Happy New Year everybody :: Raises a glass:: I think my resolution is not to make promises I can't keep because I did say during this holiday I would update more and I think I've actually succeeded in sending out less chapters so far then I normally do in the same time so - yeay me! You'd think seeing as how its the Christmas season they'd be more lenient with the homework (Well, maybe if I hadn't left all my photography work till now....) Anyway I apologise for the lack of updates but being me it will probably still be a few days before I even consider updating - So enjoy what you have lol and let me know what you think! (Cos after saying this you may not want me to send out anymore ::Shrugs::)
Womanly Wiles - Chapter 8
"Jeffy honey let me in, I come bearing gifts. And good news!" Ria banged on the door to her/Jeff/Shane's hotel room, calling agitatedly. Finally Shane opened the door, dressed only in a pair of forest green boxer's. "Dammit woman why can't you take a key?" He grumbled, then visibly cheering at the bottles in Ria's arms. "Call Stacy, Jay and Chris - Try and ditch Andrew if possible." She instructed Shane as she lay her goods on the bed and lifted the room service menu. "Oh and tell them to bring the contents of their Mini Bars."
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Five minutes later Shane was inviting everyone in, with Ria watching from the bed, the phone cradled between her shoulder and head. She was pleased to note a lack of Andrew as she began scrawling on the pad in her hand. "PIZZA ORDERS." Shane read, adding his own and passing the list around. He still hadn't got a clue what Ria was on, but he knew when Jeff got back from his 'meeting' with Hunter, he would be in for a big surprise.
"Would someone like to tell me what the hell is going on?"
Talk about right on cue.
Ria replaced the handset and rose from the bed, running up to Jeff and planting a kiss on his cheek "I've got the best news and we are celebrating!" At this point the pizza pad got back round to Ria who chucked it at Shane. "Order honey?" She asked, batting her eyelashes a little. Ria belatedly noticed that Hunter was standing just inside the open hotel door, a bemused look on his face. At the sight she momentarily frosted up, but quickly calmed herself. Turning on a sultry smile, she swaggered over to him, gently placed a hand on his shoulders rubbing them slightly. She knew Jeff was bristling, but decided this could yield positive results. "Sorry Hunter" she said, edging him backwards. Once he was stood outside the door she gave final pout, stroking the door suggestively, and blowing him a kiss, said "Private Party." before slamming the door shut in his face.
She spun round, surveying the room. All its occupants were staring at her open mouthed, all from shock but for Jeff who wore an expression of distinct annoyance.
"Don't look at me like that. If your that desperate for a fuck I'm sure someone," She motioned round the room "Would oblige." With that she sat him down on his bed, and through him the PPV listings. Realising she had only cured one of her problems she turned back round. "Shane Pizza?"
"Half an hour."
"Great. Drinks?" She asked everyone else, motioning to her bed, on which was already sat a wide selection of alcohol. She smiled as the pile grew flashing everyone a happy smile as she went in search of glasses.
When each person in the room had a glass and each glass was full of Champagne she turned to the group. "I guess you want an explanation?"
"Would be nice." Jeff glared, throwing down the PPV guide.
"Well, I thought you'd all be pleased to know that I've decided."
"Decided what?" Shane asked, though he was pretty sure he knew.
"What I'm going to do." She grinned. "I've spoken to Stephanie..." The group gave her a confused look.
"And Eric, and I've spoken to my old employer's...."
"Cut the suspense crap! Tell us already!" Jeff snapped, but his eyes were dancing with happiness instead of anger.
"I am now a contracted Raw Diva. Soon to be valet of the rising tag team of Chris Jericho and Christian."
"That's great!" Jay and Stacy shouted jumping up and wrapping their arms around the triumphantly smiling Ria. Shane and Jeff waited before pulling her down on the bed between them and hugging her. When they let her go she looked up to see Chris watching her, his face unreadable. "What's up Chris worried that having another beautiful woman at ringside might steal your spotlight?"
"No one could distract from me Darling, no. I was just thinking, last I heard me and Jay were being separated for a while...just wondering how they intend on doing that."
