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Stephanie tossed her keys onto the end table as she whizzed into the den. She sat down in the leather recliner and took a deep breath. It felt good to be home. She had wanted to spend a few days here and relax, but she'd have to go back on the road tomorrow morning.
Slowly, she pulled her shoes off and turned on the television. She raised the volume a little to drown out the clinking sounds that emanated from the gym in the basement. Flipping through the channels, her thoughts turned to Paul. They had been living together in Stephanie's house during their time off and it was wearing on her nerves. He had such a rigid routine and never wanted to do anything fun. They didn't even share many of the same interests. This business was their common thread. She enjoyed dating the top guy in the company as much as he enjoyed sleeping with boss' daughter. She just wasn't sure that this was enough for her.
A few minutes after the clinking ceased, Paul came upstairs. He stood directly in front of her and stared.
Stephanie rolled her eyes. "I'm tired."
Paul smiled and knelt before her. "That's ok." He smiled, "I'm going upstairs to take a nice hot shower." He placed one hand on each of her knees. "You can stay down here..." His fingertips gently traced little circles on her thighs. "...Or, you can join me." He knelt a little closer and leaned in to kiss her. It was a swift, emotionless kiss, but it woke her desire nonetheless.
"I'll meet you upstairs." She whispered, kissing him back. Paul gave her a squeeze as he stood up. "Don't be long." He cautioned with a smile. He took his shirt off his as he walked towards the stairs. He looked over his shoulder at her, then dropped his sweats onto the floor at the base of the stairs. She watched him walk up to the second level completely naked. Paul was so full of himself. She laughed softly and walked into the kitchen.
After putting a few things away, she went upstairs and found Paul already in the large octagonal shower. She watched the water roll carelessly off of his well-sculpted muscles. She loved looking at him naked. He turned around to see her standing there. He gave her an inviting smile and opened the door for her. She stepped into the shower and right into his arms. The passion was strong enough between them to make her forget that she didn't love him. The sex was always good and very satisfying. No wonder she kept him around.
* * *
Night had fallen when Chris finally woke from his slumber. He stretched out his arms and got out of the bed. He felt better than he had in days. Before he had the chance to look at the clock, there was a knock at the door.
"Who?" Chris asked as he put a shirt on.
"It's us." The voices said in unison. Chris knew immediately who it was. He opened the door and let them in.
"Man, we were worried SICK about you!" Adam said as he threw his arms around his friend. Chris smiled as Adam patted him on the back, hard.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Kurt asked, taking his turn embracing Chris. Jason walked in behind them and closed the door.
"Glad you're all right." Jason loosely hugged Chris and walked passed him into the room.
"It's good to see you guys." Chris said, looking at his buddies. They stood there, looking like little boys who had just found a lost pet. All he could do was smile.
After Chris got dressed, the four of them went downstairs to the restaurant in the hotel. Adam and Kurt were going on and on about their matches from Smackdown while Jason and Chris shared a plate of Buffalo wings. Soon, the four of them were quiet.
"Go ahead." Chris said, wiping his face and tossing the napkin onto his empty plate. Chris made eye contact with each of them, one at a time.
"Chris, "Adam said, "You don't have to bring it up if you don't want to."
Chris nodded. "It's all right, you guys might as well know." They all looked at Chris intently, worried that he might freak out. "I met her at the hotel after RAW, I thought she wanted to work things out. She asked me for a divorce instead."
"Whoa...."Kurt mumbled. "No way! I am SO SORRY Chris."
"Why the hell would she do that?"" Jason asked, crinkling his face up, "I mean, you guys were great together."
Chris sighed and looked at his plate. He had to keep himself together. "Well, apparently she didn't think so."
Adam's eyes met Chris'. He was the only one that knew the real reason for the split. "Man, I'm sorry." Chris nodded.
"Look, I'll get over it eventually. I'm just glad this happened now before we had any kids." Chris remembered his conversation with Stephanie the night before and smiled to himself. They had talked for hours about their relationships. He wondered what she was doing right now.
