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Summary: Jeff Hardy has got a lot more then wrestling on his mind lately, and it all centers around a certain WWE Diva. Will he admit his true feelings in time or will he lose his chance forever.
Authors Notes: I have a dirty habit of not responding to the reviews instead opting to just post the chapters and thank people here in the authors note. That is going to change as I am getting so deep into my writing that I tend to forget to even write authors notes. So from now on, you will get replies from me with each review that is given. I am sorry in advance if I have made any of you feel like I've ignored your reviewing. Its quite the opposite really. I do thank you all for taking the time to just read this, and the reviews are just an added bonus. You're the best.
"Oh shit!" Ashley whispered as she saw him; standing directly in front of her, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but there in that particular moment. She covered her mouth the minute the words were out of her mouth and she felt her cheeks burn hot.
Damn, now the man has me blushing over a slip of the tongue. I'm a loss cause.
She ran her fingers through her hair then, not at all sure how she looked but knowing that for some reason as she stood here with the man she had been dreaming out just minutes earlier, it suddenly mattered. She really had lost her mind.
"What are you doing here Ash? Weren't you fired?" he asked, not a bit of reaction showing on his face. If he had been shocked to see her there he surely wasn't showing it now. Maybe he really didn't care after all.
"Yes Jeff I was fired and hey, thanks for reminding me that I need to hit the unemployment line. Look if you don't mind I will just be on my way." she started to move around him and had almost made a clear break away until he spun around and grabbed her by the wrist, stopping her dead in her tracks.
Uh Oh. She thought to herself. Nothing good can come of this.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound the way I did. I was just sort of shocked to see you in the arena is all."
She blew it off with a flick of her non occupied wrist. "No harm done. I really should get going though before someone sees me here and I get carted out in handcuffs."
The vision of Ashley Massaro being carted out of anywhere in the metal handcuffs was almost too much for Jeff to comprehend. He laughed under his breath then, hoping that she hadn't heard him. He watched as her expression changed and he instantly knew it was too good to be true. He had been caught, much like a deer in headlights.
"Well will wonders never cease. Jeff Hardy actually remembers how to laugh." she said not smiling at him or acting in the slightest bit like she cared.
Truth be told she wanted to hear him act like this more, laughing and smiling at her the way he was now but she also knew there was no way in hell she was going to admit it to him when his eyes were so burned into her mind as they were now.
"I always knew how to laugh I just never had the right person make me do it before."
Well there was another shock she hadn't been prepared for. He was actually admitting that in some small way she had made him laugh. It was a day where she was definitely learning as she went along. It was almost too bad she still had the memory of him on top of her still burned into her mind.
"Well if that's everything, do you think I can go now? I really don't want to get caught by any of the management."
He nodded his head and looked like he also was on his way someplace that he needed to be. But before she could even get a few steps down the hall, he turned around again and called to her.
"Yeah?" she asked turning around at the sound of her name.
He walked back towards her as she stood in place, awaiting whatever it might be that he had forgotten to say to her. As he made his way closer, the scent of him wafting around her she was almost mesmerized. He certainly knew what buttons to push within her and if now wasn't enough fact, there was the dream she had been awoken from.
"What is it Jeff? I really need to get the hell out of her." she pushed, casting a look around to make sure they weren't being watched. When she was content that they were indeed alone, she awaited his answer.
Only his answer didn't come in the form of actual talking. Before she knew what was happening he pulled her face to his and pushed his lips to hers in what could only be described an an emotionally charged moment of electricity.
It was like that night only a few nights before at the diner when their lips had met the way they had and instead of pushing him away like her mind was telling her strongly to do, she followed her heart and she pushed back deeply into his mouth, hungry for him and more of what he was so willingly allowing himself to give her.
She never wanted this moment to end but just as the thoughts entered her mind she heard the slam of a locker room door behind her and before she could get her wits about her and end the kiss she saw him out of the corner of her eye.
Standing just off to the side where he had exited from was Matt Hardy and he did not look happy to see what he was now being privy too. Not happy at all. In fact, as Jeff finally pulled away from the kiss they were sharing and followed the length of her gaze, the look they were both greeted with was a mixture and anger and downright betrayal.