A.N.: I know that ya'll expected the scorned woman to appear in the
previous chapter but I decided last minute to put her in this one which
will make more sense lol. Ok so here's the next chapter.
"Spill!" Lita grabbed her friend's arm and yanked her down into a seat at the hotel resturant.
"Would you believe me if I did?" Stephanie asked.
"I'm going to kill you if you don't." Lita squealed.
"Ok ok!" Stephanie laughed. "We didn't do it."
"What?" Lita asked her eyes round as saucers. "But he answered the door with his pants unbuttoned, no boxers on, and shirtless!"
"I know.. Marshal Mathers doesn't wear boxers or briefs." Stephanie grinned.
"Oh my God." Lita said seriously. "You should see the glow on your face."
"What can I say.I'm in love." Stephanie said dreamily.
"Hey whatcha doin'?" Marshal asked his girlfriend as she set a pale yellow piece of paper on a big pile of other multi-colored pieces of paper. She was steadily typing on her laptop sprawled out on the bed.
"Finishing up the last letter for the advice column so that I can send it in via E-mail." Stephanie said her eye's never leaving the screen. "There." Stephanie said seconds later a pleased smile happening upon her face.
"I think Mr. Smith will be very pleased but I have to be in on Monday." Stephanie said.
"Did he say that?" Marshal asked grabbing some stuff out of his suitcase which he'd brought over from the original hotel he was staying at. Pulling a few things out of his bag he walked over.
"No I just feel like I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't work at my desk most of the time." Stephanie said. "I just wouldn't feel professional."
"Interesting." Marshal commented. "So. I'm about to take my shower.join me?"
"How about.not?" Stephanie said.
"Ok. but you only get to see THE ass in THE shower." Marshal laughed shaking his butt a little.
For the first time in a while he felt really relaxed he couldn't wait to talk to his daughter the day after even though Stephanie was going back. At least he'd be calm when he was around her and not so..closed up and trapped. Not that he didn't love his daughter and want to give her the best he could give. He just didn't feel right sometimes being around her when he had bottled up anger or tension so thick that you couldn't slip a knife through it.
"Well on that note." Stephanie grinned as he turned the shower on and took off his clothes.
Jumping up from the bed she ran fully clothed into the shower attacking him with kisses. In a matter of minutes she was soaked but still warm. He shut the shower door and she leaned against it as he kissed her slowly. Both unaware of someone in the hotel room. The continued the make out session in the shower. His hands rubbed under the fabric of her tank top as he kissed lightly then hungrily down her neck. She shuddered violently when he pulled at the straps of her tank top kissing down her neck and over her shoulder. Leaning her chin on his shoulder she reveled in the sensation until he stopped abruptly and looked at her a concerned look on his face. With water running down his body he looked absolutely amazing. Cupping her face in his hands he looked in her eyes.
"What's that mark on your shoulder?" He asked raising his voice to be heard over the shower.
"I got it last night when I hit the wall." Stephanie said.
"Villion did that to you?" Marshal stated more than asked his eyes going ice cold with a harsh anger.
"It might have just been my dog Max he sometimes scratches me when he's trying to wake me up." Stephanie said.
"It looks really recent." Marshal said.
"Look baby it's nothing really." Stephanie said.
"But.." Marshal started and bit his tongue to stop the violent words from slipping from his mouth.
"Nothing." Stephanie said kissing him.
'Click'
'Flash'
'Click'
'Flash'
'Click'
"Oh my God!" Stephanie screamed realizing what the sound was when she saw the flashes hit the wall. Marshal grabbed a towel hanging in the shower placed it over her face so the camera men couldn't catch pictures of her.
Grabbing his robe that he had hung in the shower he put it on his back to the flashes still going on. Sliding the door open he glared angrily at the 5 men in the bathroom. They lowered their cameras after snapping a photo of his angry face and something else he wasn't sure of. Turning on their heels they began to run from the room in fear. The door slammed shut and Marshal pounded on it angrily walking back to the bathroom he found Stephanie on the floor of the shower the towel over her face her knees pulled tightly against her chest. Kneeling down he qwelled his anger to ask her if she was alright.
"I'm fine.." Stephanie sobbed.
"Thought you'd be used to stuff like this." Marshal said turning the shower off and climbing in with her wrapping his arms around her.
"Yeah well wrestlers don't normally appear on the covers of tabliods." Stephanie said sobbing into his shoulder.
He then realized why she was so upset. She could loose her job if they got a recognizable shot of her and printed the paper. She was supposed to be there visiting her injured brother not making out in the shower with Marshal Mathers aka Eminem.
A tall blonde woman stood just outside the door. A cats grin upon her face as the men rushed out the door. She suspected that Marshal would get angry and chase them out. Skidding to a halt they looked at their boss waiting further instruction while trying to catch their breaths. Her grin widened when she saw each with a camera in their hand.
"Did you get what I asked for?" She asked.
"Yes Ma'am I also got one of her face." One of the men said.
