That night, Steph let herself into the girls locker room and began to get
ready. She had watched the show and was very impressed by Brock's in-ring
performance. He needed to work on his mic skills, but he was able to
dominate even the biggest opponent. She knew that he was definitely ready
for the big time. And when she had interviewed him, he showed her that he
was mentally ready the grueling schedule. She touched up her make up and
put on a short black leather skirt with a pink halter-top. Then put on a
cover up. She had no idea what she was in for. She put her black high-heel
boots back on. "These will work." She had done some thinking during the
matches about everything that has happened in her life lately. She had
finally decided that she deserved some happiness, and dammit if it was with
him then who cares. "What am I saying, he doesn't like me that way. He's
just trying to be nice."
She walked out and standing before her was Brock in nice khakis and a nice polo shirt. He was leaning against the wall and he looked so hot. "Wow, he looks good." Steph thought to herself.
When Steph walked out of the room, he couldn't believe his eyes, she looked so beautiful. "She looks really good in pink." Brock thought to himself.
Steph blushed,"It looks like I'm underdressed, you look great! Do you want me to go change?" She looked down at her outfit realizing that she looked like she was going clubbing and he looked so dressed up.
"No, no you look great," Brock reassured her. "I didn't know if you had a change of clothes and you looked so dressed up earlier that I didn't want to look under-dressed."
They both laughed at how they were both worried about how they looked for each other. "This feels really good." They both thought to themselves. "Are you ready to go ma'am?" Brock asked holding out his arm in a gentlemanly manner.
"Yes sir I am," Steph replied while taking his arm. "Let's get out of dodge."
Brock led her outside to a big pick-up truck. "I'll help you in," Brock reassured her with a smirk on his face.
Steph looked up at the Ford F-150 with the giant lift kit. "Gee Brock, can't tell that you're from the midwest" Steph said laughing. "I bet this would be great to go driving through the mud and stuff in."
Brock started laughing. Steph looked at him and he had tears he was laughing so hard. "Yeah Steph, it works great to go MUDDIN' in."
Steph giggled a little. " I didn't realize that there was a term for it. I guess in Greenwich there's not a lot of muddin' going on."
Brock helped Steph into the truck and he got in. "Ok, I thought that we would go get some supper and then I'll take you to where we like to go to relax and unwind."
Steph smiled at him. "That sounds great"
Brock glanced over at Steph and she was smiling. "It's good to see you smiling. And hopefully after tonight you'll never stop smiling." Brock felt himself turning red after saying that and turned back to the road. "I can't believe I said that, now she's going to think that I'm hitting on her. God, what if she thinks that I'm only hitting on her to make it to the big time? I'm such an idiot," Brock thought to himself.
Steph was watching Brock's facial expressions as he stared out the windshield. "After tonight he hopes that I'll never stop smiling? Maybe he does like me? I just have to take it slow and easy to make sure that I don't wind up hurt in the long run. Just in case he's only doing this because of the McMahon factor." Steph thought to herself.
They pulled up to a nice restarurant. "Nothin' too fancy, but let me tell you that they make a mean steak." Brock started to say, "Do you eat steak? If you're a vegetarian.."
Steph interrupted him. " Brock, it's ok. Yes I eat steak. I'm not a vegetarian. In my family, I don't think that I would survive as a vegetarian. " Steph said smiling.
"Yeah I guess not huh? Let's go in"
They went in and Steph looked around and it was a nice place. Like Brock said it wasn't anything fancy and formal, but it had a very nice relaxed atmosphere. They were seated at a round table and given water.
Steph sat there and sipped her water while looking at the menu. Brock would look over at her and he couldn't believe his eyes. He loved the way she looked, she was able to look elegant and sophisticated while looking casual and relaxed at the same time. He loved the way that she had one piece of hair that kept falling into her eyes and how she had to tuck it behind her ear. He realized that he was really liked her and couldn't wait to get to know everything about her. He also wanted to know what could cause her to look and be so sad earlier.
Steph could feel him look at her from time to time. And when she would look up she would watch him look at his menu. He looked like a giant but yet seemed like such a teddy bear. And she would try to picture him with his daughter. She liked to watch his mannerisms. He seemed so different then any other guy she had ever been with, and definitely different then Paul.
"Tell me, what's good here? What do you think I should order? Steph asked. "Or do you want to surprise me?"
"You would let me order for you?" Brock asked surprisingly. "Steph, it would be my honor."
