Lenny changed her clothes yet again and sat looking out of the window at the distant house, seeing the people milling about having a good time. A sigh made her shoulders rise and fall and she bit her lip. She would love to go back again and have fun with them, but she didn't feel like she could, not with him there.
"You should go back, you know," Sam said from the doorway, startling her.
She shook her head. "I can't."
"Sure you can. You realise Kevin will be expecting you to just stay here and hide. Why don't you show him you don't give a damn about his threats, and get back there and have a good time?"
Lenny thought about it for a second. "I don't know...what if he gets hold of me?"
"Try staying away from him. You're usually quite adept at that, when you put your mind to it. Wouldn't you like to go and enjoy yourself?" he asked, smiling gently at her worried expression. "Come on, I came back to get you anyway, so you can walk back with me."
"But I'm not dressed for it anymore," she said, indicating her jeans and T-shirt. "And my hair's still wet."
"No-one's going to notice, and Kevin has equally wet hair. Stop making excuses and lets go," he said, holding out his hand for her.
Lenny let him pull her up and then she put her arm through his and left the house, wondering if she was suicidal to be getting anywhere near Kevin Nash right now.
Paul Wight was the first person they saw when they walked back and he gave Lenny a grin, putting one enormous hand on her shoulder. "I heard what you did to Kevin. Nice going."
She gave a small smile and her eyes darted around, trying to see the big blond man. "I don't think he thought so."
"Yeah, well I would have paid to see it, that's for sure." He shrugged and grinned at her again. "How about a dance?"
Lenny measured him and giggled. "Me and you, dancing? Won't that be a little difficult?"
"I have my methods, thank you very much. How about it?" he asked her again, wiggling his eyebrows and making her laugh.
"Okay, why not?" she said and he pulled her with him into the middle of the crowd of people already dancing. She went to lift her arms to his shoulders but he picked her up instead, making her squeal with shock.
"Paul!"
"Hey, I said I have my methods," he said, laughing. He took one of her hands and started swaying about, his other arm holding her around the waist so she wouldn't fall. The way he fooled about made her burst out laughing and they attracted the attention of several people nearby. Including Stephanie, who stared at them briefly, before turning and moving away. Paul and Lenny both saw this movement, and he gave a grim smile.
"What's wrong with Stephanie?" she asked him, frowning slightly.
"Maybe she's jealous?" he asked, raising his eyebrows innocently.
"Jealous? You...oooh, you did this on purpose!" she accused him, frowning. "Why did you do that?"
"Because she keeps ignoring me and she doesn't seem to want to be with me. So I'm just showing her she doesn't have to," he said, shrugging. "Now, let's enjoy our dance!"
She grinned at his enthusiasm and let him dance her around the garden, not really having much choice in the matter anyway. After making her thoroughly dizzy, he put her down and gave a surprisingly elegant bow, walking off in search of a beer. Lenny didn't have time to be lonely as first Jeff Hardy and then Adam Copeland appropriated her for a dance, both of them making her laugh and easing her tension a lot.
To the big man watching them it looked like she was enjoying every second of each man's company and he scowled as he watched her, his eyes narrowing at the way Adam was holding her. Where was her damn brother to protect her this time? he thought, looking around impatiently. But Sam was nowhere to be seen. Fine, he thought, then that leaves it up to me to make sure she doesn't get herself into any trouble. Without really thinking about what he was doing, he went to walk over to them, but Page materialised in front of him and gave him a grin. "Something bothering you, Nash?"
"No," he said tightly, forcing himself not to go over and rip Lenny from Adam's arms.
Page saw the look and laughed. "My, my. You're not...jealous are you?"
"What?" Kevin said, looking at him in shock as his words sank in. "Don't be ridiculous!"
"Ridiculous? I hardly think so," Page said, raising his eyebrows and staring over at Lenny, who was laughing at something Adam had said to her. "She looks very enticing, doesn't she? Even in jeans. Hmm."
Kevin's eyes snapped to the older man and he narrowed them on his expression. "Hmm what?"
