Chapter 7 She sat and watched him eat. Amazed by the amount of food he had in front of him. “You aren’t eating much,” he said. “Compared to you, the U.S. Army doesn’t eat much,” she joked. “I have to keep my strength up,” he said with a laugh. “My brother is going down tonight.” They talked all the way to the arena. It was amazing how comfortable with each other they had suddenly become. She had always thought of him as a very sweet and quiet man. But she was seeing sides to him that she never knew existed. He loved to read, especially, Stephen King, one of her all time favorites. He had a very good sense of humor. “It’s all that time I spent with Al,” he joked. And he was a very good listener. Whenever he asked her a question, she was sure that he was always interested in her answer. With each minute that she spent with him, her promise to keep things professional seemed more and more remote. Mark had just arrived at the arena, and was unloading his trunk, when Glenn pulled in. He saw the two of them get out of the car, and he smiled in surprise. “Well, there’s a step in the right direction,” he thought. “At least they’re talking.’ They walked to the back of the car, and Glenn reached into the trunk to pull out his bag. Lisa grabbed hers and he gently took it from her and slung it over his shoulder, along with his. Shutting the trunk, he draped his arm across her shoulder, and bent to kiss her softly. “Well, hallelujah,” thought Mark. “It’s about time.” Glenn left her bag in the training room for her. “I’m gonna go hook up with Mark,” he said. “I’ll talk to you later.” “I’ll be here,” she said with a smile. He gave her one more kiss. She watched as he walked down the hall, unable to take her eyes from him. “You’d better be careful, or people will think you have a crush on him.” She turned around laughing. “Good morning Al,” she said. “So I see I was right after all.” “Yes..I admit it, you were right. It kills me to say it. But it’s true.” “Just chalk one more up for me,” he said, reaching out to pinch her cheek. He turned to leave. “Oh..one more thing,” he said turning back. “For what it’s worth..he’s a very lucky man.” The rest of the day was spent in a flurry of activity. TV taping days were usually pretty intense. Somewhere around 4 o’clock, she got the message that Mr. McMahon wanted to see her. She liked him very much, and they had gotten along right from the start. But still, getting a message from the boss, was unnerving. She walked to his office, and knocked. Twenty minutes later, she came out. Anyone seeing her, would have had trouble figuring out the mix of emotions on her face. Mr. McMahon had given her a very nice opportunity. On the other hand, now she had to figure out how to break the news to Glenn. Chapter 8 It was usually fairly easy to tell when something big was about to happen in the ring. The crowds around the TV monitors grew larger than normal. She walked up and stood next to Al as everyone watched the action in the ring. The Undertaker was taking a pretty good beating. Of course everyone was expecting his brother, Kane, to come to his rescue. Glenn had told her that this was going to be where he turned on his brother, but he never told her exactly how. Right on cue, the explosion went off, and Kane flew to the ring. Watching him, gave her goosebumps. He managed to scatter his opponents, then he turned his attention to his fallen brother. He reached down and helped him up. And just as quickly, he grabbed him around the throat, lifted him and slammed him down. The crowd was in shock. But he wasn’t done. He reached down once again. This time as he slammed him down, Taker went right through the mat. He laid there, buried deep in a hole as Kane leaned over and berated him. He stood up and marched back up the ramp, leaving his brother lying there. The moment had been electric. The crowds backstage, gasped audibly when Mark went through the mat. When Glenn arrived backstage, he was greeted with pats on the back and words of praise for selling the spot so well. He walked past her and winked. She waited for Mark to come backstage. “Are you Ok?” she asked. “Actually, I’m a little sore. Damn, that boy is strong!” She laughed and patted his arm. “Come on back to the trainers room. We’ll check you out.” She had one of her staff, begin to massage Mark’s sore back, when Glenn stuck his head in the door. “Everything Ok?” he asked Mark. “You do realize that you’ll pay for that,” he teased. “Oh I have no doubt,” Glenn laughed. He looked toward Lisa. “Did you see it?” “I sure did,” she replied. “And?” “And I’m glad this is all an act,” she laughed. “I’m gonna grab a shower,” he said. