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Brock knew that he had to do something spectacular to show her that he was the man for her. He was falling in love with her, and he couldn't bear to lose her now. He decided that it was time to go full throttle for her. He was calling Linda.
Linda was out shopping when her phone rang, "Hello, Linda McMahon speaking."
Brock smiled, they were always so professional on the phone. "Hi Linda, it's Brock."
"Oh, hi Brock! What can I do for you?"
"Well, I was wondering, by any chance in the world do you know what time Steph's flight is due at the airport?"
"Well, I talked to her this morning and she said that she was landing at 7:10 p.m. in Greenwich."
"Perfect, thanks a lot Linda, and by the way, I didn't call you." Brock advised Linda.
Linda chuckled, "I know nothing, have a good time." And she hung up shaking her head. "Kids in love," she thought to herself.
Stephanie's plane landed at 7:20 p.m. and Steph was one of the last ones off of the plane. She knew that there would be a limo waiting for her, so she didn't need to rush. She walked into the terminal and seen a driver holding a sign that said McMahon on it. She walked over to him, "Hi, are you here for Stephanie?"
The guy nodded, "Yes ma'am I am, would you like me to go and get your luggage?"
Steph smiled, "No, that's ok, where should I meet you?"
"I'll pull up right outside of door 7."
"Ok, sounds good, I'll be there as soon as I get through the luggage line."
Steph waited for her luggage and it never came. Steph was furious, "Can my day get any worse?" She stormed off to the desk and spoke to someone about her luggage and it turned up on another plane headed for Phoenix. It would take 3 days for her luggage to come back. "Fine, just get me my luggage unharmed, that's all I ask for."
She walked out to door 7 and found the limo driver, "Ma'am where's your luggage?"
"Don't ask, let's just go, I want to go home."
"Can I have the address?" the driver asked.
"Sorry, I forgot that you're not the normal driver, is he on vacation? Steph asked writing it down for him.
The driver nodded, "Yeah, he took the night off."
"That's nice, he works a lot."
He shut the door for Steph and they started driving. They pulled up in front of her house. He went and opened the door for her, "Here you go ma'am is there anything else I can do for you?"
"No, no that's ok, just take the rest of the night off." Steph said waving to him she got up to the front door and noticed that it was slightly open. Steph started to cry, what more could possibly happen to her? Paul was a lying asshole who was just playing with her emotions the entire time, Her luggage was on it's way to Phoenix, her laptop died on the plane so she didn't have her storylines in order for Raw so she would have to skip her nice hot bath for some long hours on her home computer so she could have everything done on time, she would also have to retype her presentation for her father because when the laptop died it took the file with it, she hadn't saved it yet and now her house was broken into and she had to catch a flight at 8:00 a.m. to make it to Raw on time so she could meet with her father and mother and the board regarding the overseas negotiations. She started to walk in slowly just in case the burglar was still inside.
Steph walked in to the house and noticed that there were rose pedals on the floor in a trail towards the back of the house. "Great, it's a stalker, what more can happen?" Steph started to cry a little harder but was still quiet. As she walked down the hall she looked around and there were candles lighting her way. "What is this?" But she was too intrigued to stop and call the police. She kept walking and soon she could smell something cooking. She was trying to stop crying, but she didn't know why she couldn't stop. When she got to the door, she started crying even harder.
There was Brock, barbecuing steaks and potatoes on the grill, the patio furniture was lit up by candles and there were floating candles and rose petals in the pool, there was romantic music playing on the boom box he had brought out there.
Steph opened the door, and choked out "Brock Edward Lesnar," Steph began.
He turned around slowly, no one ever called him that except for his parents. "Yes Stephanie Marie McMahon." Then he could see how red her face was from crying so much.
"I love you Brock, I missed you so much!" Steph said crying, and she ran over to him and held him.
Brock picked her up in his arms and twirled her around. He was so afraid that he would never hear those words. "Steph, I love you too." He set her back down so he could start dishing up their plates. "Over dinner, I want to know why you look like you've been bawling your eyes out."
"Only if you kiss me first." Steph answered back.
Brock wrapped his arms around her and gave her a very passionate kiss. "I've missed kissing you." He told her while looking into her eyes.
"I've missed what you make me." Steph told him.
He helped her sit down and dished up her plate. They sat and Steph told him everything that had happened to her and Brock told him everything that happened with him. After dinner, Brock and Steph danced with each other under the moon light and after their third dance, Steph got a sadness in her eyes.
"What's wrong Steph?" Brock asked with concern.
