Chapter 10

Edge picked up the deck of cards and they left John's room. Once they got to Edge's room, they sat across from each other on the bed. Kat was leaning back on the headboard, and Edge was at the end of the bed.

"I'll deal," he said. "I still think John was setting me up with those cards."

Kat laughed. "Go ahead."

He dealt the hand and the two played. "How did you come up with that?" he asked her.

"You mean the makeover? I don't know. I was looking at your hair, and I thought that you would look funny with pigtails." She shrugged. "The flower and the lip gloss were just icing on the cake," she added with a smile.

"Icing she says," he mumbled.

"Aw, I thought you looked pretty," she said with a playful smile.

He rolled his eyes. "Yea, pretty like a cross dresser."

She laughed. "You don't need the makeover anyway."

"No?" he asked.

"You're pretty just the way you are."

He laughed. "How did I go from Rated R to pretty?"

"Ok, maybe pretty wasn't the right word," she said.

"And what is?" he asked, his eyes full of mischief.

"Would it help your bruised ego if I changed it to hot?" she asked teasingly.

He grinned. "That's much better."

She rolled her eyes. "You're too much," she said shaking her head with a smile.

"You're putting up with me, so I guess you don't mind," he returned, still grinning. "And look at that, you lost this hand."

Kat looked at the cards and realized he was right. She groaned. "Alright Goldilocks, let me have it. What's it going to be?"

He tilted his head and looked at her. "Hmmm," he mused, going through different options in his head. "I'll tell you what. Let me sleep on it. I want it to be something good. You'll find out."

"Why do I have a feeling I'm not going to like this very much?" she asked.

He grinned and crawled up to sit next to her. "Who knows? Maybe you'll like it more than you think," he said with a smirk.

She bit her lip. "I think I'd better head off to bed."

He smirked again. "You sure? You could stay," he added wickedly.

"I'll go," she said. "Thanks all the same." She stood and headed for the door. "Goodnight."

"Wait a minute. I'm supposed to walk back with you, remember?"

"I'll be fine. Don't worry."

He shook his head. "If you say so. Well, if anything, scream really loud."

"So you can come save me Prince Charming?" she asked teasingly.

He laughed. "Anything for a damsel in distress."

She grinned. "Goodnight Goldilocks…I mean Prince Charming."

"Night."

Kat left his room and started to walk toward Mark's. It was late, and there was no one else out. She turned around a corner and felt a hand grab her shoulder.

She jumped and whirled around. "Randy! You almost gave me a heart attack."

He smiled. "Sorry. I just left Janice's room, and I saw you walking. I didn't mean to scare you."

"It's ok," she said shaking her head. "Is everything ok?" she asked.

"Yea, I kind of followed your advice."

"What do you mean?"

"About being nice. She didn't let me have it as bad as usual. She was still in a pretty nasty mood though."

"Well you're still in one piece right?" Kat asked with a smile.

"For now," he said. "By the way, why are you walking around alone? Why didn't one of the morons walk you back?"

"Ted and Shawn left a long time ago. Then John wanted to go to bed. It was just me and Adam playing cards in his room."

"And he let you wander out alone?" Randy raised an eyebrow.

"I'm not completely defenseless. Geez. Besides, he offered, and I said no."

"Adam's lucky you ran into me and not Taker. He'd have his head for leaving you walking alone."

"Mark did ask the guys to walk me back," Kat said with a laugh. "I'm fine though. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself."

Randy laughed. "Of course. So who won the card game?"

"Well Adam won the last hand against me. But he lost all the other ones. John'll tell you all about it. It was pretty damn funny."

Randy grinned. "You guys got him bad didn't you?"

Kat grinned in return. "Definitely." They came to the door of Mark's room. "Alright Randy. I'll see you in the morning. I'm gonna try to slip in without waking him up."

Randy nodded. "Try not to. He's not the most cheerful person when he's sleep deprived. Night."

He turned and headed toward his and John's room. Kat gently eased the key into the door and went in. The room was pitch black. Mark had blocked out all the sources of light. Kat smiled to herself. He was just like her. He couldn't sleep when there was any light.

Carefully she made her way across the room and rummaged around in her bag until she found what felt like her pajamas. She went into the bathroom and changed clothes without bothering to turn on the light. She bunched her clothes up into a pile, and put them by her bag. She then cautiously felt her way to the bed and slipped under the blanket.

She was on the wrong side of the bed, but it didn't matter. She was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow. She slept fairly peacefully through the night, her dreams pleasant.

She was awakened the next morning by the sound of a car alarm outside. Her mind drifted into consciousness, but shortly after it started, the alarm stopped. Now quiet again, she tried to go back to sleep. But it was no use. Her brain was awake now, and it slowly began to wake the rest of her body.

