I just couldnt keep my hands, and lips, off of her. I cant even say the things I wanted to do to her. She was just so perfect for me. I loved the way her hands fit in mine and her body in my arms. She smelt like sweet lemon cookies and it turned me on more than I expected it to. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. She moaned softly as I sucked on her neck. Then after a few more minutes of making out quietly she pulled away and I began driving further. We arrived at the beach around midnight and i put a couple quarters in the meter. She retrived a bikini from her huge pile of clothes she just leaves in the trunk.
"This is so..gorgeous." She sighed as we stepped onto the cool sand.
"Just like you" I said under my breath. She didn't hear me, but I wasn't saying it to get in her pants. I meant it. We held hands and dipped our feet in the freezing water. She let her hair down from her messy bun and I just couldn't help but to get so entranced by the feel of her soft hair and the feminine curve of her back. In the ring it was hard to describe her toughness in comparison to her feminity. In real life I felt like a big sap for falling so hard for her. We sat down on the cool sand and I held her in my arms as we watched the black ocean drift slowly. Her head on my chest, I couldn't help what came out of my mouth.
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you" As soon as I said it I regretted it.
"What?" she looked at me confused.
"I-I uh..I didn't mean that!" She made me feel like a 16-year-old virgin. I mean, I just got so nervous and choked up around her and I'm NEVER like that.
"So you dont want to spend the rest of your life with me?" She raised and eybrow. A very cute, pierced eybrow. Paul, seriously stop being a girl.
"Well no, I mean yes, but I just didn't mean to say it like that." I tried to redeem myself.
"Then what did you mean?"
"I just meant, I'm in love with you. Its not like how I was with Stephanie or any other girl. I don't know how to describe it or how to prove it to you." I said looking in her eyes trying to figure out her thoughts, but after years of knowing eachother I love how I still try to figure her out when I know its impossible.
"You don't have to prove anything to me, contrary to popular belief. I love you too. Don't worry about that crap, babe. Its weird." I just smiled to myself as we layed back and stargazed.
"You're such a softie" she said, eyeing my lips.
"Only for you" we kissed again and watched the water til 3 when we retreated back to the car.
2 hours later
"Rae, Rae wake up" I said nudging her shoulder once we got back to my new place. Ever since Steph and I split I moved out to L.A. I soon gave up on trying to wake her so I just carried her out of the car and to the door. Let's just say it wasn't easy to get the house key while not dropping her, but I managed. I got her up to my room where small streaks of light shone through the curtains. I layed her down and tucked her in as I went to take a shower and change.
It's already 5:30 so I might as well just stay awake. I changed into some motorhead cutoff shirt and basketball shorts since I havent seen the gym in a few days. I wrote Rae a note telling her where I'd be and when I'd be back. I kissed her forehead gently and set the note on the nightstand before I left.
It felt like I had been hit by an 18-wheeler, my head was in pain. I rolled over to where my usual asprin was and I found a note from Paul.
Morning Sweetie,
Went to work out at Gold's.
I'll be back at 11:30.
Love you P (p.s. the aspirin's in the medicine cabinet)
I laughed and got back under the covers. I checked my sidekick in my pocket only to find out that it was just 10am.
AN HOUR AND A HALF, I thought.
LET'S SEE, WHAT ARE MY OPTIONS: GET DRESSED, GO BACK TO SLEEP IN THE WARM, PAUL-SCENTED BED, GET UP AND TAKE SOME ASPRIN LIKE YOU SHOULD AND NOT BE ABLE TO GO BACK TO SLEEP, OR GO BACK TO SLEEP.
Sleep sounded really nice at the moment so I wrapped back up into the covers and dozed off silently.
I walked back in my house sweating like a pig. It was friday night, meaning Rae has smackdown. I cannot belive I haven't even been to a smackdown taping in 6 years. I was really surprised not to see her making breakfast or watching cartoons. She makes me feel like such an old man at times. I almost feel uneasy about our age difference. She's only 22 and I'm, well, older.
I walked back to my room where she was still sleeping like a baby.
"Wake up, baby" I whispered in her ear. Her eyes blinked open and she smiled under me.
"Mornin, What time is it?" she asked grogily.
"Noon" I informed her with a laugh.
"Well then-- ahh!" she jumped at the vibrating of her phone. She looked at it puzzlingly and then answered.
"Hello?"
"This is she, Who's calling?"
"Oh! Michael!" she covered the phone and mouthed "Rolling Stone!"
"Of course I'd love to do and interview, right now? Well okay then" she shrugged and I left the room for another shower. I couldn't help but wish that time didn't call her and we'd have time to shower together.
I toweled off my hair and walked back into the room where Rae was sitting indian style on my bed and concentrating hard. I really wanted to know what was going on, but I knew she would tell me later.
I went back to the living room and couldn't decide what to do for the day before smackdown. I had barely just turned the tv on when Rae ran into the room screaming.