"I just remembered, I have so much work to do so I'm caught up for tomorrow, I have a flight to catch at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow but I don't want this night to end. After everything that happened today I had planned on coming home and soaking in a nice hot bath for hours but then I couldn't because my laptop died and took everything that I had done with it. So I couldn't, and then you surprised me with all of this, and I just don't want the night to end."
Brock held her tight, "What if we work together to get your work done? We can pull an all-nighter and you can sleep on the plane on the way to Raw? I can help you type up what you need done, you can type whatever I can't see and I can type up what I can and then I can run you a nice, hot bubble bath and we can spend the night enjoying each other's company and then I'll drive you to the airport and you can be on your way?"
Steph smiled at him, "Brock that sounds really nice, but you shouldn't have to do that."
"I want to Steph, I want to help you out."
Steph nodded her head, "Ok, if you want to help, then I'll show you what you can do."
For the next 3 hours, Brock re-typed up her presentation and Steph worked on the storylines. It was now 2:00 a.m. and they finished everything. Brock got up and kissed her on the foreheasd and went upstairs to run her the bath he promised her.
He put some floating candles in the sink and made sure that there were lots of bubbles in the bathtub. He went downstairs to get Steph. "Honey, your bath is ready."
Steph walked up to the tub and gasped, "Wow Brock, this is great!"
"I'm glad you like it."
She went over to Brock and gave him a very passionate kiss, "I think that you should help me take my bath," Steph said in a very sultry voice. She began to unbutton his shirt while kissing him.
He began to undress Stephanie slowly and seductively. He was bound and determined to make sure that she felt loved today. He started to kiss her neck and nibble on her earlobes.
Steph let a little moan escape as he hit one of her hot spots. She began to undo his pants and she couldn't believe how big he got when he was aroused. She had honestly never seen him fully naked while being aroused.
She giggled a little and looked into him, "I guess I know why they call you the Next Big Thing."
He started to chuckle with her, he helped her into the bathtub, and together they showed each other just how much they truly cared about each other.
**Well, what do you think? Does anyone think that the story should be more graphic or is it ok where it's at? I've never written a graphic story, so please let me know what you think! Thank you so much for the loyalty of Aiyh-Sa, Writie and WWEFanFicAddict, I honestly think that you are the only ones reading this story because I don't have any reviews from anyone else, but I'm glad that you guys enjoy this!! More tomorrow, what holds for Brock and Stephanie's future??***
Brock knew that he had to do something spectacular to show her that he was the man for her. He was falling in love with her, and he couldn't bear to lose her now. He decided that it was time to go full throttle for her. He was calling Linda.
Linda was out shopping when her phone rang, "Hello, Linda McMahon speaking."
Brock smiled, they were always so professional on the phone. "Hi Linda, it's Brock."
"Oh, hi Brock! What can I do for you?"
"Well, I was wondering, by any chance in the world do you know what time Steph's flight is due at the airport?"
"Well, I talked to her this morning and she said that she was landing at 7:10 p.m. in Greenwich."
"Perfect, thanks a lot Linda, and by the way, I didn't call you." Brock advised Linda.
Linda chuckled, "I know nothing, have a good time." And she hung up shaking her head. "Kids in love," she thought to herself.
Stephanie's plane landed at 7:20 p.m. and Steph was one of the last ones off of the plane. She knew that there would be a limo waiting for her, so she didn't need to rush. She walked into the terminal and seen a driver holding a sign that said McMahon on it. She walked over to him, "Hi, are you here for Stephanie?"
The guy nodded, "Yes ma'am I am, would you like me to go and get your luggage?"
Steph smiled, "No, that's ok, where should I meet you?"
"I'll pull up right outside of door 7."
"Ok, sounds good, I'll be there as soon as I get through the luggage line."
Steph waited for her luggage and it never came. Steph was furious, "Can my day get any worse?" She stormed off to the desk and spoke to someone about her luggage and it turned up on another plane headed for Phoenix. It would take 3 days for her luggage to come back. "Fine, just get me my luggage unharmed, that's all I ask for."
She walked out to door 7 and found the limo driver, "Ma'am where's your luggage?"
"Don't ask, let's just go, I want to go home."
"Can I have the address?" the driver asked.
"Sorry, I forgot that you're not the normal driver, is he on vacation? Steph asked writing it down for him.
The driver nodded, "Yeah, he took the night off."
"That's nice, he works a lot."
He shut the door for Steph and they started driving. They pulled up in front of her house. He went and opened the door for her, "Here you go ma'am is there anything else I can do for you?"
