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Chapter Nineteen
"Hey…" Paul said in a nice voice with a smile as he walked into the master bedroom. The moment his eyes caught sight of Torrie though, his smile faded. She was quickly getting dressed and had not even bothered to look up at him.
"Is everything okay?" Levesque asked wanting Wilson to explain why she was getting dressed in such a hurry.
"Why don't you tell me?" She finally said, breaking her silence. She looked him in the eyes waiting for him to tell her what was going on.
"Is this about Stephanie showing up? I'm sorry about that. I did tell her that she could come by today and drop off clothes for my daughter. I didn't know that she was coming over so early." Paul quickly explained. He was very good about covering his backside.
"There was Stephanie standing on your doorstep and there was me dressed in nothing but your t-shirt! It was mortifying! How does that make me look? Her little daughter was in the house with us!" Torrie yelled pulling down on her shirt after putting it on.
"It wasn't that big of a deal. You were adequately covered up. We didn't do anything that was inappropriate in front of Aurora."
"I shouldn't have stayed over. I mean, I slept with you after only one date. This relationship is getting too serious too fast."
"I don't feel that way. We've known each other for years. And I really care about you, Torrie. I felt like we were ready to move to the next phase of the relationship." Levesque replied as he approached her and gently caressed her arm.
"I saw how childish you acted toward Stephanie. And I saw Aurora leaving with her from the window. I think you need to focus on making things civil between you and your ex-wife. From what I've seen, it's affecting your relationship with your daughter. You aren't in a position to start a new relationship." Torrie told him as she plopped down on the king size bed to put on her high heeled boots.
"That's bullshit. My relationship with my daughter and my ex-wife is fine. Why are you giving excuses to put a damper on our feelings for each other?" Paul asked as he quickly took away her second boot before she could take it and put it on. He wasn't going to let her leave until he convinced her to side with him.
"I saw how detached your daughter is from you. All she could do was ask for her mother and want to go home. If it wasn't for the distraction of that toy, she would have been inconsolable. You need to spend time with her; and having me as romantic interest in your life is only going divert your attention from your child. Now please give me back my boot." Torrie said holding her hand out.
It was like Stephanie had gotten to Torrie and had given her a script to say to him. Wilson sounded just like his former wife. Why didn't these women understand his position? Could no one see how difficult it was for him to garner time with is child? It seemed to be even harder to get any alone time with Steph. And even if he did, it would be wasted by them bickering back and forth. He loved her and wanted her back, but every time he would see her, the inevitable mention of Kurt Angle would cause the jealousy to boil over. Paul would end up saying things that he knew did him no good. He couldn't help it. The thought of Stephanie being in love Angle was too much for him to overlook. Paul wasn't able to exercise the self-control needed.
Torrie adopting Stephanie's viewpoint and attitude prompted Levesque to lose his false sweet and loving pretenses and speak to her with his true feelings and fustrations. It all just came out before he was able to reign himself in.
"Where the hell do yo get off telling me what my problems are? For someone who is worried about taking a relationship too fast, you sure spread your legs like a Romanian gymnast for me last night! Taking it too fast, huh? You can so easily dive right in to my personal issue like some armchair psychologist telling me what I need to focus on and do! We fucked once, that's it! Once the sweat dries, you don't know shit about me and my situation!" He yelled throwing the boot back to the floor in front of her.
Torrie's eyes were wide with shock. His hostility seemed to come from no where and it frightened her. Levesque was behaving in away that was completely off the wall. She had never seen him like this. She couldn't get away from him fast enough.
"I know you're an asshole…" Wilson muttered after quickly putting her last boot on power walked out of the room leaving Paul behind.
Torrie wasn't going to wait for him to escort her out of his home. She was not only surprised by his rapid change in behavior, but also by her error in judgment to get so involved without taking the time to get to know him away from work. For someone who was already married and divorced once, she should have been much more cautious about getting into another serious relationship. Especially with a guy like Paul who brought his own past with him. It wasn't the fact that he had a child from a previous marriage that bothered her. Torrie thought Aurora was precious and enjoyed the child's presence. It was the sense of disconnect and general cluelessness that Paul portrayed about his own daughter along with his unprovoked animosity toward his ex-wife that was unsettling to her.
