CHAPTER 3

Almost everywhere Lily went the rest of the night, in whichever direction she turned; it seemed 'Taker was there. Staring right through her with those smoldering green eyes, lighting her blood on fire and piercing her soul. Even during his match he was incredible, she could hardly tear her gaze away.

His movements were perfectly controlled; each one graceful for a man his size. In a deadly, dangerous way, Melina had been right, he was incredibly sexy.

By the end of the night, Lily was ready for a cold shower. Her first night back on the road and somehow she had managed to find the most gorgeous, sensual and FUCKING OFF LIMITS man in the place!

"I'm taking off, you two coming or hanging?" She demanded, on edge. It was like she was being possessed by a woman with an entirely different taste in men than her usual. Something was definitely off. Maybe it was a full moon.

"We're going out for drinks and you were going out with your hubby, remember?" Matt snorted. When she shook her head no, he cocked an eyebrow; wondering what that was about.

"Awww…. Come on, Lily!" Jeff pleaded, batting long eyelashes at her. "You wanted to go out, so let's go out."

"What's this I hear about my wife not going out with me tonight?" John asked, walking in; completely ignoring the dirty looks he got from Jeff and Matt. He grinned when Lily turned to stare at him, beginning to dance like a fool. "Come on girl, you can't tell me this don't excite you. Let's go!"

Going out, she could go out with the guys, just not get involved. What a crock of shit… Lily plastered a smile on her face, green eyes not so amused. "I'm going."

Matt did not like the look in her eyes. It reminded him of Jeff when Jeff was told 'no' on something he really wanted. "Maybe Lily should just go back to the hotel."

"I said I wanted to go though."

"Yeah Mattie, don't get your panties in a twist."

"Yeah Mattie, me and my wife have dancing to do." John grinned, looping an arm around her shoulders. "This is gonna be off the chain, girl!" He was already doing his little bebop dance, smiling. "Ah-ha!"

"Do that one more time Cena and-"

He promptly moved forward and did it right in Matt's ear. "AH-HA!"

"CENA!"

***

With Matt and John going at it and being with her twin who also happened to be her bestest bud even if he was annoyingly over protective, Lily soon forgot her little problem; laughing as she watched John out on the floor. "Matt, go out there and who him up, bro!" She teased, reaching over to snatch his drink and finished it for him. "No excuses, go!"

"I don't step." Matt muttered, gesturing for another drink. "Why don't YOU go out there and show him up?" He suggest smugly.

Being the arrogant creature that she was, Lily flicked her hair over her shoulder and hit the dance floor.

John smiled when she joined him. "Come on, Lil, show me what you got!" He urged, twisting his body to the beat, somehow not surprised when she kept pace with him.

She matched him move for move, eyes sparkling wickedly when his just flashed back. The two began challenging each other, letting their bodies do the talking. Sweat beaded on her body as she mimicked John, than as he copied her. This was going to wind up a draw the way they were going.

***

He watched her from near the bar, the light dim where he stood which was the way he preferred it. The only reason he was in this godforsaken, obscenely loud place was because of her. The way her body moved with the music, shimmering and glistening under the strobe lights as she danced with Cena… 'Taker's blood was simmering, threatening to erupt any moment.

Ordering his second beer of the night, he leaned back into the bar, just watching her. He was so tempted to just go rip her off the floor and into his arms; growling softly as John slammed Lily up into him, their bodies crashing furiously together. Dancing was working her into a frenzy, something he should be doing.

***

Finally, Lily had to beg off, shaking her head; hands up in a surrendering gesture. "No more, you've just bent my body in ways that are probably illegal." She laughed, rolling her eyes when John did his little victory dance. Snorting, she stepped off the floor; needing some liquid. Water. She was parched. After getting her bottle and turning to watch the other people dancing; Lily began giggling. Jeff was now out on the floor trying to keep pace with John.

"Hello, Lily."

Slowly, she turned around, green eyes widening as she looked up.

Reaching out, he ran a finger across her forehead, pulling it away to reveal wetness. She was coated in sweat and instead of being a turn off, it turned him on even more; already imagining the condition of her lush body when he was finished with her. "You must be thirsty. Drink."

