Chapter 16 – Games

Over the next few weeks, Evie and Hunter were merciless with each other. They continuously tormented one another with kisses and caresses that promised more. Hunter found that he now had to take more cold showers than he ever had in his entire life.

Work, however, was the usual; except Lance Storm and Test had gotten involved in trying to take down Hunter. Storm interrupted Hunter while he was in the ring one week, which resulted in a match that Hunter won. Later that evening while Hunter was being interviewed by Marc Lloyd, Storm interrupted again, telling Hunter that while he had been lucky earlier, his luck had just run out. Test appeared out of nowhere and gave Hunter a Big Boot, causing him to fall back into the set; Storm and Test walked away laughing.

The following week, Hunter attacked Undertaker after Taker's title bout with Randy Orton. Taker continued his assault on Orton after the bell had rung by locking Orton's head in a steel chair. Before he could do any more damage, Hunter came out and downed Taker with a knee shot and then knocked him out of the ring. Hunter then grabbed a mic and said that Taker should give him a shot at the Undisputed Championship.

Later, Hunter faced Test in a match. Test managed to take advantage of Hunter's weakened state from Hell in the Cell. Lance Storm showed up on the ramp to distract Hunter and Test threw him out of the ring and Storm delivered a super kick to Hunter. When Test tried to give Hunter a pump-handle slam, Hunter reversed it into a neck breaker. Storm distracted the ref as Hunter went for the pin. Hunter went after Storm and somehow Storm managed to hang Hunter up on the top rope. Test delivered another pump handle slam and scored a two-count. When Test tried for a Big Boot, Hunter ducked and tried for a Pedigree, but saw Storm climbing to the top rope. He quickly let go of Test, grabbed Storm and tossed him into Test. When Test went for another Big Boot, Hunter ducked and Test's foot nailed Storm right in the face. As Hunter went for another Pedigree, Undertaker ran down to the ring. Hunter let go of Test to go after Taker but was met by another Big Boot and pinned by Test.

Taker quickly took advantage of Hunter, punching him and finally giving him a choke slam. Taker climbed out of the ring to leave, then turned around and grabbed a steel chair and brought it down over Hunter's head. Taker repeatedly hit Hunter with the chair as referees ran down to break it up. Taker kept smacking Hunter in the head with the chair. Finally he had had enough and threw the chair down on top of Hunter and left the ring. Hunter had to be helped to the back by the referees to be checked over.

Evie met them just as they got Hunter into the triage area. She watched as he was cleaned up and the looked him over to make sure nothing was broken. Finally they cleared him and he decided to lay there for a few more minutes before attempting to get up. He looked over and saw Evie standing next to him.

"You look like shit," she said with a smile.

"Hey, if you were continuously hit with a chair, you'd look like shit too," he replied in a hoarse voice as he touched the bandage on his forehead. "My damn head hurts too."

Evie watched as he rolled onto his side in attempt to get up. She helped him sit up and waited until he was ready to stand.

"Who kept you company while I was out there?" he asked.

"One of the security team. I think Jericho is still nursing his wounds from Judgment Day. He hasn't been sniffing around."

Hunter smiled slightly as he slid off the edge of the table to stand up. Evie draped one of his arms over her shoulder and helped him out to the car.

He groaned as he lowered himself into the passenger seat. "You got all my stuff already?"

"Yeah, I figured you'd want to leave as soon as possible." She shut the door on his side and then went around and got into the driver's seat. On the way to the hotel, Hunter dozed off. Evie had to nudge him awake once they reached their destination. They managed to make it up to their rooms and Evie helped him into his. He sat down on the bed carefully.

"Do you need anything?" she asked.

"Actually, could you help me get my boots and braces off? I don't think I can bend over that far with out passing out."

She unlaced his boots and pulled them off and then took his braces off as well. "Anything else you want help with?"

Despite his weariness, he managed a leer. "Yeah, my trunks."

Evie shook her head. "I think you can manage those on your own Hunter."

"Hey, you're supposed to be my personal assistant here. And I need some assistance."

"You're unbelievable." She knew what he was up to. And it almost made her laugh. He was bruised, battered and tired, but apparently that wasn't enough to keep him down, so to speak.

"C'mon Evie, help me out here will ya?" he pouted.

The look on his face was almost pathetic enough to make her give in.  She let out an exasperated sigh. "Hunter you are perfectly capable of taking those off without standing up."

"Fine. Be that way," he grumbled as she piled his other stuff near his bag.

