I Could Fall In Love
performed by Selena
written by Keith Thomas
I could lose my heart tonight
If you don't turn and walk away
'Cause the way I feel I might
Lose control and let you stay
'Cause I could take you in my arms
And never let go
I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you
I could only wonder how
Touching you would make me feel
But if I take that chance right now
Tomorrow will you want me still?
So I should keep this to myself
And never let you know
I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you
And I know it's not right
And I guess I should try to do what I should do
But I could fall in love
Fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you
Siempre estoy soñada en ti (always
I am dreaming about you)
Besandos mis labios, acariciando mi piel (kissing my lips, caressing my skin)
Abrazadome con ansias locas (embraced
by longing madness)
Imaginando que me amos (imagining
that you're loving me)
Cómo yo podia amar a ti (the
way I could love you)
So I should keep this to myself
And never let you know
I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love
I could fall in love
With you...
I had planned to have a few friends over for a small party, since they were in town for a show. Word
traveled fast, and I wound up with half of the Smackdown roster at my house. I didn't mind the extra company, but I did ask
Matt and Shannon who let the word out. "I mentioned it to Sean," Matt had said. "Sean was invited, anyways," I had told him.
"I kinda told Crash, Bradshaw, Taker, Show, Dawn and Stephanie," Shannon replied. "I guess they mentioned it to some people,
too," Matt said. "It's alright, guys. But, you guys have to help clean up, before you head out of town. I only planned on
five people." With a resigned sigh, they agreed.
I had fun, as well as everyone else. I danced with some of the guys, drank shots with Dawn, and after
a few hours, found myself sitting on Sean's lap. Throughout the night, the oldest of the roster, Undertaker, would glance
at me from time to time. I caught him looking while I was with Sean. He looked down at his feet, then walked into the kitchen.
"Excuse me, Sean." I went into the kitchen, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, Taker" "Hey, Jade." "I caught you looking
at me a few times." He hooked his thumbs in his pockets, and leaned against the counter to look again. "Yeah." "Did you want
something?" "A chance to talk to you." He pushed away from the counter. "I came in for a beer. Do you want one?" "Sure."
He grabbed our beers, and we stood there, talking. Then, he looked me in the eyes, and asked, "can
I ask you a personal question?" "Sure." "What's up with you and Sean? Are you two seeing each other?" "Not now. We were together
a few months ago. Why?" He put his arm around my waist, and laid his hand at the small of my back. "Because I wanted to know."
He leaned down, and kissed me.
I left the kitchen, as I heard some of the guys getting rowdy. Bradshaw was in the middle of Shannon
and Crash, holding them away from each other with one huge hand on both of their heads. "Hey! What the hell's going on here,"
I yelled at them. Shannon pushed Bradshaw's hand away, and turned to say, "Crash said I couldn't drink, because I'm just a
kid." "Crash..." "Well, he is! Look at'em. He couldn't be anymore than 16." Shannon dove for Crash again, giving him a perfect
spear. As they rolled on the floor, Matt and Bradshaw tried to grab them. Matt bumped into me, knocking me to the floor. Bradshaw
finally picked Crash up by his overalls, and carried him to the door. He put him in the car, and took him to the hotel.
Taker came up to me, and helped me off the floor. "Are you ok, darlin'?" "Yeah. It's not the first
time he's knocked me on my ass," I laughed. "No, but it's the first time somebody helped your ass back up," Matt said as he
tipped back his beer. "You can't all be gentlemen, can you guys?" I said sarcastically. "Oh, come on. You're like a sister.
I'm not supposed to be nice to you," he said as he slung his arm over my shoulder. The beer on his breath was worse than the
excessive cologne he had put on. "Jesus, Matt... How many bottles have you gone through?" "This is my third beer." "I meant
cologne." "Oh, you're funny."
As the night wore on, the guests dwindled to just a few. I had spent most of the night talking to Taker,
and occassionally exchanging small kisses. We just seemed to connect. I finally noticed how few people were left when Sean
told me he was going to the hotel. "Goodnight, Sean." "Goodnight. I'll see you at the show tomorrow." "Ok." Once he was out
the door, it was just me, Taker, Matt and Shannon. I went into the kitchen to get Taker and me another beer, but we had ran
out. I looked up at the clock, and it said 2. I went back in the living room, and said, "well, guys, we're out of beer, and
it's 2." "Are you ready for bed, Jade?" Matt said. "Why? You gonna read me a bedtime story?" "We'll get out of here, sis,"
Shannon said, as he and Matt got up. "I'll see you guys at the show." "Ok. Taker, you want a ride?" "I'll be out in a minute."
"Bye, Jade," Matt yelled out, as they walked out the door. "Bye," I yelled back.
When I turned around, Taker was standing behind me. His hands went to my waist, as he slowly came down
to kiss me again. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and welcomed his soft kiss. He ended it, and said, "I should get back
to the hotel." I wanted to tell him to stay, but I didn't want to sleep with him, and not remember in the morning. "Goodnight,
Mark." I stood on my toes, and kissed him. When it ended, he said, "goodnight, Jade. I'll see you tomorrow." "I look forward
to it." He patted me on the ass, and let me go. Then, he left with Matt and Shannon. I locked the door, shut off the lights,
and went to bed.
My slumber was filled with sweet dreams of Taker, and everything I wanted to do to him. But I had let
him walk out the door. In my dream, his eyes were dark with desire. His lips were hard and hungry on mine. His height, his
big arms, though usually intimidating, seemed almost comforting. The last thing I remembered from my dream was a kiss. I felt
every tiny crevice in his lips, the way our lips stuck together, as we tried to end the kiss. Not once throughout my dream,
did I see us having sex.
The next day, I made sure I was ready to go to the arena before noon. At half past noon, there was
a knock on the door. With a smile on my face, I answered the door. My smile slowly faded as I laid eyes on Matt and Shannon.
"Oh... It's you." "Yeah. Were you expecting someone else?" Matt said. "Maybe." "Well, we promised to help clean up, so here
we are." "Good. You guys have muscles... You two can start with the trash bags full of beer bottles." "I knew we'd get the
shitty jobs," Shannon said. "This will teach you to keep your mouths shut next time." "I didn't hear you complaining while
you were with Taker last night," he teased. "Get to work."
We had finished cleaning, and were ready to leave, when there was another knock on the door. As I opened
the door, I said, "what?" "Hey, Jade. Wake up with a hang over?" "Uh... Hey, Taker. I'm good. How's your head?" "Just fine."
"We were just heading to the arena. What brings you by?" "I wanted to give you a ride. I grabbed the bike from the truck at
the arena." I looked at Matt and Shannon, then at Taker, then back to my friends. "I'm gonna ride with him. I'll see you two
there." Matt and Shannon stepped around me and Taker, and headed to their rental car. After they pulled away, Taker said,
"can I come in for a minute?" "Sure." He entered, and I closed the door behind him.
I turned around to face him, and he was so close I could feel his body heat. He laid his hand on my
cheek. "I couldn't stop thinking of you after I left," he said. I smiled up at him. "I dreamed of you." The corner of his
lips curled into a smile. "What was I doing in your dream?" I slid my hands inside his unbuttoned shirt, and laid them on
his chest. "Driving me insane." "Is that good or bad?" "Oh, it was very good." As he leaned down, my arms went around his
neck. I thought he was going to kiss me, but he picked me up. "Why don't you let ol' Mark give you a dose of Prozac." "If
you're thinking what I am, we'll be late for the show." "I don't have a match anyways." My smile widened. "Then I'll take
my medicine like a good girl."
As one arm held me up, the other hand went under my hair to my neck. I leaned my head back, as he leaned
down to kiss my throat. He worked his way to my chin, then finally kissed my lips. My blue eyes connected with his green eyes.
"I need you, Mark." Not wasting any time, he laid me down on the stairs, and leaned over me, kissing my neck. He sat back
on his legs, and began taking off his shirt. I sat up, and did the same. After tossing them aside, we met in the middle; hands
and lips going everywhere. After a few moments, he ended our kiss, and held me away.
"What's wrong?" "We're not doing this right." "What?" "We shouldn't be on the stairs. Not for our first
time together." "I don't give a damn where, Mark." "Humor me. Where's your bedroom?" "The loft is my bedroom." He licked the
valley of my breasts, then said, "lead the way." I crawled backward up the stairs, because he was crawling along right over
me. When we reached the top of the stairs, I stood up. Mark continued to crawl, then grabbed my hips, and kissed my stomach.
He raised up on his knees, and kissed my ribs, then worked his way up to my breasts. He got to his feet, and continued his
journey up my body. I ran my fingers through his short hair, and pulled off his bandanna. As our lips met, he worked on the
button on my jeans, then unzipped them. I let my hands go down his chest, then his stomach, before I worked on his jeans.
He leaned down, and picked me up. He carried me to the bed, and gently laid me down. He pulled my sandals
off, and threw them to the side. Then, he slid my jeans off of my legs. I looked at him as he took off his jeans, and laid
down next to me. My body trembled from the inside out as he took me into his arms. His hand slid down my back, then under
the waistband of my thong; the only barrier between us. He slid them down as far as he could reach, then I curled my legs
behind me, and took them off. As I tossed them toward my jeans, Mark climbed over me. He reached between my legs, and petted
my soft curls. When he slid his finger within my hole, I raised my hips. "Don't tease me," I whispered. "I don't plan to,"
he whispered back.
As he positioned himself for entry, he claimed my lips with an earth shattering kiss. He began his
slow entrance, then grabbed my hands, laced his fingers with mine, and pressed them into the matress on either side of my
head. His thrusts were slow at first, letting me adjust to his size. As my muscles loosened around him, his strokes became
faster. I raised my hips to meet each thrust, to allow him to go deeper. He arched his back, and lifted his upper body off
of me. I writhed and moaned beneath him. "Oh, gawd... Mark." He released my hands, then caressed my cheek. "Give in, darlin'."
I wrapped my legs around his waist, and held on to him. I nearly screamed as the most amazing orgasm I had ever had came over
me. He released a sound somewhere between a growl and a moan. His thrusts came faster and harder, until he stopped, and collapsed
on me.
After a moment, he kissed my neck, then said, "I wish I could stay here all night." "Why can't you?"
"Time to come clean. I do have a match tonight." "Why did you tell me..." "Because I couldn't wait any longer. I never wanted
anything as badly as I wanted you." "And now?" "I want more of you." "Let's get to the show, then we can come back when you're
done." He smiled before kissing me. "You'll have to drag me to get me out of your bed in the morning." "Good, then I won't
have to strap you to it."
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1st place Multi-wrestler Song Fic 2004 Wrestling Crypt Awards |
"Wild Horses"
by The Rolling Stones
Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I can't let you slide through my hands
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away
I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldn't drag me away
I know I dreamed you a sin and a lie
I have my freedom but I don't have much time
Faith has been broken, tears must be cried
Let's do some living after we die
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day
Wild horses couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses, we'll ride them some day
As Mark and I pulled into the loading docks, I saw Matt and Shannon standing outside the door. Mark parked the bike on
one of the ramps leading inside the building. I got off the bike, and walked over to them. Before I reached them, Shannon
turned and walked inside. "You waiting for someone?" "Yeah. You. Where the hell have you been? We've been here for an hour
already." "Mark and I had to do something." Mark came up behind me, wrapped an arm around my waist, and kissed the top of
my head. "I'll see you inside, babe. I have to check in." "Alright." I felt the heat rise in my cheeks as I watched him walk
in.
"Please tell me you didn't." "Didn't what, Matt?" "Sleep with Taker." "OK. I didn't sleep with Taker. I had sex with Mark."
"Don't be a smart ass. You know what I meant." "Yes, and I don't see how it concerns you. My love life is none of your business."
"When it comes to Taker, I'll make it my business. The man is weird." "So was Sean, but you didn't say anything about him."
"Taker is weirder than Sean. He has this dark side, and I'm worried about you getting hurt." "Matt, really... You're overreacting.
Mark is a very normal, fully functional man. Maybe if you took the time to get to know him, you'd see that." "I know him.
That's why I'm worried." "Well, if he's so damn weird, maybe he can teach me a few things," I said as I turned to walk inside.
Matt grabbed my arm. "Just watch yourself, will you, Sis?" "OK, bro." He let go of my arm, and let me walk inside.
Just as I walked through the door, I was grabbed. "You didn't have to defend me." I relaxed against Mark's hard, warm body.
"He's just over protective, Mark. If I argue with him, he eventually gives in, and leaves me alone." "And what if he was right?
What if I am a little dark and weird?" "I'm willing to take that chance." Mark pushed my hair away from my neck, so he could
taste it. "Mark, if you don't stop..." I had to moan as he bit my collar bone. "Oh, gawd..." I turned around in his arms.
He pulled me tight against him. His growing erection pressed into my belly. "I have a private dressing room, and we have thirty
minutes until the show." "I don't want to wear you out before your match." He grabbed a handful of my hair, and smiled down
at me. "Don't worry about me. You need to worry about yourself." I laughed. "Why?" "Because I want to fuck you 'til you can't
stand." "Sounds good to me. And, I hope you have more use for that tongue of your's, than just sticking it out at people."
"Oh, yeah, I do." His kiss was rough and heated, making me moan.
"Get a room, will ya," Matt said as he walked through the door. Mark turned to look at him. All I could do was lean against
the wall, and wait for the fog from the kiss to wear away. As I opened my eyes, I saw Matt poke Mark in the chest. "Further
more, I think you're too old for my best friend." "Little man, I don't care how young she is. As long as Jade is legal and
willing, she's mine." I finally snapped to their conversation. "Matt, just stay out of our business." I walked off, and Mark
followed me. "Baby, slow down." I stopped, and he almost ran into me. "I don't know what's crawled up that man's ass, but
I'm about to beat it out of him." "Forget about him, baby." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, and whispered in my ear.
"Think about tonight, and what I'm going to do to you." I closed my eyes, and envisioned the night that lay ahead. I smiled.
"Ooo... I kinda like that idea." "Walk. I'll lead you to the dressing room."
As we went down the hall, I heard someone walk towards us. "Hey, Deadman. I see you're busy, but Vinnie Mac wants you in
his office," Taz said. "Can it wait?" Taz laughed. "I'm not gonna be the one to tell the boss to wait." With a sigh, he let
go of me. "I'm right down the hall, babe. Go ahead, and I'll be in there in a few minutes." "Alright, Mark." I went down the
hall, and sat waiting for him. After a few minutes there was a knock on the door. When I opened the door, I saw one of the
security guys I had met before. "Hey, Jimmy." "Hey, Jade. Matt asked me to give this to you." He handed me a slip of paper.
"Thanks." I closed the door, and unfolded it to read the note. "Jade, I promise not to argue with you anymore. Please come
to my dressing room. I need to tell you something. Matt." I sighed, and opened the door. As I walked down the hall, I found
some familiar faces. "Bradshaw, where can I find Matt's dressing room?" "Hey, darlin'. It's down the hall on the left." "Thanks."
I found his dressing room, and knocked on the door. He opened the door, and invited me in. "You wanted to see me?" "There's
something I've wanted to tell you for years." "What could you have kept from me so long? I know everything about you." He
looked down as he closed the door. "Almost everything." He looked up at me almost sadly. "What's wrong, Matt?" "Have you ever
wondered why I'm so protective of you?" "I thought it was because my dad asked you to." "But you don't know why he put that
trust in me, do you?" "No."
He sighed. "Just before your dad died, a young, nieve boy went to your father, and asked if he could marry you." "That's
so sweet. Who was it?" "It was me." My jaw dropped. "Why..." "Because I loved you then." He looked at his feet again. "And,
I still love you. I suppose your father knew I always would." "But, why didn't you ever tell me?" "Because I never had the
balls to. Hell, we grew up together as if we were family. I thought you would think it was weird, and turn me down. I didn't
think I had a chance." "What about homecoming, when I asked you to be my date?" "I didn't think I could handle being your
date, yet just being your friend." "Oh, Matt..."
I didn't get to finish the sentence. Matt wrapped his arms around me, pinned me to the wall, and kissed me. His soft lips
melted with mine. His warm skin felt hot through my shirt. His tongue slid through my lips, and slowly searched my mouth.
When he ended the kiss, we were both out of breath. "I've waited for years to do that." As he leaned down to kiss me again,
I put my hand on his bare chest. "But, Mark..." "He's married, Jade." He kissed me again, more heated than before. "When...
were you... planning to... tell me?" He stopped and looked into my eyes. "Before you went home with him tonight. I wouldn't
have let you sleep with him earlier, if I would have known..." I put my finger to his lips. "Then he can go fuck himself."
