Stephanie stretched in the large bed, burying her head in the plush pillows of the bed. Last night had been a good time. She was glad she had picked Chris as her stepping stone, because the man was great in bed. They had spent most of the night wrapped up in each other, touching and feeling each other and it had been great fun.

"Morning."

She jumped and looked at him, "You scared me!"

"Sorry...but imagine my surprise when I saw you were still here when I woke up."

"Where did you think I would be?" she asked as she rolled over to lay in his arms.

"Either I had been dreaming, which did seem like a good possibility after last night, or you had left, figuring that you made a stupid mistake."

"After last night? No way! It was too much fun. Not to mention, I don't think I can walk after last night."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

"You should," she giggled as she took his hands and put them about her bare stomach. "Do you want to get breakfast?"

"Well, I might, but I think that there's something I want more."

She turned herself over so that she was lying on top of him. Her bare, naked body pressed against this, tantalizing him. She leaned down to kiss him, rubbing her breasts against him, a moan rising in his throat as the room seemed to get a hundred degrees hotter. Their kisses turned heated for a moment, before Stephanie broke the kiss briefly.

"What about breakfast?" she said against his mouth.

"That can wait."

Even if she wanted Dave heart and soul, her body was craving Chris at the moment. She couldn't get enough of him, he was intoxicating and she hadn't expected that at all, but once he had laid her on the bed last night, she had lost herself in his arms, kisses, and tender touches. It almost made her forget about Dave for a little while, almost. She was content to be with him again, hell, she could be with him for the rest of the day and she would be perfectly happy.

After a couple of hours, Stephanie collapsed against Chris's chest and sighed deeply. Chris stroked her wet and matted hair against her back as she tried to get her breath back. She leaned up to look at him and he kissed her forehead. She smiled back, despite herself.

"So about that breakfast?" he asked with a grin.

"I'm starving," she said, "Absolutely starving."

"I guess all the sex worked up an appetite."

"I think it did."

"Before we go though Steph...um...what is this?"

She looked at him, pretending to be confused. She knew that he was going to ask these questions, and she had been planning on that. She had hoped that the conversation would go in this direction, because she wanted to make it clear what he was to her...or at least what she wanted him to be to her.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, are we like...together now? Or are we like...well, are we just fucking each other with nothing behind it?"

She kissed him softly, "I like that first option better."

"Really?" He sounded genuinely shocked.

"Well, only if you really want to," she said flirting with him, though the time for flirting had really passed when the clothes had been taken off.

"I do!" he said, eagerly, as she giggled coyly at his tone.

"Good, we're on the same page then."

She got out of bed then and Chris watched her walk naked across the room, bending every so often to pick up her discarded clothes. She smirked at him once and he just sat back against the headboard, smiling at her. She gave him a little dance and he laughed. Instead of stripping her clothes, she did a reverse striptease and got dressed while teasing him with a little skin every now and then.

"I thought you were hungry," Stephanie said as she buttoned the last of her buttons.

"I am, but I was having too much fun watching you."

"Understandable, I am hard to take your eyes off of."

Chris just nodded and stood up, grabbing his boxers along the way. He threw on some jogging pants and a shirt as he ran his hand through his hair, pulling it back quickly as Stephanie came to assault his neck with her mouth. He grabbed her hand as they walked out of the bedroom. She tried to fix her hair quickly, but she really didn't care how she looked.

They stopped at Stephanie's bedroom so she could change into something more comfortable. She went into her suitcase and pulled out the picture of Dave that she had from when she had been dating Hunter. She sighed to herself and stuck it back in her suitcase. She put on some jeans and a v-neck top. Chris was waiting for her on the couch and she gave a little twirl when she walked out of the bedroom. He stood up and took her by the hand again, not wanting to lose contact with her.

"I just need to bring a few files with me," Stephanie said to him, going over to her bag, bringing Chris along with her, "My dad wants to have a meeting today, and I need to be prepared."

"Do you have to?"

"Yeah, sorry Chris, last night was pleasure and now it's time for work."

"Fine, I guess I can give you up for a little while."

She grabbed her things and they went down to the lobby and into the little diner that was adjoined to the hotel. It was always convenient to have one of those. They took a seat near the windows and had to break their hands apart in order to look at their menus. Stephanie hadn't been lying when she had said that she was starving and decided on some pancakes and bacon with a side of hash browns. Chris ordered the same thing.

"Oh shit," Stephanie said as she looked at her files, "I brought the wrong files with me, let me run up to my room and get them."

"Ok, but hurry back."

She leaned across the table to peck him on the lips, "I will, don't worry, I'm afraid you'd steal my pancakes if I didn't come back soon."

She kissed him again and he followed her with his eyes as she walked briskly out of the diner and into the hotel itself. He sipped at his coffee with a self-satisfied smirk on his face. Last night and this morning had been beyond anything he ever could've imagined. Not only had he gotten laid, which in and of itself was great, but he had done it with Stephanie, STEPHANIE fucking MCMAHON!