Page slowly shook his head and gave him an innocent smile. "Sorry? Oh, hmm, well...."
"Well, what?"
"Just thinking about you not being jealous. You'll excuse me?" he asked, putting down his drink and sauntering through the dancers until he was next to Lenny. Kevin watched as Page gave her one of his killer grins and then took her in his arms, starting off the next dance with her. He stood gaping as his friend pulled Lenny's small body right up against him and started moving her around the other couples, occasionally sending Kevin a wicked glance. Even though he knew what Page was up to, he couldn't help the anger that suddenly coursed through him and he found himself glaring viciously at the couple. When he saw Page dip his head and appear to be nuzzling Lenny's neck, he felt his temper snap, and he strode over to them and tapped Page none too gently on the shoulder.
"May I?" Kevin asked tightly, gesturing to Lenny.
Page hesitated for a second and then nodded. "Sure," he murmured, dropping his arms and gently pushing Lenny's resisting body towards Kevin, ignoring the small 'no, no, no' noises she was making. He gave her a wink and walked away, blatantly laughing.
Lenny looked up at Kevin as he grabbed her hand and her waist, and then just as quickly dropped her eyes, wishing she hadn't come back. Now she was caught. There was no way she could get out of his grasp this time.
"Relax, we're just dancing," he muttered, starting to move slowly to the music because other people had started looking.
"I don't want to dance with you," she said, shooting him an angry glare before looking away.
"Why? Worried you might catch something? Like manners and intelligence?" he shot at her.
"Intelligence? Huh!" she snorted, trying her best to pull her hand out of his. He squeezed her fingers harder and pulled her closer to him, the arm at her waist tightening so she couldn't move.
"Stop trying to make a spectacle of yourself, and dance, dammit!" he growled softly, trying to steady his heartbeat at the feel of her pressed up against him.
"Me? You're the one..." she started.
"And while we're on the subject of attracting attention, why did you find it necessary to let Page hold you like that?" he asked her, glaring down at her.
"What? He was only dancing with me, there was nothing..."
"Save it! I saw it with my own eyes. The only way you could have been closer is if he was inside you!" he said in a low, harsh voice, his eyes flashing.
Lenny stared up at him with her mouth hanging open, and her temper caught fire. "What the hell has it got to do with you? If I wanted to let half the men here have me, it would be up to me!"
"You're a little young to be acting like such a slut aren't you?" he asked, incensed by what she had said.
Lenny gasped and went still for a second, wondering where all this had come from. "That's a horrible thing to say!" she hissed at him.
"Truth hurts doesn't it?" he said, smiling with such smugness that she couldn't contain herself any longer, and she lifted her foot, stamping hard on his toes so that he loosened his hold on her. As soon as her arms were free she swung at him, delivering a surprisingly powerful slap to his face that made his head whip sideways. She had only been able to reach because he was bent slightly, and she was thankful that he was, otherwise she wouldn't have had the satisfaction of wiping that smug look off his face. She didn't wait around for him to retaliate, pushing through the crowds and running as fast as she could back towards her house.
The sound of pounding footsteps made her look behind her and she nearly tripped over when she saw him giving chase, obviously not content to just leave it this time. Her breath was trapped somewhere in her throat as she tried to get away from him, but he was so much faster than her that she didn't have a hope in hell of escaping the big hands that grabbed her and spun her around.
"That's one time too many you've slapped me!" he snarled, grabbing her arms and giving her a shake that made her head snap back and forth on her shoulders.
She struggled to get away and he growled, losing what little control over his temper he had, and his hands grabbed her waist and she found herself lifted off the ground, her feet kicking uselessly at thin air. She didn't know what she expected him to do, maybe throw her in the lake again as he had done once before, so it was an intense shock when his lips came down on hers to stifle the small sounds she was making.
