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Chapter 6: Playing House
"You want me to what?" Matt asked, flabbergasted.
Clapping a hand on his shoulder, Vince replied with confidence, "I know you can do it."
"And what's she going to say?" Matt scoffed.
Vince shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, that's up to her," he replied carelessly. "See you around Matt." Speechless, Matt stared after him, his jaw practically hitting the floor.
"Stephanie, wake up," a voice whispered gently in her ear.
"Mmm, just a few more minutes Daddy," she mumbled, rolling over onto her stomach.
*Daddy eh.* Jericho grinned wickedly. "Stephanie, get up or I'll sic Y2J on you tonight!"
"No Daddy, no!" Stephanie screamed, and sat bolt upright.
Jericho laughed, "You're too much Steph," he said, shaking his head. Turning away from her, he let his true feelings show, the pain quite evident on his face.
"Oh, sorry," Stephanie mumbled uncomfortably, her cheeks crimson. Preferring to forget the situation, Jericho grabbed her hand and pulled her up, "Come on, I have something to show you."
"Wha, what? Whoa, wait a minute," she protested.
Jericho was insistent though, "Just go with it Steph," he whined, as he drug her along. Deeper they went into the dense tropical forest setting.
Troubled, Stephanie started to say, "Chris," but the sight that came into view brought her to silence.
"Oh my gosh!" Stephanie gasped. "Surely, someone must live here?" Stephanie questioned in disbelief.
"Nah, the furniture is blanketed in layers of dust and cobwebs. I don't think anyone has lived here in ages." Stephanie marveled at the wooden steps carved right into the tree trunk. She arched her head back, shading her eyes as she looked up into the branches.
"Wow, whoever built this was a genius!" Excited, Stephanie turned to Jericho and asked, "Isn't it amazing?"
"Yeah," he said softly.
"What, what are you looking at me like that for?" she asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable under his intense scrutiny.
"Nothing," he replied, irritated. Turning his face from hers, Chris demanded, "Go check it out."
"Fine," she retorted angrily. Gingerly, she made her way up the rickety steps. "Are you sure these are safe?" Steph asked worriedly, "I can hear them creaking beneath my feet with every step I take."
"They're fine, don't worry. Besides, I'm right behind you."
"Oh, that makes me feel much better," she exaggerated, rolling her eyes. "So anyway, if I fall, I'll land on you. I bet you make a soft pillow," she teased lightly.
"Care to find out Princess?" he remarked slyly.
"Ouch!" he said rubbing his chest. "That move comes easily to you doesn't it," he grumbled. Halfway up the tree, their heads popped up through a thicket of branches, and there it was, the interior of the tree house lay sprawled out before them. Stephanie was surprised at how sparsely furnished the place was. A couple of chairs, a table and a hammock was all that inhabited the dusty wooden plank floor.
"There's no bed," Stephanie exclaimed in surprise.
"Maybe the person was single," Jericho suggested, coming up behind her.
"Ahh!" Stephanie nearly jumped out of her skin. "Don't sneak up on me like that," she scolded, turning around to face him.
Chris held his hands up in defense, "What?! Who's sneaking up on you. I told you I was coming up behind you."
"I, I know, I just didn't realize you were that close."
Chris narrowed his eyes, "Okay, I get it."
"No, I don't think you do," Stephanie implored, reaching out a hand to him.
"Look, forget it," Chris said angrily, crossing his massive arms over his broad chest. Taken aback, Stephanie exhaled deeply and leaned up against the wooden railing, *Is that a look of hurt on his face. He always seemed so - no, I thought he was so invulnerable,* she realized sadly. His gruff voice interrupted her thoughts, "Well, what do you think?"
"What do I think? Wha..ahh!" Stephanie screamed as the railing beneath her gave way.
Does Matt really have the courage to propose to Amy in front of thousands of fans?
Will it be a dream come true for Amy or a night she'll want to forget?
Will Chris be able to save Stephanie or is this the end for our Billion Dollar Heroine?
Stay tuned, don't click that button...