Evie headed for the door. As she opened it, she turned slightly so she could look at him. "I'll check on you in a few minutes."

He nodded as she walked out. Slowly he managed to pull his trunks down far enough so all he had to do was kick them off. He slowly got up and made his way to the bathroom. Once he was finished, he returned to the bed, pulled back the covers and climbed in. As he pulled the blanket up, the door opened and Evie came in.

"In bed already?" she asked.

"Just waiting for you."

She stood at the side of his bed. "Were you now?"

Hunter nodded his head in response and moved over to make room for her.

She smiled as she sat down on top of the blanket and leaned back against the pillow he had propped up against the headboard. "And why were you waiting for me?"

He said nothing as he shifted himself so that his head was lying in her lap. Evie chuckled as she began to stroke his hair. He let out a contented sigh. "I could get used to this," he said softly as he rested his hand on her leg.

"I'm sure you could." She fell silent for a few minutes as she continued to stroke his hair. "What are you going to do about Undertaker?"

"I dunno yet. He's probably bitching to Vince and knowing Vince, he probably has some scheme to keep me from being the contender for the title." Hunter stirred slightly. "I'll just have to wait to find out."

"At least Jericho has stopped bothering me. For now."

Absentmindedly, his hand squeezed her leg. "Just keep your eye on him. He can be sneaky."

"Don't worry. I don't plan on letting him out of my sight long enough."

They both became quiet again. Evie closed her eyes as she smoothed her hand over his hair again. She felt his muscles relax as his breathing deepened slightly. Opening her eyes, she looked down at him to find he had dozed off. Carefully, she nudged him.

"What?" he mumbled.

"Time for bed. You're falling asleep," she replied quietly. He lifted his head of her lap and laid it on his pillow. Evie stood and pulled the blanket up over his shoulder.

He opened his eyes slightly. "Do I get a goodnight kiss?"

She leaned over and brushed his lips with the lightest of kisses. "Go to sleep."

"G'night Evie."

"Goodnight Hunter." She switched off the light and left for her own room.

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True enough, Vince came up with a twenty Man Battle Royale to determine the number one contender for the Undisputed Championship. Nineteen men would be eliminated by going over the top rope and the remaining man would go on to King of the Ring to face Undertaker.

Sixteen men were eliminated, leaving Test, Hunter, Hogan and Jericho in the ring. Hogan and Hunter eliminated Jericho and Test at the same time and then faced each other. Somehow, both Hunter and Hogan went over the top rope and hit the ground at the same time. Two of the referees raised both Hunter and Hogan's hands, then proceeded to argue over who had won the match.

Vince showed up on the Titantron stating that this was quite the dilemma, but he had the answer. He stated that Undertaker didn't care who he faced, so the number one contender would be decided in a match of Hunter versus Hogan that same night.

Hunter stormed into his locker room muttering something about incompetent referees. He gestured violently to the security guard to leave. Evie caught a not so flattering reference to Vince as she came out of the bathroom.

"Okay, what happened now?" she asked.

"Damn Vince and those stupid referees. Since they couldn't determine whose feet touched the floor first, I now have a match with Hogan for the number one contender spot."

"So what's the problem?"

He grew angrier. "The problem is Vince is trying to screw me out of a title shot! I had that damn Battle Royale won but those fuckin' referees don't know their ass from a hole in the ground!" He picked up a water bottle and when he couldn't get the cap off, threw it against the wall.

"Hunter, calm down..."

"Don't fuckin' patronize me Evie! I'm not in the mood!" He started pacing back and forth.

She stared at him incredulously as she started to get angry. "Patronize you? Screw you Hunter! Just because you're mad, don't piss me off by yelling at me!"

Hunter stopped and looked at her. She stood there, glaring at him. "I told you I'm not in the mood for this Evie!"

"This is bullshit and you know it!" she said as she thrust a finger towards the door. "If you can't handle the crap that Vince throws at you then don't bitch about it to me!"

He closed his eyes as his hands clenched. "Evie, I'm trying to keep myself under control here and you're not helping," he bit out.

She said nothing as she left the room, shutting the door hard behind her. Once she was out in the hallway, she leaned against the wall and tried to calm herself down. A sudden thump against the door startled her. She leaned closer to the door and heard muffled banging. Apparently Hunter was taking his frustration out on whatever he could get his hands on.

