PART 6
When Elisabeth kissed him, Shawn was taken aback, to say the very least. At first, he merely stood there, dumbfounded, as she planted her lips on his. Not long after though, he reacted, wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her to him, sliding his hands down until they rested on her hips, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips against his. Elisabeth, on the other hand, was not even aware of what she was doing...
Until Shawn slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Elisabeth jumped back, pushing Shawn away immediately. He stumbled back and stared at her in awe, obviously taken aback by her actions. She looked up at him, her green eyes widened in shock. Looking into his confused eyes, Elisabeth wanted nothing more but to be dead. What the hell had she done? Every single ounce of liquor that she had in her system drained out of her body in a woosh, and she suddenly became acutely aware of what had just happened.
"Oh my God... Shawn, I-I'm *so* sorry. I... I just, I..." she stuttered nervously, her gaze locking on the floor. She could feel her cheeks burning with sheer humiliation. Shawn shook his head, reaching out to her.
"Hey, don't be sorry. It's okay," he insisted, reaching out to touch her arm. As soon as he touched her, Elisabeth yanked away, flinching at his touch.
"No, no it's not! I shouldn't have kissed you. You... you were just divorced, and I... I just shouldn't have done it," she said, ashamed by her actions. She stood there for a minute, feeling as though her feet were glued to the floor. She wanted - no, needed - to get out of there, to get as far away from Shawn as possible so she wouldn't be able to make any more of an ass of herself than she already had...
If only she could move.
Shawn glanced at her questioningly. Even though she had explained why she shouldn't have kissed him, Shawn was more confused than ever. He once again - this time very cautiously - rasied his arm, reaching his hand out to touch her. His hand stopped when it was gently resting on her shoulder. All of a sudden, Elisabeth was able to pry her feet off of the floor. She pulled away from his grasp again, breaking free and running out of the club as fast as her legs would carry her. She didn't stop until she was out on the side of the building, back where no one could see her. Leaning against the wall, she dropped to the ground, burying her face in her knees. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, feeling the tears burning behind her closed lids. SHe couldn't believe what she had done. She kissed him. She *actually* kissed him... and not just any him, but Shawn Michaels. You'd think she would be happy, ecstatic even - after all, how many women dreamed of doing such a thing? - but she wasn't. She had never been so embarassed in her entire life. With the way she had acted a few minutes earlier, any fraction of a chance she had with Shawn flew out the window. iHe probably thinks I'm insane. Hell, I *am* insane. I'm sitting outside, on the ground, crying my eyes out because of a stupid kiss./i
"Hey, what are you doing out here?" Elisabeth heard a male voice call. She slowly raised her head, noticing not one, but two people standing in front of her, a man and a woman. She sighed, shaking her head as she took the woman's hand and allowed her to help her to her feet. Sending Elisabeth a consoling, yet confused look, Jay wrapped his arm around both her and Trish's shoulder, leading the two women to the car.
THE NEXT DAY
Shawn sat in his locker room, laying down on the couch. Although he was laying down, he was in no way relaxing. His mind was - ever since the night before - too wired to allow himself to do so. In fact, the thought of Elisabeth kissing him hadn't left his mind since... well, since they kissed. There was something about it... the way she grabbed him and just planted her lips on his, caused him a huge mix of emotions. It scared and surprised him, but in a way, it excited him. The thrill he got just by simply sharing a kiss with this young woman was something he hadn't felt in the longest time. It made him want to chase after her when she ran, but it also made his legs go numb so that he couldn't move. Shawn sighed... coming back to the WWE was supposed to help get his mind off of his personal issues, not create new ones. Then, there was a knock on the door, and Shawn's head snapped up, the noise bringing him to attention.
"Come in!" he called, trying to clear his mind of his thoughts. When the door was opened he glanced up, frowning slightly when he saw Jay Reso in the doorway. He knew immediately why the Canadian man had shown up at his door.
"Look, Jay, about the other night, I..." he started, prepared to apologize to him right off the bat. Jay put a hand up, shaking his head. Closing the door behind him, he walked over at sat down, staring at the older man with serious brown eyes.
"Shawn, I know what happened the other night. Elisabeth told me, and as surprised as I am to see that she would have the nerve to kiss you, I know she wouldn't lie to me. I'm not here to call you out for that," he said, pausing momentarily. "I, um... I just wanted to let you know that I understand... but that doesn't mean Chris will too. If and went he finds out about it, he's going to hit the roof. I've always considered myself very protective over Elisabeth, but Chris is about ten times worse." Shawn nodded, eyeing him speculatively.
"I'm, uh, I"m glad you're warning me about all this, I really am... but why?" he asked curiously. It seemed to be a logical enough question. After all, even though they certainly weren't enemies, they were by no means friends either. Jay was a hundred times closer to Chris than he was to himself... why would he be looking out for him?
