I'm so sorry for not updating this story in quite a while. I have been so busy finishing up my other stories, plus I had several new stories in the works. But, now, I've been catching up (I finally finished up Through Hell And Back, Praying For Time and Gotta Have Faith. In addition, I have been loving writing one, two and three shots recently. Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about It All Started With A One Night Stand. I have one or two more couples to put in.

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

Author's note: I'm just gonna go ahead and finish this story because I'm running out of ideas to put down.

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Three days later...

Mexico City, Mexico...

August 21, 2000...

"Are you feeling better, baby girl?" Hunter asked as he and Amy walked through the crowd of shoppers, holding hands. They were heading back towards their hotel room after a long day of doing some things like, shopping, eating, doing some more shopping and even managing to catch a wrestling show nearby their hotel room

She nodded her head and smiled at him. "I'm feeling all right. Don't worry about me, honey."

"I'm so sorry, baby, but I can't help it. Ever since you got poisoned three days ago, I've been so protective and worried about you. I just don't want anything to happen to you, that's all."

"I understand, baby. Really, I do. But, you've gotta let loose on me once in your life. Now, let's go back to our hotel room. I'm tired after all that walking." she said as she yawned.

"Are you sure you're tired?" Hunter asked, narrowing his eyes at her seductively.

Amy looked at him, shaking her head. "Yes, I'm sure I'm tired. Don't get any ideas about us doing the nasty, man. It's been a long day."

"Point well taken. I'll just have to jump your bones later, then." he smiled lightly.

She returned his smile with one of her own.

A few minutes later, when they got back to their hotel room, Amy immediately plopped down on the bed while Hunter took his place next to her, grabbed the remote and cut on the television. Just then, the news came on.

"This just in: the daughter of World Wrestling Federation chairman Vince McMahon was killed in a hit and run accident just last night. The victim, identified as Stephanie Marie McMahon, was driving home in her Mercedes Benz when another car crashed right into her, causing her to crash into a telephone pole. When she tried to get out, the same car crashed into her again, causing her to break her neck in three places and blood to gush out of her head. She was pronounced dead on arrival at hospital two hours later after doctors did everything they could to revive her. We'll have more on this story as it develops..."

"I can't believe this! Stephanie's dead! Stephanie's dead!" Amy exclaimed when she sat up on the bed, crying.

Hunter just shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe it, either, baby girl. Who would do such a thing to her?"

Amy leaned back against the mattress and sighed deeply. Tears of sorrow fell from her eyes. Even though she's still upset that Stephanie stole Matt away from her, she was hit hard by her sudden death. Amy never wished death on anyone in her life. She knew there was no going back on that.

More tears fell from her eyes when she went into Hunter's strong arms, sobbing hysterically. He laid his head against hers and sighed again, feeling guilty himself. Even though his marriage to Stephanie was a scam, she was a good person who didn't deserve to die like that. And, he knew whoever the person responsible for her horrible death will pay with his or her blood.

"I'm sorry, Hunter," Amy managed to choke out.

He was confused. Why was she apologizing to him? Clearly she didn't have anything to do with Stephanie's death.

"Baby girl, why did you say sorry?" he asked softly.

"I said sorry because I knew you loved her, that's why." she sniffed.

He sighed deeply. "Listen to me, baby girl. Yes, I'll admit, a part of me will always love her but we both had moved on. I'm with you now. I love you. But, what happened to her was not your fault nor hers. She didn't deserve to be killed like that. But, the question is, who did it and why?"

"I don't know, baby. I just don't know," she sobbed, burying her face against his chest. He continued holding her for a few moments before he lifted her face up with his index finger. Without another word to say, he leaned down and kissed her, first lightly, then more passionately. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down on top of her, holding him close to her. He moved his hands down and cupped her breasts through the thin material of her halter top, flicking her nipples with his thumbs, making her moan in his mouth. At that point, all thought of going to sleep left her mind.

"Hunter, make me forget right now. Make love to me," Amy pleaded with a deep, fiery longing.

He didn't have to hear that twice. Without any hesitation, he removed her halter top, realizing she wasn't wearing a bra. He leaned down and brushed his lips over her nipples gently, causing her to scream out his name. She ran her fingers through his sandy blond hair when he fumbled with her belt buckle. After a couple of moments, he managed to undo her jeans and yanked them down to her ankles, for which she kicked them off with her feet; leaving her in her tiny black thong. Then, he yanked the material off her body, leaving her naked to his delight.

"You're so beautiful, baby girl," Hunter whispered against her lips before he removed his own clothes. Then, he moved on top of her, parted her legs and he slowly slid inside of her without any resistance from her. Amy wrapped her legs over his back and lifted her hips to meet his downward thrusts. He groaned in her ear as he kept pounding deeper and deeper inside of her with the ferocity of an animal, griping her hips with his large hands.