He kissed me again, this one as heated as the last. "Matt, I have to deal with Mark." I laid my hand on his cheek. "Then,
we can see what happens between us."
As I walked away, I let my hand slide down his neck, then his chest. He grabbed my hand, and pulled me back. "This doesn't
feel weird to you, does it?" I smiled at him. "No. It feels very natural. Like I knew in my subconscience that it would happen
one day." He softly kissed me, before I walked out the door. I walked back to Mark's dressing room. As I went in, he was sitting
on the couch, waiting for me. "Where'd you go, babe?" "I, uh... had to see Matt. Can I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "Are
you married?" He crossed his big arms over his chest. "Matt told you, didn't he?" "Yeah, he did." He ran his hand over his
face, then tugged at his goatee. "I have a wife at home." "I refuse to be your mistress. If you can't love me with your whole
heart, I don't want any of it." He nodded as if he understood. "If that's how you want it, that's how it has to be. I can't
leave my wife so..."
I didn't wait to hear the rest. I was out the door, and walking back to Matt's dressing room. I walked through the door,
and wrapped my arms around his waist. I leaned my head on his chest, and asked, "why do men feel they need to lie to me?"
He squeezed his arms around my shoulders. "I never have, Jade. And, in case you haven't noticed, I'm a man." I smiled up at
him. "I know. You and Shannon are the only two I can really trust." "And Jeff." "Yeah. And Jeff." His hands went down to the
small of my back. "I have to do my match soon. Do you want to go do something after that?" "Like what?" "I don't know. We
can get some coffee, have a few drinks, go bowling... I don't care. You choose." "I don't know. I kinda feel like curling
up on the couch." "Then let me curl up with you." I smiled at him. "I'd like that." I wrapped my arms around his neck, and
he came down to kiss me. When our lips parted, I said, "Matt, you do realize that this will change our friendship forever."
"I know. I just hope it stays for the better."
Two hours later, as we lay on my couch watching a movie, Matt wrapped his arms around me. I adjusted my position, so his
arm wasn't under my ribs. As I stopped moving, he said, "I hope you're comfortable now, J." "Yeah. Why?" He grabbed my hip,
and pressed his hips into my back side. His length was semi-hard. I rolled onto my back, and looked up at him. "Gee, Matt...
A little excited?" "I can't help it. That's what you do to me." I laid my hand on his cheek. "So far, this hasn't felt weird,
or wrong, but I can't promise that sex won't." He laid half of his body over mine. "I'm not asking for promises. Just a chance
to find out." "You can have all I can give." He pressed his lips softly to mine.
As heat began to build between us, his cell phone rang. He looked down at me. "Go ahead and answer it." He picked it up
from the coffee table, and looked at the caller ID before answering. "What's up, Jeff?" "Where are you? I thought you were
flying back tonight." "I'm at Jade's house. Can I call you back later?" "Let me talk to her." With a groan, he handed me the
phone. "Hey, Jeff." "Hey, J. What am I interrupting?" "A private moment between me and Matt. Can we talk to you later?" "Let
me say bye to Matt, sis." "Alright. Later." After I handed the phone back, I heard Jeff say, "you finally told her?" He kissed
my neck, just below my ear. "Yes," he answered Jeff. "And she's cool with it?" "Say goodbye, Jeff." "Goodbye, Jeff." Matt
hung up the phone, and turned it off. "Before dawn, your mom will know." "We can deal with them tomorrow." I leaned up and
kissed him. "You know, I kinda had a thing for you, too. That's why I asked you to be my date all those years ago."
I let my hands slide under his shirt to feel his warm skin. "Matt, I'm ready when you are to take that chance to find out."
"I'm ready, but I'm not going to rush. I've waited too long. I want to savor the moment." His lips melted with mine, as he
positioned himself between my legs. I slid my hand around to the nape of his neck, and pulled the tie out of his hair. I set
it on the table, then shook his hair loose with my fingers. It fell around our faces like a curtain; shutting out the rest
of the world. His hand went under my shirt, and laid on my ribs. His hand felt like fire, setting my desires ablaze. "Sit
up," I told him. He sat back on his knees, and I sat up to unbutton his shirt. Once I pushed his shirt off of his shoulders,
I pressed my lips all over his warm flesh. He grabbed the hem of my shirt, and pulled it over my head. He fumbled with the
hooks on my bra, until they came undone. He laid me back, and stared down at me. "Jade?" "Yes, Matt?" "Tell me you want me
to make love to you." "I do. I want you to make love to me. I want to feel you inside me. I want you to show me the love you've
kept bottled up for all these years."
He claimed my lips with a kiss that burned me to the core. His hands went between us, and he unfastened my jeans. He slowly
peeled them off, and tossed them to the floor. He stood from the couch, and undid his jeans as he stared down at me. I sat
up, and pushed his jeans down off of his hips. I started at his hip, placing kisses here and there, and worked my way up to
his chest. When our eyes met he said, "let me lead this time." "Lead away." "Lay back down." I did as instructed. He lifted
my right leg, and kissed from the top of my foot all the way up to my knee, then did the same to my left. He lifted my hand,
kissed the palm, then my wrist, then the inside of my elbow. Then, he closed his lips around my nipple, and gently sucked.
My breath caught in my throat, and after a moment, it came out in a moan.
"Matt, please..." I ran my fingers through his hair as he turned his attention to the other nipple. From there, he worked
his way up to my neck, as he slowly slid his length inside me. When he was in to the hilt, he stopped, closed his eyes, and
released a moan. He opened his eyes and stared into mine as he slowly pulled back, and plunged deeply into me. His thrusts
remained slow and deep, building the fire between us. Then, I felt the prickles of electricity build between my legs, until
it became lightening coursing throughout my body. Matt stopped moving. I could only guess it was because he was close to release
as well. He claimed my lips as he began thrusting faster than before. Then, he groaned, and collapsed on top of me. I softly
kissed his shoulder. "Jade, I would love to do that again, but I'm kinda tired." "Let's go to bed."
When I awoke in the morning, it was to the sound of the phone ringing. I groaned as I answered it. "Hello." "Did I wake
you up?" I laid my head back on the pillow. "Yeah, Mom. It's ok. What's up?" "I just got off the phone with Jeff Hardy." "Shit...
I can only imagine what he told you." "He said Matt's there with you." I turned my head to look at him, and saw him smiling
back at me. I smiled at him, and got lost in his eyes. "Jade?" "Yeah, Mom, he's here." "I can hear the smile in your voice.
He's laying beside you, isn't he?" "And he can probably hear every word you say." "Hi, Mom," Matt said. "Tell him hi." "I
think he heard you." "I think it's about damn time you two got together. Your father told me he asked if he could marry you,
and he's been dead for fourteen years." "Mom, I didn't find out about that until last night." "Well, get married, and get
it over with." "Mother!" Matt lay beside me, laughing. "I'm going back to sleep, Mom." "I doubt it." "Bye."
Even after I hung up the phone, Matt was laughing. I grabbed the blankets, and covered my head. He ducked under with me,
laid his hand on my arm, and kissed my shoulder. "The last thing I want to hear in the morning is my mother pushing me into
marriage. Especially when it hasn't even been twenty four hours." "She just wants you to be happy." "No, she wants grand-babies
before she dies." "Can you blame her? She's not getting any younger." "I know, Matt, but what can I do? I mean, we just started
seeing each other last night." "Accept my proposal."
I pushed the blankets off of us, and stared at him. "Are you serious?" He laughed. "Yes. We don't have to get married right
away. We can stay engaged for months, or years." I smiled at him. "Alright, Matt. I accept." "WOOHOOO!!" He rolled onto me,
wrapped his arms around me, and continued to roll until we fell on the floor. We were bound together by the blankets that
wrapped around us, and laughing like a couple school kids. He kissed me deeply. "I love you." "I love you, too, Matt."
"Nasty Love"
by Lords of Acid
Beautiful
So sensual
You are the foxy thing I always dream of
Adorable
So sexual
I've got the hots for you, when I look at you, love
Hot, hot, hot is the way you make me feel, boy
Wild, wild, wild bloody passion in the air
Love, love, love lay your nasty love on me, boy
I need a hot wild lover to cum all over me
Full of fire
Caught on desire
My body's pumping wild when I'm close to you, boy
Dangerous
But so sensuous
Every night I say "let me into your world"
Hot, Hot, hot is the way you make me feel, boy
Wild, wild, wild bloody passion in the air
Love, love, love, lay your nasty love on me, boy
I need a hot wild lover to cum all over me
Hot, Hot, hot is the way you make me feel, boy
Wild, wild, wild bloody passion in the air
Love, love, love, lay your nasty love on me, boy
I need a hot wild lover to cum all over me
Being with Matt was so much better than I had expected. He's everything a woman looks for in a man. The only disagreement
we had concerned the bedroom. He wasn't into all of my kinky fetishes. I dealt with it for awhile, because everything else
was so wonderful. And then, I went on their tour of Europe with him. When we got to the arena, the first face I saw, was the
last one I needed to. "Hey, Mark." He gave me a sexy grin. "Hey, Jade. What are you doing here?" "I'm, uh... I'm here with
my fiance." "Really? Who's the lucky guy?" "Matt." He gave me a weird look. "You're marrying your best friend?" His question
made me nervous. "Yeah. Well, maybe. I don't know." If Matt were with me, I wouldn't have questioned it. Since he went ahead
to his dressing room, and I had the ultra hot Undertaker in front of me, I was. He put his arm around my shoulders, and lead
me down the hall. "A bit of advice, darlin'. Just because you are good friends, it doesn't mean you will be great as a married
couple. Just ask Sara." I stopped him, and looked up into his eyes. "You and Sara..." He nodded. "A month ago." "It wasn't
because of..." I pointed back and forth between us. "No. She still doesn't know. We just couldn't stop fighting." I looked
down. "I'm sorry to hear that." "I'm not." We continued walking. "That woman would drive me insane as soon as I walked through
the door." We got to the end of the hall before he stopped and said, "we probably shouldn't be seen together. I don't want
to mess up what you and Matt have going." I gave him a sad smile, and thought, 'you didn't help with my doubts'. "Yeah. I
guess you're right." He leaned down. His goatee tickled my chin as he softly kissed me. "See ya later, Jade." I opened my
eyes. "Later, Mark." I stood there and watched as he walked off. Just before he turned the corner, Matt came up behind me,
and wrapped his arms around me. "There you are." "Yeah. I just got caught in a memory." "You were talking to him, weren't
you?" "Yeah." "Come on, baby. I have to get ready." "Ok." I followed him to his dressing room. I sat in the corner for the
entire show, catatonic to the rest of the world. Once the show was over, Matt came over, and gently shook me. "Hey, Jade.
Are you ready to go to the hotel?" "Huh? Oh.. Yeah." Once we got to the hotel, and were in bed, I asked Matt, "do you think
what we're doing is wrong?" "No. Why?" "We've been like brother and sister since we were little, and now were sleeping together,
and planning to marry each other." He wrapped his arms around my waist, and pulled me tight against his body. He slowly, gently
kissed me. When it ended, he asked, "did that feel wrong?" I smiled at him. "No." He kissed the spot on my neck that makes
me melt. "Did that?" "No, but..." "Shh..." He released me from his arms, and kissed a trail down to my navel. I sat up. "Um...
Matt, I don't really feel like having sex tonight. Do you mind?" He looked a little thrown off, but covered it with a smile.
"No, I don't mind. I'm a little sore, anyways." We curled up together, and fell asleep. The next morning, while Matt was working
out, I went down to the pool to swim. As I was swimming under the water, I ran into a wall; too soft to be the concrete side,
but too hard not to be a wall. When I returned to the surface, I stared into the green eyes of the wall. "Funny, running into
you here. Or, you running into me." "I'm not following you, Mark." "I didn't say you were." "What were you doing down there?"
"Boxing. You?" "Swimming. That is what a pool is for." I started off to do the back stroke, but he grabbed me, and pulled
me back. "What's your problem today?" "You!" I went under water, and swam to the stairs to get out. As I stepped out, he said,
"what the hell did I do? You ran into me." "It's not that, damn it! Last night, you added to my doubts about me and Matt.
Today, we're half naked in a pool together. And, damn it! Did you have to be so fucking gorgeous?" He smiled as he leaned
back, and floated in the water. "Did you really mean to say that last one?" "No, but fuck it! It's already out." He laughed.
"Come back in. I promise not to bite unless you want me to." "I don't think so." I grabbed my towel out of the chair, and
started drying off. I heard him get out of the pool, but I ignored him. Atleast, until he came up to me, and spun me around.
"What's really wrong?" With a sigh, I sat in the chair, and looked up at him. "Have you ever found something you like, but
someone is keeping you from having it?" "Like you?" "I'm serious." "I wasn't laughing." "I can't marry 'missionary Matt'."
He tried to keep from laughing. "You don't want to marry him, because he won't let you ride him?" "Forget I said anything,"
I said as I stood up. As I walked away, he pulled the towel off of my waist. I turned to look at him, and he began stalking
me. "What are you up to, Mark?" I asked as I backed away. "You're getting back in that pool with me." "No, I'm not." "You
have no choice." He ran after me, and I tried to escape, but he caught me from behind. Instead of throwing me in, he wrapped
me in his arms, and jumped in. As we slowly rose to the surface, he pushed me back against the wall. I grabbed on to the ledge
as we came up. "Don't move," he said before taking a deep breath, and going back under. Within seconds, he was toying with
my bikini bottoms. I reached under, grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled him up. "What the hell do you think you are doing?"
"Giving you a little more excitement than your man is." "I need a solution, not more problems." "Leave him. I'm in room 328."
"Mark, I can't just..." And then he slid his finger in me. "You want to," he whispered. "Not here." "Why can't you leave him
while we're over here?" "No, I mean you. Not down here. Let's go to your room." He went up to his room first. I waited a few
minutes before following him, so Matt wouldn't get suspicious if he saw us togather. When I got up to his room, and he let
me in, he grabbed at the string on my top. "Hey, take it easy. I do have to wear this again." "Maybe you should take it off,
then." "You first." I grabbed the strings on his trunks, untied them, then pulled them down. I let his length slide across
my skin as I stood in front of him. I pushed him back onto the bed, before untying the strings on my top. He sat back against
the headboard and watched me take the bottoms off. Once my bikini lay on the floor, I crawled up his body. "You'll satisfy
my kinky fetishes, won't you?" "Darlin', I'll do anything you want me to." "I want you to get rough with me." He lifted my
hips, and aligned his length for entry. "You might want to hold on, then." Then, he pushed me down on his shaft. He guided
my hips as I rode him, harder and faster until I had an orgasm unlike any I'd had since our last encounter. As I went limp
in his arms, and leaned against him, he asked, "are you ok?" I sat up and smiled at him. "I'm in heaven." He gave me a pop
on the ass, then pushed me over onto the mattress. "On your knees." I obeyed his command, and he entered me. "Oh, hell..."
He grabbed my hair in his hand, and pulled it back as he thrust into me. It didn't take me long to reach the next peak. This
time, he reached his right after me. He wrapped an arm around my ribs, and pulled me with him onto our sides. "Are you sure
you don't want to leave him?" He nuzzled my neck, as I thought of the answer. "I can't. Not while we're on the road." "When
you go home?" "I will let you know." "You wouldn't let me play with you while I was married, but it's ok for you to use me
while you're with Matt?" "Eye for an eye, hun." He brushed a few hairs out of my face. "I'll let it slide while we're on the
road, but you need to choose. You can't have your good guy, and your bad guy, too." I ran a finger down his arm. "I can't
keep you chained in the basement?" "Darlin', you're not going to keep me chained anywhere. Maybe to you, but nothing else."
"I know, Mark." I continued playing with his arms. "Good guy, or good sex?" "You didn't give me much of a chance to show you
that I can be a good guy." I looked up at the clock. "And, I'm not going to get a chance to find out today. Matt should be
wrapping up his work out." I hopped out of bed, and put my bikini back on. Before heading to the door, I leaned over the bed,
and kissed him. "I'll get back to you as soon as I can."
N.I.B
by Black Sabbath
Some people say my love cannot be true
please believe me, my love, and I'll show you
I will give you those things you thought unreal
The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal
Oh yeah!
Follow me now and you will not regret
leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
forever with me 'till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
before you know the way I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
Oh yeah!
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand
Oh yeah!
Follow me now and you will not regret
leaving the life you led before we met
You are the first to have this love of mine
forever with me 'till the end of time
Your love for me has just got to be real
before you know the way I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
I'm going to feel
Oh yeah!
