I regained my composure about two seconds after we entered the elevator. As soon as I did I began trying to hit and kick at the person behind me. I'm not even concerned with who it might be, my first thought is to hurt this person seriously enough to allow me time to get away. Just as I land a good elbow in the guy's ribs, and hear a whoosh of air escape, and realize who is behind me.
"God Vick! You don't have to kill me here! I like all of my body parts just the way they are thank you!" Shawn says letting me go and trying to recover from the elbow to the ribs.
"Gee Shawn, some guy grabs me from behind and pushes me into an elevator what do you think I'm going to do? Ask him what floor? No, I'm going to start rearranging body parts! As far as I'm concerned you deserved what you got for doing what you did." I say as I try to give him my meanest glare.
"Ok, point taken. I was just trying to mess with you a bit. Ow! I think I'm going to have a serious bruise here!" Shawn says lifting his T- shirt and rubbing the spot where I had hit him.
"Poor Shawnie has a boo-boo. How 'bout I kiss it and make it better?" I ask trying not to laugh at the pitiful look on Shawn's face.
"Uhmmm, I can think of a few things you can kiss darlin'" Shawn purrs. Just then the elevator doors open, and we step out into the hallway.
"Down boy! That wasn't an offer. We just met, and I'm not that kind of girl!" I laugh as I head to my room with Shawn following me.
"Come on! You know that you want HBK. Just look at me; how could you not"
"I think I can restrain myself. I swear! Both you and Kev are so full of yourselves! Tell me is it just you two or is everyone around here like this?" I ask over my shoulder as I unlock my door.
"We are not full of ourselves, we are just confident of our appeal." Shawn replies with a self -assured air.
"Shawn, confidence is very sexy on a man, cockiness is not. Remember there is a fine line between the two." I remind Shawn. With that I close my door and leave Shawn standing in the hall staring at my closed door.
Kevin called me early the next morning and told me to meet him and Trish in the lobby so that we could go to breakfast before Kevin and Trish had to go to the first of their appearances that day. As I made my way down stairs, I wondered just how Shawn was going to act after my parting comments the night before.
Down in the lobby, Kevin and Trish were alone. I was kind of disappointed that Shawn was not with them, but did not let it show. What did I expect, for him to follow me around like a puppy? It's a nice fantasy, although not one that was likely to happen. Oh well, maybe I'll run into him again soon.
On the way to breakfast, Trish pulls me aside, "So what happened between you and Shawn last night? I saw him follow you to the elevator. So did you guys spend the night getting to know each other up close and personal? Come on girl, spill it!"
"Sorry to disappoint sweets. Nothing very exciting happened. Sexy Boy thought he would be cute and grab me from behind before I could see who it was, and of course I gave him a good swift elbow in the ribs." I snorted. "Ouch! Was he pissed?" I shook my head. "No I don't think he was mad. I offered to kiss his boo boo and make it better. Of course give him an inch and he takes a mile, he told me that he had other things I could kiss too. Needless to say, nothing got kissed." I look over at Trish and she is trying not to laugh. She wants to laugh so bad she is having trouble walking. "What's so funny?" I didn't think that anything that happened would get that kind of response. "Vick I could look at your face and tell that you would have kissed anything he asked you to." Trish said. "I admit that I have had fantasies about yelling air raid and jumping his bones, but it's just a fantasy. I see the wheels turning in your head Miss Stratus, give it up. I'm not here to hook up. I'm here for a vacation." I shake my head back at Trish.
By the time that we reached the restaurant many of the other wrestlers were there eating. As I looked around I recognized many of the wrestlers. I followed Kevin and Trish over to a table in the back of the restaurant where we joined Mark Calloway, Glen Jacobs, Steve Austin, Paul Levesque, and of course Shawn. I quietly take my seat and survey the group of men around me. I have to say that I was in hog heaven having so many hot guys to look at. Thank GOD Stephanie McMahon wasn't there! I know that's terrible to say but that is one person that was not high on my list of people to meet. For some reason I had a feeling that she may be just a little too much like her onscreen personality. After the waitress took our order the conversation began and immediately I was the deer caught in the headlights.
"Victoria, your rep proceeds you. Tell me are you always such a bitch?" Paul sneers at me. Um ok what did I do to deserve this? Maybe I should have left yesterday after all. I notice that everyone at the table has turned to stare at Paul in disbelief.
Both Kevin and Shawn open their mouths to say something to Paul, but I stop them. There is no way that I'm going to back down. "Um Paul? I may be a bitch, but I'm usually only a bitch to those who deserve it. You certainly have no right to make that call seeing I've never met you! If bitch is what you want then bitch is what you get. You won't like it though. I'm a bitch that you certainly can't handle. You know though, I thought that you would prefer bitch." With that I turn away from him and take a drink of water to calm down. I then hear Paul throw back his chair and storm away from the table.
After a few minutes I can't stand the silence, and I am also worried about who else I will be unpopular with. I don't know what to do so I decide to crack a joke. "Um just how long has he been cut off?" Oh good laughter! I can relax now. "Darlin' I don't know if being cut off is part of the problem or not, but Steph keeps him on a short leash and lately she's been jerkin the leash quite a bit. I think he was just looking for someone to lash out at and I guess he thought that you would be an easy target." Mark Calloway explains.
"Sorry guys. I' red headed, southern and Sagittarius. I'm hell on wheels. I don't make an easy target for anyone." I say snickering. "I understand what you are saying, but what I don't understand is the bitch stuff. Was he just calling me a bitch for the hell of it?"
Mark shook his head. "Apparently he saw you and Shawn get off of the elevator last night, and his interpretation of your conversation is that you were being a bitch to Shawn. When Shawn tried to explain everything that had happened Paul did not believe that you guys were just playing around. Oh and just for the record, Shawn deserved everything he got!" Mark smiled.
I look at Shawn worrying that my mouth had overshot my brain. "Are you upset with me?" "No sweetie, I'm not at all mad at you! Don't let Paul upset you. He just believes his own hype a little too much." During breakfast discussion centered on the matches and what everyone was doing that night.
After breakfast we headed over to the arena. I could not help but worry what else might happen during the course of my stay. Not even twenty- four hours into my stay and I already had someone I didn't know calling me a bitch.
At the arena I was pretty much left to my own devices while everyone began their activities for the day. I spent much of my time wondering around backstage observing everyone and trying to stay invisible. It is unbelievable what it takes to put on these shows! Being backstage was definitely an eye opener. After about an hour of wondering around I decided to head to catering for something to drink. Just before I arrived at the catering area, someone grabbed me and pulled me into an office.
"Shawn what is the deal? You and I keep meeting like this." "I don't know sweetie, it just seems to happen that way. What were you thinking about so seriously?" Shawn asks still holding me by the arms.
"I wasn't really thinking. I'm just trying to stay out of the way and not have another repeat of the scene at breakfast today. I haven't even been here twenty-four hours yet and already have someone calling me a bitch. I just don't want to add to that list."
"I told you not to worry. Everyone at breakfast loved you! Paul is the one that made an ass out of himself not you. I know that Kevin and Trish are so excited to have you here. If they weren't you wouldn't be here. And, I for one love the fact that you are here." With that Shawn pulls me further into his arms and gives me an earth-shattering kiss.
A/N: Same as before I own nothing but Victoria. Vince owns everything else.
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