CHAPTER ELEVEN

The night couldn't go fast enough. Raine spent the majority of it with Stephanie, trying to work out a new idea that didn't send her packing to the Divas. When she was finally cleared to go, she immediately got to hear Jeff's voice praising Mark's new friend in very descriptive words. She almost cococked him but instead opted to retreat. Bed and a night cap were calling her name and she was ready to answer.

She had no sooner turned the corner when she bumped into the woman on everyone's mind.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry bout that darlin'." The woman said, stumbling back with a laugh. "I don't believe we've met, I'm Kaleigh."

"Hi." Raine said flatly, managing to smile and could only hope it didn't look stiff. "I'm Raine." Her own accent was much more softer and subtle. Then again, hers only really took over when she was pissed or drunk. "Nice to meet ya. Oh, Shane, hold up!" She called out, seeing him walking down the hallway. "Excuse me, Kaleigh." She jogged down the hall, falling into step besides the very surprised Shane.

Blinking, Kaleigh shrugged and went on her way.

***

"Now that is something I haven't seen since… Raine's sweet sixteen." Paul commented in surprise, watching with Shawn as Shane and Raine walked by. "They're really holding a civil conversation?"

"Looks that way." Shawn rubbed his chin, arching an eyebrow. He never knew why but Raine had hated Shane for years. He shrugged. "Maybe she's growin' up and getting over her kiddies issues after all." Then the father instincts took over. "He does remember he's married, right?"

"Shawn, Shane ain't like that. He's known Raine since she was fourteen for chrissakes." Paul snorted, slapping his friend on the back. "You worry too much."

***

Raine sat in the front seat of Shane's way to expensive sports car, having accepted his offer for a ride. She had needed to get away from Kaleigh and he'd been the perfect excuse. It had been a bit awkward at first, so many memories had come rushing back. Her birthday party, dancing with him while he flirted shamelessly with her. By the end of the night she had been totally in love with him, as much as a sixteen year old girl could be anyway.

They had snuck away from the party and she'd lost her virginity. Afterwards he had called it a mistake, saying she was just a kid and he had a wife. She'd despised him ever since and he had abhorred the sight of her. Funny how things worked out.

"So Raine, what's up?" Shane asked softly, a bemused smile on his lips. "Obviously you must have something on your mind to take a ride from me, the asshole."

She knew better than to actually confide in him, their history was the exact reason why. She also knew Shane was a selfish, greedy bastard who liked to use things to further his own agenda. He was identical to Vince, only Vince had Linda to reign in that ruthlessness. "I just needed to get out of there and didn't want to deal with the hassle of callin' a cab." She lied, glancing at him. "I'm just tired, Shane."

"Right." He wasn't buying that and waited for the light to turn green before speeding towards the hotel. He had always wondered if they'd ever talk again and lo and behold, hell had officially frozen over. "How bout we stop for a drink?" He suggested. "You look like you could use a few."

"Yeah, that'd be fine." Raine nodded, getting out of the car after he had parked. She glanced at him, smirking when she realized he was only two inches taller than her. She tightened the belt on her baggy pants, looking into the bar then at him. He looked… expensive to be honest while she looked like someone he had picked up off the street. "How bout we have that drink in a place where pictures can't be taken?" She suggested, not in the mood for another scandal. All someone had to do was take a picture of them together and she could imagine the headlines for that one.

Chuckling, Shane nodded, leading the way to the elevator. "You can come to my suite." He offered.

"Sure." She almost made it into a question, leaning back against the paneled wall. Once they were actually in his room, suite was an understatement. It reminded her of an apartment, outfitted with all the necessities that made life so very comfortable.

"Make yourself at home." Shane said, closing the door behind them, undoing the top three buttons on his shirt as he crossed over to the mini bar.

She could only blink, shaking her head. "Expensive taste you have, Shane." She whistled, pulling her tee shirt off, wearing a tank top underneath. Following him across the room, Raine accepted the tumbler of scotch he held out and tentatively sipped it, making a face. "Christ almighty…"

Shane softly laughed at the expression on her face, drinking his own without a second thought. "How've you been Raine?" He asked, dropping down onto the edge of his bed, staring at her intently. "Do you like working for the WWE?"

Settling herself on a bar stool, she watched him. Her eyes took in his black dress slacks and grey shirt, knowing he cared greatly for his appearance and began to feel like a slob. Fortifying herself, she downed the scotch, wincing as it burned a trail through her esophagus though it had left her with a warm and fuzzy feeling. "I've been great, Shane. You know… making porn movies I didn't even know I was starrin' in. bein' fined left and right." She had to smirk when he winced.

"Yeah, sorry bout that." He cleared his throat, awkwardly shrugging away his shirt. "I didn't realize what was going on Raine." Shane said softly, staring at her intently. "Forgive me?"

