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Phenom's address which I thought was wicked! All for u girlie!
RUM FLAVOURED KISSES
Matt nudged Lita, nodding over her shoulder. It was a quiet patch at the bar; most people were dancing now. Chris was busy talking to a small huddle of girls who only had eyes for him. He knew how to work an audience and was making sure that they kept buying drinks to hear him talk. Lita turned slightly, a rum bottle in one hand and a glass in the other. Edge was purposely striding towards the bar. He looked frighteningly determined.
"Hey Edge, what's up?" Lita tried light-heartedly as their friend reached them "haven't seen you in a while.."
"I'm gonna tell him tonight" Edge wasted no time
"What?! The first night you've been in in like two weeks and you're gonna tell him?" Lita hissed "you still don't know if he's straight or not since he's so secretive about it..."
"It's his decision Li" Matt said gently "he's been carrying this around for a while"
Edge threw back a vodka shot and slammed the empty glass down. Part of the group but a non-bar worker, he'd met Matt and Jeff as seniors and had known them through shared music tastes and daredevil attitude. He'd been working as a journalist for years, meaning he couldn't come to the bar as often as he liked to see them all.
"How do I look?" he asked hurriedly
"Good, dressed to kill I don't know what" Lita replied, looking him up and down
He wore skin-tight shiny black pants with flames licking up the sides and a matching plastic duster that reached his ankles. Part rock musician, part gothic with a dose of individuality thrown in.
"Don't feel it, feel kinda numb" he replied his voice shuddering a bit and his eyes fixed on the bar "need to tell him though"
Without another word, he began walking over to where Chris held court. Lita watched him go, worried as she poured a drink
"God I hope Chris lets him down easy" she muttered
"Maybe they'll be no letting down" suggested Matt "Chris is pretty ambiguous, we don't know what preference he has"
"I know the way Chris works though and I don't think Edge wants to be a one night lay" Lita snapped back "you know how he feels, has done ever since he met Chris"
"So if Chris treats him badly, just break both his legs"
"Tempting"
"Ok everyone, do me a favour and make some noise, your singer for this evening and every night, Trish Stratus" Jeff announced through the mic
Trish walked out on stage to cheers and Jeff noticed Bubba slide in at the back, leaving D-Von to deal with the dwindling influx of people. Dressed in a short boxy low cut dress coloured pillar-box red and her hair all curled around her shoulders, Trish glowed as she sang. Pride pulsed through Bubba as he watched. Sometimes he'd look at Trish and not believe he was with someone so unbelievably hot. But now as he watched her sing, something he knew she loved a lot, he could see that he loved her. He couldn't express it most of the time, he felt lucky he had her. She knew how he felt when he stumbled though clumsy sentences and she made it abundantly crystal clear how she felt about him. It was true blue passion. He was lucky because he had found that.
"Get a thirsty man a drink!" D-Von demanded as he appeared at the bar
Black and slimmer than Bubba, it was hard to believe they were half brothers. But in the white lensless glasses and with a healthy aggressive streak. D-Von could suddenly resemble Bubba. He too enjoyed his job, perhaps too much. He gulped down the drink Matt slid him.
"Who's watching the doors?" Matt asked
"Reached maximum capacity"
"Hot work?"
"Hell yeah, sweating everywhere" D-Von replied "feeling the heat yourself?"
Matt wore a ribbed black T-shirt and baggy black jeans. With his hair wet and shining, it was obvious he was feeling the high temperature
"Just a bit yeah, said hello to Edge yet?"
"He's here?"
"He's gonna tell Chris tonight"
"Yeah? He's been saying that forever"
They both watched as Edge sat on the outskirts of the group. The girls twittered and laughed around Chris as Edge, completely invisible to all of them including Chris, observed with his fire blue eyes never leaving Chris. There was definite electricity in the air, even if Chris didn't notice it
"Don't know how Chris doesn't realise" D-Von snorted
"When things are right in front of you, you can ignore them"
Trish finished the last note of 'Beautiful' and looked for Bubba. Her eyes caught him and he grinned, making her smile. He thought it was good
"Catch"
Matt caught the bottle and took a swig from it before pouring a generous slosh into the glass Lita slid to him.
"Gross Matthew" she said, drinking from her own bottle
"But necessary"
"Yeah sure"
"Too uptight Li" he grinned at her, an idea lighting his eyes "dance with me"
"People are watching!"
"I don't care"
He grabbed her into his arms as Trish soared into a powerful note. Matt launched them both down the length of the bar, spinning and twisting as they went. Lita needed to lighten up a lot, she always felt so responsible where the bar was concerned. Lita laughed as Matt stumbled mid-spin
"You wiseass" she teased "can't handle the drink"
Matt grinned and dipped her low in a clumsy Hollywood kiss, which they enjoyed as D-Von crowed. Lita pulled away with a giddy half-smile
"Mmmmm rum flavoured kisses" she said raising her eyebrows
"All part of the service
"Hey everyone! Give it up for the owners of the Riot Zone, dancing behind the bar for your enjoyment where they serve every night, Matt and Lita" Jeff's delighted voice rang out
The room erupted and Trish waved from the stage. Edge turned and smiled, looking happier than he had done in weeks. Matt kissed Lita again before helping her to her feet so they could take a mock bow and Jeff turned his music up again, drowning the crowds in his gloriously tangled sounds.