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.” Lisa sighed. “A few more minutes for me to come up with an explanation,” she thought. He returned a few minutes later, still smiling from his run in. “Well I guess it’s official...I’m a heel.” “Not to me,” she said, smiling up at him. He watched her as she busied herself with work. “Lisa, look at me.” She turned slowly. “Have you got something on your mind?” “What makes you think that?” “Because when you do, you suddenly get real busy,” he said. She stopped what she was doing, and moved to sit next to him. “Well, actually, I do have something to tell you.” “I thought so. Come on.... give,” he said. “I had a talk with Mr. McMahon this afternoon. Apparently he’s very happy with the program, I’ve set up here.’ “Well he should be,” Glenn said. “It’s great.” “The thing is,” she continued, “he’s so impressed that he would like me to set up a similar program at OVW.” “Ohio Valley?” he said in surprise. That was a small federation where many WWF superstars got their start or went to knock off the ring rust after an injury. “But wouldn’t that mean you’d have to...?” “Well yes. That’s what I have to tell you. I’ll be leaving tomorrow night, right after the Smackdown taping.” He stood up and headed for the door. “That has to be a record,” he said. “Fastest rejection I’ve ever had.” She stood speechless as the door swung closed. Chapter 9 Quickly, she followed him into the hall. “Glenn, who said anything about rejection? I’m not going forever. It’s just for three weeks. Mr. McMahon wants me back in time for Summer Slam.” “Lisa, you have a staff of people who work for you. Couldn’t one of them do it?” She looked at him in surprise. “Glenn this is my program. I should be the one to set it up, don’t you think?” “I suppose,” he said, starting to walk away again. “Oh, I get,’ she said softly. “It was Ok when I was the one giving you all the support and encouragement you needed. You just can’t seem to do the same for me.” He turned to look at her. “Well I guess it’s better that I found out now, instead of later on, when I completely fell in love with you.” She turned and pushed open the door to the training room. As he watched her disappear, her words still rang in his ears. “Love?” he thought. He followed her into her office, closing the door. “Did you say you were in love with me?” he asked. “What difference does it make?” she asked. “You’ve already made up your mind about me, haven’t you?” “What do you mean?” he asked. “You’ve got me down as just another airheaded girlfriend who’s ready to dump you.” “I never thought that,” he said quietly. “Oh no? Then why were you so quick to walk out on me? What happened to the man who was finally willing to fight for what he wanted?” she asked. “I got scared..all right?” he yelled. “You want the truth..fine, here it is. I love you too.” She looked at him, totally focused on what he was saying. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time. And I was beginning to hope that you felt the same way. When you said you were leaving, it scared me. The thought of you walking out of my life...hurt. It hurt a lot.” She walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. “I am not walking out of your life. I will be gone for three weeks, that’s it. I’ll be back in time for Summer Slam...I promise.” “I really am an idiot, huh?’ he asked. “Yeah, but you’re my idiot,’ she laughed, reaching up to kiss him. He looked down at her, as he softly ran his finger along her jaw. “Ok, that’s 21 days, right?” “It was the last time I checked,” she laughed. “Ok,” he said. “I have a feeling my phone bill is about to take a beating. The next night at the Smackdown taping, she watched as he once again, went to the ring and beat on his “brother”. This time he use a steel chair to make his point. She winced each time the chair struck Mark. “Please keep telling me that it doesn’t hurt,” she said to Mick Foley. “Trust me,’ he said, it doesn’t hurt at all.” “Of course you’d say that,” Al laughed. “You have no brain cells left.” Lisa was still laughing when Glenn came backstage, out of breath from swinging the chair repeatedly. “Now for the next couple of weeks, he gets to smack me around,” he laughed. “Talk about dysfunctional families,’ she said with a grin, just as Mark made his way through the curtain. “I can’t wait for this angle to be over,” he said, rubbing his head. She had just watched the last piece of equipment get loaded onto the truck, when he walked up behind her. “Are you sure you don’t want me to take you to the airport?” “No, honey, really. I’ll be fine. Besides, you need to get home and get some rest.” He took her face gently in his hands and kissed her. “I can’t tell you how much I’m going to miss you,” he said. “That may be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me,” she whispered. He looked deep into her eyes. “I love you Lisa.” “I take it back,’ she said. “That was the nicest thing.” She ran