"Superficial bitch…" Levesque muttered to himself when he heard the sound of his front door slamming shut.
What a waste of time she was. Not only was the bitch overly opinionated about his personal life, but Stephanie didn't seem to bat an eye when his sexual relationship with the blonde was flung in her face. The only positive thing he believed to glean from the experience was getting laid and even that was a simple replacement for masturbation. Besides, it wasn't like he was making love to her. The entire time, he was fantasizing that she was Stephanie. What a poor substitution when what he really craved was the real thing.
Stephanie was the real and true thing. When he was in bed with her, he had always felt so powerful. Being the man who was sleeping with the boss' daughter gave him such a right to entitlement. He knew who he was when he was with Steph. Levesque was the son-in-law of Vince McMahon and future co-owner of World Wrestling Entertainment. Well, he was before his most important identity was taken from him. Stephanie had pushed him out of her family and replaced him with Kurt Angle. It was Angle now that was now poised to take the reins alongside Stephanie when Vince's time was over. It was that Olympic kiss ass who had his legacy engrained into the McMahon family when he had fathered a son with Stephanie. The very son that at one time Levesque had foolishly thought was his.
The game wasn't over yet. While the idea to use Torrie Wilson to make Stephanie jealous and want him back, didn't seem to work, there had to be another way to sabatoge the new family she had made for herself. Afterall, as Levesque saw it, a family without him, was not a true family for Steph to have.
"Hey babe, you're just getting home?" Kurt asked his wife in between breaths when he saw her getting out of her car.
He had just walked into the garage of their home after his strenuous run. Angle was dressed in only a pair of dark blue gym shorts and a pair of white athletic sneakers. His shirtless body drenched in sweat, his chest heaving a bit.
"Yeah, I ended up bringing Aurora back with me. She was ready to come home." Steph explained greeting her approaching husband with a quick kiss.
"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Angle asked under his breath before flashing his wife a smirk.
"Don't you start with the sophomoric comments. I already heard enough of them from Paul this morning." Stephanie replied opening the backseat driver side door where Aurora was seated.
"Do you need help bringing anything in?" Angle offered noticing the bags in the back of the Porsche.
"You could start with getting your son out of the car and carrying him inside. And then it would be great if you could get the rest of bags I can't carry in one trip." Steph instructed as she quickly unbuckled Aurora's safety seat.
"We go inside now?" Aurora asked as soon as Stephanie sat her on her feet inside of the garage. The three year old had turned back around to see her mother picking up the bags from the back of the Porsche.
"Hang on, Aurora. Mommy and Kurt are coming, be patient." Steph quickly said back. Asking her daughter to be patient was asking for a lot. The three year old liked to be on the go and really didn't understand having to wait for anything.
"Come on, little buddy." Kurt whispered with a smile as he lifted his child out of his car seat and stepped down to the garage floor with the baby securely in his arms. Andrew let out a few lines of gibberish vowels out from around his pacifier while resting his head on his father's broad shoulder.
Angle opened the door that connected the garage to the rest of the house and allowed Aurora to run inside first before following. He left the door open for his wife who he knew was right behind him with a good number of bags.
"I'm home, puppy!" Aurora exclaimed with enthusiasm as soon as she ran into the living room. She picked up a brown stuffed puppy dog that was sitting on the carpet floor where she had left it. She hugged and kissed the toy before setting it down.
"Hey Steph, he's still feeling warm to me. When did we give him the first dose of Tylenol?" Kurt called out to his wife as he sat Andrew gentle down on the carpet floor.
"Uh, we gave it to him when we got home at nine and it's now almost eleven. We could give him another dose. I think we should take his temperature again. We need to know if it's just a low grade from teething or if it's something to worry about." Stephanie replied back from in the kitchen where she sat the bags down.
"I hope he isn't getting sick." Kurt commented entering the kitchen on his way back to the garage to get the remaining bags.