Now I have you with me, under my power
Our love grows stronger now with every hour
Look into my eyes, you will see who I am
my name is Lucifer, please take my hand
We were all at the show in Munich, Germany, after a train ride that took a couple hours. That's where the shit hit the
fan. I was standing in the hall at the arena, talking to Mark. He leaned down, and whispered, "I'd take you again, right now,"
in my ear. Neither one of us saw or heard Matt coming our way. "I'd let you," I replied. "What's going on here?" "Oh. Hey,
hun. Mark was just telling me that Vince won't let him try his new move in the ring." "And, he had to whisper that in your
ear? You just said it out loud." I looked up at Mark, and giggled. "Ooops..." "It's alright, darlin'. I don't see him around."
Matt eyed us suspiciously. "I think there's something else going on here." "You're paranoid, Matt. I was just talking to Mark."
"Yeah. That's what worries me." "Why? Because we've slept together?" I asked in a harsh whisper. He looked up at Mark. "Yes."
"Then, why don't you flip out when I talk to Sean? Or do you think I only held his hand?" Then, he turned visibly angry. "Sean
wasn't the last guy that fucked you before me." Mark looked at us nervously. "Uh... I don't think I should be in the middle
of this." "I'll talk to whom ever I damn well please, whether I've fucked them or not. You will not control me, Matt." "You
want to fuck him again, don't you?" "Um... I'm going to take off," Mark said. "No, Mark. You might want to stick around for
this." I looked Matt dead in the eyes. "You're right. I do. Atleast he doesn't make me stay on my back. And this morning,
when he..." Mark covered my mouth with his hand. Matt looked up at Mark. "When you what?" he growled. Mark pushed me behind
his body. "When I fucked her like a dog in heat." I peeked at Matt from around Mark's arm. "Is that the truth, Jade?" "He
fucked me so good that I can't wait for the next round." Mark reached around, and patted me on the ass. "Go get your bags,
babe. You can hang out in my dressing room." I had to pass by Matt to get to his dressing room. He stared at me as I walked
passed. "Don't even think about it, boy. She's mine now." I went down the hall to the dressing room, and gathered my bags.
As I did, I looked down at the ring Matt had given me. I slid it off of my finger, and put it in his bag. I grabbed my bags,
and went back to where Matt and Mark were still standing. As I passed Matt, he called me a bitch. Mark slapped him. "What
did you call my woman?" "A whore. That's what she is." Mark punched him. As Matt's head tilted with the blow, he hit his head
on the concrete wall. He fell to the ground in a heap. "Matt!" I dropped my bags, and kneeled beside him. He stirred, then
looked up at me. "Get away from me, you slut." I don't know why I did it, but I punched him. A second later, two large arms
wrapped around me, and lifted me off of the floor. "He's not worth it, babe." Mark set me on my feet, then grabbed one of
my bags. As I grabbed the other, I looked down at Matt. Then, I followed Mark to his dressing room. Once we were in the room,
I tossed my bag next to the other, and wrapped my arms around Mark. "Are you ok, darlin'?" "Yeah. I just wish I didn't have
to hurt him." "He'll get over it. I have to get ready for the show." "Ok, hun." "When I'm done for the night, we'll go get
a room, ok?" "Ok." He leaned down, and softly kissed me, before going to his gear bag, and getting out his costume. Later
on, while Mark was in the ring, there was a knock on the door. Before opening the door, I asked who was there. "It's Shannon."
I opened the door, and let him in. "Are you going to chew me out?" "For what?" "For splitting up with Matt." He sighed as
he took my hands in his. "Sis, all I want is for you to be happy." "I don't think I could have been truely happy if I stayed
with Matt. It was a bit awkward, and not to go into detail, but he couldn't satisfy me." "You left because he's not good in
bed?" "I didn't say he wasn't. He just couldn't give me what I wanted." "Too small?" "It's not Matt, ok!? It's me. And, if
we got married, and I wasn't completely happy with our relationship, I would wind up making Matt miserable. I don't want to
do that to him. I don't want to wind up divorcing him later on. I'd rather he found somebody that can be happy with him, and
that he loves, than waste his time." "And, Mark?" "What about him?" "Is he the kind of guy you want to marry?" I sighed. "Shan,
I don't know. I like him, a lot. Right now, I think he's the kind of guy I need." "A roll in the hay?" "He's more than that.
He protects me. He listens to me. I'm not putting him on a pedestal, or anything, but he is a good guy." He let go of my hands,
and gave me a brotherly hug. "Matt wanted me to come talk you out of leaving him." "I had a feeling..." "But, I'm not going
to. It's your decision." "I'm not going back to him, Shan. He deserves more than I can give him." "I didn't think I could
change your mind, but I had to try, for Matt." "I'm sorry you wound up in the middle." "Don't worry about it, J. Just know
that whatever happens, I'm here for you." "Thanks, bro."
(5)Breaking Up is Hard on Everyone
The day after we made it back to the states, I awoke to someone pounding on the front door. I looked over at Mark, who
was still sound asleep. I got out of bed, put on my robe, and went to answer the door. As I opened the door, i said, "you
had better have a damn good reason for..." My eyes went wide. "Hey, Jeff." "Get dressed, J. We're going for breakfast." "But,
Mark..." "Taker can find his own breakfast. We need to talk." "There's nothing to talk about." "The hell there isn't. Now,
go get dressed. Your mom is waiting on us." "Did you tell my mother?" "No, but she thinks she is going shopping for a wedding
dress with you." I sighed. "Come in."
I went up stairs, and got dressed. While I was in the process, Mark woke up. "G'mornin', beautiful." "Mornin', hun." "What's
the rush?" "Jeff is down stairs." "Jeff who?" "Matt's brother." With a groan, he closed his eyes. "Tell him to go away." "I
can't, babe. He brought my mother with him." He sat up. "Your mom is here?" "Yes." He reached for his bag, and pulled out
some clean clothes. I went over to the top of the stairs. "Jeff, will you call my mom in?" "No." I growled, as I turned toward
Mark. "Should I wear long sleeves?" "It doesn't matter. She has tattoos." He slipped a T-shirt over his head, then followed
me down stairs.
"The invitation was for you only," Jeff said. "Get bent. You're not going to talk about Mark behind his back." I went out
the door, to see my mom. Before I reached the car, Jeff grabbed my arm, and turned me around. "You're not going to tell her
right now." I smiled as I saw Mark step up behind Jeff. "She might want to know why another man just walked out of my house."
I pulled my arm out of his grasp. My mom got out of the car. "What's going on here, Jade?" "Jeff is being a prick." He let
out a humorless laugh. "I'm being a prick? If you wouldn't have..." "HOLD ON! Jeff, Jade, somebody tell me what happened."
I sighed as I stepped over to my mom. "Momma, I broke it off with Matt while we were in Germany." "Why? What happened?"
"Your daughter slept with his co-worker," Jeff said. "Hey, for the record, your brother only told me about his obsession with
me to split me and Mark up." My mom looked beyond me and Jeff. "I take it you are Mark?" "Yes, ma'am." She sighed. "Alright.
Everybody in the house." "But, Mom..."Jeff and I said. "Now!"
Once we were inside, Mom looked at Mark. "What's your side of the story?" "Your daughter wasn't happy with Matt, so she
came back to me." "How long were you two together, before Matt?" "Two days." Her jaw fell open, as she turned to me. "Two
days?" "He was married then. When I found out, I cut it off." "And now?" "I've been divorced for a few months now, ma'am."
Mom looked at me. "I'm disappointed, Jade." "Why? Because I took your advice?" "What do you mean?" "You're the one that
taught me to go for what I want, to not settle for second best, to live life my way, and not listen to the ney-sayers." She
looked down, trying to hide the grin on her lips. "I'm glad you listened to some of the things I told you." She sighed. "I
just don't get it. You two were best friends. How could he make you unhappy?" I looked at Jeff, then Mark, then back to Mom.
"It has to do with taking it to the next level." She almost giggled. "Sex?" "I was trying not to make the guys uncomfortable,
but yes. If he's not willing to make me happy in bed, then why should I believe he is willing to make me happy in other aspects
of our relationship?"
Jeff stood back snickering. "Missionary Matt screws up the big one." "Jeffrey! How can you call your brother that." "He's
right, Mom." "That's what she called him before she left him, ma'am." She sighed. "I had to ride for two hours listening to
Jeff's music, so I can pick out a wedding dress with you. Now I find out your not getting married..." "I will one of these
days, Momma, but not to Matt."
There was another knock on the door. I went to the door and opened it. Upon seeing who was on the other side, I slammed
it shut. "Jeffrey Hardy! I'm going to kill you!" "Oh, shit. It must be Matt." Matt opened the door, and popped his head in.
"Did we come at a bad time?" "Nah. Perfect timing to witness the murder of your brother! Who's we?" "I have Shannon and Shane
with me." "Bring them in. I can tell all of you at once."
Once they were all inside, and seated in the living room, I paced in front of them. "Matt, Jeff, Shan & Shane, let
me make this plain and simple. I am not going to marry Matt. I am not getting back together with him. I'd love to be his friend
like we were before, but I don't want any of you trying to set us back up, again!" I took a moment to catch my breath. I was
so angry, that my adrenaline was pumping. "If you guys haven't noticed, I have a man here with me. He is the one I chose for
myself. Not because I felt I owed my father, not because I felt I owed him, and not because everyone wants to see us get married.
Can you all stop trying to play big brother, and let me live my life?" "I already told you I was giving up on it," Shannon
said. "Jeff said you wanted to talk to all of us, so here we are."
I glared at Jeff. "I guess he wanted me to explain my actions. Well, I have." I looked at all four of them, and sighed.
"Look, I love you guys like my brothers. To be honest, I love Matt as more than that, but I'd rather he was with someone that
could be happy with him. I wasn't, and I'd only make him miserable if I'm not happy." I turned toward Matt. "Do you understand?"
He nodded, then stood. Just as I thought he was going to walk out the door, he stepped to me, and gave me a hug. After about
a minute, Mark cleared his throat. Before he stepped away, I whispered, "I'm sorry, Matt." He laid his hand on my cheek, and
wiped away a tear that fell. "We both knew it might not work out."
Matt looked up at Mark. "If you ever hurt her..." "It would take all four of you to do anything. Just remember that. And,
whether you want to admit it, or not, I'm not the evil man you think I am." Matt stepped away from me, and Mark wrapped me
in his arms protectively. I laid my hand on his wrist, and leaned my head on his arm. "Well, boys, since Jeff got us all up
at an ungodly hour, I say he has to buy everyone breakfast," Mom said. "Even Mark?" he asked. "You owe him, now." The boys
slowly walked to the door. "Does anyone else think Taker and Jade as a couple is weird?" Shane asked. They all raised their
hands, as they walked out.
I smiled at Mom. "Thank you." "For what?" "For being here. If you weren't here to keep the boys in line, this could have
been one hell of a mess." She looked up at Mark, then back at me. "If you want to thank me, tell me he's what you're looking
for in a husband, and we'll call it even." "MOM!" "I'm not getting any younger, girl. I want grandbabies." She followed the
boys out to the cars. Mark leaned down and kissed my neck. "We can work on the kids when we get back. Once we get that done,
we can plan a wedding," he laughed. "Don't even joke like that. You'll only encourage her." I turned around in his arms. I
wrapped my arms around his waist. "You're a sweetheart for putting up with that." "It was worth it." He leaned down, and kissed
me, before leading me out to the car.
(6)Fooled Around, and Fell in Love
I must have been through about a million girls
I'd love 'em then I'd leave 'em alone I didn't care how much they cried, no sir Their tears left me cold as a stone
But then I fooled around and fell in love I fooled around and fell in love, yes I did I fooled around and fell
in love, I fooled around and fell in love
It used to be when I'd see a girl that I liked I'd get out my book and write down her name But when the grass
got a little greener over on the other side I'd just tear out that page
I fooled around and fell in love I fooled around and fell in love, since I met you baby I fooled around and
fell in love, I fooled around and fell in love
Free, on my own is the way I used to be Ah, but since I met you baby, love's got a hold on me It's got a hold
on me now, I can't let go of you baby
I fooled around and fell in love I fooled around and fell in love, oh yes I did I fooled around, fooled around,
fooled around, fooled around, fooled around, fooled around, fell in love Fooled around, fooled around, fooled around,
fooled around, fooled around, fooled around, fell in love I fooled around, fell in love I fell in love, I fell
in love, yes I did
Mark and I stuck it out for six months. Then, one day he came into my place, grinning like the Cheshire cat. "Hey, baby."
"Hey, hun. Why are you all smiles?" He picked me up, and set me on the counter. "Because I have the most wonderful woman in
the world. And, tonight, I'm taking her out on the town." He leaned forward and kissed me. "What's this all about?" "Do I
need a reason to take you out?" "No, but..." "Ok, then. Go get dressed." "Mark, what is the big rush?" "Trust me, will you?"
He kissed me again, before going to get ready. 'What has gotten into that man?' I asked myself.
I did as he said, and got dressed up, and put make-up on. He took me out to a resteraunt with a view of downtown. Once
we were seated, I looked out the window a moment, then turned to look at him. He seemed uncomfortable in his suit. "Who are
you, and what did you do with my Mark?" "What's wrong?" "You did a complete 180 from the guy I'm used to." Before he could
say anything, the waiter came by, and filled our glasses with champaigne. When he left, I asked Mark, "did you have this set
up?" "I set it up last week. Why?" "What are we celebrating?" "I'm trying to get you drunk. Drink it." I grabbed my glass,
closed my eyes against the horrible taste, and sipped it.
Our meal was silent for the most part. I caught him smiling at me a few times when he thought I wasn't looking. "Alright,
what is going on? I've seen you smile more tonight, than the whole time we've been together." "Do I need a reason to smile?"
"It's very uncharacteristic of you." He chuckled. "I'm in a good mood for once." I let it rest until our meal was done.
Once the plates were cleared away, the waiter came back over to us. "Are you ready, sir?" "Not yet. We're going to finish
our drinks first." "I shall return when you are finished, then." "Thank you." As he walked away, I asked Mark, "ready for
what?" "Dessert." "I don't think I could eat anymore." "You don't eat this one." I looked at him for a moment. "What?" "What
are you up to?" "Finish your drink, and you'll find out."
We both knocked back our drinks, and waited for the waiter. "Now, sir?" "Yes." Mark got out of his chair, and helped me
out of mine. We followed the waiter to a door. When he opened it, I noticed that there were stairs. "Ladies first," Mark said.
I went up the stairs, and quickly realized they lead to the top of the building. I looked at the skyline as I walked to the
edge. I leaned on the edge, and looked over the side. I stepped back when I saw how high up we were. When I did, I ran into
Mark. He wrapped me in his arms. "I'm not going to let you fall." "I'm afraid of heights. I should have known better than
to look down." "Just look straight." I closed my eyes, and leaned my head back as the wind whipped around us.
"You know, I brought you up here for a reason." "What is that?" He let go of me, then stood beside me, staring. I turned
to look at him. "Mark? Are you ok? You look..." He adjusted his pant legs, and went down on one knee. "...nervous." I covered
my mouth with my hands, as it all became clear. "Give me those. I want to see your face." I giggled as I slid my hands in
his. "I spoke to your mother today." "What?" "I asked her if she would mind having me for a son-in-law. She said only if you
say yes." He let go of my left hand, and pulled a box out of his pocket. "Will you marry me?" "Oh, Mark... Yes!" He took the
ring out of the box, and slid it on my finger. Without looking at the ring, I wrapped my arms around his neck.
I looked down into his eyes. I can't explain what I felt for him in that moment. It was so much more than love. I leaned
down, and kissed him. "Let's continue this celebration at your house." "Alright." "I brought some toys for you." I laid my
hands on his neck. "What kind of toys?" "The kind lovers play with." "Mmm... Then, let's go play."
(7)S+M (A Love Song)
by Kidney Thieves
Distant son, nova fucker Hit and run to another Took from you, from me Lash and caress in between Hit the
target won an animal Got a piece, a trace, a slip inside Tore a page from the bind
Handed a twisted sadistic Wanted you to fix it Chant, cry, moan, lie Tender garden bang to dry
Pound the love outta me, beat the love outta me
Best I can do, pleasure/pain Too close to you, I'll blow your ash away Took from you, from me Brutally
Pound the love outta me, beat the love outta me [catch me if you can, butter a scent on your hand]
wigs, whips, chains tied you laughed, I cried
all I wanted is all you wanted.