So, when the waiter came, Brock ordered them both bacon-wrapped filet mignons with fully loaded baked potatoes and side salads. When the waiter left, Steph looked at him with a fake wicked look, "Gee, Brock, how does a woman stay skinny going to dinner with you?" and they both started laughing.
"So, tell me about yourself." Brock asked Steph.
"Well, maybe I should ask you what don't you know?"
"Give me a summary of you."
"Well, my name is Stephanie Marie McMahon. I grew up in Greenwich, CT with my mom, dad and brother. I went to public school. I went to college. Worked on the show, and now I'm one of the writers."
"Ok, but tell me about you as in you not the technical you." Brock reiterated.
Steph smiled, "Oh, you want to know about the real me.Where to begin. Well, I like to go out and have fun, but at the same time I like to stay home and relax. I love music and movies. I have a huge collection of each. I like to try new things, I'm pretty open-minded when it comes to trying something I've never done before. "
While Steph was talking, Brock was mesmerized. She was the perfect woman. He couldn't believe how much they had in common.
They chatted about what school was like and what college was like. And soon they're food came. When Steph took a bite, she couldn't believe how excellent it was!! "Brock this is amazing. I've never tasted steak that tastes this good." Steph marveled.
"Hey, I'm just glad that you like it. That's what I was worried about." Brock replied. The two ate and made small talk about OVW over the candlelight dinner.
They finished dinner and Brock turned towards Stephanie. "Do you like ice cream?"
"Yeah, I do, why?"
"How about a hot fudge sundae with whip cream and a cherry on top?"
Steph had to try and not let her mind float to the gutter, even though her first thought was Brock wearing nothing but whip cream and a cherry. She felt herself smiling "I would love one." Then she started thinking about Varsity Blues and the infamous whip cream bikini and couldn't hold back anymore, she busted out laughing.
Brock started laughing and looking at her like she was an alien. "What in the world is so funny? Am I missing something?"
"No, well kind of. I was just thinking about Varsity Blues and Darcy's whip cream bikini." Steph said stifling the laughter.
Brock started laughing "you're crazy, I like that."
Steph felt herself blush a little. "God he's amazing" she thought to herself.
The waiter brought out a huge hot fudge sundae with only one spoon. Steph and Brock turned towards eachother and smiled. "I know how to share if you do." Brock said to Steph (who was still a little red)
"Yeah, yeah I can definitely share"
So they scooted their chairs closer to each other and Brock gave Steph a bite of ice cream and then he took a bite. They sat there looking into each other's eyes and sharing the sundae. They took turns who got to hold the spoon, and they looked like two love sick teenagers.
"What do you say we get out of here and go cut loose?" Brock said.
Steph took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. "I would love that."
So he stood up and held his hand out to Steph. Steph smiled and took it. And they walked out to his truck hand in hand.
He helped her into the cab. They started heading to the club when his cell phone rang. He answered it. And Steph couldn't help but eavesdrop a little and she wasn't able to tell who he was talking to. He gave a quick run-down of the last weeks happenings and ended the call with "can't wait to see you too. Love you." And he hung up the phone.
Steph was looking out her window not sure what to think. "I totally forgot, he has a kid. That means that somewhere along the lines is the baby's mom. I'm sure she's in the picture, How stupid can I be? I don't know what I'm doing here." Steph felt herself start to tear up. She looked up at the ceiling of the truck and seen pictures of him and Mya. "She is so beautiful, I bet her mom is gorgeous."
"So tell me, what do you think of kids?" Brock asked Steph noticing that she was looking at the pictures of Mya.
"Well, I know that I want kids someday. I love kids. But being in the business, it's hard to have children unless you're a really strong person and you really have someone there to support you. But I'm not opposed to children. I've never been with someone who has kids." Steph replied. "The one time I started to fall for someone who had a child they decided to go back to work things out with his child's mom." "I'm sorry that happened to you." Brock answered. "To be completely honest with you, Mya was a surprise. We weren't planning on having kids for awhile, but she is the best thing that has ever happened to me."
"I've heard that about kids," Steph said. "I bet you make a great dad"
"Thanks. Speaking about parents, I have to apologize." Brock said to Steph.
"For what?"
"Mom's call. I usually call her every week and I hadn't called her yet this week."
Steph breathed a sigh of relief. "That's sweet."
"Well, here we are. May I have this dance?" Brock asked.
