Edge was seated in the living room waiting for Kayla to finish
getting ready when there was a knock on the door. Getting up he opened the
door to find a man in a driver's uniform on the other side. "Is this Miss
McIntyre's residence?" the man inquired.
"Yes it is," Edge answered slowly wondering what was going on.
"Good, you must be Edge." The man smiled, "Your friends have arranged for me to drive you and Miss McIntyre around tonight."
"Which friends would that be and just what will you be driving?" Edge asked suspiciously.
"A Mr. Christian and Mr. Jericho have appropriated a limo for you tonight," the Driver answered.
Edge smiled, "I knew there was a reason I kept those two around."
The driver allowed himself a small smile as well. "I will go pull the car around it'll be waiting up front when you're ready."
Edge nodded, "Thank you." Closing the door he whistled, "Gotta remember to thank those guys."
"Got to thank who for what?"
Edge turned around to see Kayla standing just outside the living room and he froze. She was beautiful. Kayla stood before him in a shimmering, emerald green evening gown that fell to the floor. A slit that went half way up the thigh showed off her shapely legs. The plunging neckline showed just a hint of cleavage and the spaghetti straps left her shoulders bare. Her hair had been curled and cascaded in waves down her back.
Kayla also was taking in how good he looked in his black tux and white silk shirt but the way he was staring at her made her feel self conscious. "Edge? Is something wrong?" Kayla fingered her dress nervously.
Edge shook himself and walked towards her lifting her hand and kissing her knuckles, "I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life," he told her softly.
Kayla blushed a pleased smile lighting her features, "You're not so bad yourself," she told him looking him up and down. Kayla realized the Edge had not answered her question, "So who do you need to thank?"
"Chris and Christian have arranged a little surprise for us," Edge explained, "It seems our very own limo is waiting outside."
"You're kidding me!" Kayla gasped in surprise, "They didn't! I love those guys!"
Edge laughed, "Yeah I'm pretty happy with them right now too."
Kayla walked to a closet and pulled out a leather jacket, "I'm ready to go when you are."
Edge held out his arm, "Milady, your chariot awaits."
Kayla took his arm and together they gliding out the door. When they got outside they found the driver waiting to open the door for them. Edge allowed Kayla to climb in first and then got in after her. "So," Kayla began snuggling up to Edge in the back seat, "Where are we going?"
Edge putting and arm around her answered, "One of the hottest spots in New York City," he told her, "I want to show my good luck off a bit," he admitted with a smile.
When they arrived at the ritzy restaurant the driver opened the door and Edge climbed out extending his hand to help Kayla climb out. The crowd began to whisper, many of them recognizing Edge instantly. They pointed at Kayla only a few of the regular watchers remember her from the few appearances she had had before Edge's injury.
Kayla took Edge's arm and lifted her chin. She was a McIntyre she knew how to conduct herself at high-class locations such as this one. Edge led her towards the door and the crowd parted before them. Kayla smiled, she felt like a princess on his arm.
The waiter showed them to their table and Edge held her seat for her. They ate a quiet dinner and shared a few dances before leaving the restaurant.
When they were once again in the limo Edge told the driver to take them home and put up the barrier. Pulling his girlfriend to him he kissed her tenderly on the lips.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" he asked kissing her knuckles.
"Only about a hundred times," Kayla laughed wrapping her arms around him.
"I can't help if it's the truth," Edge replied placing a kiss on her neck.
"Edge," Kayla whispered baring her neck and tangling her fingers in his hair. She shivered as the feel of his lips on her bare skin sent electricity through her veins. Edge kissed down to her shoulder before moving up to claim her mouth in a searing kiss.
When Edge finally released her Kayla looked up into his beautiful green eyes, "You're the only stable thing in my life right now," she told him softly.
Edge shook his head, "That's not true, sweetheart," He cupped her chin gently, "You have Christian and Jericho and Team Xtreme."
"But Jeff, . . ." Kayla was silenced by Edge's finger on her lips.
"Jeff cares about you too," Edge told her gently, "As screwed up as it is that's why he's acting the way he is. You also have a lot of friends in the WWF," Edge leaned down and kissed her forehead, "You are one hell of a woman and you'll never be alone."
Kayla nodded slowly, "You're right, I'm going to get through my training sessions the next week and a half and I'm going to be ready for our return to the WWF."