We set the wedding date for mid-July --four months from the day he asked me. My mom was extatic, and after a few arguements,
the guys were happy about it, as well. But, once that commitment was in place between Mark and myself, he decided to show
me a much darker side to his love making. A side that would scare most women, but as he found out, I am no ordinary woman.
Most of the S&M was unbelievable. We shared the pleasure and pain equally. But, when he took me to his home, to show me
his "dungeon", I wondered what kind of mess I had gotten myself into.
"Mideivel torture devices?" "Depending on how you use them, yes." "How many women have you brought in here?" "Only a few.
It's hard to find a woman that will trust me in here." "I can see why. I have to admit, I'm a little worried about this."
He came up behind me, and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "We can ease into this kind of stuff." I stared at the stretching
table. "The table... There's no way you can fit on it." He sucked in a sharp breath. "I don't share these toys, J."
We spent some time in the "dungeon" that night. He showed me how some of the devices worked, and explained how they could
be used for pleasure. The one we used that night was very basic, considering. It was a steel apparatus with cuffs hanging
from it. It was meant to keep the "slave" chained into position with their arms and legs spread, and standing upright. Everything
seemed to be fine as he whipped, and teased me, and I begged him for his seed.
The next morning, when I awoke, I was in his bed. He was looking down at me, as I opened my eyes. "Hey, handsome," I sighed.
"G'mornin', beautiful. It's time to wake up, or you'll miss your flight." "Ok." "Are you sure you don't want me to come with
you?" "Yes. You'd be bored if you did. Mom and I are just going to pack some stuff, and pick out my dress." He nuzzled my
neck. "Are you wearing white?" I laughed. "You'll find out on our wedding day." He groaned as he laid back.
As I sat up, my back seemed to peel off of the sheets. As I sat on the edge, trying to gather the strength to stand, he
leaned over, and licked my back. "Mark, knock it off. That's just weird." "Why? I've licked every other part of your body."
"Yeah, but I'm sweaty." He just chuckled as he laid back. I took a shower, while he got dressed. Then, he took me to the airport.
Once the plane landed in NC, and we all exited, I saw Matt waiting for me at the gate. "Hey! What are you doing here?"
"Jeff and I came in with your mom. I volunteered to pick you up." "Well, let's get my bag." As I walked past him toward the
luggage carousel, he said, "hey, J, are you ok?" "Yeah. Why?" "The back of your shirt is covered with red streaks. It looks
like fresh blood." I muttered a curse word. "What's going on, J?" "I guess Mark and I were playing a little too rough last
night." "He did this to you?" "Matt, before you jump to conclusions, I let him do this to me." "Why?" "There's a fine line
between pain and pleasure."
He grabbed my bag as it came around the carousel, and carried it out to the car. Once we were in our seats, and he had
the key in the ignition, he just sat there, puzzled. "I... I can't let you do it." "Do what?" "Marry Taker." I laughed. "I
don't think you have much of a choice." "I can't let you marry a man that is going to hurt you." "Jesus, Matt! Mark and I
enjoy it." "But, what if it goes too far? He could wind up killing you." "Well, if you would have been open minded enough
to try it, I wouldn't be engaged to him right now!"
I could see the hurt in his eyes as soon as it was out of my lips. I didn't mean to hurt him, but when I get angry, I can't
control my mouth. I leaned my head back, and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, Matt. I shouldn't have said that." "But you did,
and you're right." I laid my hand on his, as I looked at him. "I don't want to fight with you anymore." He turned and smiled
at me. "I just worry about you." "I know, and I appreciate it. But, I'm still going to marry Mark." His smile slowly faded.
He took off his V1 shirt, and handed it to me. "You need to change your shirt before Mom sees you like that." "Thanks, Matt."
I stripped out of the bloody shirt. "Jesus, J! What the fuck has he been doing to you? You have bruises from him biting
you on your shoulder, your breasts, your stomach..." "You'd flip if you saw my ass." "Jade..." "Look, he didn't do anything
to me that I didn't ask or allow him to. It's gothic sex. We do a lot of things that most people would find sick. And, trust
me, he isn't in much better shape." "You do this to him?" "Well... he has the bite marks." He started the car as I put his
shirt on. "Maybe I'm safer now that we aren't together." I laughed. "If you say so, Missionary Matt." "I hate that name."
The ride to the house was pretty quiet. Once there, Jeff met us at the door. "Hey, J. Um... What are you doing in Matt's
shirt?" "Long story." I looked around, but didn't see Mom. "Mom? Where are you?" I yelled out. "I'm in your room. I'm about
to start on your closet." "Oh, shit!" I ran up the stairs, but it was too late. She sat in front of the open closet door.
"What in the hell..." When she noticed me, she pulled out the box filled with Mark and I's toys. "What are you doing with
all of this?" I gave her an innocent grin. "With what?" "Handcuffs, whips, paddles, motion lotion, skimpy leather... A "love-knife"!?"
"Oh... It was here when I moved in." "Why didn't you throw it away?" "I don't know. I'll take care of it now, Mom." I took
the box from her, and carried it down stairs. I grabbed my keys out of my purse, took the box out to the car, and put it in
the trunk.
(8)Wish You Were Here
by Rednex
[chorus]: Wish you were here, me oh my countryman Wish you were here Wish you were here, don't you know the
stove is getting colder and I miss you like hell and I'm feeling blue
[chorus]
I've got feelings for
you babe Do you still feel the same From the first time I laid my eyes on you I felt joy of living I saw heaven
in your eyes, in your eyes
[chorus]
I miss your laugh, I miss your smile I miss everything about you Every
seconds like a minute Every minute's like a day When you're far away
Wish you were here The stove is getting
colder baby I wish you were here Wish you were here A battlefield of love and fear And I wish you were here
I've got feelings for you babe From the first time I laid my eyes on you
[chorus]
That night, Mom, Matt and Jeff stayed at my house. Mom was up in bed, and the guys were watching a movie in the living
room , as they tried to fall asleep. I went in the kitchen, sat on the island, and called Mark. "Hey, beautiful." "Hey, handsome.
Were you in bed?" "Not yet. Why aren't you in bed?" "I was kicked out of bed tonight. My Mom and the Hardys are over here."
The line went silent. "Mark?" "I'm here, babe. If you were kicked out of bed, where are you going to sleep?" "The recliner.
The boys are on the couches." I smiled as I realized he was jealous that Matt was there.
"I wish you were here, hun." "You didn't want me there, remember?" "I said you would be bored here. I never said I didn't
want you here. Besides, it's probably a good thing you weren't here today. Mom found our box right after I got here." I could
tell he was trying to keep from laughing. "What did you tell her?" "That it was here when I moved in." "Where is it now?"
"I have it in the trunk. Uh... Hun, we need to talk about our little fetish." "What about it?" "You think we can keep it to
a minimum until after the wedding?" "Why? What's wrong?" "My shirt had blood all over the back when I got off the plane. When
I changed my shirt, Matt saw the bite marks." "What did he say about it?" "He thinks we're insane. He's worried about me marrying
you if we're going to carry on like this. He's... He's really worried that you might accidently kill me." "Baby, there is
no safer way, than with the one that loves you." "I know. Besides, the dress I have in mind, all of the marks would show."
He chuckled. "Alright, babe."
"What did you do after I left?" "I've been trying to get the house ready for you to move in, and ready for the wedding."
I laid back on the counter. "I know it's only been a few hours, but I miss you, hun." I could hear the smile in his voice
as he said, "oh, yeah? What do you miss about me?" I smiled as I answered. "Your arms. Your lips. Your eyes. Your cock..."
As I said the last, Matt walked in the kitchen. Mark groaned through the phone. "Keep going." "I would, but I'm not alone.
Tell you what... Mom and I are going to look for a dress tomorrow. Why don't you come here once you come off the road? By
then, Mom would be back home, and so would the guys." "Alright. Until then, my bride, I love you." "I love you too, Mark."
"Sweet dreams." "Goodnight."
I sat up as I hung up the cordless phone. "You would have had phone sex with him if I hadn't come in, wouldn't you?" I
blushed and smiled. "Maybe." "I should have stayed on the couch then. Jeff and I were enjoying the conversation." I laughed.
"I can't help it, Matt. Things between Mark and I are so white hot... I can't explain it, but he is like no other man I have
ever met." Matt wrapped his arms around my waist, and I laid my head on his shoulder. "I understand, J." He just held me for
a moment, the warm familiarity of his arms comforting me. "Come on. Come watch the movie with us." "Alright."
I followed Matt into the living room. I bent over to pick up my blanket that fell on the floor. As I did, my shirt lifted
in back, and Jeff saw the marks. "J, show me your back." "No." "Dammit, J. Either you show me, or I'll rip that shirt off
of you." "Jeff, leave her alone." "No. Is Taker doing that to you?" "That's between me and him. Now, let it rest." "Not until
I see." I growled as I lifted the back of my shirt up to my neck. "Fuck! Have you read your back?" "Read it?" Matt and I both
echoed. "It says 'love is pain' in bruises and scratches."
I ran into the bathroom, and took off my shirt. I grabbed the hand held mirror, and turned my back to the wall mirror.
As I stared at it, Matt came in. "How in the hell..." "Jade, whether you want to admit it or not, he is abusing you." "And
neither one of us is going to let you marry him, if he's going to treat you like that," Jeff said from the doorway. "I allowed
him to do this to me. Not the words, but the bruises and scratches." "Why?" "Oh, come on... We've talked about S&M before..."
"I've never done anything like this to a girl." "Well, we were just talking about taking it down a notch." "Until after the
wedding. What will he do to you then?" Jeff asked.
Jeff shook his head as he went back to the living room. "Turn around, J. You need some doctoring." While he pulled the
peroxide and gauze pads out of the box, I turned around, and stared at myself in the mirror. Bite marks peeked out of my bra,
and a few scratches could be seen on my chest. I snapped back to the moment when Matt unfastened my bra. "Hey..." "I need
it out of the way. If you're uncomfortable with me doing it, I can have Jeff come do it." I put my head down. "No. That's
ok." "Besides, it's not like I haven't seen them already." "Matt..." "I was joking. Hold still. This is going to sting."
It took him probably thirty minutes to clean the wounds and put cream on them. Once he finished, he refastened my bra.
When I stood up straight, he stared at me in the mirror. His face showed no emotion. Those chocolate brown eyes bore into
my soul. "You were safer with me," he said before walking out.
(9)Personal Jesus
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
Take second best
Put me to the test
Things on your chest
You need to confess
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus...
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer
I will deliver
You know I'm a forgiver
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus...
Reach out and touch faith
When I woke in the morning, it was because Matt was shaking me. "Jade, wake up. I'm taking Mom home." "Why? What happened?"
"My dad said someone broke into her house last night. She has to make sure everything is there. I go back on the road tomorrow,
so I need to go back anyways." "Ok, Matt." "Jeff's going to stay with you." "Ok. Let me up." He moved, and I sat up to stretch.
I got up, and hugged Mom. "Make sure Mr. Hardy goes through the house with you, in case someone decided to spend the night."
"He's at the house waiting for me to get there." "Be carefull, Momma." "I will. Bye." "Bye."
She walked out the door to get in the car. Matt laid his hands on my shoulders. "If anything happens, you know how to reach
me." "I know." "When is Taker going to be back here?" "Not until he comes off the road Wednesday." "I'll be back here Tuesday."
"Matt..." I wrapped my arms around his waist, and hugged him. "You can't keep protecting me from him." "I will for as long
as I can." I stood on my toes, and kissed his cheek. "You're a sweetheart. Be carefull. Call me when you two get to Mom's."
"I will." Almost reluctantly, we let go of each other. He walked out the door, and I locked it behind him.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you still love my brother," Jeff said. I smiled as I turned toward him. "I have to
confess, I do." "And?" "And what, Jeff? I'm about to marry Mark. I can't keep going back and forth between the two of them."
"So, choose Matt, and stay with him. You were meant to be a Hardy." "Why don't I marry you then? I'd still be a Hardy," I
said sarcastically. "If that's what it takes to get you away from Taker, I will marry you."
I was speechless for a moment. He came up to me, and wrapped me in his arms. "I don't like what he does to you, J. And,
whether you like it or not, Matt and I are going to protect you from guys like him until we die." "I know, Jeff." "We're not
kids anymore. We don't want you to get hurt. You're a beautiful woman. You deserve better." He tilted my chin up, and tenderly
kissed my cheek.
I slowly pulled away from him, as I looked into his hazel eyes. "I'm gonna go crawl in bed. It's too early to be up." "Do
you mind if I bunk with you? The couch is killing my back." "Might as well. I'm probably dreaming anyways. Just leave your
sweats on." He laughed as he followed me up the stairs.
The sun was high in the sky when we awoke. It took me a moment to realize Jeff was "spooned" against my body, with his
arms around me. I didn't think anything about it, until I opened my eyes, and saw Mark sitting in the chair across the room.
I smiled at him. "Hey handsome." "What's going on here, Jade?" "Oh, come on, Taker. We're just friends," Jeff said. "It sure
as hell doesn't look like it from here." He glared at me. "You got tired of Matt, and came back to me. What happened? Did
you get tired of me, and go on to Jeff?" "Nothing happened between us, Mark. Jesus, he's like a brother to me." "Yeah, that's
what you said about Matt, and you almost married him."
Jeff and I sat up, and looked at Mark. "Look, if you can't understand the relationship I have with the Hardys, maybe we
should just call off the wedding." "Maybe we should call off our entire relationship," he added. I got out of bed, and slipped
the engagement ring off of my finger. I walked over to him, and laid it in his palm. "I'm not going to throw away the twenty-two
years that I've known Matt and Jeff for a man that can only get his rocks off by beating me." He handed me his key to the
front door. "I hope between the two of them, they can satisfy you, you nympho." He stood, and pushed me out of the way. I
landed on the bed beside Jeff. He jumped to go after Mark. "Jeff, let him go." Mark gave him a sideways grin. "Yeah, boy."
I looked up at him. "I think you should leave. Now!"
While he went down the stairs, I stood at the top, watching until he was out the door. I went down the stairs, and locked
the door. I went back up, and laid back down. My eyes stung from unshed tears. When the first spilled from the corner of my
eye, Jeff wiped it away. "I told you, you were meant to be a Hardy." I laughed through my tears. "How do you figure?" "The
only ones that would understand your relationship with me and Matt are me and Matt." He opened his arms to me. "Come on. You
can cry on my shoulder." I scooted closer, and laid my head on his chest. While his right arm squeezed me against his body,
his left hand brushed my hair out of my face.
As my sobbing slowed to a stop, I asked him, "what should I do now? Crawl back to Matt on hands and knees?" "Or give someone
else a try." "But, you were right. No one is going to understand our relationship, except you and Matt." He softly kissed
the corner of my eye. In my emotional state, I was slow to realize his point. "Jeff, are you..." He leaned his head down,
and softly, slowly kissed me. I closed my eyes as I responded to his lips. When he ended the kiss, I stared into his eyes.
"What about Matt?" In a husky voice he replied, "Matt had his chance, and screwed it up." "But..." "He doesn't have to know
anything, unless we know it will work out."
I rolled onto my back, to put a little distance between us. "Jeff, if this is a joke, it's not funny." He slid his hand
under my shirt. My body shuddered from the warmth of his hand on my skin. His hand slid up, and pinched my nipple. "Does this
feel like a joke," he asked while rolling my nipple between his thumb and finger. I bit my lip, and tried to keep from moaning.
With his other hand, he pushed my shirt up to my neck.
Just then, the phone rang. "Don't answer it," he whispered. "I have to. It's probably Matt. He'll drive back here if I
don't." Jeff leaned over me, grabbed the cordless phone from the nightstand, and handed it to me. I pushed the button, and
said hello. "Hey, J. We made it." "Hey, Matt. How bad is it?" As I listened to Matt, Jeff ran his hands over my stomach, and
fondled my breasts. "We haven't walked through the house yet, but it doesn't look too bad."
Jeff replaced his hands with his mouth. I couldn't keep my moan from escaping. "Are you ok, J?" "Yeah. I'm just stretching.
I haven't got out of bed yet." "Is Jeff up and around?" "I don't think so. He would have got the phone if he was, so he must
be asleep." He looked up at me and winked as he smiled. I put my finger to my lips. "Hey, Matt, I need to get up and around
here. Have Mom call me when she's done going through the house." "Ok. Have Jeff call my cell later on." "Alright. Bye." I
hung up before he got the chance to say bye.
As one hand set the phone on the nightstand, the other tunneled through Jeff's hair. "Jeff, if this is a joke you have
to stop now." With my nipple clamped between his teeth, he said, "I'm not joking, Jade." He released my nipple, then moved
up to claim my lips. His tongue was soft and warm as it danced with mine. He left my lips, and traveled down my neck. "Jeff?"
