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Chapter 3

Trish walked out of her dressing room after changing into her wrestling gear. She was up next to wrestle and she had a small promo coming up with Evolution. She tried not to think about the kiss that she would be sharing with Paul later on in the evening but it was absolutely impossible to do so. The way that his eyes bore into her earlier, made her feel so exposed to him. She knew that he could see deep down inside of her and it scared the hell out of her. He had to know what she was feeling. The look of warmth and understanding that shone from his hazel eyes earlier in the evening, spoke volumes. He truly was an incredible man. However, he also was a married man and he was untouchable. No matter how much she wanted him, she had to fight tooth and nail to remain 100 professional.

Trish rounded the corner and saw Evolution hanging outside of their dressing room. This was it. The cameraman was there ready to shoot. He focused the camera at the blonde Diva as she attempted to walk passed Evolution. Hunter grabbed her by the arm and stopped her dead in her tracks. "Hey Trish, where are you going in such a hurry? We want to talk to you."

Trish swallowed hard trying to focus on what her lines were instead of his lips. She took a deep breath and pulled her arm away from him. "I have a match with Nidia and it is coming up next. So if you don't mind, I would like to get going."

"Hey now, no need to get hostile with me. We just had a proposition for you and I thought that since you seem to be having a run of bad luck in the ring lately, that Evolution could picks things up for you, if you know what I mean."

Trish raised her hand to smack Hunter but he caught it in mid air. "Hold on sweetheart, I wasn't referring to your body." Hunter licked his lips as he checked her out from head to toe. He gently rubbed his hand up and down the sides of her stomach as he pushed her against the wall. "Not that I wouldn't mind having such a gorgeous woman on my arm but I was talking about perhaps a little help in your match this evening."

Trish's body was trembling. Her skin was on fire from his touch. She swallowed hard trying to regain her composure. He was causing her to lose all train of thought. She could feel his warm breath on her neck and it was giving her chills all over her body. She could feel his groin pressed against her and it was giving her an ache deep down inside her core. She bit her bottom lip nervously as she gazed into his eyes. "So what do I have to do to get this so called help this evening?"

Hunter released the Canadian from his grasp, slowly backing away a bit. "All you have to do is join Evolution, plain and simple. You know as well as I do how much that title means to you. Well it means just as much to us. If you have that belt then that will mean that Evolution will have all the gold."

Trish eyed the 4 gentlemen that stood in front of her. She contemplated for a moment but then decided to agree to their stipulations. After all, she was really starting to get sick of being jumped week in and week out. Between Nidia and Lita, she was getting double teamed on pretty much a weekly basis. "Okay Hunter, you boys have yourself a deal."

Trish's music blared on the speakers of the arena as she headed out to ringside. She waited anxiously for Nidia to come out to the ring. She was glad that the promo was over. Now all she had to do was get through the kiss and she would be home free. Trish rubbed her hand up the side of her stomach. Her sides were still burning from his simple touch. He had affected her in more ways than one. Especially since the script didn't call for so much contact. She wondered if she had missed something because she couldn't remember reading the part where it said that Hunter pins Trish against the wall. God she could still feel his breathe on her neck. The look in his eyes causing beats of sweat to form on her creamy skin. He was incredible. Everything about him turned her on immensely. She had no idea what she was going to do. This storyline would kill her for sure. She just hoped that she could get through the rest of the night. The match was the easy part. It was the celebration afterwards that she was afraid of.

Trish smiled deviously as she watched Nidia heading down to the ring. Getting another shot at the title was her dream come true. She was out of it for such a long time because of her involvement with Christian. She enjoyed working with Chris and Jay but it really took a toll on her in ring time. She was lucky if she got a match once a month. It was nice to be back out on her own and wrestling and even though she had to join Evolution, she knew that she would be actively working and not just some pretty valet.

After Nidia entered the ring and the bell rang for the match to get under way. Eric Bischoff came out screaming that he had a last minute stipulation to the match. "Hold on a minute ladies. Seeing that you two have been battling it out backstage and can't seem to control yourselves. I have decided that this will be a title match for the Women's Championship belt." Once the announcement was made, Eric headed to the back.

