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After dinner, Chris had indeed placed a call to his friend Adam. Adam was all too happy to help up and would come around ten the next morning. Chris excused himself to return a few other calls for a bit. After loading the dishes into the dishwasher, Lori decided to look around the house a little. Before too long, she found the recreation room and Chris's enormous collection of CD's. There were some guitars mounted to one wall. She noticed magazine covers displayed across the other walls.

'Wow!' She thought, 'He sure has been on a lot of them.'

Then she noticed one that featured his band, Fozzy. 'He's into music as well?' She spied his stereo system in the corner and decided to look for this 'Fozzy' cd that the magazine spoke of. It didn't take her too long, as Chris meticulously had arranged his entire collection alphabetically. Picking up the cd, she walked over and popped it into the stereo. Soon, she heard the unfamiliar strains of 'Stand Up and Shout' pouring out of the speakers. 'Not bad!' she thought as she listened to the song.

"There you are!" Chris called across from the doorway. "I see you found my stereo system."

"Yeah, this song is really cool!" Lori couldn't help but tell him.

"Thanks," Chris blushed at the compliment.

"So you have your own band?" Lori asked while turning the volume down a little.

"Yeah, but we don't play much because of my schedule with the WWE," Chris informed her.

"That's you on the vocals, isn't it?" Lori asked.

"Guilty," Chris answered. "I play guitar too, on some of the tracks."

"You play acoustic?" Lori inquired next noticing a simple Washburn 12- string.

"I love to play acoustic," Chris smiled. "Want to here some stuff?"

"I'd love to," Lori returned and switched off the sound system.

Chris took down the guitar from it's pegs and sat down on the couch to play. Lori sat across from him on the chair to watch and listen.

"What would you like to hear?" Chris asked.

"Well, I like all kinds of music, surprise me," Lori suggested.

"Here we go again, this is going to be like when I took you out to eat, isn't it?" Chris regarded her with raised eyebrows.

Lori couldn't help but giggle. "OK, ok, I'll make it easy on you," She teased. "How about 'Stairway to Heaven'; can you play that?"

"Ha, ha, very funny," Chris retorted.

"Play something from your album," Lori told him more seriously.

"Well, it might not sound too good," He explained. "Most of the stuff on my album is serious heavy metal not acoustic material."

"OK, well do you know Bon Jovi's 'Wanted Dead or Alive'?" Lori suggested, "I really like that one."

"Now, that I can do," Chris smiled. "I like it too."

He launched into a beautiful rendition of the song, Lori found herself wanting to sing along like she always did when she heard it.

"I'm a cow-boy.on a ste-el horse I ride.yeah, I'm wanted." Chris sang.

"Wa-nted," Lori echoed the backup part unable to resist.

"Dead or alive." They finished together.

"Hey do you know this one?" Chris asked as he began to play 'Nothing's Gonna Stop Us' by Starship.

"Yeah, I do; I love this band," Lori admitted.

They sang the duet as if they'd practiced it a million times. When Chris finished, he regarded her a moment before speaking.

"Lori, you have a beautiful voice," Chris told her. "Maybe, you should try a singing career."

Lori blushed, "I don't know Chris, I don't think I could handle being on stage alone. I hate being in front of people."

"Well, you are really good but I understand," Chris told her. "But it seems a shame to let that pretty voice go to waste."

"Let's change the subject, please Chris," Lori begged.

"OK," Chris replied. "Want to watch a movie before bed?"

"Sure," Lori replied as he hung the guitar back on the wall.

"Like Star Wars?" Chris asked her hopefully.

"Sure, do you have the first movie?" Lori returned then clarified. "Not episode one, the original one?"

"Baby, I have 'em all," Chris beamed proudly. "I'm one of those 'freaky' people. Would you like to see it in widescreen, original, or enhanced with added scenes?"

Lori chuckled, "Enhanced I guess."

"Want some popcorn?" Chris asked popping the dvd into the player.

"Sure, and a soda please," Lori answered and stifled a yawn, "I'm going to change for bed though, if that's all right?"

"OK," Chris smiled. "I'll be right back."

When he came back he plopped down on the couch once again. "Want to join me?" He asked hopefully and patted the space beside him.

"OK, but keep your hands to yourself and your eyes on the movie," Lori teased him.

"Yes ma'am," He laughed.

At that moment, the ferrets chose to enter the room. They were curious to investigate the bowl of popcorn.

"So what do you do with them when you go?" Lori asked.

"I have the cleaning lady come to check on them," Jericho answered and pushed Saucy away from the bowl. "No Saucy!" He scolded.

Cosmo jumped up onto Lori's lap and sniffed her carefully. After a few turns, he curled into a little ball and laid down.

"Aww, he's tired," Lori smiled and stroked his sable fur.

Saucy was not so content and he jumped off the coffee table onto the floor. He found his little ball and skittered away in hot pursuit.

"Cosmo definitely likes you," Chris commented as he pressed play on the remote.

The television flickered to life and the movie rolled. Lori had been tired and it didn't take long for her to end up fast asleep curled up against Chris's shoulder. Chris just let her rest there, savoring the physical contact and being there with her. When the movie was over; he picked her up and carried her groggy form back to her room.

He tucked her in and gently kissed her forehead, "Goodnight Princess." Then he turned and left the room.

He was gone before she even had awakened the next morning. She would not see him again until the Tuesday; he'd told her sadly. Lori got dressed in silence and strode out to the kitchen to wait for Adam to pick her up for the store.