She opened her eyes, and found the room was still dark. Then she remembered that the light had been blocked out. She realized that she had drifted over to the other side of the bed. Her back was to Mark's chest, his arm wound around her. In another instant she realized that her own arm was wrapped around his. I've really got to stop waking up in these positions, she thought to herself with a laugh.

She gently untangled her arm, and her felt Mark begin to stir. A few seconds later she saw his eyes peek open. His eyes wandered around the room until they finally settled on her. He blinked and confusion played across his face.

"Umm, good morning?"

"Morning," he answered. He raised an eyebrow as if to inquire why she was so close to him. Then he realized he was holding her. He pulled his arm back, letting her loose.

Now free from his grasp, she sat up and stretched. She moved over more, back to the other side of the bed to give him some room. He sat up.

"Sorry about that," she said. "I usually sleep on that side. I guess I rolled my way over," she said with a smile.

"It's fine," he said. "I didn't even realize I was holding onto you."

"That's ok. You've got a hell of a grip, by the way."

That made him laugh. "Death grip?"

She nodded and laughed too. "That's a fitting description." She stretched again. "Do you want to shower first? Or can I?"

He shrugged. "Go ahead."

She smiled and bounced out of the bed, bringing an amused smile to Mark's face. "I'll try not to take forever," she said grabbing some clothes. She disappeared into the bathroom and a few seconds later, the sound of water running could be heard.

Taker in the meantime had gotten out of bed and was carefully stretching out his back. It felt fine. He didn't feel any kinks or tension. That was good. The last thing he wanted was a pulled muscle.

He went over to the dresser and pulled out his phone. There was only one message. It was from management saying that they still hadn't worked out the scheduling problem. Big shocker, he thought to himself. He deleted the message and plugged the phone in. Just then there was a knock at the door. It was the desk clerk.

"Yea?" Taker asked.

"I have a message for you Mr. Callaway. I hope I didn't wake you?"

Taker shook his head. "You didn't. What's the message?"

"Well, the janitor down at the school asked me to tell you that if you and your guys want to use the gymnasium there you can. The school's closed out for the summer. They have a wrestling ring in the gym. He asked me to relay the message to you."

"Well, that's very helpful of him. Tell him we'll be there later."

The clerk nodded and walked off. Taker was a little surprised, but glad all the same. The guys could use a round of practice. Who knew how long it would take management to work out the problem.

Kat came out of the bathroom and tapped him on the shoulder. "Your turn," she said. He jumped a little. "Oops. I guess I snuck up on you again," she said with a mischievous smile.

"Little ghost," he said shaking his head.

She smiled again and sat on the edge of the bed. She began pulling on her sneakers. It was then Mark noticed she was wearing jogging shorts and a tank top.

"I'm gonna go for a walk," she said, tying her laces. "I'll be back."

Mark nodded. "Don't get lost in the woods," he said with amusement.

"I won't."

She left the room and started walking toward the path they had been on yesterday. She wanted to go back to that field. She came around a corner when she walked into Edge.

She looked up. "Oops, sorry. I guess I wasn't paying attention."

He smiled. "Apparently not." He looked at her. "Going running?"

"Just walking."

"Mind if I come?" he asked. He was wearing running clothes too.

She shrugged. "If you want."

"So which way are we going?" he asked.

"This way," she said leading him through the trees.

"I'm guessing you got to your room ok last night."

"Yea, I ran into Randy when I was going. He walked me to the room."

"How was he?"

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean was he ticked off or anything? Usually Janice gets him really riled up."

"He was okay. He wasn't mad or anything."

"That's good," Edge said.

"He was asking about the card game," she said, her voice mischievous.

Edge groaned. "Wait until he sees that picture. I'll never hear the end of it."

Kat laughed. "That's gonna be pretty funny."

"Laugh it up," he said. "Just remember that you lost to me last night, so you still owe me one."

She bit her lip. "I was hoping you'd forgotten about that."

He smirked. "Not a chance."

"So have you decided yet?"

"I've got a couple of ideas," he said wickedly.

"Such as?"

"How do you feel about nude modeling?" he asked with a grin.

She smacked his shoulder. "Put it out of your head."

He laughed. "I'm just teasing you. I wouldn't do that." Kat relaxed slightly. "That would be too easy," he added with a smirk.

She turned and looked at him. "I've got a bad feeling…"

He grinned. "It's like I told you last night. You might like it more than you think." He stepped closer to her and put his arm around her shoulder as they walked.

She looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "You think so?"

He grinned in response.

"If you say so Goldilocks."

She shrugged his hand off her shoulder and kept walking. Edge decided he felt like bothering her, so he put it back.

"Can't keep your hands to yourself?" she asked, looking sideways at him.