"I hear ya." Jason said. "That would've been harder on you, man." Jason chomped on a piece of bread. "You know, I should have realized that she was the reason you didn't show up on Tuesday."
Chris turned to Jason with a confused expression on his face. He had only told Adam, Trish and Stephanie that he was meeting Jessica on Monday night. "I never told you guys that I was meeting her."
"I know you didn't, but we were all staying at the same hotel." Jason continued. "I saw her leaving the hotel on Tuesday when I was checking out."
Adam and Chris both raised their eyebrows. "Jay, she left my room on Monday night almost as soon as she got to the hotel."
Jason gulped his beer and gently rested it on the tabletop. "I'm sorry man, but I know it was Jessica that I saw on Tuesday morning." Jason felt really bad for telling Chris the truth. He felt Chris had the right to know.
Kurt ordered another round of beers from the waitress and inquired about their entrees. He then turned to Chris and said, "do you think she was cheating on you?"
Chris started laughing sarcastically. "No, YA THINK?" Chris slammed his fist onto the table. "I caught her fucking some guy in my bed a few months ago. That's why I kicked her out."
Kurt and Jason sat motionless, completely caught off guard. They hadn't known any of this. "She's left me for him apparently." Chris got up from the table and walked outside.
Kurt was about to follow him. "Let him be." Adam said as he grabbed Kurt's arm. "He needs to cool off."
Jason had a look of disgust on his face. "What the hell? I never would have pegged her for a cheater."
"Any idea who she's sleeping with?" Adam asked.
Kurt looked at both of them. "I'm not sure, but it's obviously going to cause a lot of problems if it's one of the guys."
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Chris stood outside the restaurant, looking in at the guys at the table. They were worse then a bunch of wash women. He laughed to himself. He knew that they were probably trying to figure out who Jessica had been staying with at the hotel. He was wondering that himself. After all, she was supposed to be staying at a different hotel.
What difference did it make now? He was getting a divorce and his relationship with Jessica was over. Did he really want to know who the guy was? That knowledge wouldn't do him any good at this point, but a part him wanted to find out. He pulled out his cell phone when he heard it beeping. He had voicemail.
"Hi Chris, it's me." Chris smiled at the sound of Trish's voice. "I hope everything is ok with you. Adam called me earlier and told me where you were. I'll see you tomorrow at the arena, k? Be good." She was always so sweet. It was a shame that Jessica never believed they were just friends. Trish was a great girl, but there was just no chemistry between them. Chris shook his head.
There was one more message. "Hi Chris, it's Steph. Just wondering how you're holding up. Enjoy your evening and I'll see you at the show tomorrow. Bye Bye." Chris clipped his phone to his belt and walked back in to the restaurant.
The guys stopped talking as soon as Chris sat down. "What?" They all looked at him strangely.
"Who was that on the phone?" Kurt asked innocently.
"I was checking my voicemail."
"Oh." Kurt said, almost disappointed.
"I spoke to Trish before." Adam said as the waitress brought their dinner out. "She couldn't come tonight, so she said she'd see you tomorrow."
"S'ok Adam, she left me a message." Adam nodded and started digging into his food.
"Yeah, but we're here!" Jason said, nudging Chris on the shoulder.
"Who told you guys that I was here anyway?" Chris asked, stuffing his face.
"Stephanie called me this morning and told me." Kurt said with a smile. "Seems she was a little worried about you, my boy."
Jason and Adam smiled and looked at Chris for a reaction. "What are looking at?" Chris acted confused.
"She was worried about you, Chris." Adam teased in a girlish voice. They all had a good laugh at his expense.
"It's good to be the King of the World, eh Chris?" Kurt chuckled. "Got the boss' daughter worried about you and shit?"
"I bet it was her idea to go get you." Jason teased. "Next thing you know, she'll dump Paul and come after you." They all roared with laughter as they started a "Triple H" bashing session. Chris smiled and looked down at his plate. Stephanie McMahon and Chris? The thought released butterflies in his stomach.
