"Stephanie, I'd like to talk about Taboo Tuesday." Her dad said calmly.
Stephanie let out a sigh of relief. "Okay Dad, what about Taboo Tuesday?"
"Well I just wanted to let you know that when Eric faces Eugene in his match, I don't want you to interfere, or it will cost you your job." Vince said calmly, as if it didn't matter either way.
Stephanie didn't let her nerves get the best of her. "What makes you think I'd interfere in his match Dad?" She asked, already annoyed with the subject.
"Well it might have something to do with the last time you two were at a Pay Per View together, you both seemed like you wanted to tear each other's head off." He laughed a little to himself.
Stephanie thought back to that moment. The last PPV her Father actually watched when Stephanie and Eric were actually in the same section of the area was when Randy Orton was trying to decide to go to RAW or Smackdown! It was a few months after their kiss at Halloween she had thought about more then she should have after a period of time.
"Hello?" Vince said.
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking." She sighed to herself. "Look, you don't have to worry about me interfering okay? I don't have any reason to anyways."
Vince thought for a moment. "This isn't like you Stephanie. Is something wrong?" He asked.
"Not that you care, but no." She then pulled up to her hotel finally.
"Ms. McMahon we've arrived." Her driver called to her.
"Look, I have to go. It's late. I need some rest. Good night Vince." She hung up quickly as the driver opened the door for her to get out.
Stephanie walked into the hotel and headed toward the elevator. She pressed the up button 3 times, impatiently waiting. It wasn't long before she finally heard a ding! letting her know it was time to get on the elevator. She stepped in and sighed, pressing the 2 button. Before the doors closed she saw someone she had been wanting to talk to for the past few hours since the match.
"Hello Stephanie. Can we talk?" He asked.
"Sure." She shrugged.
He entered the elevator and pressed the close doors button. "Look. I know I probably stirred something up between you and Eric because of the way I acted out in the ring, but.. I just care about you. I don't want to see you get hurt. I'm sorry" Shawn smiled. He was the only one who knew of the relationship, well himself and Hunter who had just found out. She had trusted Shawn for a long time, and she knew he was the only friend she had that wouldn't judge her for having a relationship with Eric.
Stephanie smiled. "It's okay Shawn. Eric is just a very jealous person. He'll get over it eventually."
"I hope he does, cause if he doesn't...He wouldn't have any idea of what he lost." Shawn half-smiled as he crossed his arms.
They stopped at the 2nd floor and Stephanie reached into her purse to get her hotel key. "Well, this is my stop. Good night Shawn."
"Good night Stephanie." He watched as she left the elevator and headed toward his room, he pressed the 3 button and sighed, waiting for his floor.
Stephanie walked down the hallway to her room. She stopped and took out her key, opening the door carefully. She turned on the light and took off her coat, throwing it on the nearest chair. Slowly she started unbuttoning her shirt until she heard something in her room. She slowly picked up a metal hanger and headed toward her bedroom. Her heart was beating out of control. When she looked over to her bed she sighed and relaxed a bit, looking at the dark haired man standing before her. "Eric..."
He looked down at the metal hanger in her hand. "You thought it was someone else? What were you doing to do? Beat me to death with a hanger?" He smiled.
Stephanie threw it off to the side as she stepped closer to him. "Thought about it."
He ran his hand through his hair for a moment then tried to think of a way to say what he came here for. "Steph..." He paused. "Look, I'm not very good at these things so bare with me."
Stephanie crossed her arms. "Okay, go on."
Eric paced for a moment then walked up to her, placing his hands on her arms. "I'm really sorry for over reacting tonight. It's just.. after what you did before we started seeing each other, with Shawn and your plan to make me jealous it just.. I couldn't help but wonder if he really did have feelings for you and he wasn't just playing along."
"Eric, Shawn is my best friend. I'm sure he has no feelings for me whatsoever." She assured him.
Eric nodded for a moment, agreeing with her.
"I need to get changed for bed, will you wait here for a minute?" She asked.
"Alright." He said before walking over to her bedside, sitting down and kicking off his shoes.
Stephanie took a quick shower then put her hair up in a pony tail, then changed into her dark purple nightgown. She walked out of the bathroom and sat down next to Eric on her bed. Eric turned and looked at her, eyeing her up and down. "Is this the one I bought you?" He asked.
She crossed her legs. "No, I bought this one, you gave me the lighter purple one."
"Oh okay, I knew it was purple, and short.. skimpy.." He leaned in toward her, putting his hand on her leg.
"Eric..." She warned.