"Hmm?" "This is wrong on so many levels..." He stopped, and looked down at me. "Do you want me to stop?" "Hell no." My arms
went around him, as I leaned forward to kiss him. I lightly scraped my nails down his back, until I reached the waistband
of his sweatpants.
He ended the kiss, and stared into my eyes. "Touch me." I slid my hand between us, then into his sweats. I wrapped my hand
around his long shaft. His skin felt like velvet, but the flesh beneath was as hard as steel. He moaned as I slowly stroked
his length. I leaned up and kissed his neck. He pulled away from me, and sat on his heels. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt,
and pulled it off. He slid his hands under the waistband of my sweats, and under my bottom. "This is your last chance to stop,"
Jeff said. "I was about to say that to you." "I'm not stopping." "I'm not going to stop you."
He pulled them off as fast as he could, almost ripping them in the process. He sat at the foot of the bed, and took his
sweats off. He tossed them to the floor, and crawled up my body, but stopped at my waist. He leaned down, and took a quick
taste of my juices, before crawling up the rest. He laid his hand on my cheek, and let his thumb slide over my lips. I took
it into my mouth, and gently sucked on it. Once it slid back out, I pleaded with him. "Jeff, stop teasing me."
He aligned himself for entry, and slowly slid inside. I arched my back to take all of him in. He claimed my lips in a hungry
kiss as his hips moved in a slow deep thrust. His light chest hairs, scratched my skin, fueling my desire for release. As
I felt the first wave crash over me, I dug my fingers into his skin. I moaned his name, and he quickened the pace. As my orgasm
ended, he rolled onto his back, taking me with him. I held myslef up with my hands under his arms, leaving my breasts jutting
out in front of him. He went back and forth between my nipples as his hands guided my hips in a satisfying pace. Before long,
I felt another orgasm coming on. "Oh, Jeff... I'm going to cum again..." "I'm cumming with you this time," he panted.
As we reached our peaks, and slowed to a stop, I laid down on his chest. As I panted for air, I told him, "that was the
hottest sex I've ever had." He wrapped his arms around me, and kissed my forehead. "That's how it should be." He chuckled.
"What?" "Did you ever think we would wind up together?" "No. You?" "Maybe a couple times."
I placed a kiss in the middle of his chest. "I need a shower." "Mind if I join you?" I smiled at him. "Please do." When
I sat up, and looked out the window, I saw a video camera lens. "Oh, shit..." "What?" "We're being taped." "What!?" He sat
up, and looked out the window. I took a closer look at the hand holding the camera. I stood on the bed, and opened the window.
"Goddam you, Mark!!!" "Matt's going to love seeing this," he said before jumping down from the porch roof. "Especially while
you were on the phone with him."
(10)_Tainted Love
Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The
love we share Seems to go nowhere I've lost my lights I toss and turn I can't sleep at night
Once I ran to
you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears
and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love
Now I know I've got to Run away I've got to Get away You
don't really want any more from me To make things right You need someone to hold you tight You think love is to pray But
I'm sorry I don't pray that way
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I
give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love
Don't
touch me please I cannot stand the way you tease I love you though you hurt me so Now I'm going to pack my things
and go Touch me baby, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love
Once I ran to you
(I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears
and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love Tainted love
After watching Mark leave, I laid back down. I smacked myself in the head. "Dammit, Jeff... Why did we do that?" "Because
I have bad timing?" he laughed. "This isn't funny! Matt's going to kill us!" "Nuh-uh." "Uh-huh." "Taker forgot." "Forgot what?"
"Matt was taken off of Smackdown, and put on Raw." "So they won't run into each other this weekend?" "Nope." "That doesn't
mean that he won't find a way to get it to Matt." "No, it doesn't. But, it does mean we can enjoy the time we have until he
finds out." "But..."
The phone rang, and cut me off. "Hello." "What is your fiance up to?" "Hey, Matt. What do you mean?" "He asked me to meet
him at the airport in Raliegh at three. He said he has something to show me." "I have no idea what he's doing. Be careful.
You never know what he might do." "I will, J. Is Jeff up yet?" "Yeah. Hold on." He gave me a worried look, as he took the
phone. "Yeah?" "Is everything ok there?" "Yeah. Everything is fine. Why?" "J doesn't sound right." "She's exhausted. She has
too many things going at once." "Make her rest for a while. Don't let her wear herself out." "Ok." "I'll talk to you later."
"Later."
Jeff hung up the phone. "Get dressed," I told him. "Why?" "We're going to the airport, and we're going to get that tape
before Mark shows it to Matt." "He's going to find out anyways." "I know, but I'd rather he didn't see us in the act. Atleast
not today." "I wanna know why Taker had the camcorder." "Because, the next thing we wanted to do was record ourselves having
sex. When he thought we were sleeping together, he probably thought he could catch us sleeping together, and got it out."
I laughed almost hysterically. "And we went and put on a show for him!"
Jeff rolled over me, and kissed me. I knew it was to shut me up, or calm me down, but I still enjoyed his lips. "No matter
what happens, I'm sticking by you. That's where they both screwed up." I leaned up, and gave him a quick kiss. "Let's get
moving, J." We dressed as fast as we could, and were on our way.
When we were about half way there, Jeff asked, "why are you so worried about Matt finding out?" "I'm not worried so much
about him finding out. I'm worried about how he finds out." "You'd rather stare him in the eye and tell him you fucked me?"
"He'd respect us more if he heard it from one of us, instead of from Mark's movie." "It's not because you still love him?"
"I'm not going back to him." "I didn't ask you that." I sighed. "No, it's not. I just don't want him to get hurt."
As we got closer, I called Matt's cell phone. "Hey, J." "Hey, Matt. What terminal did Mark want you to meet him at?" "Terminal
D, gate 12. He said he has the three-fifty-eight flight to Houston. Why?" "No reason. I'm just worried about what he's up
to." "Don't worry. Maybe he wants me to be the best man. Sort of a gesture to make things right for you." "I doubt it. Be
careful." "I will, J. Get some rest. You sound tired." "I'll try. Bye." "Bye." I hung up, and smiled. "We got you now, you
son of a bitch." "What?" "Matt told me were we can meet Mark."
When we finally made it to the right gate, Matt was there, but Mark wasn't. "Where is he?" I asked myself aloud. "What's
the plan?" Jeff asked. "Get the camera, no matter how." "Matt's going to know something's up if we just run out and attack
Taker." "Oh, well." I peaked out from behind the bush again. "There he is. I'll go after him. You come up behind him, and
take the camera bag." "It's worth a try."
I ran out, and attacked Mark. He pushed me back. Someone pulled me away from him. "What are you doing here, J?" "Mark has
something of mine." He set his bags in a chair. "Your's? That's my recorded proof that you cheated on me." "You didn't record
that until after I called off the wedding. Damn you! You have no right!" "Worried about your friendship now? Or that he won't
be interested in you anymore?" "Give me the fucking tape!" "You should have thought of what I'd do when you cheated on me."
"I didn't sleep with Jeff until after I gave that ring back to you."
Matt released me from his arms. "What happened, J?" "After you left, Jeff and I went up stairs, and shared the bed. We
didn't do anything except sleep." "Bullshit! I found you in his arms." "And we were both wearing clothes. Have either one
of you seen me get dressed after having sex?" "Keep going, J." "Mark went to the house, and found us asleep, in the same bed,
and yes, Jeff had his arms around me. He accused us of sleeping together, so I called off the wedding. I gave him back the
ring, and asked him to leave.
"Jeff and I thought he was gone. That's when we..." I was having problems telling him. "Go ahead, and tell him! You fucked
his brother." Matt laughed. "Bullshit. Show me this proof, Taker." Mark turned to grab his camera bag, but it was gone. "What
the..." He turned to me. "Where is Jeff?" I smiled at him. "Long gone with your camera." I dodged Matt as I took off running.
I weaved through the crowd of people on my way to the parking garage, and to the car.
Jeff had the car running when I got there. I jumped in, and we took off. "Did you get it!?" "Yep. It's in the back seat."
I reached back, and grabbed the bag. I set it in my lap, and opened it. I pulled out the camera, and pressed rewind. When
it stopped, I pressed play. Mark's face showed up on the little screen.
"Now, Jade, don't you think I know you and Jeff a little better than that? I have the tape in my pocket. I'll gladly give
it back to you. In fact, I'll give it to Matt to give to you. And, since you have my camera, I'll let you play it for him.
You can explain why you fucked around on both of us. And, I hope the boy has enough brains not to take you back."
I turned it off. "Shit!" "What?" "He's giving the tape to Matt, and telling him that I have to play it for him." "Well,
that's good." "In a way. He knows already, though." "You told him?" "More like he overheard me talking to Mark about it."
After a moment of silence he asked, "do you want me to let you talk to him alone?" "So help me, Jeff, if you walk out on me
now..." "Alright, alright... I was just wondering." I sighed. "I'm sorry. I'll calm down once we talk to Matt." He stopped
at a light, and looked at me. He took my hand, and kissed the back. "I can see why they fought over you before." I leaned
over and kissed him, before the light turned green. He didn't let go of my hand until we reached the house.
(11) Breathe a Sigh
by Def Leppard
Let me down slow and easy Cause there ain't nothin' I can do I hope and pray my faith won't leave me When it
comes down to me and you
Try a little tenderness I die a little For a long lost sweet caress
You lyin'
next to me Fulfilled some destiny I wanna cry But I breathe a sigh
Just a little bit of letting go I
don't want you to know I wanna cry But I breathe a sigh
Overflow of emotion And a hurt that'll never heal
If you close the door forever The fate of pain is sealed
Try a little tenderness I die a little For
a long lost sweet caress
[Repeat Bridge]
[Repeat Chorus]
I more than long for your affection I
tell you now that ain't so Not even gentle persuasion Is ever gonna let me go
[Repeat Bridge]
[Repeat
Chorus]
Won't you let me breathe
Once Jeff and I made it back to the house, I paced the living room. "J, sit down, will you? You're making me nervous."
"He's going to be here any minute." He picked me up, carried me to the couch, then sat, setting me in his lap. He caressed
my cheek, as he looked into my eyes. He softly kissed me. "Let me handle him," he whispered. "No. I'm as much to blame as
you are." "We'll probably wind up fighting." "I know. And, I'm going to be here to end it." I laid my hand on his chest. "I
have to make sure my man isn't hurt." He kissed me again, this time hard and hungry.
Our kiss was interrupted by three raps on the door. "Take a deep breath, before you open the door." I nodded as I got off
his lap. I went to the door, took a deep breath, and slowly let it out as I opened the door. I looked up into those chocolate
brown eyes, and noticed they were red, and puffy underneath. He had atleast spent part of the hours drive crying. "Come in,
Matt." "I can't. I just wanted to give you this." He handed me the video tape. "I don't need to see it. I know what's on it."
I looked down at the tape in my hand, then back up at him. "Matt, I'm sorry." He let out a humorless laugh. "Somehow, I
doubt that." "I mean, I'm sorry you found out like this." "We're not together anymore, Jade. It's none of my business." I
turned around, and looked at Jeff. "Can you give us a few minutes?" "I'll uh... go out back." "Thank you." I waited until
he was out the back door to continue.
"Don't give me that bullshit, Matt. We both feel something for each other, still. Even Jeff knows that. And, don't try
to deny it, because I know you've been crying." "Yeah, well, you've made it abundantly clear that you're not coming back to
me, so it's none of your concern." "Damn it, Matt... I didn't mean for this to happen. It just did." "Yeah. It happened with
my brother, though. Do you realize how much that hurts? I mean, if you would have told me this morning that the wedding is
off, I would have done everything in my power to get you back. Even if it meant doing all of that freaky shit you like. But,
you turned to my flesh and blood brother to satisfy you." "Damn it, I was hurt because I left Mark to preserve my friendship
with you two. Jeff sweet talked me, and yeah, I slept with him. And I'm not going to deny that I enjoyed it. But when I found
out Mark taped Jeff and I, and planned on showing it to you, I did everything I could to try to keep you from being hurt."
Tears slowly spilled from my eyes as I looked up at him. I looked behind me to make sure Jeff was still outside, and he
was. "Matt, I'll admit something to you, that I haven't wanted to admit to myself. I still love you. I didn't think you wanted
me back, after what I did to you with Mark." "So, instead of finding out if I did or not, you went off and slept with Jeff?"
"Before we did, I asked him if I should crawl back to you on hands and knees. He said I should give someone else a try. Then
he kissed me, and..." I threw up my hands in defeat. "Fuck it. I don't expect you to understand why. As long as you know I'm
sorry if we hurt you, and that I'm not ending it, then that's it. If you want to pretend I'm dead, I can understand. But Jeff
made me feel like a woman; not a girl, and not a mistress."
Matt put his hands on his hips. "I made you feel like a girl, and not a woman?" I sighed, trying to be patient. "Missionary
makes me feel inexperienced, like I'm new to having sex." He looked at his feet, and nodded. "I'll remember that when I get
a new girlfriend." His words tore my heart in two. "I have to go. I'm driving to Georgia tomorrow." I crossed my arms over
my chest, and stood against the door frame looking at my feet. I saw him reach his hand up to touch me, but he stopped. He
turned, and walked toward his car.
Jeff came out the side gate, and walked over to Matt. I stood up straight to keep a better eye on them. Jeff stuck his
hand out to his brother. "I'm sorry, Matt." Matt looked at his hand, then pulled his fist back, and hit him in the eye. "JEFF!"
As I ran to his side, Matt got in his car, and left. He covered his eye with his hand. "Fuck! I should have expected that."
"Come on. Let's get something on your eye."
We went inside. I went into the kitchen to fix him an ice pack, and he followed me. As I reached for the freezer door,
he picked me up, and set me on the kitchen island. He stood between my knees, with his arms around me. "I don't need anything
for my eye. Are you ok?" "I'm fine." I wrapped my arms around his neck, and laid my head on his shoulder. His scent weaved
a spell over my mind. He pushed my hair off of my neck, and kissed just under my ear. "I have an idea," he whispered. "What?"
"Let's watch our tape. After that, you can destroy it if you want to." I giggled as he kissed my neck again. "Mmm... I suppose
clothing is optional for this movie?" He stared me in the eyes. "Clothes are forbidden."
As I stared into his eyes that were darkened by lust, the shrill ring of the phone broke the silence. "I'll set up the
camera, while you're on the phone." "Alright." I reluctantly reached for the phone. "Hello." "Mr. Hardy and I just went through
the house. Everything was here." "That's great, Mom." "Listen, he reminded me that it's that time of year again, when we have
that family gathering." "I'm not coming this year." "You know he's not going to take no for an answer." "Mom, since you left,
I have broken off my engagement, and Jeff and I pissed Matt off. I don't think it's a good time." "What happened now?" "Long
story short, I found someone I'm happier with." She sighed. "Jade, don't tell me it's Jeffrey." I cringed at the disappointment
in her voice. "It is."
(12) When Love & Hate Collide
by Def Leppard
You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind Instead of slamming down the phone girl, for the
hundredth time I got your number on my wall, but I ain't gonna make that call When divided we stand baby, united we
fall
Got the time got a chance gonna make it Got my hands on your heart gonna take it All I know I can't fight
this flame You could have a change of heart, if you would only change your mind Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby, time
after time
Without you One night alone Is like a year without you baby Do you have a heart of stone Without
you Can't stop the hurt inside When love and hate collide
I don't wanna fight no more, I don't know what we're
fighting for When we treat each other baby, like an act of war I could tell a million lies and it would come as no surprise When
the truth is like a stranger, hits you right between the eyes
There's a time and a place and a reason And I know
I got a love to believe in All I know got to win this time
[Repeat Chorus]
[SOLO]
You could have a
change of heart, if you would only change your mind Cause I'm crazy 'bout you baby...Crazy...Crazy
Without you One
night alone Is like a year without you baby Do you have a heart of stone Without you One night alone Is like
a year without you baby If you have a heart at all Without you Can't stop the hurt inside When love and hate collide
After being yelled at for what seemed like hours, I was informed that I would attend the party, along with Jeff, whether
we came willingly, or were dragged by Shane and Shannon. With a defiant "prove it," from Jeff to his father, he was informed
that Shane and Shan would be at the door the day before the gathering. Two weeks later, sure enough, they were pounding on
my front door. "Alright, we'll go, but you two are following us," Jeff said.