Evie decided to take a little walk to give him some time to cool down. She hadn't meant to upset him even more, but it pissed her off when he yelled at her because he was mad. Push me and I'll push back harder.

She walked towards the catering area because it was the farthest distance from Hunter's locker room. As she was turning another corner, she caught a flash of a familiar face going into Vince's office. Quickly she stepped back the way she came so she wouldn't be noticed.

What the hell is she doing here? I thought she wasn't coming back. Evie risked a quick look around the corner and noticed the door to Vince's office was closed. Quickly she walked by. She didn't want to be around when that person came out.

Evie reached the catering area. It was fairly empty with the exception of a few of the set-up crew hanging around. She grabbed a bottle of juice for herself and started walking back. She was almost there when she heard footsteps behind her. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw Jericho behind her. She said nothing to him as she kept walking.

Jericho quickened his pace so that he was right behind her. "I've been looking for you Evie." She didn't respond. "I missed you." He smacked her backside.

Evie stopped abruptly. Jericho almost ran into her. "Touch me like that again and you'll regret it," she stated in a cold voice.

"C'mon sweetheart, you know you liked it." His hand came up to slap her on the ass again and before he even knew what had happened, she had turned suddenly and caught him by the wrist. She continued the momentum, twisting his arm up behind his back and pushing him towards the wall. She released her hold on his wrist and he fell towards the cement, but managed to put his hands up in time to keep from hitting the wall face first.

"Stay away from me Jericho," she said and continued down the hall.

Jericho said nothing as he watched her walk away. Just wait Red. You're gonna get what you deserve. He smirked as he went the other way.

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Hunter won the number one contender match with Hogan. He tried to help Hogan up off the mat, but Hogan threw him off. Hunter just shrugged and headed up the ramp. Hogan called him back, telling him he doesn't have a problem shaking the better man's hand. As Hogan tried to leave, Hunter called him back to pose in the ring for the crowd. Suddenly Angle's music hit and he started to come out. As Hogan and Hunter are watching him, Undertaker comes in from behind and jumps Hunter. Angle joined Taker in the ring and they both took on Hogan and Hunter. Taker choke slammed Hunter as Angle slammed Hogan. Taker then gave Hunter a Last Ride. Taker and Angle exited the ring and left the other two men lying on the canvas.

"This is becoming a common occurrence," Evie commented as Hunter stumbled into his locker room and collapsed onto the sofa. She saw the blood on his forehead. "Stay there. I'll get someone to take care of that cut for you."

Hunter swiped at the sticky red liquid. "Good. Cause I can't even move right now."

Evie left and returned shortly with someone in tow. They quickly cleaned Hunter up and changed the bandage. He lay back on the sofa after they were done and closed his eyes.

"Do you want anything?" Evie asked.

"Just some water. That bastard Vince better think twice before sending his damn cronies out next time. If I were a hundred percent, Taker would have been a grease spot on the canvas."

She handed him the water bottle and sat down on the arm of the sofa by his head. A few strands of hair had fallen across his forehead. She gently smoothed them away.

"That feels nice," he said quietly as he sat up so his head was resting on her leg. "Do it again."

She stroked his hair back from his face. "Headache?"

"A little."

"I have some aspirin if you want them."

He shook his head slightly. "I hate that stuff. But you know what else is good for a headache?"

Evie heard the slightly suggestive tone in his voice and smiled. "No. What else is good for a headache?" she played along.

"Maybe if I'm up to it, I'll show you later."

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Hunter had been quiet the entire ride to the hotel, but once they got to their room, his demeanor changed. All the hotels had been booked due to a convention that was in town and Evie and Hunter ended up having to share a room. She watched as he disappeared into the bathroom. She dropped her stuff on the chair, and then pulled a few things out of her suitcase so she could get ready for bed when he came out of the bathroom.

When he did, he looked at her. "Hurry up and do what you got to do."

She looked a little confused. "Why?"

"Cause I have something for you," he replied.

"Really? And what would that be?"

  Hunter smiled slyly. "Another cure for a headache." He abruptly turned and headed over to his suitcase.

Evie shook her head as she entered the bathroom to change for bed. So he's going to show me what else is good for a headache besides aspirin. Well, he's going to get a little more than he bargained for then, isn't he? She grinned mischievously as she got out of her clothes. She pulled a deep green satin nightie out of her lingerie bag. She had managed to pick it up in Nashville when she had run some errands for Hunter. Carefully she pulled it over her head and adjusted the thin straps. She pulled on a matching thong and took the elastic band out of her hair, letting it fall about her shoulders. She folded her clothes up and let them on the counter with her lingerie bag. Quickly she brushed her teeth and then walked back into the other room.