"What? I just want to make up with you.." He started kissing her shoulder up to her neck.
Stephanie stood up quickly. "Not tonight."
He stood up as well and put his arm around her waist, pulling her in to him for a long, loving kiss. He let his hands roam up to her night gown straps, pulling them down. "Eric.." She laughed, pulling away.
"C'mon Steph, don't tease me.. " He smirked as he removed his jacket, throwing it on the closest chair.
She pulled the covers back and laid down, Eric quickly joined her. He let his arm fall over her waist as he pressed himself close against her body, kissing her neck and shoulder blade softly. Stephanie turned around to face him, she knew what she was doing with him was wrong, but if it was so wrong of her to do then why did it feel so right?
Eric touched her face softly, then kissed her for a moment. Stephanie smiled as she removed her nightie slowly, Eric's eyes didn't leave her, not even for a second. He started removing his shirt and jeans after she was done until all he had left was his boxers. He pressed Stephanie down onto the bed then pulled the sheets over the two of them, finally removing his last article of clothing.
Back at another hotel room a fellow superstar laid in his bed watching an old video of Triple H's released a few years back. He occasionally rewound the parts that had Stephanie in it - watching them over and over again until he was satisfied.
He knew he was acting like a stalker, and maybe even a bit of a pervert, but he had no other way of being this close to her, other then bitching about one of his matches or how he deserved a shot at a title.
Stephanie would come out during his matches and try and stop them, or distract him. She'd do anything to make his life miserable, and yet something was drawing him to her. He knew it couldn't just be an attraction, when he kissed her all those times in the middle of the ring he felt something, it just felt right to him. She would pretend to not like it, but he knew she did. Once or twice he could've sworn she kissed him back, and that meant something to him, he acted as if she was nothing to him though.
"I can't believe I compared her to road kill once, what an idiot." He said to himself, turning off the TV.
Chris sat up and pulled the covers over him, he turned a couple times, trying to get comfortable, but he knew he couldn't drift off to sleep and not think about her before slipping into a long, peaceful slumber.
Author Notes: Hmm sorry if that was too creepy for you, but I had to add a twist to the story. Plus I didn't want to make Eric and Steph's make up sex too graphic for those with a weak stomach. (Snicker) Thanks for the reviews everyone, and I hope you enjoy the next chapter, it'll be interesting!
Stephanie let out a sigh of relief. "Okay Dad, what about Taboo Tuesday?"
"Well I just wanted to let you know that when Eric faces Eugene in his match, I don't want you to interfere, or it will cost you your job." Vince said calmly, as if it didn't matter either way.
Stephanie didn't let her nerves get the best of her. "What makes you think I'd interfere in his match Dad?" She asked, already annoyed with the subject.
"Well it might have something to do with the last time you two were at a Pay Per View together, you both seemed like you wanted to tear each other's head off." He laughed a little to himself.
Stephanie thought back to that moment. The last PPV her Father actually watched when Stephanie and Eric were actually in the same section of the area was when Randy Orton was trying to decide to go to RAW or Smackdown! It was a few months after their kiss at Halloween she had thought about more then she should have after a period of time.
"Hello?" Vince said.
"Oh, sorry, I was just thinking." She sighed to herself. "Look, you don't have to worry about me interfering okay? I don't have any reason to anyways."
Vince thought for a moment. "This isn't like you Stephanie. Is something wrong?" He asked.
"Not that you care, but no." She then pulled up to her hotel finally.
"Ms. McMahon we've arrived." Her driver called to her.
"Look, I have to go. It's late. I need some rest. Good night Vince." She hung up quickly as the driver opened the door for her to get out.
Stephanie walked into the hotel and headed toward the elevator. She pressed the up button 3 times, impatiently waiting. It wasn't long before she finally heard a ding! letting her know it was time to get on the elevator. She stepped in and sighed, pressing the 2 button. Before the doors closed she saw someone she had been wanting to talk to for the past few hours since the match.
"Hello Stephanie. Can we talk?" He asked.
"Sure." She shrugged.
He entered the elevator and pressed the close doors button. "Look. I know I probably stirred something up between you and Eric because of the way I acted out in the ring, but.. I just care about you. I don't want to see you get hurt. I'm sorry" Shawn smiled. He was the only one who knew of the relationship, well himself and Hunter who had just found out. She had trusted Shawn for a long time, and she knew he was the only friend she had that wouldn't judge her for having a relationship with Eric.
Stephanie smiled. "It's okay Shawn. Eric is just a very jealous person. He'll get over it eventually."