If you would like to use my story please ask first, thanks.
Chapter 6: Playing House
"You want me to what?" Matt asked, flabbergasted.
Clapping a hand on his shoulder, Vince replied with confidence, "I know you can do it."
"And what's she going to say?" Matt scoffed.
Vince shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, that's up to her," he replied carelessly. "See you around Matt." Speechless, Matt stared after him, his jaw practically hitting the floor.
"Stephanie, wake up," a voice whispered gently in her ear.
"Mmm, just a few more minutes Daddy," she mumbled, rolling over onto her stomach.
*Daddy eh.* Jericho grinned wickedly. "Stephanie, get up or I'll sic Y2J on you tonight!"
"No Daddy, no!" Stephanie screamed, and sat bolt upright.
Jericho laughed, "You're too much Steph," he said, shaking his head. Turning away from her, he let his true feelings show, the pain quite evident on his face.
"Oh, sorry," Stephanie mumbled uncomfortably, her cheeks crimson. Preferring to forget the situation, Jericho grabbed her hand and pulled her up, "Come on, I have something to show you."
"Wha, what? Whoa, wait a minute," she protested.
Jericho was insistent though, "Just go with it Steph," he whined, as he drug her along. Deeper they went into the dense tropical forest setting.
Troubled, Stephanie started to say, "Chris," but the sight that came into view brought her to silence.
"Oh my gosh!" Stephanie gasped. "Surely, someone must live here?" Stephanie questioned in disbelief.
"Nah, the furniture is blanketed in layers of dust and cobwebs. I don't think anyone has lived here in ages." Stephanie marveled at the wooden steps carved right into the tree trunk. She arched her head back, shading her eyes as she looked up into the branches.
"Wow, whoever built this was a genius!" Excited, Stephanie turned to Jericho and asked, "Isn't it amazing?"
"Yeah," he said softly.
"What, what are you looking at me like that for?" she asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable under his intense scrutiny.
"Nothing," he replied, irritated. Turning his face from hers, Chris demanded, "Go check it out."
"Fine," she retorted angrily. Gingerly, she made her way up the rickety steps. "Are you sure these are safe?" Steph asked worriedly, "I can hear them creaking beneath my feet with every step I take."
"They're fine, don't worry. Besides, I'm right behind you."
"Oh, that makes me feel much better," she exaggerated, rolling her eyes. "So anyway, if I fall, I'll land on you. I bet you make a soft pillow," she teased lightly.
"Care to find out Princess?" he remarked slyly.
"Ouch!" he said rubbing his chest. "That move comes easily to you doesn't it," he grumbled. Halfway up the tree, their heads popped up through a thicket of branches, and there it was, the interior of the tree house lay sprawled out before them. Stephanie was surprised at how sparsely furnished the place was. A couple of chairs, a table and a hammock was all that inhabited the dusty wooden plank floor.
"There's no bed," Stephanie exclaimed in surprise.
"Maybe the person was single," Jericho suggested, coming up behind her.
"Ahh!" Stephanie nearly jumped out of her skin. "Don't sneak up on me like that," she scolded, turning around to face him.
Chris held his hands up in defense, "What?! Who's sneaking up on you. I told you I was coming up behind you."
"I, I know, I just didn't realize you were that close."
Chris narrowed his eyes, "Okay, I get it."
"No, I don't think you do," Stephanie implored, reaching out a hand to him.
"Look, forget it," Chris said angrily, crossing his massive arms over his broad chest. Taken aback, Stephanie exhaled deeply and leaned up against the wooden railing, *Is that a look of hurt on his face. He always seemed so - no, I thought he was so invulnerable,* she realized sadly. His gruff voice interrupted her thoughts, "Well, what do you think?"
"What do I think? Wha..ahh!" Stephanie screamed as the railing beneath her gave way.
Does Matt really have the courage to propose to Amy in front of thousands of fans?
Will it be a dream come true for Amy or a night she'll want to forget?
Will Chris be able to save Stephanie or is this the end for our Billion Dollar Heroine?
Stay tuned, don't click that button...