MY LITTLE SECRET

Chapter 3

If anybody knew that it was you and your house,

That I was creepin' to all the time,

I'd probably still do it,

'Cause I find it hard to keep you off my mind.

Two months later...

Stephanie slipped out of her hotel room and closed the door quietly behind her. She tiptoed down the empty hallway, headed for the elevator at the end. It was 11:30 at night, and she was sneaking out of her hotel room so she could meet Chris at his house. She didn't know why she was sneaking. She was a grown woman, after all, and that should've given her the right to do what she wanted to do when she wanted to do it. But when it came to Chris... Well, she had to sneak. It was the only way, and besides that, it was fun!

She pushed the button for the elevator, then turned her back to the doors and faced the hallway. She just wanted to make sure no one had seen her and that no one was following her. When the elevator doors opened, she backed stealthily into the elevator. When the doors closed, she let out a deep breath she hadn't known she'd been holding.

"Wow, is this who I think it is?" came a voice she dreaded hearing.

Stephanie turned around to look at the geeky-looking man standing next to her in the elevator. "Hi, Kurt," she said, trying to sound happy to see him. "I didn't notice you there."

"I wouldn't have noticed me either, if I had stepped into the elevator backwards like you did," he said, smiling that idiotic smile of his. "So what are you doing out so late?"

"I just wanted to get a breath of fresh air," she lied. "What's your excuse?"

"I ran out of milk," he said with a shrug. "You know I can't go without my milk."

"Oh, ok," she said, nodding her head. She looked at the numbers on the elevator and prayed that they would reach the lobby before he spoke again. However, she had no such luck.

"I just had an Olympic hero-sized idea," he said excitedly. "You want a breath of fresh air. I want some milk. Why don't you walk with me to the nearest convenience store?"

"I don't know, Kurt," she said. "I kind of wanted to go alone."

"Oh come on, it'll be fun! You and me, going on a late night walk," he said in a pleading voice. "What could be more fun than that?"

Fucking Chris, she thought with a laugh. She cleared her throat. "Ok, I'll walk to the store with you," she agreed finally.

"Awesome! I knew you'd see things my way," he said, reaching for a hug. "I am an Olympic hero, after all."

Before he could hug her, the elevator doors opened. Stephanie stepped out into the lobby, and as he moved to step out with her, she put her hand on his arm. "Kurt, I just noticed that my favorite bracelet is missing. I had it when I left my room..." She pouted a little, knowing this would get to him. "Could you do me a favor and go check the hallway on my floor?"

"Anything for you, Stephanie," Kurt said obediently.

"Thanks a lot," she replied. "I'll wait right here for you to come back." She stood there until the elevator doors closed again, and then she turned and walked across the lobby. with a smile on her face. I can make that idiot do anything, she thought gleefully. I don't know why he actually thinks I'll wait for him...

"Stephanie? Where are you going?" Trish Stratus asked curiously.

"Uh, I'm going for a walk," Stephanie said, surprised that she hadn't spotted the blonde diva before she had walked by her. Damn, thoughts of Chris have me off my game tonight...

"It's nearly midnight. Are you sure that's a good idea?" Trish asked, looking concerned.

"I'll be fine," Stephanie assured her. The whole time, she was thinking about what she'd be doing once she made it to Chris's house...if she ever made it there. The way things were going, she wouldn't be there for another hour or so, and that sucked. She wasn't sure she could last that long without him.

"Ok, but be careful," Trish said, after studying her for a minute. "You know, you're pretty dressed up for a walk."

"This isn't dressed up for me," Stephanie said quickly. "These are the most conservative things I packed."

"Ok, well I won't hold you up," Trish said, heading for the elevator. "Just be careful and get back here soon."

"Later," Stephanie said, and she hurried for the door, eager to make it to Chris's house without any further interruptions...

"What took you so long?" Chris asked fifteen minutes later when he pulled Stephanie inside of his lavish Tampa home and shut the door. "You know I can't last that long without you."

"I ran into Kurt on the elevator," she told him, putting her arms around him after he locked the door. "And then I ran into Trish in the lobby."

"Did they ask you why you were out so late?" he asked. She nodded, and he went on with a curious look on his face. "And what did you tell them?"

"I told them both that I was going for a walk. I ditched Kurt after promising that I'd walk to the store with him, though."

"You ditched him?" he asked with a laugh, grabbing her hand. "You're so mean."

"I had two choices. I could walk with him to the store, or I could ditch him and come fuck you," she said bluntly, squeezing his hand. "Option number two was way more appealing."

"You're right," he agreed, letting her hand go. "So, are you hungry? Want something to eat?"

"Why would I be eating now?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "It's midnight."

"Just in time for a little midnight snack," he said, heading for the kitchen.

"Oh, a midnight snack, huh?" she asked in a low voice.

"Yes, and I just bought some whipped cream..." His voice trailed off and he looked at her, eyes full of mischief. "You'd make a pretty good snack right now."

"I'd make a good snack anytime," she said indignantly.

"You're right..."

They walked into the kitchen and she hopped up on top of the counter as he walked over to the refrigerator. "Do you think Kurt and Trish are suspicious about me now?" she asked worriedly.

"Who gives a damn? What can they prove?" he asked, pulling out the can of whipped cream. "Besides, you're an adult. You can go anywhere you want to go, and you can fuck whatever guy you want to fuck."

"Except for you," she pointed out. "You're on that list of guys I shouldn't even be touching."

"It's no one else's business if you're touching me," he said shortly, shaking the can of whipped cream. "I'm your little secret, remember? So they don't know."

"But I wonder... I wonder if everyone else wonders what's going on between us?" she said thoughtfully. "We have been spending a lot of time together, and Hunter's been kind of upset that I've been turning down dates with him in favor of hanging out with you."

"Hunter's not your boyfriend, though. He's just a guy that you've been on a couple of dates with," he pointed out, putting the can down and standing in front of her. "And friends hang out a lot... Why should we be any different?"

"I don't know..." She looked away, chewing lightly on her lower lip.

"Are you changing your mind about this?" he asked suspiciously. "Do you want to end this, to end us, because people might suspect something?"

"Hell no! You think I'd quit being with you for everyone else?" she asked, putting her arms around his neck and looking at him. "I'm too selfish to give you up... I want you to much. You should know that by now." She laughed at the look on his face.

"What's so funny?" he demanded.

"You amuse me, Chris, with these crazy thoughts of yours," she said. "Yeah, it worries me a little when I think of what other people could be thinking, but I'm not going to end this because of that."

"They might think something's up with us, but they don't know," he assured her, leaning forward to kiss her. He went on in a whisper. "And they don't really want to know..."

A/N: Yeah, so I guess the story might turn out to be a bit longer than I originally expected, if I'm going to include the whole song. Maybe six chapters instead of four...