"I hope he does, cause if he doesn't...He wouldn't have any idea of what he lost." Shawn half-smiled as he crossed his arms.
They stopped at the 2nd floor and Stephanie reached into her purse to get her hotel key. "Well, this is my stop. Good night Shawn."
"Good night Stephanie." He watched as she left the elevator and headed toward his room, he pressed the 3 button and sighed, waiting for his floor.
Stephanie walked down the hallway to her room. She stopped and took out her key, opening the door carefully. She turned on the light and took off her coat, throwing it on the nearest chair. Slowly she started unbuttoning her shirt until she heard something in her room. She slowly picked up a metal hanger and headed toward her bedroom. Her heart was beating out of control. When she looked over to her bed she sighed and relaxed a bit, looking at the dark haired man standing before her. "Eric..."
He looked down at the metal hanger in her hand. "You thought it was someone else? What were you doing to do? Beat me to death with a hanger?" He smiled.
Stephanie threw it off to the side as she stepped closer to him. "Thought about it."
He ran his hand through his hair for a moment then tried to think of a way to say what he came here for. "Steph..." He paused. "Look, I'm not very good at these things so bare with me."
Stephanie crossed her arms. "Okay, go on."
Eric paced for a moment then walked up to her, placing his hands on her arms. "I'm really sorry for over reacting tonight. It's just.. after what you did before we started seeing each other, with Shawn and your plan to make me jealous it just.. I couldn't help but wonder if he really did have feelings for you and he wasn't just playing along."
"Eric, Shawn is my best friend. I'm sure he has no feelings for me whatsoever." She assured him.
Eric nodded for a moment, agreeing with her.
"I need to get changed for bed, will you wait here for a minute?" She asked.
"Alright." He said before walking over to her bedside, sitting down and kicking off his shoes.
Stephanie took a quick shower then put her hair up in a pony tail, then changed into her dark purple nightgown. She walked out of the bathroom and sat down next to Eric on her bed. Eric turned and looked at her, eyeing her up and down. "Is this the one I bought you?" He asked.
She crossed her legs. "No, I bought this one, you gave me the lighter purple one."
"Oh okay, I knew it was purple, and short.. skimpy.." He leaned in toward her, putting his hand on her leg.
"Eric..." She warned.
"What? I just want to make up with you.." He started kissing her shoulder up to her neck.
Stephanie stood up quickly. "Not tonight."
He stood up as well and put his arm around her waist, pulling her in to him for a long, loving kiss. He let his hands roam up to her night gown straps, pulling them down. "Eric.." She laughed, pulling away.
"C'mon Steph, don't tease me.. " He smirked as he removed his jacket, throwing it on the closest chair.
She pulled the covers back and laid down, Eric quickly joined her. He let his arm fall over her waist as he pressed himself close against her body, kissing her neck and shoulder blade softly. Stephanie turned around to face him, she knew what she was doing with him was wrong, but if it was so wrong of her to do then why did it feel so right?
Eric touched her face softly, then kissed her for a moment. Stephanie smiled as she removed her nightie slowly, Eric's eyes didn't leave her, not even for a second. He started removing his shirt and jeans after she was done until all he had left was his boxers. He pressed Stephanie down onto the bed then pulled the sheets over the two of them, finally removing his last article of clothing.
Back at another hotel room a fellow superstar laid in his bed watching an old video of Triple H's released a few years back. He occasionally rewound the parts that had Stephanie in it - watching them over and over again until he was satisfied.
He knew he was acting like a stalker, and maybe even a bit of a pervert, but he had no other way of being this close to her, other then bitching about one of his matches or how he deserved a shot at a title.
Stephanie would come out during his matches and try and stop them, or distract him. She'd do anything to make his life miserable, and yet something was drawing him to her. He knew it couldn't just be an attraction, when he kissed her all those times in the middle of the ring he felt something, it just felt right to him. She would pretend to not like it, but he knew she did. Once or twice he could've sworn she kissed him back, and that meant something to him, he acted as if she was nothing to him though.
"I can't believe I compared her to road kill once, what an idiot." He said to himself, turning off the TV.
Chris sat up and pulled the covers over him, he turned a couple times, trying to get comfortable, but he knew he couldn't drift off to sleep and not think about her before slipping into a long, peaceful slumber.
Author Notes: Hmm sorry if that was too creepy for you, but I had to add a twist to the story. Plus I didn't want to make Eric and Steph's make up sex too graphic for those with a weak stomach. (Snicker) Thanks for the reviews everyone, and I hope you enjoy the next chapter, it'll be interesting!