her hands up his arms, thrilling at the smooth hardness of each muscle. “I love you too Glenn,” she said. He brought his mouth down to hers, in a passionate kiss. “Call me tonight,” he said. “I promise,” she said, getting into her car. As he watched her drive away, he smiled sadly. “Miss me.... please,” he thought. Chapter 10 It was after 2 A.M. when she set her bags down in her room. Looking at her watch, she debated whether or not to call him. “He said to call. But it’s so late....” Finally the desire to hear his voice won over and she punched in his cell phone number. He answered almost immediately. “I didn’t wake you, did I?” she asked. “No, I was waiting for your call,” he said. “Was your flight all right?” “It was fine,” she said wearily. “You sound so tired,” he said. “Why don’t you go to bed?” “No Glenn, please. I really wanted to talk to you,” she said. “OK,” he replied, “but not too long. You really do sound exhausted.” “You never did tell me where your current angle is going,” she said. “Well, they’ve been debating about whether or not I should lose my mask.” “You’re kidding,” she said in surprise. “How do you feel about that?” “Truthfully? “I don’t like it. I realize that Kane was created by the writers, and they really control what he does. But I can’t help but feel that he’s a part of me. I guess I’m kind of protective of him.” “How does Mark feel about it?” “He agrees with me,” he said. “I’m hoping that with him on my side, the writers will reconsider.” “And if they don’t?” she asked. He paused for a second. “I may have to show them how much of a monster I really am.” She smiled at the passion in his voice. “I wish I could be there to support you,” she said. “Just knowing how you feel helps a lot,” he said. “You want to know what I wish?” “What?” she asked softly. “I wish you were in my arms right now. That’s what I wish.” “Me too,” she replied quietly. “Lisa?” “Yes Glenn?” “Do you remember what you said yesterday about falling in love with me completely?” “Yeah, I remember.” “What do you suppose I would have to do to make that happen?” he asked hopefully. “Not a thing,” she replied. “It’s already happened.” They talked for a few more minutes and then her weariness got the best of her. “I want you to go right to sleep,” he said. “And dream of me.” “It will be my pleasure,” she said. “I love you Lisa.” “I love you too Glenn,” she said. “Call me tomorrow,”. “I promise,” she said, hanging up. She decided to leave the unpacking for tomorrow. She grabbed a nightgown from her bag, slipped it over her head and gratefully crawled under the covers. In seconds, she was asleep. She was awakened by the feel of his lips against her shoulder. “Good morning beautiful,’ he whispered. She rolled to her back to look up at him. “Did you sleep well?” he asked. “I sure did,” she said. “I dreamt of you all night.” “Oh? And what exactly was in those dreams?” he asked, sliding his hand under her nightgown. “You and I made love over and over,” she said. “Oh you mean like this?” he asked, as he moved on top of her. “Exactly,’ she whispered, gasping as she felt him move against her. She moaned in delight, reaching up to wrap her arms around him. She opened her eyes, taking several seconds to adjust to the dark. It took a moment for her to remember where she was. Her heart was beating so hard she could feel it all the way to her toes. “Oh my God,’ she whispered. “And that was only a dream.” Chapter 11 She had never had three weeks pass so slowly in all her life. And just when she thought it was over, some last minute delays forced her to stay until Sunday, the day of Summer Slam. She walked into the arena and smiled at the chaos. “Finally, I’m home,” she laughed to herself. She headed for the training room, planning to drop off her bags and hunt down Glenn. Members of her staff were setting up the last of the equipment when she walked in. She was met by a chorus of “welcome back” and a round of hugs. “Well, it sure is nice to be missed,’ she said. She quickly went over the day’s schedule. “Listen guys, I promise I’ll be right back. But I really have to go and check on something.” “His dressing room is down the hall and to your left,” they teased. “Ha, ha,” she said. “And to think I missed you guys.” She quickly headed down the hall, stopping only for quick hellos. She paused in front of his door, almost too nervous to knock. Just as she reached up, the door was pulled open. She stood, staring up at him. A huge grin spread across his face. Taking her hand, he quickly backed up. “Get in here,” he said. The door hadn’t even swung shut, when he had her pressed against it, kissing her. “Wow,” she said, as he pulled back. “Maybe I should go out and come in again.” “Don’t you dare,” he said. “I am not letting you out of my sight.” She reached up and kissed