"Oh My Gosh, Oh My Gosh, Oh My Gosh!!" she pranced into the room and stood blocking my view of the baseball game. Not that I minded, I'd rather see her body.
"What, what, what?" I replied.
"I'm gonna be on the cover of Rolling Stone!!" she sqealed and then jumped into my lap. I was happy for her, but I was trying hard not to be TOO happy for her.
"Rae, That's great!" I kissed her.
"Yeah, and I get a 4 page spread. I'm so excited. They wanted me to come down for a photoshoot, today!"
"Well that sounds cool." I hugged her.
"Then lets go!" She exclaimed climbing off me and back to my room.
"Now?" I asked following her.
"Yes, they told me to bring some of my clothes even though they'd have some more for me. What do you think of these?" she questioned holding up a hot lil punk outfit, a long formal dress, a bikini, and a cute jean outfit.
"I like them" I told her truthfully.
"Good" she said glad at my approval, "Then let's jet!" she said running to her car.
"Oh God, you're driving?" I asked as she put the top down on her new metallic red vette.
"Yep." she smiled.
"Can we take the hummer? I'm so cramped in this car." I said moving the seat back as far as it would go.
"Um...what about the stang?" she smiled trying to comprimise.
"Fine." I sighed gettin in her '05 midnight blue mustang.
"You know what I love about this car?" she asked putting the top down again as we approached the highway.
"What?"
"Its a V8." she grinned as she hit nearly 90.
"You're gonna kill me!" I shouted over the sound of the wind buzzing around us and metro station's 'shake it'.
"No, I'm not. I've had professional driving lessons."
"Oh really, Where?" I asked gripping the dash.
"Putt Putt!" she laughed as she swerved around a couple more cars.
"Man, these people drive so slow." she complained.
"Maybe to you, because you're driving really fast." She pulled off the highway and into the parking lot of a tall building. She swerved into a tight spot and slammed on the brakes. I jerked forward and was nearly suffocated by the seat belt.
"Whatever."
"Ah, you keep me young" I laughed geting out of the car.
"Shut up, you're not old." She said putting a smile on my face. I opened the door for her as she carried a couple of her outfits into the building. The people in the lobby all started clapping when we walked in.
"Hi, I'm Ra-" she began.
"I know who you are. Michael's been expecting you. You can meet him in the studio, Suite 14 on the 7th floor." the blonde receptionist cut her off. A few years ago I would have eyed her and possibly asked for her number, but being with Rae changed me. Even with Stephanie I would look at other girls, but now I don't even care to look because I'm with the perfect one.
"She was hot." Rae said to me as we entered the elevator.
"Since when do you start rating girls?" I asked cautiosly.
"Since you've stopped looking at them." was her smartass answer.
Before I could respond the doors opened. We walked down the hall in an awkward silence and she knocked at his door then stared at me.
"RAE!!" he emerged with a huge smile and hugged her. I noticed as his hand slid further down her back before it came to a stop just above her butt. I resisted the urge to slap his hand away, but I knew that would have bad consequences for her.
"Michael, this is my boyfriend Paul." she said introducing me. I shook his hand reluctantly.
"Triple H right?" he asked with a smile. Now this dude was hot. Medium dirty blonde hair and lots of piercings and tatoos. I know Rae is a sucker for tatoos. He was kind of a cross between Adam Lazarra and Jared Leto.
I just nodded at him.
"Cool, well you guys can come on in and I know you have to be on smackdown tonight so we can go ahead and start the photoshoot. Rae can I see the outfits you brought?" he said. I took a seat quietly in the back of the studio.
She handed him some of the clothes and he eyed them judgingly.
"Okay, Renee!" he called behind him. A short pale man appeared and introduced himself as the photographer. They talked about the 'vision' of the photoshoot as I looked at some old rolling stone magazines.
"Please change into this" Renee asked, giving her some underwear to change into. She walked past me into the dressing room.
"What is that?!" I asked, I knew my voice was louder than what I intended it to be.
"Underwear, Paul" she said in a snarky tone of voice. I knew that was my first warning. The next couple hours were a blur.
Rae's POV:
I came back out and took some seductive photos on a frilly bed. I knew Paul was getting a little jealous so I didn't let the poses get too hot. Then I changed into a ball gown and took a few pics on what looked like a fairy tale staircase. After tons of shots and tons of outfit changes we went on location to a secluded beach. They had Paul take a few pics with me, which I know made him feel better. He stood behind me and held me close as we took 'sexytime' pics as Renee likes to call them. He had his arms wrapped around me for most of the shoot and then we had pictures taken when we were almost kissing. Darkness approached and I got a few more shots done on the ferris wheel.
"Thank you so much Michael!" I said gathering my things.
"No, thank you, Rae." he said hugging me. Paul gave Michael a small nod before we drove back to the hotel where i changed into my usual attire. After grabbing a protien bar we headed to the arena.
"Welcome everybody to Friday Night Smackdown"
