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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Storme’s POV

It had been more than a month since Ame and Glenn took their relationship to the next level, the level of sleeping together. Honestly, I was so happy for her that I was smiling for her a lot these days. As for myself, I wasn’t jumping at every noise anymore, and I wasn’t carrying chairs through the hallways of the Smackdown arenas. Phillip didn’t have the power to scare me anymore, at least not while I was in a place where there was help if I needed it. I was wary of going out at night when I was alone though, but no one could blame me for that one.

At the present moment, I was in the bathroom of Shannon’s hotel room getting ready for a night out on the town. Yes, I was going out to have some fun for the night, it was an amazing feeling. Ame and Glenn were going to join us at the club after they had dinner together. So, for a while I would be alone with Shannon, not really alone but close enough in my book. Humming lightly to myself, I finished getting myself dressed after my shower. For the night I’d chosen a jean mini skirt, complete with some cute heeled boots, the ones I’d intended for Phil.

The top was a brown color halter, leaving an inch of bare skin from the hem of the shirt to the top of the skirt. In the front of the halter, there was a strip down the front that left my skin bare from my neck to the bottom of the shirt. Was I being daring tonight? Oh yes I was, I wanted to find a man, and I’d get one too. Picking up my belt, I slid it through the belt loops on my skirt and buckled it into place. This was one of the things that Ame had bought me for Christmas a few years ago, it had a bronze skull and crossbones as a buckle, I loved it dearly.

Bad thing was when I thought about this particular buckle, it reminded me of Shannon’s tattoo he had. I’d only caught a glimpse of the top of it before, but he’d told me he had it and what it was. Ok, not a subject I needed to be on while I was getting ready for a night out on the town. Clearing treacherous thoughts about Shannon from my head, I looked into the mirror and grinned. Reaching up, I combed my fingers through my hair to settle it into place and then turned around one time to make sure I looked as good as I hoped I did. Satisfied that I was perfectly dressed for the night, I picked up some lip-gloss, spread some on and called it done.

Tucking the small tube of gloss into my pocket for later, I opened the bathroom door and walked into the main room. Shannon turned and almost dropped his soda when he saw me, not that I blame him, I was dressed completely out of the normal for people seeing me. I was quiet as I watched him look at me, I knew where his eyes were moving and I could almost feel the heat in his gaze. Did I know that Shannon wanted me? Yes, I knew that already, probably because I wanted him too, but I wouldn’t act on it. I’ll admit, I am attracted to him, very much attracted to him, but attraction alone does not make a relationship.

“Wow…I don’t think I have words to describe how you look right now.” He finally managed and I just grinned at him. Picking up my coat, a gift from Mark amazingly, I put it on to cover some of the skin that was showing. The last thing I needed Shannon doing was passing out or drooling all over me. Well the latter wasn’t that bad, but passing out would not be a good thing. “Thanks for the compliment, Shan.” I said back to him as I picked up my purse and then walked over to him. Ok really, I think I just almost killed this man, because he’s not breathing at the moment.

Blinking, I reached up and lightly shook his shoulders, “Shan, you have to breathe or you will die.” He took a breath and put his drink down with a very shaky hand, well hello Mr. Nervous. I realized then that I should have put the jacket on before coming out of the bathroom. A half second later, I found myself against the door and Shannon was kissing me. Oh damnit not again, I hate and love when he kisses me like this, it makes me melt when he does. What the hell, its not like I can really resist kissing him anyway, and I’m not doing anything wrong by kissing him back. Well, at least I hope I’m not giving him the wrong information.

Then again, maybe it’s myself that I’m fooling here, its impossible to think when he’s kissing me though. Lifting my arms, I wrapped them around his shoulders and kissed him back this time. Eek, that was a mistake. Shannon made a little noise that sounded like a moan and I shivered. Whatever that sound was, I caused it and I wanted to hear him do it again. No! Reg stop thinking like that, you have to get to the club; you can’t have sex with Shannon, just no. By some miracle, I managed to break our kiss, but it was one of the hardest things I’ve ever done. It was dead silent while we looked at each other, my heart was racing and I knew his was too.

We were both quiet as he let go of me and stepped back, taking a minute to calm himself down. I was a little shaken by the intensity in his eyes, but I just opened the door and stepped out into the hallway. Yeah, I have to stop getting so close to him or I’m going to end up sleeping with him one day. Hmm, sex with Shannon Moore, I wonder how that would be anyway? Ah shit, there I go again, thinking about him like that, I really need to stop. But the question was, did I really want to stop thinking about him that way? Not entirely, the more I think about it, the less cautious I get around him, and the more I want him.