"I'll consider it." She murmured. Raine shifted on the bar stool, standing up and walked over to stare out the window. She had to admit the view was beautiful, reflecting on it as she sipped her drink. Behind her she could hear Shane moving.

"You're more beautiful than the day we met." He whispered, skimming his hands up and down her arms. "Raine, what's on your mind?" He asked, his mouth right next to her ear. He wanted her, he always had even while he was hating her. "Talk to me, sweetheart."

Leaning back into him, Raine sipped her drink, her eyes closing. It was hard not to relax under his soothing touch, his voice velvet in her ear. "I'm just… gettin' burnt out." She whispered. "With everythin' that's been happening lately…" It wasn't exactly normal stuff for a rookie wrestler and she knew it. "I think I need a break." Raine murmured, turning to look up at him. Which was a mistake because Shane had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

"A break…" Shane echoed softly, his voice husky. His fingers burned a trail up the side of her throat, lingering at the pulse point before moving to entwine in her short hair. "God don't kill me…" He whispered, suddenly cupping her face in his hands before capturing her lips with his.

She set the tumbler down on the windowsill behind her, arms going around him, curving her hands behind his back and onto his shoulders. Raine felt him move one palm to the back of her neck, controlling the kiss and let him, returning the kiss hesitantly at first though quickly becoming more and more passionate as something inside her erupted.

Shane couldn't help but groan against her lips, pulling her tightly against him, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Wrapping her in his arms, he deepened the kiss when her lips parted, tasting her for the first time in years. It was intoxicating, scotch with a hint of cinnamon. "These must be uncomfortable." He murmured when they parted for air, tugging on the waistband of her jeans.

"Mmm, they are." Raine moaned before he kissed her again, kneading his back with her hands. She almost giggled when he lifted her onto the windowsill, watching with darkened eyes as he removed her jeans. When he straightened, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him into her, meeting him for another breath taking kiss. Her hands roamed his chest, feeling his body, unable to stop herself from wanting to touch him everywhere she possibly could.

Feeling her exploring his body set him burning even more if it were possible. Shane tugged her tank top over her head, letting it join her jeans on the floor. "God, Raine…" He murmured against her neck, breathing in deeply before pulling away to stare into her eyes. "I want you." He said bluntly. "Tell me you want me."

She actually blushed. Three people she'd slept with, two of them had been the results of drinking too much. Not the best of sexual histories. Raine pressed her lips to his once more, starting the kiss off slowly. Guiding his hand to her bare shoulder, she let it rest there for a moment, then trailed it down to her chest. "I want you." She whispered huskily, smiling when he let out a soft moan, arching into his palm. "Please, Shane."

Nodding, he lifted her back into his arms, her legs never leaving his waist as he carried her to his bed. Together they tumbled to the mattress, their kiss never breaking. Air wasn't important, all that mattered as the sensations coursing between their bodies, all stemming from a kiss.

Shane reached underneath his, fingertips grazing skin until meeting cloth, deftly unfastening her bra. He leaned back, slowly pulling it off, smiling when her arms raised to help. "Beautiful…" He purred, eyes feasting on her creamy flesh. True, she still sported the bruises from her grueling return match with David but that only added to her appeal. She was brave and strong as well as beautiful. Smiling, he bent down to nuzzle her throat, his hand lighting a trail down her body to her breasts, molding them in his palms, electricity jolting through him.

"Mmm…" She moaned softly, lightly running her fingernails across his back, her hands finally snaking down to his sides to the waistband of his pants. One hand slipped through the gap between flesh and material, feeling him raising his body off of her, allowing her easier access. Smiling, Raine slid her hand to his front, trailing a fingertip across the head of his erection. "Take off your pants." She whispered in his ear.

Shuddering against her, he did, not looking away from her eyes as he slid the dress pants down his legs, boxers joining them. When he was completely nude, he crawled over her, reaching down to run a finger up her panty covered slit, groaning when he found her to be soaked through. "So ready for me…" He growled softly, sliding his hand under the waistband, cupping her sex in his palm, hissing when she arched against him.

Raine had to bite her lower lip to keep from begging him to take her then and there, especially when he slid a finger between her folds, gripping the bed sheets in her fists. She wanted to prolong this as much as possible because for all she knew, tomorrow they could be back to hating each other.

Shane was her first love. Granted, he had also been the first man she'd recognized as an asshole too, but still, first love and all. She reveled in touching him, gently moving out from under him to lay on her side. They were both now laying on their sides, facing each other.

With one hand, Raine was now playing with his hair and massaging his scalp, the other returning to exploring his body, lower and lower. She wrapped her hand around him, slowly beginning to stroke him, watching his eyes momentarily close.

"Tease." He murmured, tugging at her panties, watching as she brought her legs up and slid them off. If she wanted to play, so could he. "Let's see how long you can last." He growled, slipping a hand between her legs, working a finger in and out of her, beginning to match her own strokes.