him again. His tongue explored her mouth gently. “God, I missed you,’ he whispered They talked for a few minutes, trying to catch up. Suddenly he stood up. “There’s something I have to show you,” he said, disappearing into the bathroom. “Oh really?” she said seductively. He stuck his head back out. “No, nothing like that,” he laughed. “My loss,” she said with a wink. “They’ve decided that Kane needs a new look.” “You’re kidding? Well to tell you the truth, those red jammies never did much for me,” she said with a laugh. “Are you ready?” “Ready as I’ll ever be,” she said. He stepped into the room, and her jaw dropped. “Well, what do you think?” The outfit was basically black, with a little red outlining some strategically placed mesh cut outs. Instead of the one-sleeved look he had been sporting, this outfit used a tank top, which exposed his incredible arms and his very sexy chest. “Have they issued seat belts to the ladies in the audience?” she asked. “What?” “Trust me, sweetheart. When they get a look at you, a lot of women will be hitting the floor.” She walked over and touched the material lightly. “Very nice,” she murmured, running her fingers along his stomach. She walked around behind him. “Looks good back here too,” she said, giving him a playful smack. “Hey, don’t get personal,” he teased. She looked up at him. “Honey, you are hot!” she said. “Well how do you like that?” he said in wonder. “Kane...WWF sex symbol.” She laughed as she wrapped her arms around him. “Don’t let it go to your head. I’m not about to share you with anybody.” Chapter 12 The atmosphere at a Pay Per View was always highly charged, and this night was no exception. She and Glenn had only been able to spend a few more minutes together before they were both called away to prepare for the evening ahead. She reached up to kiss him. “Good luck,” she whispered. “Will you still love me after I’ve been revealed?” he asked, flashing that irresistible grin. “More than ever,” she said, touching his cheek lightly. When the time came for the match, space in front of the monitors was at a premium. Everyone knew that this would be a moment to remember. The match itself, wasn’t all that long. But when the crowd realized that The Undertaker was trying to expose his brother’s face, you could sense their heightened interest. Several times, Kane was down and Taker tore at his mask. In the end, Taker was victorious, removing the mask, and holding it up for the crowd to see. Glenn quickly covered his face, heading backstage. Someone tossed him a towel as he made his way through the curtain. He draped it over his head and walked towards the training room. She stood just inside the door, waiting for him. He stepped inside and removed the towel. He still had traces of the black make-up they used around his eyes. “So, how was that?” he asked. “I don’t know....you tell me,” she said. He wiped at what was left of the make-up. “You know, if I had to do that with anyone except Mark, I think it would have been a lot harder.” “So now what?” she asked. “Does the mask stay off?” He looked out from under the towel. “Nope,” he said with a smile. “Mark and I convinced them that it was a lousy idea.” “Good for you,” she said. “I need a shower,’ he said. “I’ll be back to take you to the hotel, Ok?” “I’ll be waiting,” she said with a smile. The rest of the matches passed quickly enough. When the night was over and all the equipment had been packed, she met him in the parking garage. “I’ll bring you back tomorrow to pick up your rental,’ he said. He placed their bags in the trunk, and they headed out. She listened as he talked almost non stop while they drove to the hotel. She could tell how much his attitude had already changed. He carried their bags as they made their way down the hall to her room. She slowly unlocked the door and pushed it open. He looked down at her smiling. “What?” he said. She reached out and took his hand. She backed into the room, gently pulling him inside. Once inside, she closed the door, and turned to him. He dropped the bags to the floor and took her in his arms. The kiss was deep and urgent. He desperately wanted to make up for lost time. She slid her hands up under his shirt, stroking across his massive chest. His fingers tangled in her hair as he kissed her with a passion, he had never experienced before. He stopped to look into her eyes. “Lisa, I want to make love to you,” he whispered. “You’ll never know how I’ve ached to hear you say that,” she said. He bent and lifted her. He carried her to the bed and laid her down gently. They undressed each other, kissing each other with increasing urgency. He leaned back to look at her. “You are so beautiful,’ he said softly, running his hands across her breasts and down to her stomach. She closed her eyes as a tremor of pleasure ran through her. He leaned down to kiss her. She rested her hands against his broad shoulders as he trailed his lips down across her skin, pausing to gently suck at her nipples. She whimpered with delight as he continued his discovery of her. When he parted her legs she arched towards him. He probed gently at first, the wetness of his tongue sending shivers through her. The more excited she became, the more he wanted to taste her. “Glenn, I want you....now,” she pleaded. He moved up and over her. She reached down to feel him and gasped when her hand closed around him. “Love me please,” she said, straining towards him. He entered her slowly. