CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Raine didn't get far because she was shortly pulled into a dark dressing room, the door closing behind her, a pair of lips pressing against hers. Just by the scent of the cologne she knew who it was, her arms wrapping around Shane's neck, feeling his bare chest against her. "I need you." He whispered gruffly in her ear, lifting her up and sitting her on a table, quickly ridding her of her capris and panties. Shane pulled her legs around his waist, freeing his erection, kissing her breathless again.
"Shane." She whispered, scooting forward on the table, heels locking together as he slid inside of her. Leaning her arms back to grip the edge of the table, Raine began moving with them, their bodies in perfect harmony together, knowing this had to be quick. "Fuck!" She hissed, sitting upright to kiss him passionately.
"Fuck yes…" He groaned, mixing with her moans as he drove harder and faster inside of her, the table lighting hitting the wall but he didn't care. He needed her, he always had but he would never had admitted it before last night. Kissing her roughly, his hands gripped her hips, pulling her back and forth to meet his thrusts.
All she could do was hold onto him, murmuring harsh pleas for him to fuck her harder, burying her face in his shoulder when he did, biting her lips to keep from screaming his name. "God, yes!"
"That's it Rai, that's it, baby, come on…" He urged, feeling her muscles clenching down on him, her juices drenching his cock. Hearing her beginning to pant his name over and over again sent him over the edge as well, exploding inside of her. He gave several short, rapid thrusts, finally just collapsing against her, holding her tightly pressed to him.
Intense and fast, he'd have to catch her in the hallways more often.
"Thank you." He whispered, kissing her lips when he was finally able to speak without panting. Shane fixed his pants and scooped up his long discarded shirt, pressing his room key in her hands.
After Shane was out of the room, Raine quickly pulled her own capris back on, stuffing the key into her pocket. Waiting a few minutes, she poked her head out the door, glancing down both ends of the hallway before hurrying from the room. She licked her swollen lips, smoothing down her spiked hair. Closing her eyes for a second, she tried not to smile before stepping into the cafeteria, nodding at Michelle when the woman waved, seriously needing a water.
***
"Hey darlin', how ya doing?" Kaleigh asked softly, staring down at her brother.
Mark was laying on a couch, his arm over his eyes. "Not now, Kaleigh, okay?" He whispered, shaking his head. All he wanted was to be left alone. "Please."
"You come get me when yer ready to take off then." She murmured, walking back out, eyes narrowing when she seen Shane McMahon running down the hallway and trying to button up his shirt at the same time, looking completely disheveled. Snorting, she walked into the cafeteria, freezing for a moment when she spotted Raine downing a bottle of water, her skin looking flushed and clammy. What a slut…
***
Kaleigh hadn't been the only one to notice Shane wasn't his usual calm, cool self. Paul caught his brother-in-law's arm as Shane was passing and dragged him inside his dressing room, slamming the door shut behind them. "You fucking her?"
Shane raised an eyebrow. "I don't know what you're-"
"Don't fucking play that shit with me, Shane!"
"If you raise your voice one more time-"
"What're you gonna do? Call daddy and mommy to have them bail you out of your fucked up life? You have NO right putting her through this Shane, no right!"
"Why don't you mind your own damn business?" Shane shot back defensively only to wind up groaning when he got a fist in the nose.
"That's your only warning, stay away from Raine."
***
The minute Raine had left the cafeteria, she had been nabbed by Shawn.
"He's MARRIED, Rai. What the hell are you thinkin'?" He demanded angrily, guiding her to his locker room. "He has a wife and kids!
"Shawn-"
"People are going to think yer a slut! First Mark, then David and now Shane? Can't you keep your goddamn pants up?" He stopped when he seen the shocked expression on her face. "Darlin', that-"
"Was totally out of fuckin' line, yeah I know." She pushed him out of her way as she stormed from the room. Mark was the one who came to her, David took advantage of her being drunk and those things were apparently okay but her fucking Shane turned her into a whore.
She slammed her fist into a partition, leaving a hole and ignored the shocked looks she received as she headed out of the building.
***
Shane was nursing both a glass of scotch and his swollen nose when the hotel room door opened. He didn't even move from the bed, already knowing who it was. "Paul." He said when Raine's green eyes met his, wincing as she pulled away the ice pack.