* * *
Stephanie tossed her keys onto the end table as she whizzed into the den. She sat down in the leather recliner and took a deep breath. It felt good to be home. She had wanted to spend a few days here and relax, but she'd have to go back on the road tomorrow morning.
Slowly, she pulled her shoes off and turned on the television. She raised the volume a little to drown out the clinking sounds that emanated from the gym in the basement. Flipping through the channels, her thoughts turned to Paul. They had been living together in Stephanie's house during their time off and it was wearing on her nerves. He had such a rigid routine and never wanted to do anything fun. They didn't even share many of the same interests. This business was their common thread. She enjoyed dating the top guy in the company as much as he enjoyed sleeping with boss' daughter. She just wasn't sure that this was enough for her.
A few minutes after the clinking ceased, Paul came upstairs. He stood directly in front of her and stared.
Stephanie rolled her eyes. "I'm tired."
Paul smiled and knelt before her. "That's ok." He smiled, "I'm going upstairs to take a nice hot shower." He placed one hand on each of her knees. "You can stay down here..." His fingertips gently traced little circles on her thighs. "...Or, you can join me." He knelt a little closer and leaned in to kiss her. It was a swift, emotionless kiss, but it woke her desire nonetheless.
"I'll meet you upstairs." She whispered, kissing him back. Paul gave her a squeeze as he stood up. "Don't be long." He cautioned with a smile. He took his shirt off his as he walked towards the stairs. He looked over his shoulder at her, then dropped his sweats onto the floor at the base of the stairs. She watched him walk up to the second level completely naked. Paul was so full of himself. She laughed softly and walked into the kitchen.
After putting a few things away, she went upstairs and found Paul already in the large octagonal shower. She watched the water roll carelessly off of his well-sculpted muscles. She loved looking at him naked. He turned around to see her standing there. He gave her an inviting smile and opened the door for her. She stepped into the shower and right into his arms. The passion was strong enough between them to make her forget that she didn't love him. The sex was always good and very satisfying. No wonder she kept him around.
* * *
Night had fallen when Chris finally woke from his slumber. He stretched out his arms and got out of the bed. He felt better than he had in days. Before he had the chance to look at the clock, there was a knock at the door.
"Who?" Chris asked as he put a shirt on.
"It's us." The voices said in unison. Chris knew immediately who it was. He opened the door and let them in.
"Man, we were worried SICK about you!" Adam said as he threw his arms around his friend. Chris smiled as Adam patted him on the back, hard.
"What the hell were you thinking?" Kurt asked, taking his turn embracing Chris. Jason walked in behind them and closed the door.
"Glad you're all right." Jason loosely hugged Chris and walked passed him into the room.
"It's good to see you guys." Chris said, looking at his buddies. They stood there, looking like little boys who had just found a lost pet. All he could do was smile.
After Chris got dressed, the four of them went downstairs to the restaurant in the hotel. Adam and Kurt were going on and on about their matches from Smackdown while Jason and Chris shared a plate of Buffalo wings. Soon, the four of them were quiet.
"Go ahead." Chris said, wiping his face and tossing the napkin onto his empty plate. Chris made eye contact with each of them, one at a time.
"Chris, "Adam said, "You don't have to bring it up if you don't want to."
Chris nodded. "It's all right, you guys might as well know." They all looked at Chris intently, worried that he might freak out. "I met her at the hotel after RAW, I thought she wanted to work things out. She asked me for a divorce instead."
"Whoa...."Kurt mumbled. "No way! I am SO SORRY Chris."
"Why the hell would she do that?"" Jason asked, crinkling his face up, "I mean, you guys were great together."
Chris sighed and looked at his plate. He had to keep himself together. "Well, apparently she didn't think so."
Adam's eyes met Chris'. He was the only one that knew the real reason for the split. "Man, I'm sorry." Chris nodded.
"Look, I'll get over it eventually. I'm just glad this happened now before we had any kids." Chris remembered his conversation with Stephanie the night before and smiled to himself. They had talked for hours about their relationships. He wondered what she was doing right now.