"No, no that's ok, just take the rest of the night off." Steph said waving to him she got up to the front door and noticed that it was slightly open. Steph started to cry, what more could possibly happen to her? Paul was a lying asshole who was just playing with her emotions the entire time, Her luggage was on it's way to Phoenix, her laptop died on the plane so she didn't have her storylines in order for Raw so she would have to skip her nice hot bath for some long hours on her home computer so she could have everything done on time, she would also have to retype her presentation for her father because when the laptop died it took the file with it, she hadn't saved it yet and now her house was broken into and she had to catch a flight at 8:00 a.m. to make it to Raw on time so she could meet with her father and mother and the board regarding the overseas negotiations. She started to walk in slowly just in case the burglar was still inside.
Steph walked in to the house and noticed that there were rose pedals on the floor in a trail towards the back of the house. "Great, it's a stalker, what more can happen?" Steph started to cry a little harder but was still quiet. As she walked down the hall she looked around and there were candles lighting her way. "What is this?" But she was too intrigued to stop and call the police. She kept walking and soon she could smell something cooking. She was trying to stop crying, but she didn't know why she couldn't stop. When she got to the door, she started crying even harder.
There was Brock, barbecuing steaks and potatoes on the grill, the patio furniture was lit up by candles and there were floating candles and rose petals in the pool, there was romantic music playing on the boom box he had brought out there.
Steph opened the door, and choked out "Brock Edward Lesnar," Steph began.
He turned around slowly, no one ever called him that except for his parents. "Yes Stephanie Marie McMahon." Then he could see how red her face was from crying so much.
"I love you Brock, I missed you so much!" Steph said crying, and she ran over to him and held him.
Brock picked her up in his arms and twirled her around. He was so afraid that he would never hear those words. "Steph, I love you too." He set her back down so he could start dishing up their plates. "Over dinner, I want to know why you look like you've been bawling your eyes out."
"Only if you kiss me first." Steph answered back.
Brock wrapped his arms around her and gave her a very passionate kiss. "I've missed kissing you." He told her while looking into her eyes.
"I've missed what you make me." Steph told him.
He helped her sit down and dished up her plate. They sat and Steph told him everything that had happened to her and Brock told him everything that happened with him. After dinner, Brock and Steph danced with each other under the moon light and after their third dance, Steph got a sadness in her eyes.
"What's wrong Steph?" Brock asked with concern.
"I just remembered, I have so much work to do so I'm caught up for tomorrow, I have a flight to catch at 8:00 a.m. tomorrow but I don't want this night to end. After everything that happened today I had planned on coming home and soaking in a nice hot bath for hours but then I couldn't because my laptop died and took everything that I had done with it. So I couldn't, and then you surprised me with all of this, and I just don't want the night to end."
Brock held her tight, "What if we work together to get your work done? We can pull an all-nighter and you can sleep on the plane on the way to Raw? I can help you type up what you need done, you can type whatever I can't see and I can type up what I can and then I can run you a nice, hot bubble bath and we can spend the night enjoying each other's company and then I'll drive you to the airport and you can be on your way?"
Steph smiled at him, "Brock that sounds really nice, but you shouldn't have to do that."
"I want to Steph, I want to help you out."
Steph nodded her head, "Ok, if you want to help, then I'll show you what you can do."
For the next 3 hours, Brock re-typed up her presentation and Steph worked on the storylines. It was now 2:00 a.m. and they finished everything. Brock got up and kissed her on the foreheasd and went upstairs to run her the bath he promised her.
He put some floating candles in the sink and made sure that there were lots of bubbles in the bathtub. He went downstairs to get Steph. "Honey, your bath is ready."
Steph walked up to the tub and gasped, "Wow Brock, this is great!"
"I'm glad you like it."
She went over to Brock and gave him a very passionate kiss, "I think that you should help me take my bath," Steph said in a very sultry voice. She began to unbutton his shirt while kissing him.
He began to undress Stephanie slowly and seductively. He was bound and determined to make sure that she felt loved today. He started to kiss her neck and nibble on her earlobes.
Steph let a little moan escape as he hit one of her hot spots. She began to undo his pants and she couldn't believe how big he got when he was aroused. She had honestly never seen him fully naked while being aroused.
She giggled a little and looked into him, "I guess I know why they call you the Next Big Thing."
He started to chuckle with her, he helped her into the bathtub, and together they showed each other just how much they truly cared about each other.
**Well, what do you think? Does anyone think that the story should be more graphic or is it ok where it's at? I've never written a graphic story, so please let me know what you think! Thank you so much for the loyalty of Aiyh-Sa, Writie and WWEFanFicAddict, I honestly think that you are the only ones reading this story because I don't have any reviews from anyone else, but I'm glad that you guys enjoy this!! More tomorrow, what holds for Brock and Stephanie's future??***