His hand on my arm snapped me out of my thinking and I smiled as we went down the stairs together. The club was just what I needed tonight; it would help get my mind off of him. At least I was hoping it would, the last thing I needed was to be thinking that in a crowd of people. Besides, if Ame found out I was having these thoughts about Shannon, she’d never let me live it down. She and Glenn have been trying their hardest to get me together with Shannon here lately. Oh trust me; I know it’s them because it has Ame’s Matchmaking written all over it.

Walking out of the hotel, I started toward Shannon’s car and he went around, opening the door for me. I smiled and got inside, letting him close the door; he did that a lot these days. He got in the driver’s seat and closed his door, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot. As an unwritten rule, we didn’t talk in the car; it was just the one place we knew better than to talk. Things were too close quarters here, and if either of us stopped thinking for a half second, there was no doubt to either of us that we’d be in trouble.

Thankfully, the ride to the club wasn’t a long one and I didn’t have to stay in the tiny car alone with him for long. Ok the car wasn’t tiny, but being alone with him after the heated action in the hotel room made it seem tiny. He helped me out of the car and we wandered into the club together. Ah yes, this was what I had been needing; the loud music and energy charged atmosphere. Shrugging out of my coat, I handed it to Shannon and gave him a smile before heading out onto the dance floor to find a dancing partner for this song.

I watched for a moment as Shannon met up with Jeff, Matt and Shane, handing my coat over to them. Feeling a nudge at my side, I turned and saw a very delicious looking man in front of me. Hello tall, toned and sexy as hell. I grinned and fell into the beat of the song with him, like I was going to pass up a dance with this man, no way. His hands were warm and firm on my hips, but I didn’t really mind, if he went too far I had plenty of backup sitting across the floor from where I was. But I could feel that I was being watched by someone, not that I had to think about who it was.

Even across the dancefloor, I could feel Shannon’s eyes on me, and it was almost like his hands at some points. Luckily for me, I saw Ame and Glenn come into the club a little bit later, and I grinned at her. She just rolled her eyes and they joined the table where Shannon and the others were. I watched her talking to them and got a sinking feeling they were talking about me. My suspicions were confirmed when I saw Shannon stand up and start toward the dance floor. Whatever she had said to him had made him start toward me, now I was in trouble and I knew it.

Deciding to avoid disaster for the moment, I hurried off the dance floor and to the bar to get a drink. Not that drinking would help, but at least I wouldn’t have to be dancing with Shannon for the moment. What I didn’t remember, in my hurry to get away, was that drinking on a nearly empty stomach does not work out so well. Sliding some money over, I picked up the glass and took a long drink, I should not be downing this but I can’t help it. Shannon came over and sat beside me, “Were you running from me or did you get thirsty?” Glancing over at him, I laughed and shook my head, “I’ve been dancing for a while, I’m really thirsty. Trying not to down this drink though.”

He laughed and we settled into conversation over our drinks, in which time I forgot how many of the darn things I had. I just recall that every time I looked at Ame, she was grinning her ass off. Something was up, but the more alcohol I put into my system, the less I cared about what was going on. That should have been my first warning, but drinking dulls brain processes, we all know this. I’m assuming it had been near half an hour before I finally stopped with the drinks. “I’m gonna go freshen up a little, I’ll be back in a minute.” I said to Shannon before hopping off the barstool to go to the ladies room.

Five minutes later, I was back out on the dance floor, but this time it was Shannon’s arms I was dancing in. Ame was grinning even more than she had been earlier and I knew she’d planned something. At least I think she had, oh hell I didn’t know anymore. The feel of Shan’s lips on my neck snapped me out of my thoughts and I almost melted on the floor. I didn’t push him away though, not that I wanted to either, it felt amazing, and it was just a light kiss on my neck. Adjusting myself, I slid my arms around his shoulders, having to do so to keep from melting onto the floor.

His arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me tight against him, oh someone save me. I could feel him pressed against the lower part of my stomach, and it did nothing to make me want to run. The song changed and he moved with it, which made me move with it as well. Lost in his arms, to the beat of the song I couldn’t remember the name of, I knew this is where I belonged. Tilting my head up, I kissed him, first time I’d ever started a kiss myself. Shannon returned it and I had a sinking feeling that tonight was the night I was going to end up with him, one way or another.
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