"That makes the two of us." Steph muttered removing the contents from the first bag.
Andy began to whine and fuss as he began to crawl to the side of the living room that was in view of the kitchen. This was so that he could see his mother and try and get her attention.
"Mama-mama-mama!" He cried out in a whine after removing the pacifier from his mouth and flinging it a few feet away.
"Mommy's coming, Andrew. I'm getting your medicine to make you feel better." Steph replied moving to the other side of the kitchen to grab the liquid Tylenol bottle so that she could get fix his dose.
Andy continued to whine as he grabbed on the nearby sofa used it to pull himself to his feet. With his right arm, he reached and grabbed the soft baby blanket that was folded on the leather sofa cushion and pulled it off and onto the floor. He then plopped back on his diaper cushioned butt so that he could grab hold of the blanket. Taking two handfuls of the soft light blue material, he brought it to his face and rubbed it against his forehead while continuing to whine.
"What's wrong, baby brother? Don't put the blanket on your head." Aurora told the infant as she went to him after he put the blanket on top of his head, continuing to rub it across his face. She pulled the blanket off of his head and used it to cover his legs causing him to cry.
"He's not feeling well, sweetheart. He's trying to sooth himself." Steph told Aurora as she looked over at her children.
"It's okay, brother. Don't cry…" Aurora whispered into the baby's ear as she hugged him from the side and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Her words did little comfort him as he continued to fuss.
"He won't stop crying." Aurora reported to her mother as Stephanie quickly approached. The sight of his mother coming toward him made Andrew hold up his arms, signaling that he wanted her to pick him up.
"Baby Andrew is feeling yucky." Steph told her daughter as she scooped the baby up and held him close.
Andy quickly calmed from simply being held by his mommy. He closed his eyes and snuggled close to her as Stephanie walked with him back into the kitchen. Aurora followed them closely behind like a little tail. She looked concerned about her little half brother.
"Oh yeah, his fever is spiking. Just keep him still, honey, I'll give him a dose of Tylenol." Stephanie told Kurt after reading the digital ear thermometer while Angle now held their son.
"Do you think he's okay? He seems really upset." Kurt asked his wife as he stroked his baby's soft head of hair with his hand. Just like Steph, he was a bit unsettled by how fussy Andrew was. He was usually a content baby. Something had to be really bothering him.
"I know, I'm worried about him. I'm going to call the pediatrician and see if I can Andy in to see her. I just don't like not knowing why he's sick. I hope Aurora doesn't get what he has as well." Steph replied looking over at her daughter that was standing right next to her looking up at them with concern for her baby brother.
"I not feel good too, Mommy. My tummy hurts." Aurora whined to her mother as she grabbed hold of Stephanie's clothing and pulled on it.
"You're feeling sick now too?" Stephanie asked crouching down to her daughter's level and placing her hand on her daughter's forehead. She was wondering if her three year old was truly feeling under the weather or if she was trying to get some of the attention that was being directed toward Andrew.
"My tummy feels yucky and my head does too." Aurora whined putting her arms around her mother's neck causing Steph to take her into her arms for an embrace.
"Did she have breakfast at her father's house?" Kurt inquired after hearing the symptoms his step daughter was experiencing.
"No, I falled down and my breafast wasn't eated." The three year old said to answer his question before Stephanie could do so.
"She's probably just hungry. If you want to make her breakfast, I'll put Andrew in the tub and try and get his fever down." Angle offered swaying back and forth from where he stood to try and sooth his agitated son.
"That's a good idea, you go ahead and take Andrew. I'll make Aurora some eggs and call the pediatrician."
Angle gave his wife a smile and a nod before going upstairs with the baby. Stephanie put Aurora at her usual spot at the table in her booster seat with Welsh's grape juice in front of her in her favorite Dora The Explorer cup.
"You're going to feed yourself like a big girl and not get any food on you, right?" Steph asked her child with a smile before setting the plate of scrambled eggs in front of her next to the little fork that she had already placed on the table.
"Yes, I eat it by myself. It looks hot." Aurora replied leaning forward to examine the food that was just presented before her. She could see the steam rising off the fluffy yellow eggs.