"They can't help it. They attach themselves to whatever they're attracted to," he said mischievously, moving his hand from her shoulder to around her waist.

"So that means that my hands can go wherever they're attracted to too?" she asked.

He grinned and shrugged.

"So if my fist is attracted to your pretty face, that's fine?" she asked innocently.

His eyes widened, and he laughed, pulling his hand away. "You're a tough little cookie aren't you?"

She smiled. "I try."

"If I hadn't let go, would you have hit me?" he asked.

She shrugged. "I don't know. Probably not."

A smirk began tugging at his lips. "So you didn't mind?"

"I honestly don't think you're the type to try something really stupid. Besides, where I live, you get felt up on the subway much worse than that."

"Point taken. But you kind of dodged my question there."

"What question?" she asked innocently, before turning suddenly and going off through the trees. Edge shook his head and chased after her. She had turned and gone toward the field, just like she had done the day before. When he caught up to her, she ran and dropped herself right by the flowers. He sat down next to her on the ground shaking his head.

"Is this where you ran off to yesterday?" he asked looking around.

She nodded. "Uh huh." She laid back in the grass looking up at the clear blue sky.

"So are you going to answer me now?" he asked, mischief creeping back into his voice.

She rolled over onto her stomach, and began playing with the petals of one of the flowers in front of her. "Answer what?"

"Did you mind?" he asked, the smirk back on his face.

"Why would I?" she asked in return.

"I dunno," he said still smirking. "You get tense whenever I get close; I figured it must bother you."

He laid down beside her, and she moved over slightly.

"So it does bother you," he said seeing her movement.

"And if it does?"

"Then that's gonna make things a lot more interesting."

"Is it?" she asked, turning onto her side to face him. "Don't flatter yourself Goldilocks," she said, her voice teasing.

He raised an eyebrow. "I think it was you that called me hot last night. Or is my mind playing tricks on me?"

"Maybe I was being nice."

"Or maybe you think I'm just irresistible," he said mischievously.

"Oh brother." She rolled her eyes. "I think you're just delusional."

"Delusional? Really? We'll see about that." He sat up looking down at her.

She sat up. "You're just a delusional little cross dresser," she said with a wicked smile.

"What did you just call me?"

"What're you gonna do tough guy?" she asked shoving his shoulder playfully.

He smirked and grabbed her hands. "You shouldn't taunt people bigger than you."

She smirked back. "And you shouldn't underestimate people." With that, she threw all of her weight forward and knocked him backwards, pinning him to the ground.

Surprise crossed his face and then he laughed. "Not bad," he said with a grin.

"Thanks," she said grinning in return, still not letting him up.

"I wasn't talking about the move. I was talking about the view," he said smirking.

Kat looked confused, but then realized that from the angle he was at, he had a pretty clear view down her shirt. Her face colored.

"Now, as nice as it is, I think I'd rather be on top," he said grabbing her wrists. He quickly flipped her over and pinned her instead. "Now what were you saying before?" he asked, still smirking.

Kat tried and failed to get her hands free. "No fair," she said. "You've got height and weight on me. I can't get loose."

He leaned close to her. "That's the point," he said wickedly. "Now where were we? Oh yea, I think you were calling me a cross dresser?"

"Okay, I take it back! Now will you let me up?"

"Hmmm, this is gonna cost you," he said, his expression playful.

She groaned. "What do you want?"

"Instead of you owing me one, now you owe me two. Deal?"

She groaned again. "Alright, just let me up."

He grinned and let go of her hands. She sat up and gave him an evil look. "That wasn't fair you know."

"I know. But I'm not the Ultimate Opportunist for nothing," he said shrugging. "I'll give it to you though, you caught me by surprise. You really knocked me over."

She gave him a half smile.

"It's okay though. I really didn't mind." He smirked again. "I'd rather get pinned by you than by any of the guys."

Kat blushed again. "Thank you?"

He grinned. "The view was very nice."

She bit her lip and involuntarily crossed her arms. He laughed. "Now why would you do that?" he asked.

"You're really too much," Kat said. "Somebody needs to teach you a lesson."

He grinned. "Do I need to pin you again?"

"Oh shut up," she mumbled. "It's bad enough you got a free show, but now I owe you double. Me and my big mouth," she said running a hand over her face.

"I'm really going to enjoy coming up with something for you." She stuck her tongue out at him and he laughed again. "I think we should head back though. The other guys are probably looking for me."

They got up and started walking back. Kat was mentally cursing herself; now she owed him twice over. Edge, on the other hand, was mentally smirking. He was really getting to her, and he was enjoying every minute of it.

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Author's Note: Thanks to all my reviewers. I hope you guys like this chapter! Please review and let me know what you think! I'll have more up soon. =)