"Kaleigh has a lot of balls runnin' her mouth like she did." Raine murmured, sinking onto the edge of the bed, studying his nose for a moment before handing him back his ice. Taking his empty tumbler from him, she went to refill it. "If this is what's going to happen to you, then I reckon the best thing would be is to just stop seein' each other." She said finally, passing him his scotch.
"Nah, don't worry about it. They'll eventually get over it." He assured her, waving it off dismissively, not wanting to stop whatever it was they were exploring. "Come here, Raine." Gently, Shane tugged her down onto the bed with him, onto his outstretched legs. "This is between us, not them. And you're right, Mark's sister needs to mind her own business before she finds her ass fired."
Smiling at him, she rested her head on his shoulder. Raine didn't know what could come of this besides heartbreak but she wasn't willing to let it go if he wasn't. "I'm going to go get my bag." She whispered, hesitantly getting back on her feet. "A'fore Shawn gets back." He had booked them a joint suite during his questioning mode. "I just can't deal with him tonight, I'll be back in a few."
"Be quick about it." Shane whispered, catching her hand and pressing a kiss to the back of it.
***
Mark was walking down the hallway when he spotted Raine disappearing into her hotel room. He'd called it a night after cutting a promo, not in the mood to stick around and pretend he wasn't in a piss poor mood. Snorting, he caught the door before it could close, slipping into the room behind her.
Raine jumped when the door slammed shut, spinning around.
"I never thought in a million years you'd actually throw everythin' away like this." He said by way of greeting, shaking his head. "You're better then this or at least I thought ya were. You have me, a SINGLE man, who loves you and you don't even care! What's it going to take, Raine? What do I have to do to prove to ya that I love you?"
Raine stared at him like he had lost his fucking mind. "You don't know jack shit about this, Mark. Nothing but what your fucking loud mouthed sister told ya!" She threw at him, clenching her fists angrily. "You love me? You barely fucken know me. All you've down since I got in the WWE is either pursue me or cut me down, neither are workin' in yer favor!" She was in his face now, pushing him back towards the door. "I've told you before and this is the last damn time I'm telling' ya: MIND YOUR OWN FUCKING BUSINESS!"
"FINE!" Mark roared back at her and a second later the door was slamming shut again. He was going home, he needed space away from that damn woman before she drove him to murder.
***
"Shane McMahon, I know you're in there!" Stephanie shouted the next morning, pounding on his hotel door as hard as she could. "We have a situation! Mark is taking time off and has completely screwed-" She froze when the door whipped open.
Shane was wrapped in a sheet, looking more than slightly annoyed at being woken up. "It can wait until I'm actually AWAKE for the day." He snapped, slamming the door in her face.
Stephanie blinked, having seen Raine curled up in the bed behind him.
***
"So he just shut the door in your face…" Paul said, listening to Stephanie rant and rave, trying to enjoy his breakfast which wasn't happenin. "He had Rai in there, you think he wants you to see that?"
Shawn sighed from his place at the table. "Just forget it Paul, it's their lives."
"Shane and Raine hated each other, then overnight they're fucking? That don't equal two and two in my book. Then Mark leaves and we all know it's not because he's physically hurting."
"That's none of our business, Paul." Stephanie said curtly. "What Raine and my brother do is their problem, but…"
"Can someone PLEASE tell me where my husband is?"
They all looked up into the angry eyes of Marissa.
Stephanie just pointed up.
"Shit."
"Sucks to be them." Shawn yawned.
"Shawn, please tell me you didn't-"
Paul groaned when Shawn simply shrugged his shoulders, knowing damn well his friend had probably called Marissa. "Raine is going to flip when she finds out."
"Shawn, that wasn't your call to make." Stephanie sighed, raking a hand through her hair.
"I did anyway." He grunted.
"God, poor Marissa…"
"My brother is a moron!"
***
"Give me back my panties, Shane!" Raine shrieked, lunging at him, laughing when he caught her by the waist. Snuggling into him, she wrapped her arms around his neck, the sheet falling off of her. "Mmm…" She murmured, smiling against his lips when he kissed her.
They both froze when they heard someone clearing their throat.