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in deeper. They began to move together, both of them totally lost in desire. “Yes, Glenn..that’s it,” she cried as she gave in to a sweet climax. Feeling her respond, he too let himself slip over the edge. They lay together, her head buried against his shoulder. “You were wonderful,” he whispered in her ear. She picked her head up to look at him. “That was incredible. I knew it would be like that.” He held her face tenderly. “It always will be...I promise.” Chapter 13 He awoke the next morning to find her head resting on his shoulder and her arm draped across his stomach. He leaned down to kiss her forehead. She opened her eyes slowly and looked up at him. A slow smile spread across her face. “Good morning,” he said. She laughed softly. “I had a dream like this,” she said. “Oh really?” he asked. “So tell me, what happened in this dream?” She smiled and lowered her eyes. “Are you blushing?” he teased. He gently lifted her chin. “Well, in this dream....we....uh...we made love.....a lot.” He smiled and her heart skipped a beat. “You want to know something? Dreams can come true.” He rolled over on top of her and showed her how. She wasn’t sure how she got through the rest of the day, because she was positive that her feet never touched the ground. They drove to the next arena and he kept her entertained with stories of all the antics that had taken place while she was gone. Most of them involved Al and Mick. “Are they ever serious?” she asked him. “Oh they’re all business in the ring,” he replied, “but outside.....? In any other business I’m sure they would have been committed by now.” When they arrived at the arena, he walked her to the trainer’s room and handed her bag. “I’ll meet you for lunch later,” he said. “I can’t wait,” she said, as he kissed her softly. She watched as he strolled off down the hall. Suddenly she realized she was staring. She looked around, hoping nobody had seen her. Giggling, she pushed the door open, and froze where she was. On the table was the most beautiful bouquet of daisies she had ever seen. She walked over, and picked up the card. “Thank you for making me the happiest man in the world,” it read. On the bottom was his name. Tears came to her eyes as she gently touched the delicate petals. Daisies had always been her favorite flower. She could remember her mother’s garden being filled with them. But how did he know? When the rest of the staff arrived there was quite a bit of good natured teasing about the flowers, but nothing anyone said, could spoil the warm feeling she had in her heart. At twelve o’clock, he popped his head in the door. “Anybody hungry?” he asked. “Come in here,” she said, holding out her hands. He walked in and she took his face and kissed him warmly. “What was that for?” he asked slyly. “How did you know that daisies are my favorite?” she asked. “Don’t you remember? A couple of months ago, one of the make-up ladies got flowers for her anniversary or something. You told her how much you liked daisies. You said your mom grew them when you were a kid.” “And you remembered that?” she asked in astonishment. He looked at her sheepishly, “I remember everything about you,” he said. “I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you,” she said, “but boy, I sure wish I had done it sooner.” He laughed and took her in his arms, lifting her off the ground. “Ok, break it up you two.” They turned to see Mark smiling at them. “Romance is one thing, but not when I’m starving. Let’s eat.” Smiling, she took his hand, and followed Mark out the door. She knew there was a meeting scheduled for later that afternoon. They were supposed to discuss, storylines and possible match ups for the next Pay Per View...Unforgiven. He stopped by to talk to her before he got ready for that night’s RAW. “So how did it go?” she asked. “Well, nothing is set in stone...but it looks like I may just be on my way here.” “What do you mean?” “They’re planning a fatal four way at Unforgiven......and it looks like I’ll be in it.” She jumped up and wrapped her arms around his neck. |
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