He was caught by surprise. He had expected her to be wearing one of her goofy nightshirts. His eyes widened as he looked her over.

She noticed the expression on his face. "What?"

  "I wasn't expecting you in that."

"Sometimes I feel like wearing something different. What's wrong with that?"

"Not a damn thing." He watched her walk past him and sit on the end of the bed.

"So what's this other cure you keep mentioning?" She innocently leaned back on her elbows.

His eyes followed her. The nightie, which fell to the middle of her thigh, rode up slightly when she had leaned back. He followed the line of her legs up over the rest of her body and stopped at her face.

She was looking at him expectantly. "Well? Are you going to tell me or are you going to stare at me all night?"

He smiled. "I never said I was going to tell you."

"If you aren't going to tell me, then what are you going to do?"

"Show you," he replied softly.

"Is that so?" Evie asked as she pushed herself farther up on the bed. She watched as he moved closer to her. Waiting until he was almost to the side of the bed, she rolled over onto her stomach. The fabric of her nightie pulled up, exposing the barest hint of her backside.

"What the hell are you wearing under there?" Hunter asked as he leaned towards her. "Or should I ask if you're wearing anything under there?"

"Why don't you find out," she answered matter-of-factly.

He lifted the hem and sucked in a breath at the sight of the strip of green satin that traveled up the middle of her backside to join the other band that was around her waist. He felt himself stir at the sight of her, laying there on her stomach with her ass in nothing but a thong.

Damn you woman, he thought, and then smiled as something else came to mind. He reached down with his other hand and pinched her exposed flesh.

She squealed as she rolled away from him. "What the hell did you do that for?"

He grinned. "You should know better. You're lucky I don't put you over my knee and spank you."

A twinkle appeared in her eyes. "You wouldn't."

"Oh yes I would," he answered as he crawled onto the bed, towards her.

Evie backed up into the headboard and couldn't go any further. He crept up over her until he was straddling her thighs. He reached out and pulled her closer to him, his mouth inches from hers.

"But I think a spanking can wait." His mouth came down on hers, kissing her hard.

One hand slid to her neck, holding her steady. His thumb was under her ear and he felt her pulse speed up. He drew back so he could move off her thighs and tugged her over so that she was lying on her side, facing him. His hand was slightly unsteady as he drew it up along the curve of her thigh and under her nightie. She shivered as she felt the gentle pressure travel under the garment and over her hip. He moved closer to her and his hand slipped around to caress her backside. She stifled a moan as his hand caressed her.

Hunter pulled her against him and his mouth reached down to brush hers. Every nerve in her body tingled with anticipation as she felt his arousal against her thigh. She wanted to hold out longer, to torture him a little more. She liked the fact that he hadn't tried to jump her the first opportunity he got. She was enjoying the teasing that had been going on. It was almost like a battle to see who could hold out the longest. Problem was, she didn't know how much longer she could take this. Her hands pressed against his broad chest and he moaned as she bit and sucked his lower lip. Her tongue slipped into his mouth, where it briefly entwined with his. Her hand drifted to his waist, then moved around to his backside where she squeezed hard.

He groaned as he pulled her closer. Her mouth moved to his neck and found his sensitive spot. She gently licked and bit him as she draped her leg over his and pressed herself up against him. He shuddered at the contact and tried to keep himself from ripping her nightie and thong off. Her lips came back to his and kissed him softly. She disengaged her mouth from his and tilted her head back so she could look at him.

"What was that?" he rasped.

A gleam appeared in Evie's eyes. "That was teasing. If you want more than that, you know where I am," she said as she slipped out of his embrace.

He smothered a chuckle and felt himself grow harder as he looked at her. One of the straps on her nightie had slipped down her shoulder and her hair was in disarray. Her full lips were slightly bruised from his kisses. He wanted nothing more than for her to get back into his bed, but he decided against it. There would be other chances. He pulled his blankets over himself. "Fine."

She climbed into the other bed, bending over so he got another peek at her rear end before she slid underneath the covers. "Goodnight Hunter."

He grinned as he turned out the light. "Goodnight."

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A/N: Long chapter I know. More on the way soon. Many thanks for the reviews! And yes I do like Michael Cole. I just like tormenting the poor man a whole lot more. Hee hee...!