She did, gaze still fixed on him as she drained the bottle; finally setting it down on the bar counter. God that felt better. She quickly looked him over, taking in the leather vest and black jeans. "Did those come painted on?" She couldn't resist asking, seeing no change at all in his expression and inwardly sighed. It was like trying to read a stone wall. "Did you want something?" She asked. Besides me? She mentally added, inwardly smacking herself.

A slow smirk formed on his sensual lips, circling around her again like a predator contemplating his next meal. "You." He said finally, resting his hands on her hips.

Lily damn near jumped him right then and there. A gasp escaped her parted lips when the palm of his hand suddenly touched her between her legs, the heat of his hand searing through the denim material.

"Just returning the favor." He murmured, leaving her standing there with a slack jaw.

Fuck Matt and fuck Jeff. If they asked, she'd just say she left with someone from the club, who wasn't a wrestler. A little white lie never hurt anyone, right? Lily didn't give it another thought, winding her way through the people and hurried outside.

The cool night air was a welcome relief on her flushed skin, green eyes darting up and down the sidewalk. She almost jumped when she heard a motorcycle revving, looking across the street to find him staring at her. When he just crooked his finger, Lily automatically went over to him. A second later she was behind 'Taker, arms around his waist.

"Knew I was coming, huh?" She murmured in his ear, feeling him chuckle instead of hearing it.

"You could say that." He smirked at her, raising her hand up to brush his lips over her fingertips, reluctantly letting go and feeling her settling it back around his waist.

Lily vaguely wondered if she had lost her mind. She was going off with a man she didn't know. A man she had been told flat out was dangerous; who had shoved her brother simply because he was walked into. It was a little too late now, though. She was already with him, going who even knew where.

She wasn't familiar with this city and could only hope Jeff and Matt didn't freak out. She was beginning to regret being rash but then when she felt 'Taker's muscles ripping underneath her palms, all rational thoughts flew out the window.

When she finally looked up, her eyes widened, realizing they had come to a stop and were parked. Shifting back, Lily watched as 'Taker dismounted; those long legs grabbing her attention instantly. The sheer power that radiated from him was frightening in a very sexy way. Swallowing hard, she met his eyes, feeling like her soul was being laid bare for him.

Extending his hand, 'Taker helped her from the motorcycle, a slight smile curving his lips. Ignoring her sharp inhale of breath, he pulled her up against his chest, dipping his head down to capture her lips. His hands slid down her back to her ass, giving it a firm squeeze and growled when she ground her hips against him; deepening the kiss more. "What do you say we take this upstairs?" He suggested; voice already harsh with passion.

Lily nodded, her mouth opening to speak only to be interrupted by her own damn cell phone. Frowning, she pulled it out of one of the many pockets of her cargo pants; surprised it wasn't smashed or something. She'd completely forgotten about it. Her eyes rolled heavenward. Brothers. No doubt freaking out.

Knowing she needed to keep them from doing something stupid like calling the cops, she answered it. "I'm fine, I'm with someone." She said crossly, holding the phone from her ear. "I'll hook up with ya'all when I'm done." She recoiled automatically when the phone was taken from her, watching 'Taker close it. "Don't break it." She said, watching his fist curl around it.

'Taker did anyway, tossing the crushed pieces over his shoulder. "I'll buy you a new one. I don't want us being interrupted again." He murmured huskily, pulling her in for another kiss; smirking when he felt Lily melt against him.

Lifting her up by her ass, he felt her legs automatically wrapping around his waist and headed inside, taking the back stairs. He navigated almost blind, busy caressing her neck with his tongue, molding her body to his. She was a heady distraction to be sure.

Somehow they reached the hallway without killing themselves, or prying away from each other too much.

Lily hand to untangle one hand from around his neck to reach for her back pocket, checking to make sure the condom Jeff had slipped her as a joke was in there. Of course he wouldn't think it was all that funny if he found out she was taking the joke seriously.

"Mmm!" It was a muffled, shocked moan that escaped her when she was slammed against a wall; grinding her hips into him. She was soaked, her panties probably ruined and wouldn't have been surprised in the least if he could feel it through her pants. Though something also told her she was quite aware of what he did to a woman

He managed to get them into his hotel room, closing the door shut behind him with the heel of his boot. Keeping Lily balanced in his arms, he headed straight for the bed. He could give two fucks less what her brother's thought, he was having their baby sister for dessert tonight.