Faster and harder, he pounded in and out of her body with expertise. She moaned in his ear; digging her fingers in his back and drawing blood out of his skin. He managed to lean down and kiss her passionately, shoving his tongue in her mouth. He also managed, with his pinkie finger, to reach down and find one spot he was looking for. The one spot that would send her over the edge.

And it did.

Her pulse raced when he picked up his pace even faster, then he finally sent her over the edge, causing her to cry out his name in sheer and rapid pleasure. Heightened by his own climax, he drained everything he had into her and more.

Laying in his arms afterwards, Amy laid her head against Hunter's chest and she was breathing heavily. He planted a searing kiss on her forehead and tightened his arms around her, never wanting to let her go.

"Thank you, baby. I needed that so much," Amy said softly, then she lavished a kiss on his chest gently.

Hunter leaned down and brushed his lips against hers gently. "I love you, baby girl."

"I love you, too," she replied. Then she moved on top, intent on giving him just as much pleasure as he did to her. Without warning, she united them in nature's paradise. Rocking her hips in a frenzy, she rode him, bringing them close to climax. He held her waist with his hands and guided her movements, groaning with passion. She managed to lean down and kiss him hungrily, slipping her tongue in his mouth. With his hands, he palmed her breasts, his fingers playing with her nipples, causing her to moan his name. She threw her head back, feeling his erection stirring inside of her swollen opening.

"Oh, God! Oh, baby!" she screamed out when she hit her climax. Fortunately for her, he wasn't too far behind and together they fell into an entangled heap.

Laying in his arms afterward, she watched him fall asleep. A smile crept up on her face when she watched him. She loved him so much, she didn't wanna be away from him for even one second. She snuggled close to his side and sighed deeply before she fell asleep.

Little did she know, a certain someone was hiding in their closet, ready to attack!

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The very next day...

Groaning with impatience, Amy kept tossing and turning in the bed, wearing out bad dreams about Stephanie's car accident. Ever since she saw the news last night, all she could think about was how anyone or anything would hurt her. Images of Stephanie kept popping up in her mind, screaming out for help. Amy wanted to help her in the worst way possible, but she knew she couldn't. It wasn't like she didn't want to help the billion dollar princess (mainly because of what happened between her, Stephanie and Matt), but it was because something wasn't right. She could feel it.

Just then, she felt someone nipping on her chest gently. A smile crept up on her face because she knew who it was. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair, but something was not right. First of all, Hunter's hair couldn't be that greasy. Second of all, it was slick. Third of all, when she ran her fingers through his body, it wasn't that big.

When she opened her eyes, she was shocked!

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?" Amy exclaimed when she sat up on the bed, fuming.

"Is that any way to talk to your man like that, Ames?" he said calmly, smiling.

"The only man in my life is Hunter, you son of a bitch! Now, I'm gonna ask you again; what the fuck are you doing here? How did you know where I was?" she asked again. She was seething.

He continued smiling. "Well, let's see: you broke up with me, you left me, you end up in Hunter's arms, you go down to San Juan to spend some time with him, you go to the club, you had rat poison in your drink..."

"Wait, wait, wait," she jumped in. "How did you know I was poisoned?"

"How did I know? Hmm, let's see. Suppose I paid someone to put that poison in your drink. Suppose I hired those two cops to 'find out' what was wrong with you. Suppose I told them to follow you..."

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME, MATT? HOW COULD YOU STOOP SO LOW TO POISON ME?" Amy ranted. She was furious with her ex!

"How fucking dare you leave ME? How fucking dare you get involved with Hunter? You know he's an asshole! And still, you end up with him! Really, Ames, how stupid can you be!" Matt exclaimed.

She just snorted. "I'm not stupid. Yes, Hunter's an asshole at times but he loves me. He respects me. He makes love to me. He holds me. He cares about me. Something you stopped doing after I found out you married Stephanie and got her pregnant. You know, Hunter and I watched the news last night and found out she was killed in a hit and run car crash. Have you not have anything to say about that?"

"Yes, I have something to say. I killed her," he admitted.

"WHAT?" she shouted.

"That's right. I killed her. She was in the way so I had to take care of her. Just like I'm gonna take care of you, Ames. So, now, I'm given you two choices: either come back to me or I'm gonna take Hunter out," Matt said. Just to prove his point, he went to the closet, opened the door and pulled out and tied up and gagged Hunter, who was muffling for help.

"What have you done to him?" Amy ranted.

"Oh, this? This is nothing of what I'm gonna do to him if you don't make up your fucking mind right now!" he seethed.

"I'm not going back to you, Matt! You let go of my husband right now!" she demanded.

"H-husband? Did you say husband?" he stammered.

Terrified, she replied, "That's right, you son of a bitch! Hunter and I got married three days ago..."

Chapter nine will be all about how they got married and Matt goes berserk! Stay tuned!

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