A/N: Thanks everyone for the reviews, as promised I am writing away and working on posting chapters to both my active stories! Keep reading and Enjoy
8:00 a.m. came quickly, Kat thought as she rushed around trying to dry her hair and get clothes on. Mark would be there any second and it looked like she'd be going out without any make-up on. Oh well Kat thought to herself as she put the T-shirt on and pulled her jeans up over her hips. Seconds later her doorbell rang, she looked out the peephole in the door, even though she was certain who it was. Mark looked good in his jeans and T-shirt, she couldn't help but notice that they made quite a pair thanks to their outfits. She unlocked the door and smiled at him as she opened it. "Good morning Looks like you got the memo about what to wear." Kat shot him a glance over her shoulder as she reached for her purse, "So . . . where are we going for breakfast?"
Mark was immediately struck with the smile that greeted him when the door opened. He was also struck by the amazing view of her tight ass swaying as she went to grab the purse off the table. He was only slightly embarrassed when she looked over her shoulder and caught him watching. Jesus Stop acting like a damn schoolboy Lucky for you she didn't call you on it Mark was busy scolding himself when she asked about breakfast, honestly, he hadn't given it much thought. "Not quite sure, was hoping you'd know a place," He replied. Mark liked the way she looked this morning, naturally beautiful, not all made up. Her blond hair was just blown dry and she wasn't wearing any make-up. Her T-shirt and jeans made her look like a woman whom he might have met in any of his favorite bars back home. He couldn't help but smile at her.
Kat laughed, "Your guess is as good as mine on the breakfast front, don't generally eat it. I work until early morning in the club and then come home to crash. Sleeping when breakfast time rolls around, sometimes catch lunch. There's a little coffee shop around the corner, don't know if it's any good, but I'm up to it if you are." When she turned back around, Mark was smiling at her. It unnerved her. "You okay? Can I get you a napkin for the drool?" Kat walked over to him with a grin, passing him a tissue from the purse as she walked past, "You coming?" She chuckled.
Normally, Mark didn't enjoy being laughed at, but there was something about the way Kat teased. It was enjoyable. He couldn't even help but laugh. "You can take this tissue back darlin', and yeah, I'm coming." He followed her down the stairs and onto the street. "What's the hurry? Thought maybe you'd like to walk there with me, not in front of me," Mark was working very hard not to stare as he teased back.
"Thought you enjoyed the view from behind?" Kat was grinning as she turned and walked backwards so she could enjoy watching his response.
"No doubt about that Front-side is quite good to. Don't you think that you should watch where you're walking?" He grinned. Mark took a few long strides and caught up to her. Moving to walk along side her. They walked into the coffee shop and found a table. Mark reached and pulled out a chair for her, except Kat was already settling in the one across the table. "I was attempting to be a gentleman here," He motioned to the chair he was holding. It never occurred to him that it wasn't likely that Kat was used to being treated like that, until he noticed the frown on her face. "Kat, I'm a good guy. I hold doors open, pull out chairs and I treat women with respect. I don't know what else to say to you." Mark sat down in the chair and just looked at her.
Kat sighed and locked eyes with him, "Mark, I'm not trying to give you a hard time and I'm sure you're a good guy. I told you last night. I don't date. One night stands usually don't bother pulling out chairs for me. I guess if we're going to give each other a shot, we're both going to have to get use to each others habits. So I'm sorry, next time I'll keep in mind that you like to do that type of thing." She pushed some stray hairs out of face while looking at the menu. She could feel Mark's eyes still on her and tried her best to ignore it, but after a few minutes she had to look up. Kat didn't feel like talking about that anymore, so she decided to change the subject. "So, do you enjoy wrestling Mark?" She watched as his expression changed, he obviously had accepted that the previous discussion was over.
"It's a tough life, but one that I enjoy. We spend a lot of time out on the road, which has its benefits and its downside. I'm at a point in my career now where I choose to take long periods of time off, mostly so I can recuperate. I don't bounce back from injuries like the younger guys do, so I've slowed down a bit. It's good for me, and the company gets to promote my returns to the ring; earning them big bucks. It helps with my persona also; one of the other guys 'kills me' and I come back from the dead to get my revenge." Mark chuckled.
"Come back from the dead? That's a little soap opera-ish don't you think? Do you have an evil twin to?" She laughed.
"Actually, I did have a twin for a little while; right now I just have a younger brother, who I tried to burn to death in the fire that killed our parents. Did I mention we grew up in a funeral home?" Mark laughed. "I know, it is a bit like a soap opera, but on the upside, I get to kick ass every night. Coming back from the dead and the whole funeral home thing is part of my storyline. My character's name is The Undertaker." He wiggled his eyebrows at her and grinned, "Get it?"
Kat couldn't help but laugh at him. "The Undertaker huh? Well, I suppose I should just be happy you have a job!" They spent the rest of the morning enjoying the food and the conversation. It had been a long time since Kat had such a good time.