***

Lily had been expecting him to be gone when she woke up, but he wasn't. He was crushing her, laying draped over her body; her own thigh resting between his. Grunting, she wiggled free; quickly stuffing a pillow where she had been and watched him frown in his sleep before relaxing. 'Taker didn't look so intimidating in the morning light and she was certain he wouldn't appreciate her realizing that.

Quietly, she pulled back on her clothes. A frown crossed her face when something fell from her pocket. Smooth, forgot the condom. Though in the long run, it wouldn't have mattered because they had gone more than once. She needed a hot bath to take care of some of the pains she was feeling but they were so worth it.

She crept out of the room, closing the door gently behind her and headed down the hall. Now she needed to get a hold of her probably spazzing out brothers… and a new cell phone.

***

Lily spent the entire day with Jeff because Matt was too pissed off to even look at her. "Ask me again and I'll punch you." She whispered as they followed their older brother into the arena that night.

"Lil-"

"It was just some guy from the club, okay?" He was such a nosy bastard when he wanted to be. Brothers…

"I don't give a damn! You're not gonna whore yourself around at our expense!" Matt snapped, breaking into their conversation. He was pissed beyond belief that his sister had actually taken off with a complete stranger just because she couldn't keep her pussy in check.

"Okay Matt, that was uncalled for." Jeff snarled, catching Lily's open mouth from the corner of his eye. "We told her nobody from the COMPANY. What she does with someone else is no business of ours."

"Fine, whatever. Let her be a slut." He growled, shoving Jeff before stalking away.

"Fuck you, Mattie! At least I don't get involved with sluts that cheat on me!" She shouted angrily at his retreating back, saw him freeze and smirked; ignoring Jeff's warning. Matt might have a violent temper but he knew better than to put his hands on her.

Granted, she had lied to him –not that he knew that- but he had no right calling her a slut when he'd been known to take a few questionable women to HIS bed. Lily pushed Jeff away from her when Matt came storming back, getting right in his face.

"Call me a slut again, Matthew Moore, and I'll slap the taste right out of that filthy mouth of yours." She hissed.

"You little-"

"Is there a problem here?"

All three spun around to find 'Taker standing there, his eyes neutral, arms folded over his chest.

"What's it to you, man?" Matt demanded shakily.

"You need to learn some respect and I think I'm going to be the one who teaches it to you." He said thoughtfully, then his tone took on a deadly quality. "Tonight, you and me in the ring."

Matt paled, forgetting all about berating his sister. All he could do was stare after the now walking away Undertaker.

"You are screwed." Jeff whistled, slapping his brother on the back.

"Don't forget the lube, Matthew." Lily said scathingly, smacking him upside his thick skull before walking away as well. Just seeing 'Taker made her body ache, knowing a change in panties was in order. Shivering involuntarily, she wrapped her arms around herself only to let go a moment later. She was actually pretty toasty at the moment.

She had just rounded the corner when a hand shot out of a dark doorway, grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the room. A hard body pressed against hers; lips slamming to hers. When she managed to flick on the light, 'Taker pulled back with a smirk.

"Lily…" He murmured, feeling her body responding to his touch. "Your brother is going to pay for what he called you." He promised, his tone changing from husky to dark.

"Don't hurt him… too much." Lily said softly, the anger in his acid green eyes enough to take her breath away thought she knew the anger wasn't directed at her. "He's just worried what people will say…"

Of if Matt knew, then he'd be pissing himself right about now.

She was on fire right now and 'Taker being this close wasn't helping. She wanted to ask him why he even cared what Matt said or did but knew better than to ask.

"He has no right in calling you that. You are neither a whore or a slut. You're a woman who isn't afraid of her desires."

She almost blushed under that knowing look.

"If you want another night with me," He pressed a key in her hand, curling her fingers around the card. "You'll find me."

Now that was a stupid… Lily lost her train of thought when he kissed her; another one of his soul searing, passionate kisses that she had learned last night left her breathless and completely at his mercy. Just as she melted against him, he pulled away; leaving her whimpering at the loss.

'Taker gave her one last heated look before leaving her there to simmer.

Without a doubt, she'd be coming to him tonight.