A.n.: Here is the new chapter! Lol I'm determined to finish this fic if it kills me! Thanx for reading!





"I'll be back in New York in a month." Marshal said hugging her tight on the limo ride to the air port. Reluctantly the two were saying good bye.



"I wish we could stay right here in this limo forever." Stephanie laughed.



"Hey we do have a mini freezer and refrigerator." Marshal smiled kissing her forehead as the limo came to a stop.



"I'll see you in a month." Stephanie kissed his lips intensely.



"A month." He sighed and kissed her again before the limo door was opened and she was helped outside. Getting out he watched as a man took her things to be loaded on the jet. Wrapping her arms around him she sighed contentedly. He kissed her cheek and watched her walk towards the jet.



"I'll call you when I get to Detroit!" He called out and she turned back and smiled.



"I'll call you when I get to Manhattan!" She called back. After the plane lifted off safely and dissapeared into the clouds Marshal headed towards his own jet missing her already.



******************************* 1 Month Later***********************************



"Ms. McMahon!" Mr. Smith called to his advice columnist.



" Yes Mr. Smith!" Stephanie stepped out of her office and he handed her a paper full of figures. "What is this?"



"This is our buy rate!" He exclaimed happily. "We've gone up 95 percent!"



"Great!" Stephanie smiled.



"Well anyway we've been invited to an event tonight in which all of the major magazines in the country will be attending." He said seriously. "As the best columnist I have you have to be there."



"Ok what time?" Stephanie asked.



"Starts at nine I'll pick you up at 8." He nodded. "Oh and dress your best!" He winked at her and she rolled her eyes heading back to her office. Sitting down in the leather chair she sighed. Marshal was coming in 4 days and she had so much to do! The phone rang and she smiled. Thinking of the devil.



"Hello?" Stephanie asked perkily.



"Hello I'm looking for a Stephanie McMahon, long red hair, beautiful build, long sexy legs.do you know her by any chance?" The voice asked.



"Hmmmm I do know a Marie McMahon who has a hot blonde boyfriend who sounds just like you." She grinned into the phone.



"What's his name may be I know him." He asked.



"Marshal..Marshal Mathers." She smiled.



"Hmmm I know him.in fact he's me." He said and she could hear his smile.



"Hey you." She laughed.



"Hey have you heard about the magazine event in New York City?" Marshal asked and she laughed.



"Of course." She smiled.



"Well I'm going tonight are you?" He asked.



"Yeah.hey wait you aren't supposed to be here until Friday!" She laughed excitedly.



"Business calls!" He chuckled.



"Well unfortunately I'm going with someone." She teased.



"Who?" He asked and she heard a hint of jelousy in his voice.



"Mr. Smith. He insists I accompany him." She said sadly.



"Mr. Smith the same guy that's been eyeballing you for the past 3 weeks?" He asked suspiciously.



"Mr. Smith my boss!" She sighed.



"He hasn't tried anything on you has he?" Marshal asked.



"No he's completely professional Marshal!" She groaned.



"I get it I get it. I won't worry..much." He smiled. "I'll see you tonight then Ms. McMahon."



"I'll see you too Mr. Mathers and I expect a dance!" She laughed.



"You got one babe.or maybe two.or three but who the hell will want to count!" He made a kissing sound on the phone.



"Bye." She smiled and hung up the phone.



"Mr. Smith interested in me..yeah right!" She laughed.