"Did I just see you kissing Stephanie McMahon."

"You did," Chris said nonchalantly.

"You were kissing Stephanie McMahon."

"I was most definitely kissing Stephanie McMahon."

"When did you get with Stephanie," Rhyno said, sitting himself down in Stephanie's chair.

"Since last night, and that's her seat, so you better be out of it by the time she gets back here," Chris told his friend.

"You and Stephanie McMahon," Rhyno laughed, "How did you even manage to get her? I thought she told you she didn't want you."

"That's what she did tell me...then last night, she showed up at my room, and one thing led to another..."

"You got laid!"

"Ok, say it a little louder next time," Chris said, looking around to an older couple who had looked at him, shaking their heads in disgust.

"Did something happen to her? Maybe she came to you for comfort."

"I thought that, but then this morning, she was still there and she wants to be with me...I'm still in shock over it. Do you know how long I've liked her."

"Yeah, I'm your friend, I've heard how much."

"I don't know what I deserved to be this lucky."

Stephanie grabbed her files from her briefcase and looked through them to make sure they were the right ones. Finding that they were, she left her room and was walking down the hall, looking through them as she was walking. She bumped into something solid, sending her papers flying everywhere.

"Watch where you're going!" she yelled as she bent over to pick up her papers.

"Whatever," said the girl who had bumped into her as she stepped over the papers to the elevator. Stephanie gave her back a dirty look, if she knew who she was, she would've slapped them for taking that tone to her. Instead, she went back to picking up the papers until a second pair of hands joined her.

"You looked like you needed some help."

She looked up into the gorgeously mysterious eyes of Dave, "Thanks, some bitch ran into me and knocked everything everywhere."

"And didn't bother to help?" Dave asked.

"No, I guess she didn't have any manners."

"Apparently," Dave said.

Stephanie smiled shyly. He was so sweet to help her, even when he didn't have to. Her hand brushed against his and she could've sworn that a jolt of electricity passed between them. She pulled her hand back and looked up at him. He was smiling at her as he handed her the last of her papers. She almost lost herself in that smile. "Thanks," she said quietly as she took the paper from him, putting it in her stack. "I better get downstairs, my boyfriend is waiting for me."

Dave seemed to flinch when she said that and she had to hide a smile at his reaction. This was working perfectly. Maybe when he saw that she was taken, he would actually show that he wanted to be with her. She could only hope that was his reaction to her and Chris.

"You have a...boyfriend?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, Chris Jericho."

"Oh, wow, how did I miss that tidbit of news?"

"It's a fairly recent development," she said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Cool, he's a nice guy," he said as they both stood up.

"He is," she agreed, "Really nice."

There seemed to be some chemistry between them and she wanted nothing more than to just close the space between them and make him lean down to kiss her. But technically she had a boyfriend now, and she did think of Chris as a friend and she didn't really want to hurt him so soon. Besides, she had to make sure that Dave really did have feelings, but seeing his reaction to her dating Chris, she knew she was well on her way there.

"Great, really...great."

"Well, I better get downstairs now, he might get worried."

"Do you want me to walk you down there?"

"Well, I don't really need an escort."

"But you have to have someone watch out for any of those errant hit and run people who make your files fly everywhere."

"If you insist."

"Well, I was headed down there anyways, so it would be on my way."

"Ok then, I'll take you up on that offer."

Stephanie smiled at him again, ignoring the fluttering in her stomach as she walked so close to him. She stood close to him in the elevator as well, smelling the distinct smell of his aftershave. She was actually glad when the elevator stopped because she was about to jump him, and she didn't know if he would like that, or if she could go for more after her last night with Chris. Though she could probably make an exception for Dave. "I'll see you later Dave," Stephanie said sweetly, playing up her sweetness.

"You will, we work together."

"Good thing too," she said, giving him a wave.

She walked back into the diner and saw Rhyno leaving the table where Chris was sitting with their food in front of him and her spot. She walked over and wrapped her arms around him from behind, kissing his cheek. Chris turned his head to kiss her properly before she went over to her side.

"You took a while there, I was starting to think you ran away."

"No, some woman bumped into me and knocked my papers on the ground," she said, rolling her eyes, and deliberately neglecting to mention anything about her meeting with Dave.

"God, that's rude," Chris said, shaking his head as he grabbed the syrup and proceeded to douse his pancakes in them.

Stephanie looked over his shoulder to see Dave walked in. He looked at her table and she smiled up at him. He smiled back at her and nodded his head in her direction. She bit her lip a little as she gazed at the object of her affection, her smile widening. Chris looked up and saw her smiling and reached across the table to grab her hand. Stephanie smiled at him too.

Chris didn't know how he had gotten so damn lucky.