"Make sure you blow on the food before you take each bite." Steph quickly replied before picking up the kitchen phone and dialing the number to the pediatrican office that was listed in her handy blackberry.
"Yes, hi, I'm Stephanie McMahon-Angle. My son is running a fever and I was wondering if it would be possible to get him in to see Dr. Mott today. Does she have any opennings when she could see him?" Steph asked the moment the office receptionist answered.
"Actually m'am, we had a cancelation leaving an opening for eleven o'clock. I don't know if you would be able to get to the office that quickly."
"Oh that won't be a problem. I can get him there."
"I'm going to need your son's name."
"Andrew Vincent Angle." Stephanie quickly responded as she watched her daughter eat her breakfast. Aurora was finally mastering the art of feeding herself with the fork.
"Okay, thank you, bye." She said before ending the call. With the appointment time only a half an hour away, Steph knew she was going to have to hurry to get the baby there in time.
"Is Daddy giving you a bath?" Steph said aloud the moment she walked into the master bathroom.
The sound of his mother's voice caused Andrew to look up from his bath water. Kurt was kneeling on the floor of the bathroom, leaning over the side of the large tub so he could supervise his son. A gray t-shirt, which Angle must have just put on before putting the baby in the top, was somewhat wet.
"Mama, mama, mama!" Andrew shrieked with a smile as he used his hands to splash the warm water.
"This temped bath seemed to calm him right down." Angle reported giving his wife a smile as she approached.
"I was able to get an appointment with the pediatrician. I have to get him over there now. Aurora's eating her breakfast now. You'll just have to keep her busy while I'm gone." Stephanie told her husband as she leaned down and lifted her baby out of the bathtub.
"That wouldn't be a problem. Since you've got him now, I'll head back down stairs and keep an eye on Aurora. Just holler if you need any help, okay honey?" Kurt told his wife while following her from the master bathroom to the nursery.
"Okay, make sure she eats a decent amount of her eggs. I don't know how well she slept last night at her father's so she'll probably gladly take her nap before noon." Steph replied as she allowed her baby to stand on the changing table so that she could dry him off with his towel.
Andrew was a bit wobbly on his feet, he held on to his mother's shirt to steady himself. He bent his knees a few times bringing himself almost into a crouch position before springing back upright bellowing gibberish. Steph had to hold him still with one of her hands while the other one dried him. The temped bath combined with the medicine had obviously made him feel better.
"Hey little girl, those eggs look yummy, are they?" Angle asked his step-daughter the minute he walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, Mommy made them for me." Aurora replied smiling up at him. She held up her fork that had a piece of egg on it. It was going to be her next bite.
"Mommy's the best, huh?" Kurt replied with a smile before taking a seat next to the three year old.
"Yeah…" She said back. The sound of her feet hitting the bottom of the table could be heard as she swung her little legs while she ate.
"After you're done with breakfast, I'll put on any movie you want and we'll color. Does that sound good, little girl?" Angle asked.
"Yeah, I wanna watch the movie with the doggies with the spots."
Once Aurora had finished her breakfast, Kurt was quick to set her up in front of the television with the Disney classic cartoon movie, 101 Dalmatians playing on the plasma flat screen. She picked out her favorite coloring book that had each of the Disney princesses illustrated in black lines throughout the book for her to put color on and placed it on the coffee table.
"You color this page and I color this page." Aurora instructed her step-father as she pointed out two pages that were next to each other before she grabbed her red crayola crayon that she seemed to favor while coloring.
Since the three year old was so into her activity and watching her movie, she didn't even notice her mother and little brother leaving for the doctor's office. For this, both Kurt and Stephanie were grateful, because if she knew they were leaving, the inevitable question would then be if she could come too. The doctor's waiting and examining room really wasn't a place for a young child to be unless he or she was sick.
"You did an awesome job on that page, Aurora. Look how well you stayed in the lines." Angle pointed out, giving her praise for her advanced coloring technique. Aurora clapped her hands and smiled, obviously happy with her work and the fact that was being acknowledged for it.