Steph smiled broadly "Of course you can."
***Well, let me know what you think. What could happen at the club? Will love bloom? Or will one of them make a fool out of themselves after a few to many drinks? Steph hasn't mentioned Paul to Brock yet and Brock hasn't mentioned Nicole to Steph yet..will the alcohol bring that out?" Pls R/R and if you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know!!!
She walked out and standing before her was Brock in nice khakis and a nice polo shirt. He was leaning against the wall and he looked so hot. "Wow, he looks good." Steph thought to herself.
When Steph walked out of the room, he couldn't believe his eyes, she looked so beautiful. "She looks really good in pink." Brock thought to himself.
Steph blushed,"It looks like I'm underdressed, you look great! Do you want me to go change?" She looked down at her outfit realizing that she looked like she was going clubbing and he looked so dressed up.
"No, no you look great," Brock reassured her. "I didn't know if you had a change of clothes and you looked so dressed up earlier that I didn't want to look under-dressed."
They both laughed at how they were both worried about how they looked for each other. "This feels really good." They both thought to themselves. "Are you ready to go ma'am?" Brock asked holding out his arm in a gentlemanly manner.
"Yes sir I am," Steph replied while taking his arm. "Let's get out of dodge."
Brock led her outside to a big pick-up truck. "I'll help you in," Brock reassured her with a smirk on his face.
Steph looked up at the Ford F-150 with the giant lift kit. "Gee Brock, can't tell that you're from the midwest" Steph said laughing. "I bet this would be great to go driving through the mud and stuff in."
Brock started laughing. Steph looked at him and he had tears he was laughing so hard. "Yeah Steph, it works great to go MUDDIN' in."
Steph giggled a little. " I didn't realize that there was a term for it. I guess in Greenwich there's not a lot of muddin' going on."
Brock helped Steph into the truck and he got in. "Ok, I thought that we would go get some supper and then I'll take you to where we like to go to relax and unwind."
Steph smiled at him. "That sounds great"
Brock glanced over at Steph and she was smiling. "It's good to see you smiling. And hopefully after tonight you'll never stop smiling." Brock felt himself turning red after saying that and turned back to the road. "I can't believe I said that, now she's going to think that I'm hitting on her. God, what if she thinks that I'm only hitting on her to make it to the big time? I'm such an idiot," Brock thought to himself.
Steph was watching Brock's facial expressions as he stared out the windshield. "After tonight he hopes that I'll never stop smiling? Maybe he does like me? I just have to take it slow and easy to make sure that I don't wind up hurt in the long run. Just in case he's only doing this because of the McMahon factor." Steph thought to herself.
They pulled up to a nice restarurant. "Nothin' too fancy, but let me tell you that they make a mean steak." Brock started to say, "Do you eat steak? If you're a vegetarian.."
Steph interrupted him. " Brock, it's ok. Yes I eat steak. I'm not a vegetarian. In my family, I don't think that I would survive as a vegetarian. " Steph said smiling.
"Yeah I guess not huh? Let's go in"
They went in and Steph looked around and it was a nice place. Like Brock said it wasn't anything fancy and formal, but it had a very nice relaxed atmosphere. They were seated at a round table and given water.
Steph sat there and sipped her water while looking at the menu. Brock would look over at her and he couldn't believe his eyes. He loved the way she looked, she was able to look elegant and sophisticated while looking casual and relaxed at the same time. He loved the way that she had one piece of hair that kept falling into her eyes and how she had to tuck it behind her ear. He realized that he was really liked her and couldn't wait to get to know everything about her. He also wanted to know what could cause her to look and be so sad earlier.
Steph could feel him look at her from time to time. And when she would look up she would watch him look at his menu. He looked like a giant but yet seemed like such a teddy bear. And she would try to picture him with his daughter. She liked to watch his mannerisms. He seemed so different then any other guy she had ever been with, and definitely different then Paul.
"Tell me, what's good here? What do you think I should order? Steph asked. "Or do you want to surprise me?"
"You would let me order for you?" Brock asked surprisingly. "Steph, it would be my honor."
So, when the waiter came, Brock ordered them both bacon-wrapped filet mignons with fully loaded baked potatoes and side salads. When the waiter left, Steph looked at him with a fake wicked look, "Gee, Brock, how does a woman stay skinny going to dinner with you?" and they both started laughing.
"So, tell me about yourself." Brock asked Steph.