"Because I know how she feels about you," he answered plainly. "She is absolutely crazy about you. I know she was drunk when she kissed you, but trust me when I saw that she likes you man, and she would really love to be with you."
"I don't understand Jay... why are you so big on the idea of us getting together?" he asked. Jay simply shrugged, his eyes still locked with Shawn's.
"I'm not particularly for the idea of you two together. What I *am* for though, is seeing Elisabeth happy. And in my honest opinion Shawn, you could be the one to make her that way," he explained. Shawn nodded again, taking what Jay had into consideration.
The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea. Since the night that he had met her, she had intrigued him. It was still a little early for him to be in a serious relationship, but getting to know Elisabeth sounded like a great plan. If Jay was right about him being able to make her happy, it was definitely worth a try. Who knew... if he could make her happy, then *she* could very well do the same for him. He had been searching and searching for someone to fill the void left by his ex-wife, and he just may have stumbled upon her unknowingly.
"What should I do?" he asked suddenly, turning back to the Canadian man.
"Talk to her," Jay replied simply. "Even if she's head over heels in love with you, she's too shy for her own good. She would never have the guts to talk to you, especially not after last night." Shawn sighed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I don't know," he said skeptically, after contemplating the idea for a few moments. "I mean, I want to, but... you don't think I'll scare her away or anything, do you?" Jay laughed at Shawn's inquiry, shaking his head confidently.
"Please... I don't think you could if you tried."
Shawn said nothing, his gaze travelling down to the floor and pausing there. Jay leaned forward slightly, resting his arms on his knees as he awaited a response. He eyed the other man closely, waiting for not so much a response, but at least a reaction. Finally, a small smile crept onto Shawn's face, and he looked back up at Jay.
"Okay... I'll do it," he said, grinning. "I'll talk to her sometime today." Jay nodded, smiling with relief. Then, standing up, he walked over and extended his hand to Shawn, shaking it firmly.
"I have to get going, but thanks for hearing me out. Good luck man," he said, sending one last wave as he headed out of the room.
"Thanks," Shawn nodded, watching as Jay stepped out of his locker room.
Once he was out of the locker room, Jay was off in search of Elisabeth. She would be *very* excited to hear what Shawn had told him. He really hoped that something happened with between them. It would really make Elisabeth happy, and after 27 years of searching, she definitely deserved it. As he strolled down the hall, Jay grinned brightly...
But he didn't notice the man standing behind the locker room door, who had been listening in the whole time.
When Elisabeth kissed him, Shawn was taken aback, to say the very least. At first, he merely stood there, dumbfounded, as she planted her lips on his. Not long after though, he reacted, wrapping his arms around her waist. He pulled her to him, sliding his hands down until they rested on her hips, enjoying the feeling of her soft lips against his. Elisabeth, on the other hand, was not even aware of what she was doing...
Until Shawn slipped his tongue into her mouth.
Elisabeth jumped back, pushing Shawn away immediately. He stumbled back and stared at her in awe, obviously taken aback by her actions. She looked up at him, her green eyes widened in shock. Looking into his confused eyes, Elisabeth wanted nothing more but to be dead. What the hell had she done? Every single ounce of liquor that she had in her system drained out of her body in a woosh, and she suddenly became acutely aware of what had just happened.
"Oh my God... Shawn, I-I'm *so* sorry. I... I just, I..." she stuttered nervously, her gaze locking on the floor. She could feel her cheeks burning with sheer humiliation. Shawn shook his head, reaching out to her.
"Hey, don't be sorry. It's okay," he insisted, reaching out to touch her arm. As soon as he touched her, Elisabeth yanked away, flinching at his touch.
"No, no it's not! I shouldn't have kissed you. You... you were just divorced, and I... I just shouldn't have done it," she said, ashamed by her actions. She stood there for a minute, feeling as though her feet were glued to the floor. She wanted - no, needed - to get out of there, to get as far away from Shawn as possible so she wouldn't be able to make any more of an ass of herself than she already had...
If only she could move.
Shawn glanced at her questioningly. Even though she had explained why she shouldn't have kissed him, Shawn was more confused than ever. He once again - this time very cautiously - rasied his arm, reaching his hand out to touch her. His hand stopped when it was gently resting on her shoulder. All of a sudden, Elisabeth was able to pry her feet off of the floor. She pulled away from his grasp again, breaking free and running out of the club as fast as her legs would carry her. She didn't stop until she was out on the side of the building, back where no one could see her. Leaning against the wall, she dropped to the ground, burying her face in her knees. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly, feeling the tears burning behind her closed lids. SHe couldn't believe what she had done. She kissed him. She *actually* kissed him... and not just any him, but Shawn Michaels. You'd think she would be happy, ecstatic even - after all, how many women dreamed of doing such a thing? - but she wasn't. She had never been so embarassed in her entire life. With the way she had acted a few minutes earlier, any fraction of a chance she had with Shawn flew out the window. iHe probably thinks I'm insane. Hell, I *am* insane. I'm sitting outside, on the ground, crying my eyes out because of a stupid kiss./i
"Hey, what are you doing out here?" Elisabeth heard a male voice call. She slowly raised her head, noticing not one, but two people standing in front of her, a man and a woman. She sighed, shaking her head as she took the woman's hand and allowed her to help her to her feet. Sending Elisabeth a consoling, yet confused look, Jay wrapped his arm around both her and Trish's shoulder, leading the two women to the car.