"I help you color your page now." She told him as she leaned over and began filling color into the part of the page that Kurt had not gotten to yet.
The doorbell chiming caused both of them to look up from the book. Angle looked a little puzzled for he and Stephanie weren't expecting anyone. Steph had just left with the baby not too long ago and she had a key to their home, so it couldn't be her returning. He knew Vince and Linda were both at the headquarters in Stamford so it couldn't be them.
"I'm going to go see who's at the door. You finish up coloring the page and I'll be right back." Kurt told the three year old before giving her a quick kiss on top of her head before getting up to answer the door.
"Okay…" Aurora muttered not even looking up from her work.
Angle ventured to the front of his home so that he could answer the front door and see just who it was that was standing on his front porch. He turned the two locks on the door to the unlocked opposite before he opened the door and saw his wife's ex-husband standing there. When Kurt saw that it was Paul, he narrowed the opening of the door so that Levesque wouldn't get the idea that he was going to be invited inside.
"What do you want, Paul?" Angle asked blatantly. He wanted to get right to the point so as to find out why he was paying a visit when he just saw his daughter.
"I came over to talk to Stephanie." Levesque replied returning a cold stare to his foe. Paul had hoped that it would be Steph who would have answered the door so he wouldn't even had to deal with Angle.
"She's not home." Kurt quickly replied.
"Where is she?"
"Not that it is any of your business, but she took our infant son to the doctor's. You know, you didn't have to come to my house. If you had something to say to my wife, you could have called her." Angle stated in a calm voice that Paul knew masked the feeling of superiority that Kurt felt he had over him.
"I just wanted to drop off my support check for our daughter. I forgot to give it to her when she picked Aurora up today." Levesque replied pulling out a filled out check.
"You didn't have to give it to her in person. You've mailed it every other month." Kurt muttered before he began to slowly close the door in Paul's face.
Before the door could close, Levesque pushed it back open with his hand. The conversation was in no way over. Not when he still had to say his piece that he knew was going to enrage Angle.
"Well, I also wanted to apologize to Stephy. You see, when she came over to my place this morning, we ended up falling into old habits…" Paul explained as he shrugged his shoulders and gave Angle a smile.
"What are you talking about?" Kurt asked letting out a laugh while showing a look of confusion on his face.
"Angle, I told you, Steph is still in love with me. She only married you to upset me after I pulled shit during our marriage. And now that a year is up, she's finally going to come back to me. You know it's true." Levesque muttered as he leaned in close to the small opening that he forced by holding the door open.
"You're pathetic if you believe that, Paul. I actually feel sorry for you." Kurt scoffed. He couldn't believe that Paul was trying this hard to make him believe that Steph still had feelings for him.
"No Angle, I feel sorry for you…The last time I was here, when I came to visit my little girl and you were off to go visit your kids or so you thought you were, I was standing right in your kitchen passionately kissing your wife….Go ahead, ask her if it happened. We'll see if she owns up to it." Paul told him an intense whisper while he wore a smirk. He was enjoying spewing the words out to Angle with the hopes that it would damage his trust in his wife.
Kurt's blue eyes were now overflowing with hatred. Levesque could see that he was shaking with anger. He was fighting to control himself. Was Angle buying into the version of events that Paul wanted him to hear? Just like Paul, Kurt was infuriated by the thought of another man being intimate with Stephanie. And Levesque loved the fact that it was now Angle that was on the other side of it all.
"Get the hell off my property and stay the hell away from my wife…" Angle finally muttered in a voice that was completely serious and brimming with anger. He then slammed the front door shut before Paul could even react. Paul heard the deadbolt lock and he knew that the confrontation was indeed over.
It had gone perfectly. Levesque actually felt proud of himself. He had been able to conduct himself in the cold, calculating, and manipulative mindset that was needed. After all, his on-screen character, Triple H, wasn't called the Cerebral Assassin for nothing. Levesque was the smarter man between himself and Kurt Angle. He had found a new strategy to pick away at the superficial family that Stephanie was hiding behind. It was only a matter of time before everything would fall and she would be his again.