I packed a bag with clothes for the next day, a bottle of Jack Daniel's, and half a carton of Marlboros. I tossed my bag
in the back seat, and let Jeff drive us to my childhood home. We both thought it would be better if we stayed at my mom's
house, in case Matt decided to stay with his dad. When we walked through the door, My mom just shook her head at us. "I still
can't believe it..." she sighed. I looked up at Jeff, and smiled. "I can't either." He leaned down, and kissed me. My mom
rolled up a newspaper, and whacked us both on the head. "You will not disgrace your father's wishes in this house. Jade, you'll
sleep in your room, and Jeff, you'll sleep in the guest room."
I heard Jeff chuckle. "Babe, I'm going to walk over to Dad's." "Go ahead. Mom and I need to talk." He leaned down, and
kissed me again, which was followed by another whack. "I'm gonna have brain damage before we leave," he laughed. I stood on
my toes, and returned the kiss, which got me a whack in the head. "Might as well be both of us." "I'll be back in a few minutes."
"Ok." As Jeff left, I looked at my mom. Once the door was closed, I said, "I thought you would be glad that I'm happy with
atleast one of the Hardys." "The wrong one." "According to who, Mom?" "Do you realize the tension you caused in that family?"
"Yes, I do. Like I told Matt, I'm not going to end it. Jeff can break it off with me, or Matt can try to end it, but I'm staying
with him until one of those happen."
She shook her head at me. "You have your father's stubbornness." "Thank you." Jeff came through the front door. "That was
a short visit," I said. "Matt's there. I decided to leave before we got into it." He leaned down, and whispered, "he brought
a date." "Good for him. Maybe he'll leave us alone." My mom sighed. "Dinner's done. Wash up, and come sit down." Once we were
done eatting, Jeff and I got comfortable on the couch, and eventually, fell asleep.
The next day, Mom left ahead of us, to the Hardy home. Jeff took my hand in his, and lead me over to his father's. As we
walked through the back gate, I felt Matt's preditorial stare before I even saw him. When I spotted him I recognized the red
head beside him. Jeff noticed me look at them. He turned to me, and laid his hand on my cheek. "Are you ok, babe?" I laid
my hand on his, and smiled at him. "I'm fine, Jeff." "Alright." He slid his arm around my shoulders, and I slid one around
his waist.
We made our way through the small crowd, but were hesitant to go near Matt and Amy. As we walked toward them, Matt gave
me a cold glare. I stopped Jeff. "I left something at Mom's, hun. I'll be right back." He leaned down, and kissed me. "Ok.
Just don't leave me here with Matt for too long." "I won't."
I walked back over to Mom's house, grabbed my bottle of Jack and a pack of smokes, then went to my car, and sat in the
driver's seat. I cracked open the bottle, and took a long swig, before opening the cigarettes, and lighting one. After a few
minutes, Matt came out of the back gate, and walked over to me. I took another swig from the bottle. "Want a drink?" "That's
not going to help anything." "Obviously, it's helping me. I can talk to you now." "When did you start smoking again?" "A few
days ago." "Jeff didn't try to stop you?" "Jeff has no control over my life. And, I've made such a mess of my love life, that
I don't care if I die." "Don't say that, J." "Why not? It's the truth."
"Maybe I will take a drink," he said as he reached for the bottle. I handed it to him. He threw it as hard as he could
over the house. I took the last drag off of my cigarette, and tossed it aside. I laid my head back on the seat, as the warmth
from the whiskey consumed my body. "Get up, J." "Go away, Matt. Go back to your girlfriend." "J..." "Just go away, Matt! It's
obvious I mean nothing to you." "That's bullshit, and you know it! I wouldn't be so pissed about you and Jeff if you didn't
mean so much to me!"
Matt's attention was drawn to a truck that pulled into Mom's driveway. "Who the hell..." I looked at the tan crew cab Silverado.
"Shit... My day keeps getting better." I stood up, and staggered over to the truck as the door opened. "Hey, Mark! I'd offer
you a drink, but Matt threw my bottle." "You're drunk, Jade." "Yep... I just started my path of self destruction. What brings
you by?" Totally dead-pan he said, "I'm stalking you." I laughed. "You should have done that, Matt." I stumbled, and fell
in Mark's arms. He picked me up, and set me on the hood of the truck. "Why are you here?" Matt asked. "Her mom asked me to
try to split her and Jeff up."
I grabbed Mark's goatee, and pulled him toward me. I smiled at him. "I forgot how beautiful your eyes are." He gave me
a sideways grin. "How much was left in that bottle before you threw it?" "About half of a half gallon." "Well, there's no
use in trying to get her to sober up." "I have a better idea," I announced. "What's that?" I wiggled my finger to get Matt
to come closer. "Why don't the three of us get a motel room?" "Are you sure?" Mark asked. "I'm positive." "Is she suggesting..."
"...a threesome. With her in the middle, I hope." "Of course." I leaned toward Matt. "That would be the ultimate sexual high,
to have both of the men I love." "But, what about..."
Mark put his arm out to hush Matt. "We'll have to talk about this." They stepped away, but I could still hear them. "Listen,
Matt, we can do this for her and possibly split her and Jeff up, or we can both go on dealing with the fact that she's screwing
your little brother." "But, she's drunk. We'd be using her." Mark chuckled. "You know, you're an all around good guy. And
it's getting on my nerves." "Hey, I've never done this before." "Usually it's two women for me. I'm not used to sharing a
woman with another man." Matt sighed. "Look, we both came close to marrying this woman, and she just admitted that she still
loves both of us. Let's do this, break her and Jeff up, and see which one she goes for."
Matt turned toward me. I motioned for him to come back to me. I slid off of the hood of the truck, and he caught me before
I fell. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Please, Matt. I want to feel your naked body against mine, again." I stood on
my toes, and kissed him. As he deepened the kiss, he leaned me back against the truck, but pulled my hips against his. As
he ended it, he said, "let's get out of here before someone comes looking for us." Mark got in the driver's seat, and Matt
and I got in the back seat. The last thing I remember was kissing Matt as we pulled away.
(13) I Was Born to Love You
I was born to love you With every single beat of my heart Yes, I was born to take care of you, ha Every single
day... Alright, hey hey
I was born to love you With every single beat of my heart Yes, I was born to take
care of you Every single day of my life
You are the one for me I am the man for you You we're made for me You're
my ecstasy If I was given every opportunity I'd kill for your love
So take a chance with me Let me romance
with you I'm caught in a dream And my dream's come true So hard to believe This is happening to me An amazing
feeling Comin' through -
I was born to love you With every single beat of my heart Yes, I was born to take
care of you, honey Every single day of my life
I wanna love you I love every little thing about you I wanna
love you, love you, love you Born - to love you Born - to love you Yes I was born to love you Born - to love you Born
- to love you Every single day - day of my life Woh
An amazing feeling Comin' through
I was born to
love you With every single beat of my heart Yeah, I was born to take care of you Every single day of my life Yeah
I was born to love you Every single day of my life
Go, woh, I love you babe, hey Born to love you Yes, I was
born to love you hey I wanna love you, love you, love you I wanna love you Yeah yeah Ha ha ha ha ha it's magic What
ha ha ha I get so lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, yeah I want to love you It's magic Love you, love you Yeah,
give it to me
When I woke up the next morning, I was laying in a motel bed, naked with Matt. I sat up, even though my head started spinning.
I looked around, and found Mark laying in the other bed. I laid down with my head on Matt's chest. I quietly began to sob.
"What's wrong, J?" he whispered. "I'm so sorry, Matt." "For what?" "For what I'm sure happened yesterday. Now you see why
I don't care if I die. All I do is hurt the ones I love." "I sure as hell wasn't hurtin' last night," came that deep voice
from the other bed. "What about you, Matt?" "Nope."
I looked up at Matt. He was smiling down at me. He leaned over, and whispered in my ear, "you rode me." "I... did?" "I'm
willing to do anything just to get you back and keep you." He kissed me, and in that moment, I realized what true love was.
"Hey, darlin', where's my good morning kiss?" I started laughing as the kiss ended. "I love you, Matt," I whispered before
getting out of bed.
I leaned over Mark, and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around me, and drug me over his body to lay on the other side of
the bed. My toes curled as he pulled me against his body. I pushed away from him. "Thank you, Mark, for last night, even though
I can't remember what happened." I paused a moment to look at Matt. "This has to be the last time though." "You're going back
to Jeff?" "No. I'm going back to Matt." He ran his hand down my side, and cupped my bottom. "I still want you." "What we have
is lust, same as with Jeff. Matt and I have love, and that's what I need." The butterflies in my stomach from being near him,
made me nervous about how he would take my decision. "If that's how you want it..." "It is."
Mark got out of the bed, in all of his naked glory, and went to the bathroom to take a shower. I went back over to the
bed Matt was in. He wrapped his arms around, me, and pulled me close. "Did I hear you right?" "I want to be with you, and
no one else, for the rest of my life." "You mean it this time?" "I mean it." I crawled over his body, and laid on top of him.
"Matt Hardy, will you marry me?" "As long as we don't wait so long this time." I kissed him. "Then, let's get dressed, and
go get married right now." He laughed. "What about the family?" "They'll be so happy that we are married that they won't mind
missing the ceremony." "Or, we can get married today, tell them we are engaged again, and plan a wedding for them."
We smiled at each other. Then, we moved as fast as we could to get our clothes on, and leave. We took a cab to the courthouse,
got our license, and spoke to the judge. "I see that you just got your license a few minutes ago. Are you sure you want to
do this?" As we sat in the chair on the other side of the desk, holding hands, we smiled at each other. "Yes, your honor.
We've been in love since we were children." "Well, according to the State of North Carolina, I can't keep you from getting
married today. Just don't come back to me for a divorce or an anullment in the next month." "We promise not to."
Within twenty minutes, I was Mrs. Matt Hardy. The excitement was killing me. When we got back to Mom's house, it was hard
to keep the news to myself. "Jade, where did you and Matt go yesterday?" "We kinda ran away together." "Where did you go?"
"We went and had a long talk." She looked from me to Matt. "And?" Matt wrapped his arms around me. "The engagement is back
on, and we're getting married in a month." She smiled, as she came up, and hugged us. "I'm so happy for you two!" She stepped
away. "Does your dad know yet?" "No. We wanted to tell you first." "I want to be there when you tell him!"
"Mom, we have one other problem." "What's that?" "Jeff and Amy." My mom tried to keep from laughing. "I don't think you
have a problem, there. They are next door in Jeff's old bed." I looked up at Matt. "I'm not mad. Are you?" "No. You mean a
lot more to me than she ever did." "I'd better!" I laughed. He leaned down, and gave me a quick kiss. "Mmm... It's nice to
get a kiss, without Mom whacking me with a newspaper." "What?" "I hit her and Jeff yesterday for kissing in this house. Everybody
knows she belongs with you." "Well, you don't have to worry about her kissing anyone else again." Matt looked back at me,
and winked. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks.
"Matt, my Mom is my best friend in the world. I can't keep the news from her." He smiled at me. "As long as she can keep
a secret..." He looked at her. "Of course. What are you two talking about?" "We got married this morning," I said. "We wanted
to be sure nothing came between us this time." My mom smiled as her eyes welled up with tears. "My baby is finally a Hardy."
"Only one thing left to do," Matt said. "What's that?" my mom asked. "Consu..." I covered Matt's mouth with my hand. "Seal
the deal, shall we say." She rolled her eyes. "Matthew... I expect things like that from your brother, but not you." I felt
the rumble of laughter in his chest.
"Let's go tell Dad the good news. But, not a word about us being married already." "You have my word, Matt," my mom said.
Matt took my hand, and laced his fingers with mine. "I... have to get my shoes on," my mom said. Matt and I stared into each
other's eyes. "Did we do the right thing by going behind their backs and doing it?" I asked. He kissed my hand. "You're my
wife now. That's all that matters to me." He leaned down, wrapped his arms around me, and slowly kissed me. I wrapped my arms
around his neck, and closed my eyes to enjoy his soft lips. Once he ended the kiss, I laid my head on his chest. "You're my
husband, and I love you. That's all that matters to me." "And I finally get grandbabies," my mom said as she came out of her
room. "When we're ready, Mom," I told her.
We walked over to Mr. Hardy's house. When we walked through the door, he laid into us. "Where the hell did you two go yesterday?
We throw this party every year so we can all see each other again, and you two take off and leave Jeff and Amy here!" "Dad,
calm down. We need to talk." His face became a mask of concern. "What happened?" He looked over his father's shoulder to see
Jeff and Amy. "The engagement is back on, and we are getting married next month." "Yeah? I'll believe it when I see it."
Matt became frustrated. He pulled the receipt out of his back pocket for the marriage license, and handed it to his dad.
"We went and got the license this morning." He looked it over. "Ok. Where is the license? You should have it until the day
you get married." Matt and I looked at each other. After a moment of silence, Mom pushed Matt's shoulder. "Tell him. He is
your father, damn it." "Tell me what?" "We got married this morning. That's why we don't have the license. But, since you
all weren't there, we were going to have a wedding next month, so you could say you got to see us get married." Mr. Hardy
started laughing, as he came up to Matt, and hugged him. "Finally, one of my boys got married." Matt laughed. He turned to
me. "Well, can I call you Dad?" He hugged me. "Yes, you can."
As Mr. Hardy stepped away, Jeff came up to us. He grabbed my arm, and pulled me away from Matt. He punched him in the temple.
"Jeffrey!" "I owed you that." While holding his head, Matt said, "it's alright, Mom. He's right." I pushed him away from Matt.
"Damn it, Jeff..." I stood in front of Matt, and looked up at him. "Baby, let me see." "I'm fine, J."
A hand went around me, and slapped Matt. I turned around fast, and gave Amy a cold stare. "Look, bitch, if you touch my
husband again, I'll make sure your ass leaves on a stretcher." "Yeah, right..." I looked at Mr. Hardy. "I'm sorry, Dad." I
balled up my fist, and punched her. She fell to the ground. I pinned her to the ground, and grabbed her by the throat. "Don't
test me. Matt and Jeff both know I could kill you right now, if I wanted to. Don't get me wrong, I want to, but today is my
wedding day, and I'm not about to let some slut ruin it. If anybody's going to ruin it, it will be one of the family."
Matt lifted me off of her. "I think it's time you left, Amy," he said. "Fine." She got up, and went to gather her things.
Matt turned to Mom, Mr. Hardy, and Jeff. "We're going to my house for a while. We'll come back later." "Alright, Matt. We'll
make sure she's out of here before you get back." "Thanks, Dad." We walked toward the door. "Hold on," Jeff said. He came
up to us, and wrapped both of us in his arms. "Congrats, you two." "Thanks, bro." "I kinda had a feeling she'd leave me for
you," he laughed. "I'm sorry, Jeff." "There's no need to be." He let go of us, and we went out the door.
It didn't take us long to get to his house. Once we were on the door step, he unlocked the door, then picked me up. "Hey..."
"I have to carry you over the threshold." I giggled as he carried me into the house, and kicked the door closed. I wrapped
my arms around his neck. "Mr. Hardy..." "Yes, Mrs. Hardy?" "Make love to me." "Gladly." He carried me upstairs to the bedroom,
and made love to me.
chapter 14
The next day, we ran off again. This time we went to my house to try to get away from the family. Once we got there and
were inside Matt came up from behind me, wrapped an arm around my waist and started kissing my neck. He started swaying to
an unheard beat. He slowly slid his hand down, and unbuttoned my pants, then slid his hand inside. He teased my clit with
two of his fingers, before dipping them within. As I released a sigh, I looked through my lashes into the mirror in front
of me. His dark eyes looked back at me.
I looked over my shoulder at Matt and softly kissed him, as I laid my hand on his arm. I slowly swayed with him, pressing
my body back into his. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and sighed as he continued fingering me. "Matt, you're only teasing
me." He chuckled. "Not for long." He slid his fingers out of me, then slid his hands up to fondle my breasts. "Let's go up
to the bedroom."
"I can't have sex with you in the bed. Not until I change the sheets." I looked down, not wanting to meet his gaze.
"Why not?" he whispered.
"Because the sheets smell like Jeff. I need to cleanse the house of my mistakes, so we can start over with the one thing
I did right." I turned around, and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Marrying you."
He leaned down and kissed me. "Why don't you get rid of this place and move into my house... Our house."
I bit my lip, as I ran my fingers along the snaps on his black shirt. "That's a good idea." I pulled his shirt open, exposing
his chest and stomach to me. "Sex first. Then we'll worry about that."
"I love the way you think." His kiss was hot, hard and hungry. But it was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I yelled.
"Shan and Shane. Open up!"
I growled as I went to the door, and opened it. "Why are you here?"
