Chapter 8: Can We Really Be Together?
Just then the door opened. I folded the letter and stuffed it into my pants pocket. I looked towards the door
as Kelly and Matt entered the room followed by Jeff and Lita.

"What are you doing in here all by yourself, girlie?" Kelly asked.

"Oh, I was just thinking . . . about how I can't wait to see Smackdown. There's nothing like WWF Live."
I answered. That was a sloppy answer. Kelly's sure to know there's something going on.

Sure enough, the look in Kelly's eyes probed my face for answers. She didn't ask though. "I know what
you mean. The crowd makes it a great experience! Watching it on television is all well and good, but
seeing the wrestlers in the ring live is so much better." Kelly said as they all moved back towards the
couch. Jeff sat in the oversized chair again. Lita sat on one side of me on the couch, while Kelly and Matt
sat on the other.

You can always count on Kelly to be discreet. Granted it will be the Spanish Inquisition later, but right
now I'm grateful she didn't let on.

"I ran into Jerry along the way. He was going to stop into Kat's dressing room and then he's going to
come by and take you two to your seats." Jeff said.

I could feel his eyes on me, but I didn't look at him. I don't know what to say to him. Tell him the letter
was beautiful, that you've loved him for years and that you're happy he feels the same. Tell him that of
course you'd like to try and be more than friends. Why is this so difficult? Why can't I just tell him I love
him? This is getting ridiculous, just tell the man! Again, I was fighting with my thoughts.

There was a knock on the door and Jerry walked into the room. "Hey guys."

"Hey Jerry" Matt, Jeff, and Lita said.

"This is Kelly and Sam." Matt said as Jerry extended his hands to Kelly and me to shake.

"It's a pleasure to meet you girls. Are you ready for Smackdown?" He asked.

"Yeah, we can't wait!" Kelly said.

"Well, we had better go. It's about to start." Jerry took our hands as he helped us from the couch.

"Matt, Lita, we should go too. We should find Edge and Christian to go over the match. We can walk with
you guys to the curtain." Jeff, Matt, and Lita stood.

"That's a good idea." Matt said.

"Alright, let's go." Lita said.

We all left the room, Matt and Kelly leading us. Jerry and Lita talking to each other, inputting into Matt
and Kelly's conversation every so often. Jeff and I were at the back of the group, following the others in
silence.

Jeff turned to face me and tugged on my arm slightly, indicating for me to stop walking. "The letter was
too much, wasn't it? It's too soon. I'm sorry. I knew I shouldn't have given it to you."

I stopped Jeff from saying anything more. "Jeff, I loved the letter. It was sweet and honest. I've wanted a
letter like that my whole life. I still can't believe it came from you. . . to me."

Jeff's eyes were searching my face. He was looking for an answer to his question. What will happen with
us?

"I have loved you for so long. I have dreamt of this moment. But this is reality and things like this don't
happen to people like me."

"What do you mean people like you." He questioned.

"I mean people like me, normal people. People who don't know what fame is, or what it's like to be in the
limelight. I know that you think you're a normal person, but your profession makes you more than that.
To many you are a celebrity, a hero, you are what people strive to be, what they wish they could be. I have
wanted to be a part of your life for a long time, but now I'm not sure how to handle it or even if I can
handle it."

Jeff placed his hand on my arm. "Okay, wait just a minute. You said that you have loved me for a long
time. Is that true? Do you still love me?" He asked.

I looked at the ground and paused for a moment. "Yes, I do. Even more so since we met."

Again, he placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face up so that our eyes met. He stroked my
cheek with his hand. "Then that is all we need to worry about right now. You are a strong person and you
can handle anything. . . and, it's not like you'd be doing this on your own, I'm here." He leaned in and
kissed me. "So, what do you say? Can I call you my girlfriend?

I swear this man can kiss? "Baby, you can call me whatever you like."

"Then it's official, Samantha Hardy is my girlfriend." Jeff exclaimed.