"Well isn't this just lovely, mind if I join in?" Marissa asked sarcastically, her arms crossed in front of her chest. When they looked round at her, her eyes narrowed. "Shane, kindly ask your jailbait whore to leave. We need to talk."
Shane swallowed hard, looking like a deer caught in the headlights while Raine was already pulling on her clothes and bolting. "Marissa… what-what are you doing here?" He demanded, licking his dry lips. He somehow managed to get out of the bed, keeping the blanket firmly around himself, this wasn't good.
"To serve you with divorce papers." She said coolly, tossing an envelope at him. "Congratulations, you and your whore can be happy together."
His jaw dropped, staring at her back as she walked out.
***
When Raine made it to RAW, she was very unpleasantly surprised by a furious Vince McMahon ushering into a room.
"You have some nerve, some nerve." He huffed, glaring at her angrily. "I was expecting your resignation, miss Evans. Do you know what you've done? My son, being divorced! Because you couldn't keep your hands off of him!" He slapped the table when she opened her mouth. "I don't need your excuses, I've heard enough about you. You've caused nothing but scandal since joining my company and it ends tonight. Get the hell out of my building!"
Numbly, she vacated the office.
***
When Shane heard about what his father had did, he immediately went to confront him. "You don't know anything!" He shoved, shoving Vince back in his chair, brown eyes lit on fire. "This was NONE of Raine's fault! I came onto her, I'm the one who seduced her! David practically raped her and you didn't even bat an eye!"
All Vince could do was stare up at his livid son.
"What's going on between me and Raine is NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! Now you either hire her back or I swear to God you have no son!"
Vince's jaw dropped, watching as Shane stormed from the room.
***
"Raine, where are you going?" Michelle demanded, seeing a crying Raine heading for the exit. "Don't, you're not fired!" She caught the younger woman by the arms. "Everyone's already talking about it… Shane went to Vince and set him straight, he threatened him if he didn't keep you on the roster."
"He did?" Raine whispered, her voice hoarse from crying.
"Yes, he did. And he's coming this way so dry it up and smile!"
"Raine, thank God, I caught you!" Shane pulled her into his arms, running his fingers through her hair, not giving a damn who saw them. The cat was officially out of the bag anyway. "It's alright, sweetheart." He whispered in her ear, hearing her crying against his shoulder. "Come on, it's alright. My dad is just furious over the divorce. This has nothing to do with you." He lifted her chin with a finger, staring down at her. "I wouldn't let him fire you, you should know better. Come on, let's go to my office and calm down."
Raine allowed him to lead her down the hallway, hearing someone shout out 'home wrecker' and blushed, glad when the door shut behind them. "Bad news travels fast."
Shane just kissed her.
***
"He did what?" Shawn demanded when he heard what had happened. "You mean to tell me that cheatin' slime stood up for her?" He raked a hand down his face, trying to figure this entire situation out. "I'm confused."
"I couldn't believe it either but Vince was freaking out, man." Paul said with a nod. "Stephanie said she's never seen her father that shook up before and this is Vince McMahon we're talking about!"
"I even heard." Glenn said gravely, walking in and interrupting them. "So is Raine still my valet?"
"That would be a yes. You two are going to be the new man/woman tag team. Congratulations." Stephanie was going to see this damn angle get off the ground if she had to drag Raine's carcass down to the ring herself.
Shawn studied Glenn thoughtfully, taking note of the unusually grave expression on the normally happy go lucky go. "Is there a problem with that?" He asked softly, knowing full well Mark and Glenn were best friends.
"No, no problem. Sorry. I'm having a personal moment." Glenn explained, smiling to let them know everything was alright. This had nothing to do with being upset with Raine, he wasn't, even though his buddy was currently trying to drown himself in Jack Daniels, which they didn't need to know.
Paul put a hand on Stephanie's shoulder to stop her from bouncing around. "You better go find Raine and let her know everything is still on."
Stephanie nodded, hurrying out of the office. She had a feeling she already knew where Raine was and it wasn't in her dressing room or the divas locker room. She walked right into Shane's office, somehow not surprised to find Raine on his lap, tears streaking her face. "You and Glenn are going on with my line, so be ready and chin up."