"Jeff told us where we could find the newly weds," Shane said.
"So we came by to congratulate you two," Shannon said.
Shane looked me over. "Nice panties, J. Did we interrupt something?"
I looked down and remembered my pants were undone. "A few minutes later, and you would have," I mumbled as I fixed them.
Matt came up behind me. "I'll thank you not to look at my wife's panties,' he laughed. "What's up, guys?"
"Hey, man. We leave you alone for a few hours, and you run off and get married. What the hell?" Shane teased.
"Yeah. We need to keep a better eye on you two," Shan added.
"Thanks for coming by, and all, but I only have a few days before we go back on the road." I heard the smile in his voice
as he said, "we have some... things to take care of before I go."
"In other words, guys, we love you, but you're interrupting play time."
"Okay, okay, okay... We'll see you on the road," Shane said.
"Later, guys." Matt closed and locked the door, then turned to look at me. He laid his hands on my hips. "Where were we?"
"We were trying to find a suitable place to have sex."
He looked around the room. A crooked grin formed on his lips. He leaned down and lifted me off of my feet. He carried me
to the stairs and up some, before setting me in the middle. "This looks like a good spot."
He pulled my shoes off, and threw them down the stairs. Next to go was my shirt. I leaned forward and kissed him as I pushed
his shirt off of his shoulders. He pulled it off, then tossed it back with my shirt and shoes. He gently pushed me back on
the stairs, then undid my jeans. I lifted my hips, so he could pull them off. Once they were tossed aside, he took my thong
off with his teeth.
Matt looked down at me and that crooked smile appeared again. I reached my hand up and touched his face. "What is that
grin for, my dear?"
"You'll see." He let his short chin hairs scrape across my skin as he went down on me.
I laid back on the stairs as he teased my center with his tongue. "Oh, shit, Matt..." My fingers tunneled through his long
hair.
Once my orgasm came and went, he crawled up my body. "I'll do anything to keep you happy this time," he whispered as he
entered me.
chapter 15
Our marriage was beyond good. It was perfect. Then, Matt was put on Smackdown. Mark wasn't a problem, though we both thought
he would be. He understood that our marriage was for real, and that we were going to stay true to one another. The problem
was a certain match.
Matt once again felt the need to be in another hardcore match. I begged him not to, because of the way the previous ones
had left him. Unfortunately, Stephanie felt it was a good idea. "Hunny, don't worry about the match. It's going to be me and
Shan. We know each others limits," he had said.
The night of the pay per view I went with him. He had managed to get me a ringside ticket so I could watch the match up
close, instead of on the monitors in the back. I took my seat just before the match. I started chewing on my nails as Matt's
music started. I couldn't explain why, but I had a bad feeling about the match. When Matt looked down at me, he could see
my fear. Once Shannon's music started, Matt climbed out of the ring, and came over to me.
"Remember what I said. Everything will be fine." He leaned down. "Now, stop chewing on your nails, and think about running
them down my back tonight." He kissed my redened cheek, then got back in the ring.
The bell rang, and they went for each other. All was fine for the first few minutes. Then, they started using weapons.
Their fight went outside the ring. Matt walked around the ring, until he was close to where I was. He smiled at me, before
going under the ring, and pulling out a ladder.
"Damn it, Matt!" I yelled at him.
He slid the ladder into the ring, then got in and set it up. Shan rolled back into the ring, but was met with Matt's boot
in his head. Shan laid still as Matt climbed the ladder, until he got to the top. He was about to jump off, when Shan got
up, and pushed the ladder over. The fall seemed like it was in slow motion until Matt's head bounced off of the turnbuckle.
After that, there was no movement from Matt. Not even the rapid rise and fall of his chest as he panted for air.
"Oh, God. Please let him be alright," I pleaded.
After a moment, tears stung my eyes. The ref checked on him, then waved for the paramedics to come out from the back. I
climbed over the retaining wall, but was met by security.
"You can't climb over the wall."
"Fuck you! That's my husband laying there!"
Shannon walked up, and grabbed my shoulders. "I'll take care of her," he told the gaurd.
I wrapped my hands around Shan's throat. "Is he breathing?"
"I... I don't think so, J."
I slid into the ring, and sat next to Matt. "Matthew Moore Hardy, you had better not fucking die on me."
Shan pulled me back into a corner, and made me sit with him while the paramedics worked on Matt. Tears flowed freely as
he wrapped his arms around mine, and rocked. "I'm so sorry, sis. Shit... You know I'd never hurt him, don't you?"
I was too worried, too shocked, too upset to answer him. I watched the paramedics check his pulse, then quickly start pumping
on his chest. "Oh, God, Shan... He's going to die..."
The next few hours were a blur as Shan and I sat in the waiting room, until Jeff walked through the door. "What have you
heard?" he asked.
"Nothing. They took him into the emergency room, and have been working on him." He grabbed my hand as he sat beside me.
"Jeff, he was gone for 3 minutes, and he died once on the way here..."
"Mrs. Hardy?"
I looked up and saw the doctor. "Yes?"
"I'm Dr. Morgan. The impact from your husband's fall shattered the base of his skull. The fragments severed his spinal
cord." He paused a moment. "I... I'm sorry. We did all we could."
I turned and buried my face in Jeff's chest. He put an arm around me as he mumbled, "thank you."
I cried on Jeff's chest until his shirt was soaked, and my cheek was clammy. I looked up at him. "Will you take me back
to the arena to get his stuff?"
"Sure, sis." He helped me up, then out to his rental.
When we got there, the only ones left were the crew breaking down the set. They hadn't gotten to the ring yet. I grabbed
his bag from the locker room. When I got back out, Jeff was talking to a member of the crew. I set the bag down beside him,
then went out to the ring. I stared at it for a moment. One of the things to protect the crowd from getting hurt had killed
the man I loved.
I went under the ring, pulled out a six foot ladder and slid it into the ring. I set it up on the ramp side, then climbed
up. I stood on the top for a moment, before I heard Jeff yell my name. "What the hell are you doing, Jade!?"
With tears streaming down my face I said, "Matt and I had plans for tonight." I spread my arms out to my sides, leaned
my head back and closed my eyes.
"Jade, don't you do it!"
I jumped off the ladder, but before I hit the floor, I hit a body. "You'll have to cancel those plans," Jeff groaned from
under me. "Damn it! Don't fucking do that shit again!"
"He's gone, Jeff," I sobbed. "He's gone, and he left me here."
He petted my hair. "Shh... I know, J. He left all of us. But you know he wouldn't want you to take your life for him."
chapter 16
From that day on, Jeff would not leave my side. It didn't matter if I was staying at my mom's or if
we had a family gathering. Even when I took a bath or went pee, he was outside the door. He was afraid I would try again.
During the TNA shows, when he had to do his match, he had Raven sit with me.
It was almost a year later when he realized that I wasn't going to try again. I was sitting with Jeff,
Kevin Nash and Raven while they ate. A large man, almost as big as Nash, with long streaked hair and piercing blue eyes walked
over to talk to Raven. I watched him, until he turned and was out of sight. I elbowed Jeff. "Hey, who was that?"
"Lance," Kevin said between bites.
"Why haven't I met him yet?"
"Because you have been playing the grieving widow, remember? You probably don't know half the guys
here."
Lance came back minutes later, carrying a plate of food. "Mind if I join ya'll?" he asked as he looked
at me.
"Uh... No. Have a seat," I answered.
As he sat down he asked, "are you two related?"
"Me and Jeff?" He nodded. "We were. I was married to his brother."
He laughed. "You got Jeff in the divorce? I think you got ripped off." I stood from the chair. "Was
it something I said?"
"I didn't divorce him. He died, because of an in-ring accident." I walked off toward the locker room.
I was halfway there when someone grabbed my arm.
"I... I feel like a jackass. I'm sorry. I didn't know." He let go of my arm, and stuck his hand out
to me. "How about if we start over? My name is Lance Hoyt."
I shook the hand he offered. "Jade Hardy."
"Will you come back and sit with us? I'll try not to be an asshole this time." I had to smile. "If
you don't, Jeff's going to kick my ass."
I laughed. "You look like you can hold your own with him."
"Yeah, but if I fight him that would upset you, and I'm supposed to be getting on your good side, here."
My smile slowly faded, as I realized he was hitting on me. The fact that I hadn't let go of his hand
told me I shouldn't. But, he was a nice guy, so I followed him back to the table.
As I sat down Jeff asked, "are you okay, J?"
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"If you don't mind me asking, why do you let him drag you to the shows?" Lance asked.
I looked at Kevin, then Raven, then Jeff. All were looking back at me. Blue met blue as I looked Lance
in the eyes. "To be honest, I tried to kill myself the night Matt died. He's been dragging me around to make sure I don't
try again." I stole a fry from Jeff's plate. "I haven't tried again, and it's been almost a year."
"You're pretty open about it, now," Kevin said.
"I'll never get over it, but I've learned to cope."
"Yeah, in the last fifteen minutes," Jeff said.
"Go to hell." I stole another fry. "Psychiatrists say to talk about it. We never did, he's asking..."
"How'd you try to do it?" Raven asked.
"I jumped off a ladder in the ring. I was hoping to land on the steel ramp head first, but I landed
on Jeff."
"Wouldn't have done it. It would have only given you a headache. Maybe a little blood."
I looked down. "Can we change the subject? I'm not proud of my swandive."
"How'd you meet Jeff?" Lance asked.
I smiled. I realized he was pumping me for info. "Kindergarten. We were in the same class. A couple
months into the school year, my family moved in next door to the Hardys."
"Alright, guys, let's hurry it up," Terry Taylor said. "We have a show to get ready for."
"I gotta get painted up," Jeff said. "You coming, J?"
"Nah. I'll stay here for a while."
"Alright. You know where to find me."
As Jeff walked away, Raven got up. "How about a kiss for luck?" he teased.
"Not in this lifetime." He laughed as he walked away.
"Is this your last trip with Jeff?" Kevin asked.
"I don't know yet. It might be the last weekly trip. I may just come along once a month."
"I'll catch you later, Jade."
"Later, Kev."
Then, it was just me and Lance. "I didn't expect to get time alone with you," he laughed.
I smiled. "I may be blonde, but I'm not stupid. When you apologized, you were hitting on me. I opened
up so you can understand if I don't jump into bed with you." I took a drink from my water. "If you were trying to be smooth,
you need to work on your game, 'cause I saw right through you."
"I suppose I do." As he stood, he took my hand in his and kissed my knuckles. "I hope this isn't your
last trip."
"We'll see." As he walked away I thought to myself, "hell... He's hot." I turned to catch a rear view,
but found him looking back at me. I bit my lip and sunk down in my chair as I turned back around. "Oohh... I'm going to burn
in hell..."
I felt his breath on my neck before I knew he was there. "Now, if you're playing hard to get, you
may want to work on your game." He laid his hand on my shoulder. "Later, Jade."
"Later, Lance." I looked over my shoulder to be sure he walked away. Then, I got up and went to see
Jeff. As I walked in the room, he was sliding his stockings on his arms.
He looked up at me. "Uh-oh..."
"What?"
"I've seen that look before. I caused it a few times."
"What look?"
"The little grin, your sparkling eyes dark with desire... You want Lance."
"It's too soon."
He laid his hand on my cheek. "J, I'm not going to look down on you if you want to have a fling with
him. I don't expect you to be alone for the rest of your life."
"That's sweet, Jeff, but seriously, I'm not ready."
chapter 17
When Jeff and I made it back to Cameron, I snuck away from him and my mom. I took a blanket and went
to Matt's grave. I spread the blanket over his grave, and laid down facing his headstone. "Hey, baby. I guess this is the
first time I've visited you alone. Jeff has been taking care of me. He hasn't let me out of his sight. I had to sneak away
to come alone," I laughed.
I started pulling at the grass. "It's been almost a year, baby. I'm faced with a decision that's driving
me mad. Should I start dating again, or should I carry on, married to your memory?" I sighed, then wiped at my eyes. "A guy
is interested in me. Jeff says he can see the lust in my eyes when his name comes up. I guess I like him. I've met him only
once, but he seems like a nice guy. I need some sort of sign. Something that tells me you're ok with this. I know you're up
there watching over me. I don't want to hurt you, but I can't live alone forever."
The wind picked up, tossing leaves about. A large elm leaf hit my cheek, and stuck to my tears. I laid
my head down and closed my eyes. Soon after, I drifted off to sleep. As I dreamed, I saw Matt's transluscent figure sitting
on his headstone, his arms crossed over his chest. "Jade," he called. "Wake up."
"Matt? Oh, God..."
He smiled. "You asked for a sign... Here I am."
"I've missed you so much, baby."
"You shouldn't. I'm always with you. As for your problem, I agree with Jeff. You can't stay alone for
the rest of your life. I'd hate to watch you turn into a bitter old hag just because I died on you."
"Hey, now... Watch it."
He laughed as he leaned down to lay his hand on my cheek. "I love you, J. I want you to be happy, whether
you're with this guy or someone else. Just promise me you won't go back to what you did with me, Mark and Jeff. No more cheating,
no more sleeping around. Find a man, and stay with him."
"I... I will, Matt."
I felt a coldness on my lips as he tried to kiss me. Then, my body started shaking. I opened my eyes,
and Matt was gone. "Matt? Matt, are you still here?"
"J, it's me, Jeff." I looked up at him. "I thought I might find you out here."
"I... I was talking to Matt. I guess I fell asleep." He took a seat on the blanket as I sat up. "I
saw him in my dream."
"What did he say?"
"He agrees with you."
"It took him dying for him to agree with me. What do we agree on?"
I laid my head on his shoulder. "That I should start dating again."
He lifted his shoulder to get me off of him. "Not me."
"Oh please, Jeff... I didn't mean you. Matt would haunt my ass if we got back together."
I laid my head back on his shoulder. "You mean Lance."
"I mean a man that is truely interested. Matt doesn't want me to go back to my old ways. If he's interested
in more than a roll in the hay, then maybe Lance."
"So you're coming back with me next week?"
"Yeah, I think I will." I sighed. "I think Raven would be lost without me."
Jeff laughed. "I think he'd be bored without you. I think we're the only ones that partially understand
him."
"I wouldn't mind seeing Lance again, either."
"You think you'll go out with him this time?"
"I don't know, Jeff. He's nice to look at, though. I'm just not sure if I'm ready."
"Well, you'll figure it out. Meantime, Mom and Dad want to see you. They got worried when Mom couldn't
find you."
"Jesus... I'm a grown woman. I can handle myself." I stood up and pulled the blanket out from underneath
Jeff. "If I want to have a private talk with my dead husband, I should be able to without someone sending out the calvary."
I folded the blanket, and strapped it to the back of my dirt bike. "I'm going home. Tell them I need to work on things without
any help."
I got on the bike, started it, and took off to the house Matt and I shared. I spent the night in the
gym working out as I thought of my problems. I finally collapsed on the couch at six in the morning. I awoke around noon to
the sound of the doorbell ringing frantically. "HOLD ON!" I yelled. I stumbled to the door. "Who is it?"
"Your mother."
I groaned as I opened the door. I rubbed my eyes as the sunlight slowly flooded the doorway. "Sorry,
Mom. I spent the night in the gym, and..." My jaw dropped when I saw who was with her. "Lance... What are you... How did you..."
He laughed. "Jeff invited me over last night. Your mom showed me where you are."
"Why were you looking for me?"
"I, uh... I have Jeff's bike. I wanted to know if you'd go for a ride with me."
"I don't think that's a good idea..." Mom stomped on my toe. "OW! What the fuck, Mom!?"
"Let the good looking guy take you for a ride."
"The "good looking guy" has a name. It's Lance." I looked him over, then looked back at Mom. "Oh, alright."
"I don't want to cause any problems, and I don't want you to feel like you're being pushed into it."
"It's ok, Lance. Just let me wake up first. I need some coffee. Come on in."
"I'll go home. I have some food going in the crock pot. You're both welcomed for dinner," Mom said.
"We'll see you later, Mom."
"Thank you for showing me over here, ma'am."
"It was my pleasure."
Once Mom left, I let Lance in. "Why did you really come?" I asked. "With Jeff, Kevin and Raven, the
last thing I need is another man watching over me."
"I couldn't stop thinking about you after the show. I can tell you're not over your husband's death,
but... you captured a part of me."
I let out a sigh. "Come on. I need that coffee before you say anymore."
He followed me into the kitchen, and sat at the bar. "I'm sorry for just dropping in. I know we just
met yesterday, but..."
"It's alright. I have a feeling one of us was set up. Probably the innocent one that was sleeping on
the couch."
"What makes you think you were set up?"