Trish knew that this was the work of Paul. He had a power over Eric like nobody else. Nidia was clearly caught of guard by his announcement and Trish took advantage of the situation and attacked Nidia from behind, getting her into a headlock. Nidia quickly broke the move and countered by getting Trish in a head scissor. Trish broke that hold quickly and slammed Nidia's head on the top turnbuckle causing her to fall to the ground.

Trish basically demolished Nidia with multiple clotheslines and slams. The ladies battled back and forth for a while each taking their turn getting the upper hand. However, Trish was clearly dominating the match.

Midway through the match Hunter walked out, along with the rest of Evolution and stood watching the match from the top of the ramp. At this point Trish had taken a few good shots from Nidia, along with some failed attempts at pinning the current champion.

Evolution's entrance distracted Nidia and Trish managed to get the upper hand once again. Trish got her in another headlock only this time Nidia elbowed her way out of it more quickly. Nidia then gave Trish a backdrop causing Trish to land on her butt.

Evolution slowly made their way to ringside, watching on in admiration. This again distracts Nidia as she runs to the ropes to further punish Trish but she gets a Chick Kick to the face instead. Trish covers her, holding onto her trunks for the win.

Trish is announced the winner of the match and the New Women's Champion. Evolution climbed into the ring and held up Trish's hand in celebration. On cue, Hunter takes Trish into his arms and hugs her tightly. Then as he pulled away, from the hug, he moved in again, this time taking her lips with his. His lips were soft and inviting. She let a moan escape the back of her throat as she parted her lips. Hunter delved his tongue into the warm confines of her mouth, exploring tenderly with his tongue. He pulled her closer to him so she could feel his arousal pressing against her. Trish slid her arms around the back of his neck, pulling him in even closer. Trish was getting lost in his kiss and then it dawned on her that she was standing in the middle of the ring and thousands of people were watching her. She immediately broke the kiss. A devious smile spread across her lips as the crowd started to chant Slut.

Trish was pulled into a hug from Randy and then from Dave as Randy draped her Championship Belt over her shoulder. Evolution with their newest member celebrated for a few more minutes longer before exiting the ring and heading out back, leaving the crowd completely stunned.

Once she got out back Trish gently touched her lips with her fingertips, they were still burning from his kiss. That kiss went so much further than she had intended it to. She wondered if Paul felt it too. There was no denying the passion that they shared for each other. However, it had to be contained for his marriage's sake and her job.

Trish quickly excused herself and headed off down the hall to her dressing room. Paul tried to protest but Trish just cut him off telling him that she simply had to go. Once he lost site of her he frowned inwardly. He had wanted to talk to her about what went on in the ring. What they shared was much more than what any script would call for. He felt it deep down inside that something was beginning to happen between the two of them, something a lot stronger than friendship.

Trish ran into her dressing room, tears forming in her eyes. What was happening to her? She was letting her emotions control her and she didn't like it one bit. Stacy was nowhere in site nor were any of the other divas. She was the last women's match of the night and everyone else seemed to have gone home already. Trish grabbed her clothes and headed out to the back to take a quick shower and to dress before heading over to the club.

Paul sat in his dressing room thinking about the kiss that he and Trish shared. He could still taste her sweet lips and wanted more. He knew what he was doing was wrong but at the moment he didn't care. He and Stephanie were not even on speaking terms anymore and the more he thought about Trish, the more he wanted her. The guys wanted to head out to the club for the evening and right now all he wanted to do was go and find Trish. He had to see her. He wanted to find out why she kissed him like that. He had to know if she felt the same as him. He got up from the couch and left before anyone could ask him where he was going.

Trish finished putting the rest of her makeup on when she heard a knock on the door. She wondered who it could be considering Stacy, Adam, Chris and Jay were already waiting for her at the club. She walked over to the door and pushed it open, her mouth almost dropping to the ground when she saw who was on the other side of it. "Paul," she said, surprised to see him. "What are you doing here?"

"Trish, we really need to talk. Can I come in?"

