Title: When Reality Strikes
I don't even try to fight it I've always had the hots for him. When Mark pulls away a minute later I lean against the counter panting. I look up at him and see the satisfied smirk. "I bet the rookie out there didn't kiss you like that." He just had to go and ruin the moment by opening his big mouth. " I didn't realize I was involved in a kissing contest, if that's the case I have a few more stops to make." I go to push past Mark but he puts his arms around my waist and pulls me to him. " Why do you keep fighting it? I know you want me and you know you want me so I don't see what the problem is. Your friend even told me you like me. So let's get out of here and go to the hotel. I can guarantee you will have the time of your life."
If he had just kissed me and took me back to the hotel we would already be undressed and in bed. But of course not he had to turn into a cocky bastard. " I do admit the idea has its merit but I going to tell you what's going to happen right now. You are going to let me go and I am going to go back to the table. We'll just pretend this little incident never happened ok?" I pat his cheek and try not to laugh at the anger I see swimming in his eyes. Just as he goes to open his mouth a woman walks into the bathroom. I use the distraction to my advantage and rush out of the room. When I get back to the table I see everyone is getting ready to leave.
Trish walks over to me and throws her arm around me. "Where have you been? I was about to send out a search party?" I lean over and whisper to her about what detained me. As I get to the part about Mark her eyes open real wide. "He kissed you?" I tell her to be quiet and pull her out of the club. Before we can discuss it further the guys all walk out behind us. I notice Kevin and Shawn keep staring at us and that's when I realize Trish still has her arm around me. I smile at them and turn back to her. I tell Trish we will talk about it later. When I see Mark coming towards me I run over to Glenn and try to hide behind him. "Erica not that I don't like having you near me but what the hell are you doing?" I peak around him to see where Mark is and I jump when I see he's spotted me. " I was trying to hide but my cover's been blown. Thanks for the help." When Trish pulls up in the car I jump in the backseat and we drive off towards the hotel. As Trish drives I can't help but think this stuff with Mark is long from over.
A week and a half later
I made it through my first week and half, thank god. The night after my kiss with Mark I fully expected him to corner me and make me talk but surprisingly he kept his distance. I just chalked it up to him having too much to drink that night. But that didn't stop me from replaying the kiss in my head over and over again. I think Mark has finally found me useful because he didn't have to keep track of his plane tickets or hotel reservations this week. And I also got him and some of the other guys to go to the children's hospital. I think once the guys got there they were having more fun then the kids.
Tonight is RAW so I'm sitting in his locker room while he's out in the ring. Glenn is off somewhere getting his costume adjusted. As I watch the monitor I realize Mark's match is over and he is heading back here. I get up and walk out the door. On my way down to the gorilla position I grab Mark a bottle of water. Once he's through the curtain I toss him the bottle. " Great match baby, you're the greatest the absolute best. Did that sound convincing?" He glares at me and then takes a sip of his water. "Very funny smartass. Are you ready to leave?" I nod my head at him and follow him down the hallway. As I watch him walk I realize he's limping.
When we get into the locker room I grab my bag and go to grab Mark's too but he yells at me. "I know you're not trying to carry my bag. And you know the routine hand over your bag too." I really don't want him carrying this stuff but judging by the look on his face I hand over the bags. I follow him out to the car and get in. Halfway too the hotel it starts to rain so bad you can barely see out the windshield. When we get to the hotel we park the car and grab our bags and rush inside. By now Mark is limping very badly. We're both soaked and all I want to do is take a hot shower and climb into bed. Mark seems to be looking for something and when I ask he tells me he forgot one of his bags in the car. " Just get it in the morning. Let's go check in."
Mark shakes his head. "I have pills in that bag that will help the swelling in my knee go down. So you can stop pretending not to notice I'm limping." I tell him to get on line to check in and before he can say anything I run back out into the rain. By the time I return my clothes are stuck to my skin and I'm shivering. Mark is sitting down in the lobby. I walk over to him and hand him his bag. " What the hell were you thinking running out into the rain like that? I would of went and got my bag myself." I can't believe him sometimes. He can't even say thank you. " Well your welcome." I turn and walk away from him.
When I go to check in they tell me I don't have a reservation. "What do you mean? I called before to confirm and I was told I had two rooms." The clerk looks in the computer and tells me one of the rooms was given away and Mark had taken the other room. I tell her to just give me another room but she tells me there are no more vacancies. "Great this is just great." I turn and walk back to Mark. He stands and grabs his bags. "What room are you in?" I shake my head. "I don't have a room, somehow mine was given away and they don't have anymore rooms. If you don't mind I would like to take the car and go find another hotel. I promise to be back in the morning."
When Mark grabs onto my bags too and walks off to the elevator I run to catch up to him. "Hello? Didn't you just hear what I said?" Mark motions for me to follow him into the elevator. "Yes I heard what you said and I don't want you driving in this weather so you're staying with me. End of discussion so don't even bother to open your mouth to argue." Oh god since I booked his room I know there's only one bed, lord give me strength.
