chips. "Here Steph, your favorite." She caught the bag of Juju Coins thrown at her.

"Hey! That's my snack!" he interjected.

"You need to lose a few pounds." Lita winked at Chris, who sighed in defeat. He sat down, now foodless. Stephanie gulped a few down, then looked at Chris, who looked like he was pretty hungry. Stephanie smiled, slipping next to him, outstretching the rest of the bag.

"I'll share." She whispered. He looked at the food, asked no more, and swallowed the whole bag in less then 3 minutes. She blinked, then shook her head. It just wasn't worth commenting. He kissed her cheek, and it was then she knew he didn't mind Lita knowing.

"Well, I'm going to take my bag of chips and leave you to love birds to your little cocoon of love." Lita stood. She had got the hint as well. "I need to make sure Matt and Jeff aren't trying to put my stuff away. Last time they did that, I lost a few pairs of clothing."

"I'll see you later, Lita." Stephanie replied, and she winked at her and walked towards the door.

"Yeah, bye to you too Lita." Chris smirked. "I hope you enjoy MY FAVORITE CHIPS—"

"Oh I will, Chris, I will." She ate another one deliberately in front of him before walking out cheerfully. Chris grumbled.

"Thanks for getting me my coins." She grinned at him. He turned to her and nodded.

"I remembered." He beamed.

"Well, it's not exactly rocket science to remember my favorite candy." She responded.

"You just love to ruin my good moments, don't you?" he pouted. She smiled and kissed his forehead.

"I'm sorry. You're right. I know it's hard to remember stuff when it comes to you." She teased. He gave her a deadpan look.

"Oh, you're so dead." He responded finally, grabbing her by the waist. She let out a yelp and squirmed as he drew her to her.

"Don't you—" she stopped, because her voice was overtaken by laughter as he started to tickle her. She continued to squirm until she got free. She didn't know how it happened, but she had pinned his arms to the bed.

"Well isn't this kinky." He joked, and she huffed and let him up.

"You're an asshole." She responded, but her tone was light, meaning she obviously didn't mean it at all. He smiled as he pulled her closer into a light kiss.

"Don't be mad." He whispered into her ear. She was basically sitting in his lap, and his warm breath against her skin made a chill run up her spine.

"Never at you." She smiled at him. Any thought of Hunter was slipping away quickly every second that she looked at him, that she felt his lips against hers.

She studied his face like she never saw it before, her arms around his neck lazily. His features were so meticulously beyond belief. From his perfectly clear blue eyes to his shaven broad chin, she just wanted to touch it. All the time. It was etched in her mind, like a memory that kept coming back to her. He smiled at her, humored by her sudden quietness and the star she was giving him.

"Do I have something on my face?" he asked, raising a delicate brow. She shook her head, snapping out of it.

"No."

"What are you staring at?"

"Your face." She smiled. He looked a bit confused. "It's perfect, you know."

"Yeah, I run my career on my boyish good looks." He nodded, grinning.

She paused, then continued. "You do something Hunter never had, I can tell you one thing."

"What's that?" he asked.

"He never looked at me the way you do." She said. "He never said he loved me and looked at me like you do. It's a little funny, actually."

"I'd never hurt you like he did." Chris swore, growing serious. "You're free to leave me whenever you want."

"Why would I want to leave you?" she asked.

"I don't know. Because you find out there are people out there ten times better then me?" he shrugged.

"I don't know, Chris, you're a hard act to follow." He looked at her as she got off of him. She stretched and heard a few bones crackle in her body as they were rudely moved. She hadn't realized it before, but the trip had made her tired. By the time the duo had gotten to the hotel, it ended up to be the afternoon the day after. The juju coins had not even curbed her appetite at all, especially because Chris ate more then half of it. She felt her stomach rumble.

"Gee Steph, you hungry?" he asked, smirking. She held her stomach, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"A little." She admitted.

"Well let's go get something to eat then." He stood up. "I'm hungry too, if you haven't guessed."

"You're always hungry." She rolled her eyes. He smiled.

"Yeah, so think of it this way—you'll never be hungry when I'm around." He pointed out proudly.

She just groaned.

~~

"I don't think I ever saw you scarf anything down as fast as you're doing with that cheeseburger." Chris raised a brow, watching her eat. "Say, pretty cool, you're turning into me!"

"Say that again Blondie and this food'll be on your face." She replied before taking another bite. He laughed.

"Touchy." He teased.

"Considering the fact I haven't eaten since—last night, I have a reason to be hungry."

"What about the coins?" he asked.

"I had three, you had the rest." She smirked.

"Oh yeah, I forgot." He laughed.

She sipped her drink. "I'm going to sleep well tonight."

"Yeah, because you're gonna be all snuggled next to me." He winked.

"Who says I want to sleep with you?" she raised a brow, though her tone was joking.

"I'll have you know, lots of girls would kill to be in your position." He nodded proudly.

"Then why did I never seem to see you with any girls besides Lita before this happened?" she grinned.

"Um—" he stammered.

"I thought so." She chuckled. "But speaking of that, how are we going to go about this?"

"That's more your decision then mine." He shook his head.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"Well, you're the one with the family that has enough money to feed a small country." He pointed out.

"What's that got to do with anything?" she questioned.

"Well, do you want Daddy to know that you're dating someone like me?" he asked.

"Not that it's any of his business, but yes, I do want him to know. I don't care if he happened to not like it either. It's not their decision, it's my own." She responded honestly. "I've been through it before."

"Yeah, I know." He paused. "Your brother isn't going to send his little goonies after me, is he?"

"No." she shook her head. "I don't think he really cares about me anymore. I know at least my mom loves you."

"She does?" he asked, sounding surprised.

"Yeah." She nodded. "So there's a check for you. And Daddy—well, you know him."

"Doesn't like anyone except the ones that suck up to him." He summed it up. She nodded.

"Exactly. So it's fine with me if it gets out. Maybe it'll speed up the divorce thing." She shrugged.

"Maybe." Chris agreed.

She pretended not to be as nervous about telling everyone about it as she really was. She didn't want to make it look like she wasn't overjoyed at the new relationship she was in.