"Ours is not to reason why...or in this case how." Ria laughed, lifting her glass of champagne.
"Toast?" Shane asked.
"God no, what are we civilised?" Ria replied, smirking but Jeff piped up anyway, putting on a posh tone.
"To the most beautiful of all diva's and the most attractive valet in the federation." He raised his glass to Stacy, smiling at her, before adding. "Oh, and to Ria as well"
Ria downed her glass in one gulp and threw herself at Jeff. "Little Shit!" She cried, grabbing a pillow and beginning to smother him with it. After a few moments he managed to reverse, and began tickling her, which she in turn finally over came to put him in what was the strangest headlock ever, not helped by their horizontal position. This squirmish of reversal's continued for quite a while, they both even fell off the bed, and were hidden from view, without breaking their tussle. That is until Shane called "Pizza." At which point both their heads poked up like rabbits, and they both leapt to their feet.
Showing their hair to be in disarray and their clothes worse. Ria tugged at the strap of her bra, which was currently painfully digging into her upper arm, and ran to the door to pay the delivery boy. "Y'know there's an extra charge for hotel...." The boy said his voice trailing out at the site of the dishevelled beauty, smiling sweetly at him. He gulped before trying to repeat his sentiment, but she took the boxes from his arm's checking the receipt and handing him the money. A mischievous glint appeared in her eye, and she suddenly leaned over and kissed his cheek. "Your tip." She told him, before spinning round and closing the door with her hips. For a moment the boy stared at the now closed door before saying to himself. "Wow, Did Hurricane really just open that door?"
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3 1/2 hours and a whole lotta alcohol later.
"So, if you HAD to sleep with one of the MALES in this room, which one would it be?" Ria asked Chris, an eyebrow raised. The alcohol had softened her voice, making it almost innocent and the grin on her face was pure immaturity.
The whole group was sat in a circle playing, in true teenage tradition, truth or dare. All were in various states of undress after a game of strip poker, in which Ria had cleared up. Chris and Jay had been reduced to boxer's, whilst Shane and Jeff were topless, Stacy in just her bra but still in her trousers, whilst Ria was the only one still fully dressed. The game had ended because Chris and Jay had refused to lose everything and the girls had dumped glasses of cold water in their laps.
"Come one Chris, which man?" Stacy probed. He looked around the circle and after much hesitation he sighed.
"Jeff, cos he's the most feminine!"
"I am not!" Jeff shouted pouncing on Chris who was sat opposite, and pushing him over.
"Guy's the vodka!" Ria shouted grabbing the bottle they were very close to knocking over, and placing it between her and Stacy.
"Ria's turn!" Jay called as Chris and Jeff kept struggling.
"DARE!" She called triumphantly, "But first..." She jumped and ran for the bathroom.
When she came back she heard Stacy call "No fair ain't my dare! And you know her - she won't care!"
"Stacy has a point. I'm a slut making me kiss hers nothing - more of a dare to keep in mind for her." Ria giggled pre-empting what they were about to challenge her.
"Well, then....." Jay trailed off deep in thought when Shane called out triumphantly.
"Make her go wake up Kane."
"That's a dare?"
"In only a bra and pants. Tell him your locked out of your room and can't get back in, can you spend the night with him and Rob."
"That ain't so bad." She reasoned but Stacy jumped up.
"NO! Imagine in the morning....And Rob will kill you!"
"Stacy!" Jeff scolded, his voice muffled due to the fact his face was shoved in Chris's armpit. "You haven't drunk enough - your being reasonable!"
"She has a point though....I refuse my dare!"
"Then its truth..." Stacy said smiling "And I have the perfect question. You won't tell me when your sober so....What's happened between you, Jeff and Shane huh?"
Shane, Jay and Stacy all stared intently at her, and Chris tried to. Ria bit her lip, she may be drunk but not drunk enough to offer this kind of information easily. "ARGH!" All gazes turned to Chris, who was being pinned to the floor by Jeff, his lips pressed against Chris's.
The room watched gob smacked (Cept Ria.) as Jeff continued to kiss Chris a few moments longer, before falling back and laughing. "Hey Chris, ask yourself if I kiss like a pansy!"