"Well, maybe I should ask you what don't you know?"
"Give me a summary of you."
"Well, my name is Stephanie Marie McMahon. I grew up in Greenwich, CT with my mom, dad and brother. I went to public school. I went to college. Worked on the show, and now I'm one of the writers."
"Ok, but tell me about you as in you not the technical you." Brock reiterated.
Steph smiled, "Oh, you want to know about the real me.Where to begin. Well, I like to go out and have fun, but at the same time I like to stay home and relax. I love music and movies. I have a huge collection of each. I like to try new things, I'm pretty open-minded when it comes to trying something I've never done before. "
While Steph was talking, Brock was mesmerized. She was the perfect woman. He couldn't believe how much they had in common.
They chatted about what school was like and what college was like. And soon they're food came. When Steph took a bite, she couldn't believe how excellent it was!! "Brock this is amazing. I've never tasted steak that tastes this good." Steph marveled.
"Hey, I'm just glad that you like it. That's what I was worried about." Brock replied. The two ate and made small talk about OVW over the candlelight dinner.
They finished dinner and Brock turned towards Stephanie. "Do you like ice cream?"
"Yeah, I do, why?"
"How about a hot fudge sundae with whip cream and a cherry on top?"
Steph had to try and not let her mind float to the gutter, even though her first thought was Brock wearing nothing but whip cream and a cherry. She felt herself smiling "I would love one." Then she started thinking about Varsity Blues and the infamous whip cream bikini and couldn't hold back anymore, she busted out laughing.
Brock started laughing and looking at her like she was an alien. "What in the world is so funny? Am I missing something?"
"No, well kind of. I was just thinking about Varsity Blues and Darcy's whip cream bikini." Steph said stifling the laughter.
Brock started laughing "you're crazy, I like that."
Steph felt herself blush a little. "God he's amazing" she thought to herself.
The waiter brought out a huge hot fudge sundae with only one spoon. Steph and Brock turned towards eachother and smiled. "I know how to share if you do." Brock said to Steph (who was still a little red)
"Yeah, yeah I can definitely share"
So they scooted their chairs closer to each other and Brock gave Steph a bite of ice cream and then he took a bite. They sat there looking into each other's eyes and sharing the sundae. They took turns who got to hold the spoon, and they looked like two love sick teenagers.
"What do you say we get out of here and go cut loose?" Brock said.
Steph took a deep breath and looked into his eyes. "I would love that."
So he stood up and held his hand out to Steph. Steph smiled and took it. And they walked out to his truck hand in hand.
He helped her into the cab. They started heading to the club when his cell phone rang. He answered it. And Steph couldn't help but eavesdrop a little and she wasn't able to tell who he was talking to. He gave a quick run-down of the last weeks happenings and ended the call with "can't wait to see you too. Love you." And he hung up the phone.
Steph was looking out her window not sure what to think. "I totally forgot, he has a kid. That means that somewhere along the lines is the baby's mom. I'm sure she's in the picture, How stupid can I be? I don't know what I'm doing here." Steph felt herself start to tear up. She looked up at the ceiling of the truck and seen pictures of him and Mya. "She is so beautiful, I bet her mom is gorgeous."
"So tell me, what do you think of kids?" Brock asked Steph noticing that she was looking at the pictures of Mya.
"Well, I know that I want kids someday. I love kids. But being in the business, it's hard to have children unless you're a really strong person and you really have someone there to support you. But I'm not opposed to children. I've never been with someone who has kids." Steph replied. "The one time I started to fall for someone who had a child they decided to go back to work things out with his child's mom." "I'm sorry that happened to you." Brock answered. "To be completely honest with you, Mya was a surprise. We weren't planning on having kids for awhile, but she is the best thing that has ever happened to me."
"I've heard that about kids," Steph said. "I bet you make a great dad"
"Thanks. Speaking about parents, I have to apologize." Brock said to Steph.
"For what?"
"Mom's call. I usually call her every week and I hadn't called her yet this week."
Steph breathed a sigh of relief. "That's sweet."
"Well, here we are. May I have this dance?" Brock asked.
Steph smiled broadly "Of course you can."
***Well, let me know what you think. What could happen at the club? Will love bloom? Or will one of them make a fool out of themselves after a few to many drinks? Steph hasn't mentioned Paul to Brock yet and Brock hasn't mentioned Nicole to Steph yet..will the alcohol bring that out?" Pls R/R and if you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know!!!