THE NEXT DAY
Shawn sat in his locker room, laying down on the couch. Although he was laying down, he was in no way relaxing. His mind was - ever since the night before - too wired to allow himself to do so. In fact, the thought of Elisabeth kissing him hadn't left his mind since... well, since they kissed. There was something about it... the way she grabbed him and just planted her lips on his, caused him a huge mix of emotions. It scared and surprised him, but in a way, it excited him. The thrill he got just by simply sharing a kiss with this young woman was something he hadn't felt in the longest time. It made him want to chase after her when she ran, but it also made his legs go numb so that he couldn't move. Shawn sighed... coming back to the WWE was supposed to help get his mind off of his personal issues, not create new ones. Then, there was a knock on the door, and Shawn's head snapped up, the noise bringing him to attention.
"Come in!" he called, trying to clear his mind of his thoughts. When the door was opened he glanced up, frowning slightly when he saw Jay Reso in the doorway. He knew immediately why the Canadian man had shown up at his door.
"Look, Jay, about the other night, I..." he started, prepared to apologize to him right off the bat. Jay put a hand up, shaking his head. Closing the door behind him, he walked over at sat down, staring at the older man with serious brown eyes.
"Shawn, I know what happened the other night. Elisabeth told me, and as surprised as I am to see that she would have the nerve to kiss you, I know she wouldn't lie to me. I'm not here to call you out for that," he said, pausing momentarily. "I, um... I just wanted to let you know that I understand... but that doesn't mean Chris will too. If and went he finds out about it, he's going to hit the roof. I've always considered myself very protective over Elisabeth, but Chris is about ten times worse." Shawn nodded, eyeing him speculatively.
"I'm, uh, I"m glad you're warning me about all this, I really am... but why?" he asked curiously. It seemed to be a logical enough question. After all, even though they certainly weren't enemies, they were by no means friends either. Jay was a hundred times closer to Chris than he was to himself... why would he be looking out for him?
"Because I know how she feels about you," he answered plainly. "She is absolutely crazy about you. I know she was drunk when she kissed you, but trust me when I saw that she likes you man, and she would really love to be with you."
"I don't understand Jay... why are you so big on the idea of us getting together?" he asked. Jay simply shrugged, his eyes still locked with Shawn's.
"I'm not particularly for the idea of you two together. What I *am* for though, is seeing Elisabeth happy. And in my honest opinion Shawn, you could be the one to make her that way," he explained. Shawn nodded again, taking what Jay had into consideration.
The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea. Since the night that he had met her, she had intrigued him. It was still a little early for him to be in a serious relationship, but getting to know Elisabeth sounded like a great plan. If Jay was right about him being able to make her happy, it was definitely worth a try. Who knew... if he could make her happy, then *she* could very well do the same for him. He had been searching and searching for someone to fill the void left by his ex-wife, and he just may have stumbled upon her unknowingly.
"What should I do?" he asked suddenly, turning back to the Canadian man.
"Talk to her," Jay replied simply. "Even if she's head over heels in love with you, she's too shy for her own good. She would never have the guts to talk to you, especially not after last night." Shawn sighed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
"I don't know," he said skeptically, after contemplating the idea for a few moments. "I mean, I want to, but... you don't think I'll scare her away or anything, do you?" Jay laughed at Shawn's inquiry, shaking his head confidently.
"Please... I don't think you could if you tried."
Shawn said nothing, his gaze travelling down to the floor and pausing there. Jay leaned forward slightly, resting his arms on his knees as he awaited a response. He eyed the other man closely, waiting for not so much a response, but at least a reaction. Finally, a small smile crept onto Shawn's face, and he looked back up at Jay.
"Okay... I'll do it," he said, grinning. "I'll talk to her sometime today." Jay nodded, smiling with relief. Then, standing up, he walked over and extended his hand to Shawn, shaking it firmly.
"I have to get going, but thanks for hearing me out. Good luck man," he said, sending one last wave as he headed out of the room.
"Thanks," Shawn nodded, watching as Jay stepped out of his locker room.
Once he was out of the locker room, Jay was off in search of Elisabeth. She would be *very* excited to hear what Shawn had told him. He really hoped that something happened with between them. It would really make Elisabeth happy, and after 27 years of searching, she definitely deserved it. As he strolled down the hall, Jay grinned brightly...
But he didn't notice the man standing behind the locker room door, who had been listening in the whole time.