Stephanie woke up in Jericho's arm later that night. She looked up and
smiled at him, while he was keeping his eyes on the hockey game that was
going on. She was finally happy, being in the arms of Jericho, smelling his
cologne on his skin. She looked at the remote that was beside him, then she
look back up at Jericho. If she reached across him, grabbing the remote
quickly and turn off the TV, he wouldn't notice. She kept her eyes on him,
making sure he kept his attention on the game, instead of her hand. As her
hand was going towards the remote, Jericho saw her going for the remote out
of his corner of his eye. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it up to his
lips, kissing her wrist and then kissed her.
"What are you trying to do?" He looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Nothing." trying to act all innocent to him, but it was no use with that smile looking at her that way, "okay I was trying to get the remote to turn it off the TV on you. But that didn't work out the way I wanted it too."
Jericho smiled at her and kissed her again, but adding some tongue in the mix. As he was pulling her closer to him, pulling her hair back out of her face. Stephanie thought she was melting in his arms and he couldn't even notice, but she knew something was bugging her when she got here. Why was Torrie Wilson here at his house, only in a robe? As he was trying to pull away from the kiss, he kept on pull her more into his arms and towards him more. She finally pulls away, looking at him in the eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Jericho said with a concerned face, looking at Stephanie.
"Nothing wrong, it's just something has been bugging me since I got here. You see when I got here to surprise you and to see what your reaction was when I was on your door step. But when I was standing there looking at you, then seeing Torrie waltz in and put her arm in yours. I thought you two were going out or something. Can you please explain the situation what was going on at the time." As she cocked her head towards the side looking at him for an answer.
Jericho covered his eyes and then looked back at her, "Well it's a long story."
"I got all night to hear it," she cut him off before he could say anything else.
"It's started last night, just hanging out with some of the guys and gals from work. I would usually have 3 drinks and that would be enough for me. But last night was different, I didn't know how many drinks I had. So I was pretty drunk, when I got home. I don't remember anything after that, all I remember is waking up and seeing a woman in bed with me. Not even knowing it was Torrie right away, until she stirred a little bit." He looked at her with a sigh of relief, knowing that she'll maybe ask more questions about it.
She looked at him with a slight smiling coming to her face, "well I think you already know my second question. To that whole story to it."
"Did I have sex with her? Possible, I think I did, because I wasn't in boxers or anything when I woke up this morning. If you hate me because of that, I understand but I didn't mean anything to happen that way. I swear." He smiled at her, while leaning in to kiss her on the lips.
Stephanie kissed him, pulling back a bit, "I'm not mad, I just wanted to know what the hell she was doing here. Even though you had complete control over yourself, but I think otherwise." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Torrie was in her hotel room looking at the TV, but the it wasn't on. She knew she has been played big time, but didn't know why. She liked Jericho, but why he didn't like her back. She kept on staring at the black screen, thinking why that Jericho didn't like, but he like Stephanie. She sat back on the couch still looking at screen, but this time she threw water at the TV. She screams as she got up and walks into the bath room. She looked into the mirror, staring at her face.
"If Stephanie thinks that she can waltz in and take Jericho away from me. She has another thing coming towards her," she was whispering to herself as she smiled into the mirror, "She better watch her back, because when she at least know it, I'll be the one in Jericho's arms not her."
Torrie started to laugh as she walks back into the room, looking around. She stood there for a minute or two, before she start to walk back over to the couch. She lie down, start to flip through the channels until she stop at Much Music. She stared at the channel for awhile until she fell asleep.
"What are you trying to do?" He looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Nothing." trying to act all innocent to him, but it was no use with that smile looking at her that way, "okay I was trying to get the remote to turn it off the TV on you. But that didn't work out the way I wanted it too."
Jericho smiled at her and kissed her again, but adding some tongue in the mix. As he was pulling her closer to him, pulling her hair back out of her face. Stephanie thought she was melting in his arms and he couldn't even notice, but she knew something was bugging her when she got here. Why was Torrie Wilson here at his house, only in a robe? As he was trying to pull away from the kiss, he kept on pull her more into his arms and towards him more. She finally pulls away, looking at him in the eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you okay?" Jericho said with a concerned face, looking at Stephanie.
"Nothing wrong, it's just something has been bugging me since I got here. You see when I got here to surprise you and to see what your reaction was when I was on your door step. But when I was standing there looking at you, then seeing Torrie waltz in and put her arm in yours. I thought you two were going out or something. Can you please explain the situation what was going on at the time." As she cocked her head towards the side looking at him for an answer.
Jericho covered his eyes and then looked back at her, "Well it's a long story."
"I got all night to hear it," she cut him off before he could say anything else.
"It's started last night, just hanging out with some of the guys and gals from work. I would usually have 3 drinks and that would be enough for me. But last night was different, I didn't know how many drinks I had. So I was pretty drunk, when I got home. I don't remember anything after that, all I remember is waking up and seeing a woman in bed with me. Not even knowing it was Torrie right away, until she stirred a little bit." He looked at her with a sigh of relief, knowing that she'll maybe ask more questions about it.
She looked at him with a slight smiling coming to her face, "well I think you already know my second question. To that whole story to it."
"Did I have sex with her? Possible, I think I did, because I wasn't in boxers or anything when I woke up this morning. If you hate me because of that, I understand but I didn't mean anything to happen that way. I swear." He smiled at her, while leaning in to kiss her on the lips.
Stephanie kissed him, pulling back a bit, "I'm not mad, I just wanted to know what the hell she was doing here. Even though you had complete control over yourself, but I think otherwise." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Torrie was in her hotel room looking at the TV, but the it wasn't on. She knew she has been played big time, but didn't know why. She liked Jericho, but why he didn't like her back. She kept on staring at the black screen, thinking why that Jericho didn't like, but he like Stephanie. She sat back on the couch still looking at screen, but this time she threw water at the TV. She screams as she got up and walks into the bath room. She looked into the mirror, staring at her face.
"If Stephanie thinks that she can waltz in and take Jericho away from me. She has another thing coming towards her," she was whispering to herself as she smiled into the mirror, "She better watch her back, because when she at least know it, I'll be the one in Jericho's arms not her."
Torrie started to laugh as she walks back into the room, looking around. She stood there for a minute or two, before she start to walk back over to the couch. She lie down, start to flip through the channels until she stop at Much Music. She stared at the channel for awhile until she fell asleep.