"That's my girl," Edge smiled. He looked up as the car rolled to a stop. The door opened and the couple stepped out. They changed into more comfortable clothes and spent the night curled up on the couch watching movies. Finally they headed to bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
"Yes it is," Edge answered slowly wondering what was going on.
"Good, you must be Edge." The man smiled, "Your friends have arranged for me to drive you and Miss McIntyre around tonight."
"Which friends would that be and just what will you be driving?" Edge asked suspiciously.
"A Mr. Christian and Mr. Jericho have appropriated a limo for you tonight," the Driver answered.
Edge smiled, "I knew there was a reason I kept those two around."
The driver allowed himself a small smile as well. "I will go pull the car around it'll be waiting up front when you're ready."
Edge nodded, "Thank you." Closing the door he whistled, "Gotta remember to thank those guys."
"Got to thank who for what?"
Edge turned around to see Kayla standing just outside the living room and he froze. She was beautiful. Kayla stood before him in a shimmering, emerald green evening gown that fell to the floor. A slit that went half way up the thigh showed off her shapely legs. The plunging neckline showed just a hint of cleavage and the spaghetti straps left her shoulders bare. Her hair had been curled and cascaded in waves down her back.
Kayla also was taking in how good he looked in his black tux and white silk shirt but the way he was staring at her made her feel self conscious. "Edge? Is something wrong?" Kayla fingered her dress nervously.
Edge shook himself and walked towards her lifting her hand and kissing her knuckles, "I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life," he told her softly.
Kayla blushed a pleased smile lighting her features, "You're not so bad yourself," she told him looking him up and down. Kayla realized the Edge had not answered her question, "So who do you need to thank?"
"Chris and Christian have arranged a little surprise for us," Edge explained, "It seems our very own limo is waiting outside."
"You're kidding me!" Kayla gasped in surprise, "They didn't! I love those guys!"
Edge laughed, "Yeah I'm pretty happy with them right now too."
Kayla walked to a closet and pulled out a leather jacket, "I'm ready to go when you are."
Edge held out his arm, "Milady, your chariot awaits."
Kayla took his arm and together they gliding out the door. When they got outside they found the driver waiting to open the door for them. Edge allowed Kayla to climb in first and then got in after her. "So," Kayla began snuggling up to Edge in the back seat, "Where are we going?"
Edge putting and arm around her answered, "One of the hottest spots in New York City," he told her, "I want to show my good luck off a bit," he admitted with a smile.
When they arrived at the ritzy restaurant the driver opened the door and Edge climbed out extending his hand to help Kayla climb out. The crowd began to whisper, many of them recognizing Edge instantly. They pointed at Kayla only a few of the regular watchers remember her from the few appearances she had had before Edge's injury.
Kayla took Edge's arm and lifted her chin. She was a McIntyre she knew how to conduct herself at high-class locations such as this one. Edge led her towards the door and the crowd parted before them. Kayla smiled, she felt like a princess on his arm.
The waiter showed them to their table and Edge held her seat for her. They ate a quiet dinner and shared a few dances before leaving the restaurant.
When they were once again in the limo Edge told the driver to take them home and put up the barrier. Pulling his girlfriend to him he kissed her tenderly on the lips.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" he asked kissing her knuckles.
"Only about a hundred times," Kayla laughed wrapping her arms around him.
"I can't help if it's the truth," Edge replied placing a kiss on her neck.
"Edge," Kayla whispered baring her neck and tangling her fingers in his hair. She shivered as the feel of his lips on her bare skin sent electricity through her veins. Edge kissed down to her shoulder before moving up to claim her mouth in a searing kiss.
When Edge finally released her Kayla looked up into his beautiful green eyes, "You're the only stable thing in my life right now," she told him softly.
Edge shook his head, "That's not true, sweetheart," He cupped her chin gently, "You have Christian and Jericho and Team Xtreme."
"But Jeff, . . ." Kayla was silenced by Edge's finger on her lips.
"Jeff cares about you too," Edge told her gently, "As screwed up as it is that's why he's acting the way he is. You also have a lot of friends in the WWF," Edge leaned down and kissed her forehead, "You are one hell of a woman and you'll never be alone."
Kayla nodded slowly, "You're right, I'm going to get through my training sessions the next week and a half and I'm going to be ready for our return to the WWF."
"That's my girl," Edge smiled. He looked up as the car rolled to a stop. The door opened and the couple stepped out. They changed into more comfortable clothes and spent the night curled up on the couch watching movies. Finally they headed to bed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
