Title: When Reality Strikes
When Mark pulls away it actually takes me a second to remember my name. Without saying anything to me he picks up my bags and walks outside to the limo. I just stare after him. I guess he realizes I'm not with him so he turns around and motions for me to hurry up then he steps into the limo. I lock the door and walk out to the car. The driver helps me get in and I just keep staring at Mark. "Is something wrong Erica?" When he talks I shake my head to clear my thoughts. "Why did you just kiss me?" Mark presses the button for the partition to go up between the driver and us. "I felt like it. And you didn't seem to have a problem with it either."
"You can't just go around kissing people just because you feel like it." Mark laughs at me. "And why not?" My mouth opens and shuts a few times. "Well because you just can't." This sets Mark off even more and his face turns red from laughing. "Well if that's the best you can come up with then I am going to keep doing whatever I want when I feel like it." I glare at him for a minute. "Do you have your schedule with you?" Mark goes to take it out of his bag but stops himself. "I'm not giving it to you till we get to the arena. I want you to enjoy yourself for once."
"Mark this is a job not a vacation. Give me your damn schedule or I won't get on the plane and you can explain why to Mr. McMahon." Mark hands me his schedule and I smile at him. "You know if I didn't know that smile had an evil intent behind it I would say it makes your whole face light up." I blush at his comment then look down at the sheet he had given me. "What the hell is this scribble? You're booked for two appearances at the same time. Now I know you like to think you can do everything but I would pay to see you pull this off." Mark starts to laugh at my muttering. "Darlin that's why the girl that did that is no longer with the company." As I start to make some calls I start to rethink my statement of telling Vince to keep his bonus.
We get on the plane and I demand to have the window seat. "Are you determined to annoy the hell out of me?" I look over at Mark and wink. "I think it just comes naturally. I'm debating if I should put that on my resume or not. What do you think?" Mark pretends to think it over for a minute. "Yeah I think putting I'm a professional pain in the ass on your resume is a good idea. In fact I highly recommend it." I smack his arm and stare out of the window. I can't believe we're actually sort of getting along. I start to get sleepy and close my eyes.
When I open them up again I realize I leaning on Mark. I had just been having this really erotic dream about him. "Did you have a nice nap?" I pull away from Mark and look at him. "Yeah it was ok." Mark smiles at me. "So did you have any interesting dreams?" Now I know he knows something. "Just spit it out Callaway." Mark leans over and runs his finger down my cheek. "Well I'm just wondering if you make it a habit of having dreams about me. I heard you moaning my name a few times." I start to blush. "How do you know I wasn't dreaming about another Mark?" Mark whispers in my ear. "Because besides moaning Mark I heard a few Takers being moaned too." Damn it. How do I get out of this one?