Chapter 15
A month later, Trish and Marcus were on maternity leave, they had a 6lb. 4 ounce 21 inches long baby named Samantha Marie LaMonica to keep them company… I was finally deemed healthy and ready to return to work…I couldn't wait to get back in the ring…the whole time I was out, I didn't stop going to the gym, so I still looked good…Mark and Glenn had taken me under their wings for protection and helped me train…
I was so ready to kick a little ass…all the pent up energy from Paul's dumb ass, not to mention the hint of sexual tension between Mark and me, that we weren't acknowledging because we were just keeping the friends part of it…we had never really discussed what we were feeling, but just the same we both knew exactly how we felt towards one another. Glenn saw it to, but kept it to himself…he knew if he said anything the tension would get more intense, and he didn't want to cause any problems, especially with me trying to get back into the swing of things again…plus he also didn't want to make Mark crazy by asking him a bunch of questions that he already knew the answers to…
One day Mark and I were in the ring, about 6 hours before Monday Night Raw was going to start and we were going over everything that was going to be happening later that night…we were in a tag match against Lisa (Ivory) and Paul Wight (Big Show)…Glenn was in the back talking to his girlfriend at the time Torrie Wilson…he was supposed to be down by the ring with us, but opted for a conversation with his woman…well really wasn't a conversation as much as it was him pulling her into a dark dressing room and ravaging her body…which she really didn't mind…They had been going together for a year so they were still in the "honeymoon" phase of their relationship…you know the phase where every chance you get you have some wild sex, where ever possible at the time. It was good to see the both of them so happy…
So all I had on was levis, tinny shoes, and a tank top and left my hair down…Mark had on pretty much the same thing, except he had a t-shirt on and had his hair pulled back in a tight braid out of his face…plus his steel toed boots on…he seemed to hate wearing tinny shoes… When I first looked up at him I felt intimidated again, and had this look on my face and Mark said, "C'mon Chelle, don't start letting me intimidate you again…besides Show is bigger then me…are you scared of him?"
I said, "NO, but that's only because he is a big ole teddy bear, he never threatened me…but then again his attitude is getting worse every month…wait a minute, how'd you know I was feeling intimidated by you??" Mark laughed and said, "I can tell by the look in your eyes." I smiled a little and shook my head as I said, "I guess it was a little noticeable…huh?" Mark said, "Oh yea, just slightly."
I said, "I couldn't help but be intimidated, Mark, you're a foot plus taller then me and pretty much 170lbs plus more then my little 5'9" and 125lbs…" Mark just laughed and shook his head…and said, "You'd think after all the time in the last 4 months we've spent together, that you would have gotten used to me already. But it's okay…I don't blame you, and I don't mind…well I do mind I don't want you being scared of me…I'm the same person, just in a different character." I said, "Oh no…don't pull that I'm the same person crap, cause you're ring persona is much more intensely scary then off the camera…"
After we laughed a little more we finally got down to business…Mark was trying to play the role of Big Show, so I could get used to him coming after me…Mark whipped me off the ropes and clothes lined me…but not as hard as it was supposed to be, when I hit the mat (Show) was supposed to make an attempted 3 count which would fail cause (Taker) would come in and save me at the last second…
Mark got down and did the whole covering thing…and out of breath I said, "Mark, you're smashing my boob and it hurts…" laughing, cause I knew he was trying to be serious about the practice run before show time… It was just the way I was laying…Mark pushed up with his hands and held himself lingering over my body and said, "Sorry sweetie." I said, "No problem…god I hope Show doesn't lay like that on me…because what boob I do have I don't want to intentionally do something to make them leave." I tugged on Mark's braid that had slid from behind hanging off of his shoulder…
Mark said, "I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry." I said, "I think I'll live." And reach up and touched Mark's cheek and smiled…Mark leaned down and kissed me…it was deep and passion filled…I pushed him off of me and stood up and faced one of the turnbuckles…Mark got up and said, "Michelle, I'm sorry." Mark walked over to the corner I was in, and put his hands on the ropes, one on either side of my body, and I could feel the heat from his body against my arms and back…
I said, "I really hope Show doesn't kiss me tonight, because I don't remember that being in the script." Mark said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to…okay well maybe I did, you were just laying there, and you looked so beautiful…and well I couldn't help myself…" I turned around, becoming suddenly aware of how close he was standing to me. I pulled my self up with the ropes and sat on the turnbuckle my feet resting on the second row of ropes…I was eye to eye with Mark.
I said, "Don't be sorry, I'm not…it was a nice kiss…It gives us a chance to talk about something we've been trying to avoid for a while." Mark said, "You mean the tension between us…every time were sitting next to each other, we want to touch but we get scared cause we don't want anyone to see us…cause of mixed reactions, and because of Paul…" I said, "Exactly…You know what I've decided?" Mark said, "No, what?"
I said, "Paul brought this all on by himself, and if he can't figure out his missing out on this great life with me, then…fuck 'em…I'm at the point where I couldn't care less who sees me with you or what we do in front of other people, we have a really good friendship, that will outlast most peoples marriages…I mean as it is when were not around other people, you hold my hand like we are teenagers and I love it…the physical contact feels great…to have someone care for me again and not be afraid of who sees, or not be afraid to show me exactly what you're feeling…it's the best part…"
I pulled Mark closer and took his hands and put them around my waist and I slowly slid my hands up his huge arms, over his shoulders and around his neck and said, "So I think there should be a little less hiding what we feel and a little more showing how we feel." We leaned in together and started kissing…It made the censors in my body go off…like there should be some red neon sign slashing in my brain screeching "SEXUAL MELT DOWN!! SEXUAL MELT DOWN!!"
About that time Glenn looked through the curtain and saw us kissing and nearly fell down the stairs in the back when he whipped himself back behind the curtain as to not disturb us…
When we stopped, I said, "Now that was a nice kiss…and that time I meant to do it." Mark said, "I'm really glad you did that I don't think I could have controlled myself much longer." A smiled slowly crept across both our faces and we just went ahead and went back to practicing for the night…we never said anything to anyone…it was no one's business…