I don't even try to fight it I've always had the hots for him. When Mark pulls away a minute later I lean against the counter panting. I look up at him and see the satisfied smirk. "I bet the rookie out there didn't kiss you like that." He just had to go and ruin the moment by opening his big mouth. " I didn't realize I was involved in a kissing contest, if that's the case I have a few more stops to make." I go to push past Mark but he puts his arms around my waist and pulls me to him. " Why do you keep fighting it? I know you want me and you know you want me so I don't see what the problem is. Your friend even told me you like me. So let's get out of here and go to the hotel. I can guarantee you will have the time of your life."
If he had just kissed me and took me back to the hotel we would already be undressed and in bed. But of course not he had to turn into a cocky bastard. " I do admit the idea has its merit but I going to tell you what's going to happen right now. You are going to let me go and I am going to go back to the table. We'll just pretend this little incident never happened ok?" I pat his cheek and try not to laugh at the anger I see swimming in his eyes. Just as he goes to open his mouth a woman walks into the bathroom. I use the distraction to my advantage and rush out of the room. When I get back to the table I see everyone is getting ready to leave.
Trish walks over to me and throws her arm around me. "Where have you been? I was about to send out a search party?" I lean over and whisper to her about what detained me. As I get to the part about Mark her eyes open real wide. "He kissed you?" I tell her to be quiet and pull her out of the club. Before we can discuss it further the guys all walk out behind us. I notice Kevin and Shawn keep staring at us and that's when I realize Trish still has her arm around me. I smile at them and turn back to her. I tell Trish we will talk about it later. When I see Mark coming towards me I run over to Glenn and try to hide behind him. "Erica not that I don't like having you near me but what the hell are you doing?" I peak around him to see where Mark is and I jump when I see he's spotted me. " I was trying to hide but my cover's been blown. Thanks for the help." When Trish pulls up in the car I jump in the backseat and we drive off towards the hotel. As Trish drives I can't help but think this stuff with Mark is long from over.
A week and a half later
I made it through my first week and half, thank god. The night after my kiss with Mark I fully expected him to corner me and make me talk but surprisingly he kept his distance. I just chalked it up to him having too much to drink that night. But that didn't stop me from replaying the kiss in my head over and over again. I think Mark has finally found me useful because he didn't have to keep track of his plane tickets or hotel reservations this week. And I also got him and some of the other guys to go to the children's hospital. I think once the guys got there they were having more fun then the kids.
Tonight is RAW so I'm sitting in his locker room while he's out in the ring. Glenn is off somewhere getting his costume adjusted. As I watch the monitor I realize Mark's match is over and he is heading back here. I get up and walk out the door. On my way down to the gorilla position I grab Mark a bottle of water. Once he's through the curtain I toss him the bottle. " Great match baby, you're the greatest the absolute best. Did that sound convincing?" He glares at me and then takes a sip of his water. "Very funny smartass. Are you ready to leave?" I nod my head at him and follow him down the hallway. As I watch him walk I realize he's limping.
When we get into the locker room I grab my bag and go to grab Mark's too but he yells at me. "I know you're not trying to carry my bag. And you know the routine hand over your bag too." I really don't want him carrying this stuff but judging by the look on his face I hand over the bags. I follow him out to the car and get in. Halfway too the hotel it starts to rain so bad you can barely see out the windshield. When we get to the hotel we park the car and grab our bags and rush inside. By now Mark is limping very badly. We're both soaked and all I want to do is take a hot shower and climb into bed. Mark seems to be looking for something and when I ask he tells me he forgot one of his bags in the car. " Just get it in the morning. Let's go check in."
Mark shakes his head. "I have pills in that bag that will help the swelling in my knee go down. So you can stop pretending not to notice I'm limping." I tell him to get on line to check in and before he can say anything I run back out into the rain. By the time I return my clothes are stuck to my skin and I'm shivering. Mark is sitting down in the lobby. I walk over to him and hand him his bag. " What the hell were you thinking running out into the rain like that? I would of went and got my bag myself." I can't believe him sometimes. He can't even say thank you. " Well your welcome." I turn and walk away from him.
When I go to check in they tell me I don't have a reservation. "What do you mean? I called before to confirm and I was told I had two rooms." The clerk looks in the computer and tells me one of the rooms was given away and Mark had taken the other room. I tell her to just give me another room but she tells me there are no more vacancies. "Great this is just great." I turn and walk back to Mark. He stands and grabs his bags. "What room are you in?" I shake my head. "I don't have a room, somehow mine was given away and they don't have anymore rooms. If you don't mind I would like to take the car and go find another hotel. I promise to be back in the morning."
When Mark grabs onto my bags too and walks off to the elevator I run to catch up to him. "Hello? Didn't you just hear what I said?" Mark motions for me to follow him into the elevator. "Yes I heard what you said and I don't want you driving in this weather so you're staying with me. End of discussion so don't even bother to open your mouth to argue." Oh god since I booked his room I know there's only one bed, lord give me strength.