RUM FLAVOURED KISSES
Matt nudged Lita, nodding over her shoulder. It was a quiet patch at the bar; most people were dancing now. Chris was busy talking to a small huddle of girls who only had eyes for him. He knew how to work an audience and was making sure that they kept buying drinks to hear him talk. Lita turned slightly, a rum bottle in one hand and a glass in the other. Edge was purposely striding towards the bar. He looked frighteningly determined.
"Hey Edge, what's up?" Lita tried light-heartedly as their friend reached them "haven't seen you in a while.."
"I'm gonna tell him tonight" Edge wasted no time
"What?! The first night you've been in in like two weeks and you're gonna tell him?" Lita hissed "you still don't know if he's straight or not since he's so secretive about it..."
"It's his decision Li" Matt said gently "he's been carrying this around for a while"
Edge threw back a vodka shot and slammed the empty glass down. Part of the group but a non-bar worker, he'd met Matt and Jeff as seniors and had known them through shared music tastes and daredevil attitude. He'd been working as a journalist for years, meaning he couldn't come to the bar as often as he liked to see them all.
"How do I look?" he asked hurriedly
"Good, dressed to kill I don't know what" Lita replied, looking him up and down
He wore skin-tight shiny black pants with flames licking up the sides and a matching plastic duster that reached his ankles. Part rock musician, part gothic with a dose of individuality thrown in.
"Don't feel it, feel kinda numb" he replied his voice shuddering a bit and his eyes fixed on the bar "need to tell him though"
Without another word, he began walking over to where Chris held court. Lita watched him go, worried as she poured a drink
"God I hope Chris lets him down easy" she muttered
"Maybe they'll be no letting down" suggested Matt "Chris is pretty ambiguous, we don't know what preference he has"
"I know the way Chris works though and I don't think Edge wants to be a one night lay" Lita snapped back "you know how he feels, has done ever since he met Chris"
"So if Chris treats him badly, just break both his legs"
"Tempting"
"Ok everyone, do me a favour and make some noise, your singer for this evening and every night, Trish Stratus" Jeff announced through the mic
Trish walked out on stage to cheers and Jeff noticed Bubba slide in at the back, leaving D-Von to deal with the dwindling influx of people. Dressed in a short boxy low cut dress coloured pillar-box red and her hair all curled around her shoulders, Trish glowed as she sang. Pride pulsed through Bubba as he watched. Sometimes he'd look at Trish and not believe he was with someone so unbelievably hot. But now as he watched her sing, something he knew she loved a lot, he could see that he loved her. He couldn't express it most of the time, he felt lucky he had her. She knew how he felt when he stumbled though clumsy sentences and she made it abundantly crystal clear how she felt about him. It was true blue passion. He was lucky because he had found that.
"Get a thirsty man a drink!" D-Von demanded as he appeared at the bar
Black and slimmer than Bubba, it was hard to believe they were half brothers. But in the white lensless glasses and with a healthy aggressive streak. D-Von could suddenly resemble Bubba. He too enjoyed his job, perhaps too much. He gulped down the drink Matt slid him.
"Who's watching the doors?" Matt asked
"Reached maximum capacity"
"Hot work?"
"Hell yeah, sweating everywhere" D-Von replied "feeling the heat yourself?"
Matt wore a ribbed black T-shirt and baggy black jeans. With his hair wet and shining, it was obvious he was feeling the high temperature
"Just a bit yeah, said hello to Edge yet?"
"He's here?"
"He's gonna tell Chris tonight"
"Yeah? He's been saying that forever"
They both watched as Edge sat on the outskirts of the group. The girls twittered and laughed around Chris as Edge, completely invisible to all of them including Chris, observed with his fire blue eyes never leaving Chris. There was definite electricity in the air, even if Chris didn't notice it
"Don't know how Chris doesn't realise" D-Von snorted
"When things are right in front of you, you can ignore them"
Trish finished the last note of 'Beautiful' and looked for Bubba. Her eyes caught him and he grinned, making her smile. He thought it was good
"Catch"
Matt caught the bottle and took a swig from it before pouring a generous slosh into the glass Lita slid to him.
"Gross Matthew" she said, drinking from her own bottle
"But necessary"
"Yeah sure"
"Too uptight Li" he grinned at her, an idea lighting his eyes "dance with me"
"People are watching!"
"I don't care"
He grabbed her into his arms as Trish soared into a powerful note. Matt launched them both down the length of the bar, spinning and twisting as they went. Lita needed to lighten up a lot, she always felt so responsible where the bar was concerned. Lita laughed as Matt stumbled mid-spin
"You wiseass" she teased "can't handle the drink"
Matt grinned and dipped her low in a clumsy Hollywood kiss, which they enjoyed as D-Von crowed. Lita pulled away with a giddy half-smile
"Mmmmm rum flavoured kisses" she said raising her eyebrows
"All part of the service
"Hey everyone! Give it up for the owners of the Riot Zone, dancing behind the bar for your enjoyment where they serve every night, Matt and Lita" Jeff's delighted voice rang out
The room erupted and Trish waved from the stage. Edge turned and smiled, looking happier than he had done in weeks. Matt kissed Lita again before helping her to her feet so they could take a mock bow and Jeff turned his music up again, drowning the crowds in his gloriously tangled sounds.