Trish moved out of the way letting him enter her dressing room. She was extremely curious as to why he was here. "I was just about to head out to meet Stacy and Adam at the club. So, what's up?"

Paul's palms became sweaty as nervousness washed over him. The way she looked at him with those sexy hazel eyes made him want to die inside. She literally made him weak in the knees. No woman ever made him feel so helpless with just a simple glance. "Well," he muttered. "We really need to talk about that kiss out in that ring tonight. We both know that there was more to it than just acting."

Trish looked on his shock. He did feel something. She wasn't sure if she wanted to jump for joy or if she wanted to crawl under a rock and die. She was happy knowing that she wasn't going insane and that there was a physical attraction between them. Yet the other side of her felt so guilty. Guilty because she was having sexual thoughts about another woman's man. Why couldn't things be easier? Why couldn't she just go out with Randy and enjoy the young stud. Who knows, they might fall for each other just as she had fallen for Paul. Even if they didn't, she was sure that he was a great lover.

Paul could see that far away look in Trish's eyes and wondered what she was thinking. Did he make a mistake? Was he the only one that felt anything? A slight blush formed on Paul's face as his embarrassment washed over him. He read her all wrong, or did he?

Paul raised Trish's chin so that she was looking deeply into his eyes. "Trish, look into my eyes and tell me that you didn't feel anything and I will leave you alone. I know I am not crazy. I felt something tonight that was indescribable and I know that you felt it too." "Please," he begged. "Please tell me the truth. Did you feel anything at all when we kissed?"

Trish couldn't confirm nor deny it. If she said yes then she would be opening herself to him too much. She didn't want to feel like she did all those years ago. Although she was never involved with him in the past, losing him again would be too devastating. Everything that they shared during their friendship came rushing back to her last week when they reaffirmed their friendship. To say that she wanted him as much as he wanted her would ruin it all.

If she denied it then she would be lying to herself. She would be denying the one true chance she could have at happiness. Paul made her feel so special, like the only girl in the world. She remembered all of the times he spent with her, teaching her the right way to do a move, helping her to become the great wrestler that she was today. Yes the training helped a great deal. Everyone needed training but Paul was the one that helped her exceed. She owed him her life.

Paul looked deeply into her eyes, searching for the answer that he so truly desired. She didn't need to speak. He could see it in her eyes. She only thought that she could hide from him but he could see it all written out right in front of his eyes. She did want him as much as he did her. Paul suddenly did the only thing that he could think of. He had to prove to her that there was something there.

Paul pinned her against the door, placing her arms above her head and holding them there. He circled her mouth with his tongue before sliding his tongue into her waiting mouth. He deepened the kiss as his other hand went underneath her shirt and gently massaged her sides again.

Trish was being overwhelmed with so many feelings. Her body began to tremble, that all to familiar ache beginning to form again. Paul removed his mouth from hers and began to trail feather kisses down her jaw line, making his way over to her earlobe. His hot breathe on her ear caused a shiver to rush down her spine. He gently sucked on her lobe and then the sensitive spot behind her ear. A moan escaped her throat as her breathing became erratic. Had he not been holding her in place, she would have fallen down to the floorboards.

He trailed kisses back down her neck, up her jaw and once again, crushing his lips onto hers once again. Her heart began to pound uncontrollably, her desire for him increasing with each touch. Paul grabbed one of Trish's legs and wrapped it around his middle, allowing him to press himself further into her. Trish let out another loud moan, not being able to hide her excitement any longer. The things that he was doing to her with his mouth were driving her insane. The passion in the room could be cut with a knife.

Trish couldn't believe how easily she had given into him. Her body yearned for his touch. She knew that she needed him but at the same time, knew that she had to get away. She had to leave before she did something that she truly would regret for the rest of her life. Trish roughly shoved Paul away from her. "Stop it, stop it right now," she demanded. "We can't be doing this Paul. This cannot ever happen again!"

Paul tried to reason with her but she just wouldn't listen. "No Paul, you are a married man and I need you to stay away from me. Now I can't deny that I enjoyed what just happened here but please, if you care about me at all you will stay away." With that said, Trish grabbed her things and left Paul to think about what she just said.