"I hear ya." Jason said. "That would've been harder on you, man." Jason chomped on a piece of bread. "You know, I should have realized that she was the reason you didn't show up on Tuesday."
Chris turned to Jason with a confused expression on his face. He had only told Adam, Trish and Stephanie that he was meeting Jessica on Monday night. "I never told you guys that I was meeting her."
"I know you didn't, but we were all staying at the same hotel." Jason continued. "I saw her leaving the hotel on Tuesday when I was checking out."
Adam and Chris both raised their eyebrows. "Jay, she left my room on Monday night almost as soon as she got to the hotel."
Jason gulped his beer and gently rested it on the tabletop. "I'm sorry man, but I know it was Jessica that I saw on Tuesday morning." Jason felt really bad for telling Chris the truth. He felt Chris had the right to know.
Kurt ordered another round of beers from the waitress and inquired about their entrees. He then turned to Chris and said, "do you think she was cheating on you?"
Chris started laughing sarcastically. "No, YA THINK?" Chris slammed his fist onto the table. "I caught her fucking some guy in my bed a few months ago. That's why I kicked her out."
Kurt and Jason sat motionless, completely caught off guard. They hadn't known any of this. "She's left me for him apparently." Chris got up from the table and walked outside.
Kurt was about to follow him. "Let him be." Adam said as he grabbed Kurt's arm. "He needs to cool off."
Jason had a look of disgust on his face. "What the hell? I never would have pegged her for a cheater."
"Any idea who she's sleeping with?" Adam asked.
Kurt looked at both of them. "I'm not sure, but it's obviously going to cause a lot of problems if it's one of the guys."
* * *
Chris stood outside the restaurant, looking in at the guys at the table. They were worse then a bunch of wash women. He laughed to himself. He knew that they were probably trying to figure out who Jessica had been staying with at the hotel. He was wondering that himself. After all, she was supposed to be staying at a different hotel.
What difference did it make now? He was getting a divorce and his relationship with Jessica was over. Did he really want to know who the guy was? That knowledge wouldn't do him any good at this point, but a part him wanted to find out. He pulled out his cell phone when he heard it beeping. He had voicemail.
"Hi Chris, it's me." Chris smiled at the sound of Trish's voice. "I hope everything is ok with you. Adam called me earlier and told me where you were. I'll see you tomorrow at the arena, k? Be good." She was always so sweet. It was a shame that Jessica never believed they were just friends. Trish was a great girl, but there was just no chemistry between them. Chris shook his head.
There was one more message. "Hi Chris, it's Steph. Just wondering how you're holding up. Enjoy your evening and I'll see you at the show tomorrow. Bye Bye." Chris clipped his phone to his belt and walked back in to the restaurant.
The guys stopped talking as soon as Chris sat down. "What?" They all looked at him strangely.
"Who was that on the phone?" Kurt asked innocently.
"I was checking my voicemail."
"Oh." Kurt said, almost disappointed.
"I spoke to Trish before." Adam said as the waitress brought their dinner out. "She couldn't come tonight, so she said she'd see you tomorrow."
"S'ok Adam, she left me a message." Adam nodded and started digging into his food.
"Yeah, but we're here!" Jason said, nudging Chris on the shoulder.
"Who told you guys that I was here anyway?" Chris asked, stuffing his face.
"Stephanie called me this morning and told me." Kurt said with a smile. "Seems she was a little worried about you, my boy."
Jason and Adam smiled and looked at Chris for a reaction. "What are looking at?" Chris acted confused.
"She was worried about you, Chris." Adam teased in a girlish voice. They all had a good laugh at his expense.
"It's good to be the King of the World, eh Chris?" Kurt chuckled. "Got the boss' daughter worried about you and shit?"
"I bet it was her idea to go get you." Jason teased. "Next thing you know, she'll dump Paul and come after you." They all roared with laughter as they started a "Triple H" bashing session. Chris smiled and looked down at his plate. Stephanie McMahon and Chris? The thought released butterflies in his stomach.
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