Leaning forward, Raine slipped her tongue through his parted lips, smirking when he growled, each of them dueling for control. Beginning to stroke him faster when he added another finger, coaxing her body to give in to his ministrations, her fingers curving over the head of his cock on each upward stroke, feeling him twitch. Her own breathing was becoming labored, trying hard not to writhe against him, he was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. "Shane!" She gasped, wrenching her mouth from his.

"Raine…, fuck!" Shane cursed, bucking in her hand, knowing he was about to cum any second now. "Fuck… yes…" He hissed through gritted teeth, her walls clamping around his fingers. They both came then, releasing together, their lips somehow finding each other's in their passion.

When the last of the pleasure had faded, Raine could only stare at him through hazy eyes, her hands on his chest, breathing still a bit on the heavy side. She sucked in her swollen lower lip, wondering what happened now.

He didn't say a word either, just held her close to him, running his fingers gently through her hair. Nobody could find out about this. It would only be used against him, or maybe even her. It wasn't like he went out and fucked around on his wife. So far he had only made two transgressions and both with this woman lying beside him.

Of course it had crossed Raine's mind that he could use this against her, and given what David had done to her, she couldn't blame herself for thinking that. But then again, she had more on Shane so it balanced out. She'd get reprimanded, he'd get an ugly divorce and possibly charges for statutory rape. Relaxing completely against him, she smiled, finding it soothing that he was running his fingers through her hair. "I should probably go." She whispered, reluctantly pulling away from him, looking up into his eyes.

"No, stay." Shane said softly, grabbing her wrist as she sat up, sitting up with her. "Stay with me, Rai." His voice was still husky, gently pulling her back down onto the bed with him, kissing her again. "Stay with me, Raine." He whispered in her ear, chuckling when she shivered against him.

"Only because you asked so nicely." She managed to tease, tilting her head back as he trailed his kisses down her neck to her collarbone.

"Sweetheart, what we just did was the warm-up, we have all night still…"

***

Paul had to swallow the words he had said to Shawn the previous night when he seen Shane and Raine walk into the hotel restaurant the next morning at breakfast. Even though they kept an appropriate distance between themselves, he couldn't miss the way Shane gently guided her to a table with his hand on the small of her back. Or Raine's subtle caress on his hand as they sat down.

He glanced at his wife, praying she didn't notice.

"Paul, what do you think sounds good?" Stephanie asked, frowning when he didn't answer and looked up, following his gaze. "Well, what do you know, they worked everything out." She smiled, returning to the menu. "I think French toast sounds good." She said finally, smiling at the waiter. "Paul? PAUL!"

"Uh, I'll just have what she's having." Paul said finally, smiling apologetically.

***

Raine hardly spared a second glance when Mark and Kaleigh walked by, too busy trying not to yelp when Shane rubbed her leg under the table. She shot him a look, a smile playing on her face. She wasn't sure what was going on between them but she was to happy to give it much thought. The idea of Shane and happy somehow didn't mix but it was happening nonetheless. She was just rolling with it.

Smirking, Shane ran his hand up until he ran out of thigh, moving to her jean covered crotch, chuckling when she began throwing butter packets at him. "Now is THAT any way to behave?" He laughed, tossing a few at her.

"I admit, it's not very professional of me." She said huskily, reaching under the table to take his hand, squeezing gently. "Behave or we're going right back upstairs." She whispered, leaning towards him, blinking when he leaned in as well. Chuckling when they both leaned back, realizing they had almost committed a public misdemeanor.

"You are evil." Shane said, raising his hands when more butter came his way, loving the sound of her giggling. "I wouldn't mind eating breakfast in bed." He whispered, not releasing her hand from beneath the table, his eyes boring into hers.

***

Paul was still having a hard time concentrating, watching Raine pelt Shane with butter and Shane hadn't blown up! The world must be ending or something, this could not be real.

***

Mark raised a slow eyebrow from where he was sitting with his sister, watching as Raine flirted with, of all people, Shane McMahon. "Get whatever ya want." He said to Kaleigh, not paying her any attention.

"Okay, then ya can tell me what's got your attention." She teased gently.

What the hell was Raine doing with a married man? FLIRTING? Holding his hand under the table like they couldn't be seen? Sighing heavily, he mutilated his omelet.

Kaliegh wasn't blind and followed her brother's stare, eyes narrowing.

***

"Hey Paul…" Shawn trailed off, looking across the room at his daughter, arching an eyebrow and folding his arms over his chest. "Am I seein' what I think I'm seein'?"

"I still haven't decided that yet." Paul admitted with a sigh. "Since when or they friendly let alone…"

"Fucking each other with their eyes?"

"Yeah that."

***

"Or maybe breakfast off of you." Raine murmured, blushing as Shane licked his lips. "Oh… hi, pops." She set back in her chair, feeling a bit like a kid who'd been busted with her hand in the cookie jar.

"Mornin'." Shawn drew up a chair. "Mind if I join ya?"