"Perfect..I'll get you yet Marshal Mathers and then everything that you treasure will be mine."
"Spill!" Lita grabbed her friend's arm and yanked her down into a seat at the hotel resturant.
"Would you believe me if I did?" Stephanie asked.
"I'm going to kill you if you don't." Lita squealed.
"Ok ok!" Stephanie laughed. "We didn't do it."
"What?" Lita asked her eyes round as saucers. "But he answered the door with his pants unbuttoned, no boxers on, and shirtless!"
"I know.. Marshal Mathers doesn't wear boxers or briefs." Stephanie grinned.
"Oh my God." Lita said seriously. "You should see the glow on your face."
"What can I say.I'm in love." Stephanie said dreamily.
"Hey whatcha doin'?" Marshal asked his girlfriend as she set a pale yellow piece of paper on a big pile of other multi-colored pieces of paper. She was steadily typing on her laptop sprawled out on the bed.
"Finishing up the last letter for the advice column so that I can send it in via E-mail." Stephanie said her eye's never leaving the screen. "There." Stephanie said seconds later a pleased smile happening upon her face.
"I think Mr. Smith will be very pleased but I have to be in on Monday." Stephanie said.
"Did he say that?" Marshal asked grabbing some stuff out of his suitcase which he'd brought over from the original hotel he was staying at. Pulling a few things out of his bag he walked over.
"No I just feel like I wouldn't be doing my job if I didn't work at my desk most of the time." Stephanie said. "I just wouldn't feel professional."
"Interesting." Marshal commented. "So. I'm about to take my shower.join me?"
"How about.not?" Stephanie said.
"Ok. but you only get to see THE ass in THE shower." Marshal laughed shaking his butt a little.
For the first time in a while he felt really relaxed he couldn't wait to talk to his daughter the day after even though Stephanie was going back. At least he'd be calm when he was around her and not so..closed up and trapped. Not that he didn't love his daughter and want to give her the best he could give. He just didn't feel right sometimes being around her when he had bottled up anger or tension so thick that you couldn't slip a knife through it.
"Well on that note." Stephanie grinned as he turned the shower on and took off his clothes.
Jumping up from the bed she ran fully clothed into the shower attacking him with kisses. In a matter of minutes she was soaked but still warm. He shut the shower door and she leaned against it as he kissed her slowly. Both unaware of someone in the hotel room. The continued the make out session in the shower. His hands rubbed under the fabric of her tank top as he kissed lightly then hungrily down her neck. She shuddered violently when he pulled at the straps of her tank top kissing down her neck and over her shoulder. Leaning her chin on his shoulder she reveled in the sensation until he stopped abruptly and looked at her a concerned look on his face. With water running down his body he looked absolutely amazing. Cupping her face in his hands he looked in her eyes.
"What's that mark on your shoulder?" He asked raising his voice to be heard over the shower.
"I got it last night when I hit the wall." Stephanie said.
"Villion did that to you?" Marshal stated more than asked his eyes going ice cold with a harsh anger.
"It might have just been my dog Max he sometimes scratches me when he's trying to wake me up." Stephanie said.
"It looks really recent." Marshal said.
"Look baby it's nothing really." Stephanie said.
"But.." Marshal started and bit his tongue to stop the violent words from slipping from his mouth.
"Nothing." Stephanie said kissing him.
'Click'
'Flash'
'Click'
'Flash'
'Click'
"Oh my God!" Stephanie screamed realizing what the sound was when she saw the flashes hit the wall. Marshal grabbed a towel hanging in the shower placed it over her face so the camera men couldn't catch pictures of her.
Grabbing his robe that he had hung in the shower he put it on his back to the flashes still going on. Sliding the door open he glared angrily at the 5 men in the bathroom. They lowered their cameras after snapping a photo of his angry face and something else he wasn't sure of. Turning on their heels they began to run from the room in fear. The door slammed shut and Marshal pounded on it angrily walking back to the bathroom he found Stephanie on the floor of the shower the towel over her face her knees pulled tightly against her chest. Kneeling down he qwelled his anger to ask her if she was alright.
"I'm fine.." Stephanie sobbed.
"Thought you'd be used to stuff like this." Marshal said turning the shower off and climbing in with her wrapping his arms around her.
"Yeah well wrestlers don't normally appear on the covers of tabliods." Stephanie said sobbing into his shoulder.
He then realized why she was so upset. She could loose her job if they got a recognizable shot of her and printed the paper. She was supposed to be there visiting her injured brother not making out in the shower with Marshal Mathers aka Eminem.
A tall blonde woman stood just outside the door. A cats grin upon her face as the men rushed out the door. She suspected that Marshal would get angry and chase them out. Skidding to a halt they looked at their boss waiting further instruction while trying to catch their breaths. Her grin widened when she saw each with a camera in their hand.
"Did you get what I asked for?" She asked.
"Yes Ma'am I also got one of her face." One of the men said.
"Perfect..I'll get you yet Marshal Mathers and then everything that you treasure will be mine."