Lenny's eyes widened as he parted her lips even more and starting kissing her with rough abandon, his tongue exploring her mouth expertly. She had been kissed before, by the one or two boys she had ever been out with, but never like this, and her eyes fluttered closed under the wash of sensation. When he drew her tongue into his own mouth and sucked on it, she was startled to hear a small moan work it's way out of her throat, unable to stop herself from responding to him. The fact that this was Kevin Nash kissing her, the man who apparently hated her, made no difference whatsoever. Her hands crept up to his shoulders and clutched at his shirt when he pulled her closer to him and moved one hand from her waist to wrap his arm around her body, the feel of his huge chest pressed against her torso making sharp pleasure stab through her.
Kevin didn't even think about what he was doing. His eyebrows drew together in a frown as he devoured her mouth, finding himself helplessly pressing against her as he dived into the kiss and lost himself. Only the faint sound of laughter behind him made him start to regain some sense, and he forced himself to stop the kiss, drawing reluctantly back from her and then putting her back on her feet, his expression one of extreme shock. What the hell had just happened? The laughter came again and he turned around to find Page standing behind him.
"Well, well," the older man said, grinning. "I came to make sure you weren't hurting her, but I see that my concern was misplaced."
Kevin gaped at him and then looked back down at Lenny, seeing that she was staring back at him in a daze, her eyes wide and unfocused and her lips slightly swollen. She looked decidedly sexy to his eyes, and he had to mentally kick himself and look away again. He had been following her so he could put her over his knee, and he had ended up kissing her instead. And what a kiss, he thought. He had never lost control like that before, not that he could recall. But if Page hadn't come along when he had...he shuddered to think of what he might have done, and right out here in full view of whoever came along. He swore under his breath and stepped back from Lenny like she was contaminated, his movement finally breaking her out of her trance.
She gasped as she stared at him and then put her hand over her trembling lips, going bright red before she whirled and ran the short distance towards her house and let herself in so she could hide from everyone.
Page looked at Kevin and grinned again. "I thought she was just a kid?"
"She is...she.....God," he muttered, staring numbly towards her house, still looking stunned.
"Mmm-hmm," Page murmured, patting Kevin's shoulder sympathetically. "I've seen that look before. You don't see her as a kid, you just think that you should."
"She's...I don't know how that happened," he mumbled as Page led him back to the party like he was a child. "One minute I was grabbing her and the next...I don't even remember thinking about it, I just did it."
"Was it good?"
"What?" Kevin asked, shocked all over again as he relived the kiss.
"Was it good? Was - the - kiss - good?" he said slowly, knocking on Kevin's skull and rolling his eyes.
"It was..." Kevin began and then stopped, blinking. "It was fantastic."
"What was fantastic?" Paul Wight asked as he lumbered up to them.
"Kevin just kissed Lenny," Page supplied helpfully, grinning gleefully at the big man's discomfort.
"Go ahead and tell everyone why don't you?" Kevin said, glaring at him.
Page grinned even wider. "Okay, if you insist," he said, and raised his fingers to his mouth, letting out a piercing whistle to attract everyone's attention.
Kevin's eyes widened and he grabbed the other man's shoulder. "If you dare, I'll break your neck!" he snarled, but Page merely laughed.
"Come on, Nash, you know me by now, I never did pay any mind to your threats. What's wrong, worried that you'll blush?"
"It's not me I'm worried about," he said, looking stunned all over again. "It's Lenny, she'd never be able to face anyone again, you know how shy she can get...." he broke off and swallowed as he realised how much he knew about her.
Page waved everyone back to what they were doing and cocked his head to one side as he studied his friend. "And you care about her feelings?"
"I...don't..." Kevin swore again and raked his fingers through his hair, shooting Page a filthy look before he stalked off into the house and slammed the door behind him.
"Hmm, this is going to be fun," Page said to Paul as he stood next to him, both of them looking at the door Kevin had disappeared through.
"You're telling me," the huge man agreed, smiling. "Kevin and Lenny, huh? Who would've thought it?"
****Okay, sorry it's taken so long, but I keep getting blocked on various different stories and forcing myself to write anyway. Hopefully it doesn't come across as a pile of crap, but I'm sure you lot will let me know if it does!****