"I told Jeff it was time to start dating again. Why not invite the only guy I've shown interest in
to Cameron? Where the hell are you from, anyways?"
"Dallas."
"Shit, another Texas man with a thing for motorcycles..." I mumbled.
"What's wrong with that?"
"It's nothing personal. Before Matt and I got married, I almost married Undertaker. He... he had a
thing for whipping me."
"Somehow that doesn't surprise me. Just so you know, I'm not into that."
I leaned on the bar with my head in my hands. "Why do I have no problem telling you things I don't
want to remember?"
He leaned down to look me in the eyes as he smiled. "You tell me."
"I can tell you one thing," I whispered. "I hate being alone with you."
"Why?"
"Because you make me realize how long it's been." I slowly leaned toward him, but stopped. "While that
coffee's brewing, I'm going to take a shower. I wouldn't want to hold on to you when I smell like sweat."
He looked down at my lips. "If I had my way, you'd hold on to me drenched in sweat." He closed the
distance between us, and softly kissed me. His lips awakened parts of me that had laid dormant since Matt died. "You'd better
go take that shower."
"Yeah," I sighed.
chapter 18
I rode on the back of the motorcycle with Lance to my mom's house. The wind on my face and my body
pressed to his renewed my spirit. When we stopped at the house he helped me off the bike. "Now, Lance, no matter what happens,
or what is said, please don't take offense."
"Why would I..."
I laid my hand on his chest. "Trust me, these people hold nothing back."
"People? But, your mom..."
"Just more of the set up." Just as I thought, as we walked through the door I saw Shane, Shannon, Jeff
and Mr. Hardy. "I thought so. Mom, why did the whole mob have to be here?"
"What do you mean? We have dinner together once a week."
"You are so full of shit. Mom, Mr. Hardy, can I see you two in the kitchen?" I turned on the boys.
"Don't you dare start shit." I led them into the kitchen. "Lance and I were expecting just you, Mom, but somewhere in the
back of my head, I knew you'd have everybody here."
"Jade, I told you..."
"Mom, I have been here in town every week. Why is this the first I've heard of it?" She was silent.
"I'm finally interested in someone again. Please don't let the boys screw this up. We're not seeing each other, and I don't
want them to chase him off."
"Hunny, we just want to meet the young man," Mr. Hardy said.
"He's a nice guy, Dad. I just want a chance to get to know him."
Two hands laid on my shoulders. The way my mom and Mr. Hardy looked up behind me, I guessed it was
Lance. "I guess the ride still has your hearing off. You were yelling." He squeezed my shoulders, kneading the muscles. My
eyes involuntarily closed. "Nobody's going to chase me away. As for my intentions, Jade has explained the situation to me.
When she's ready, we can go ahead. Until then, I'm going to be here for her."
I opened my eyes, and saw my mother's brows raised at me. "Don't give me that look, red head."
"I'm just surprised you used your head and heart, instead of your "cat"."
"Real subtle, Mom." I sighed. "This is going to sound stupid... I saw Matt in a dream. He doesn't want
me to go back to those ways, and I don't plan to." I looked up at Lance. "I'm not going to be a run around again." His hand
went from my shoulder to my cheek. I closed my eyes, and leaned into his touch.
"I think we get the point," Mr. Hardy said.
"Huh? Oh." I felt the heat creep into my cheeks. "Sorry."
"Well, let's eat before those boys get rowdy. Jade, will you set the table? We're eating outside."
"Sure."
"I'll help," Lance said.
We carried the utensils outside to the picnic tables. "You can't say I didn't warn you," I laughed.
"That's ok. It's not the first time. If you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly every parent's dream son-in-law."
I set the plates on the table. "True, but you are what a woman dreams of." He turned and grinned at
me. "I'm asking for trouble. I'll just shut up now."
He grabbed my hips, and looked me in the eyes. "You can say anything you want. It will stay between
us." He leaned down, and kissed me. His soft lips made me dizzy. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and his went around my
back. Our lips parted as someone cleared his throat. We looked up to see Jeff. "I'll see if your mom needs some help bringing
stuff out."
Once Lance was inside Jeff said, "I was going to ask if you're mad at me, but I guess you're not."
"I'll let you live for now."
"Dinner was Mom's idea. She wanted the whole adopted family to meet Lance."
"At this point, she needs to leave well enough alone. I don't want to hear her mess about getting married
again and having kids. Things will happen when the time and the man are right," I said as I set the places.
"It doesn't sound like you hold out much hope for him."
I stopped what I was doing. "We just met at the show. I know he is a handsome man, and his lips send
shivers down my spine. Other than that, I know nothing about him. We can play it by ear for now."
"Who are you fooling? You were a nympho before, and it's been a year... You'll be in bed with him before
we go back for the show."
I laughed. "If it feels right, I probably will. Probably in the next twenty four hours. As for everything
else that goes with a relationship, we'll see."
Jeff sighed. "Well, I think he's a good guy. I wouldn't have invited him here if I didn't."
"I know, bro, but he's a friend of your's. We may see things differently."
"In coming," Lance said as he came out the back door, carrying a pan.
"I think you mean out going," I laughed.
"I mean this pan is fucking hot," he said as he set it down.
"Let me see them," I said, meaning his hands. He laid his hands face up in mine. "They're bright red.
Let's go get some cold water on them."
"I'll be alright."
"Save the hand holding for later. It's time to eat," Shannon said.
Jeff stepped away to help get things situated. "You heard us, didn't you?" I whispered.
"Yeah, so being alone at the moment isn't a good idea," he replied with a wink and a smile. I returned
the smile as Mom, "Dad" and Shane came out of the house.
Once everyone was done eatting, I helped Mom clear the tables and wash dishes, while the guys went
off to play with the dirt bikes. I was drying my hands when Lance came in. "Are you ready to go home, Jade?"
I hung the dish towel up as I said, "yeah."
"Jade, you're blushing," my mom said.
"I'm sure I am." I kissed her cheek. "Thanks for dinner, Mom. I'll probably see you tomorrow."
"It was wonderful, ma'am," Lance added.
"You may as well call me mom. Everyone else does, even Mr. Hardy."
"Bye, Mom," he said with a smile. He looked at me, and his smile faded. He turned back to my mom. "Maybe
I should stick with ma'am."
"Bye you two."
As we walked outside he said, "they're quite a bunch..."
"Yeah, but it's my family. I can't get rid of them." He laughed. "Bring Jeff's bike around to the garage.
We'll take mine. It's street legal." As Lance went to get the dirtbike, I went to the garage, and uncovered the bright red
motorcycle. I put up the kickstand, and pushed it out into the driveway. As I checked the gas tank, he walked up.
"You're shitting me. You have a Harley?"
"2002 Heritage Softail. She was a Christmas present from Matt." I put the kickstand down, and leaned
it over. I dug my keys out of my pocket, and handed them to him. "Let's take it easy on the way home."
(19) What's Your Fantasy?
Ludacris (feat. Shawna)
{Ludacris} Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Give it to me now, give it to
me now give it to me now, give it to me now
{Shawna} Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Give
it to me now, give it to me now give it to me now..
{Chorus: Ludacris, then Shawna *2X*} I
wanna, li-li-li-lick you from yo' head to yo' toes And I wanna, move from the bed down to the down to the to the flo' Then
I wanna, ahh ahh - you make it so good I don't wanna leave But I gotta, kn-kn-kn-know what-what's your fan-ta-ta-sy
{Ludacris} I wanna get you in the Georgia Dome on the fifty yard line while the Dirty Birds kick for t'ree And
if you like in the club we can do it in the DJ booth or in the back of the V.I.P. Whipped cream with cherries and strawberries
on top Lick it don't stop, keep the door locked while the boat rock We go-bots and robots so they gotta wait til the
show stop or how 'bout on the beach with black sand lick up your thigh then call me the Pac Man Table top or just
give me a lap dance The Rock to the Park to the Point to the Flatlands That man Ludacris (woo) in the public bathroom or
in back of a classroom how ever you want it lover lover gonna tap that ass soon see I cast 'em and I past 'em get a
tight grip and I grasp 'em I flash 'em and out last 'em and if ain't good then I trash 'em while you stash 'em I'll
let 'em free and the tell me what they fantasy like up on the roof roof tell yo boyfriend not to be mad at me
::Chorus::
{Ludacris} I wanna get you in the bath tub with the candle lit you give it up till they go out or we can do it
on stage of the Ludacris concert cause you know I got sold out or red carpet dick could just roll out go 'head and
scream you can't hold out we can do it in the pouring rain runnin the train when it's hot or cold out how 'bout in
the library on top of books but you can't be too loud you wanna make a brother beg for it give me TLC 'cause you
know I be too proud we can do it in the white house tryna make them turn the lights out champaign with my campaign
let me do the damn thing what's my name, what's my name, what's my name a sauna, jacuzzi in the back row at the movie You
can stratch my back and rule me You can push me or just pull me on hay in middle of the barn (woo) rose pedals on the
silk sheets uh eating fresh fruits sweep yo woman right off her feet
::Chorus::
{Ludacris} I wanna get you in the back seat windows up that's the way you like to fuck, clogged up fog alert Rip
the pants and rip the shirt, ruff sex make it hurt in the garden all in the dir Roll around Georgia Brown that's the
way I like it twerk Legs jerk, overworked, underpaid but don't be afraid In the sun or up in the shade on the top
of my escalade Maybe your girl and my friend can trade; tag team, off the ropes! On the ocean or in the boat! Factories
or on hundred spokes! What about up in the candy sto' that chocolate chocolate make it melt Whips and chains, handcuffs,
smack a little booty up with my belt Scream help play my game; dracula man I'll get my fangs Horseback and I'll get
my reigns, school teacher let me get my brains
{Chorus - repeat 4X}
Once back at the house, I looked at his hands again. "Are you sure they're ok?"
"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." He tilted my chin up, until I was looking in his eyes. "Do you want
me to go?"
"No, I don't." He leaned down and softly kissed me. "Stay with me," came my whispered plea. "Make me
feel like a woman again."
"Are you sure you're ready to..."
"Yes." I took the cap off of his head, and tossed it in the chair. I tunneled my fingers in his long
blonde hair, and pressed my body to his. I grinned at him. "You seem to be ready, too." I slid my hands down his body, then
under his shirt. "Please, Lance..."
He pulled his shirt off, and threw it in the chair with his cap. He leaned down and smiled as he looked
me in the eyes. "Tonight should be special for you. Don't get in a rush."
I was taken aback for a moment. "Okay."
He laid his hand on the side of my neck, and gently kissed me. "Lead me to your room, then let me take
over, okay?"
I laid my hand on his, then slowly pulled it away. "Follow me." I released his hand as I went up the
stairs. I stopped halfway up.
"Jade, is everything alright?" he asked. When I didn't answer him, he laid his hand on my hip. "Jade?"
I reached for the hem of my shirt, and pulled it off. I laid it over the handrail and said, "it's getting
hot in here."
"It is now," he whispered. He ran his hand down my spine, then traced my tattoo. "Don't turn around.
Just go up the stairs."
I looked over my shoulder at him. "What if I want to take more off?" I teased.
He stepped up right behind me, and wrapped an arm around my waist. "I'll take the rest off of you when
I'm done setting up my plan." He slid his hand over my stomach. "My plan will really make you wet."
I sucked in a sharp breath. "You're going to kill me if you make me wait."
"You've waited a year. A few more minutes won't kill you."
I continued up the stairs, then led him into the bedroom. I thought Lance was still behind me, until
I heard the water running in the bath tub. I walked over to the doorway and saw him leaned over putting the stop in the drain.
"What are you doing, Lance?"
He smiled as he stepped up and wrapped his arms around me. "We are going to take a bath, I'm going
to scrub you from head to toe, I'll dry you off, then I'll lick you from head to toe."
I quirked my brow as an evil grin spread across my lips. "I didn't expect you to be a romantic." I
placed a kiss in the middle of his chest. "Not that I'm complaining..."
He smiled, then kissed me. "Have any candles and a lighter?"
"Around the sink. The lighter is in the top drawer. You do your thing up here. I'm going to get us
something to drink."
"Like..."
"I'll keep with your plans. No beer, no shooters... How about champagne? I've had a bottle in the fridge,
and no one to drink it with."
He softly kissed my neck. "Hurry back."
I ran back down stairs, grabbed the bottle and two flutes and carried them back up as fast as I could.
Lance had set the candles in the four corners of the tub, and lit them. He took the champagne and glasses from me, and set
them on the counter. He went back to the tub, and turned off the water. He sat on the edge, and kissed me as he worked on
my jeans. As he slid the jeans down my legs I slid my shoes off. Once they were off, all were kicked to the corner.
He stood in front of me, so close that I could feel the heat radiating off his skin. I ran my finger
tips down his stomach until I reached the button on his jeans. He buried his hand in my hair as I stared into his eyes. I
undid his pants, then ran my hands over his hips, and down his bare butt to peel them off. He kicked off his boots, toed his
socks off, then kicked them and his pants aside. He placed a kiss in the middle of my forehead, then said, "go ahead and get
in."
He held his hand out and helped me into the tub. As I slid down the back of the tub I watched him pop
the cork on the champagne through my lashes. "He is a sight to behold," I thought to myself as my eyes roamed over his back
side. He turned around with the glasses of champagne in hand, and my eyes instantly went to what hung between his legs. "Oh
my," I said with an evil grin.
He looked down, then back at me. "Something wrong?"
"Just taking in the view." I took the flute he offered. He grabbed the bottle and set it next to the
tub before getting in with me.
"Come here, babe. Lean back on me." I turned around, leaned back on him, and laid my head on his shoulder.
He raised his champagne flute in front of me. "To new beginnings."
I tapped my glass to his. "You are an amazing man, Lance." I took a sip out of my glass as I laid my
free hand on his leg. "I was right earlier. You are what every woman dreams of."
He slid his hand over my stomach, then down between my legs. I closed my eyes as his fingers found
my opening. I felt his length jumping, pressing into my back. He moaned in my ear, "you have been one surprise after another
today." He nibbled on my neck. "You deserve your heart's desire."
I moaned as he slid his finger inside me. "I have everything I want right now." I pulled his hand away
from my center, and turned around. I set my glass on the edge of the tub, then wrapped my arms around his neck. "I hate being
teased." I started at his neck, and left a trail of kisses down his chest. Before I reached the water, I took a deep breath.
I went under the water, and took him into my mouth. I slowly let the air out through my nose as I sucked his length. As I
ran out of air, I went back up his body.
His head was tilted back, and his eyes were closed. "You're playing dirty," he moaned.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," I purred. His arms went around me as I straddled his hips. I moved my
hips until he was aligned for entry. As I slowly lowered myself onto him, he claimed my lips with a hard deep kiss. I was
breathless by the time he was fully sheathed. "Holy..."
"...shit," he finished for me. With his arms around my ribs, he laid his hands on my shoulders, and
kissed my throat. As he moved down to my chest, I slowly started moving my hips. As I did the water lapped around us. "Maybe
this wasn't a good idea," he said with a smile. "We should be in the bed."
I moaned. "So I have to get off of you?" I asked innocently.
"No, I just wanted you to know that I'm going to carry you in there." True to his word, he lifted me
as he stood, and carried me to the bed. He laid me on my back without pulling out of me. He claimed my lips as he thrust his
hips, pushing further inside.
It wasn't long before my orgasm washed over me, making my muscles clench, pulling him over the edge
with me. As he pulled out of me, he gathered me in his arms, and held me to his chest. "That was..." I sighed, contentedly.
After a moment he said, "that was great. You are a perfect fit. Maybe we were..."
I put my finger to his lips. "Don't finish that. Matt said it, too."
"And you married him."
"After Mark split us up."
I curled up in his arms, and we fell asleep.
chapter 20
I awoke the next morning to the sound of the telephone ringing. I rolled over, and lifted the headset
from the cradle. "If your name ends in Hardy, Helms or Moore don't call back today," I said groggily.
"Hello, beautiful. Long time, no see."
I groaned. "Callaway, either."
"I tried to be nice and give you some time before calling to see how you are," Mark said.
Lance crawled over me, and smiled. I returned the smile. "I'm either very happy, or in heaven, because
this blonde Adonis just crawled over me, and he looks hungry for me."
"Jeff?"
"Goodbye, Mark."
"I'm at your front door."
My eyes went wide. "You're where?" The doorbell rang. I groaned and threw my head back on the pillow.
"Give me a couple minutes to get dressed." I hung up the phone, and wrapped my arms around Lance's neck. I leaned up and kissed
him. "I hate to say this, baby, but you have to get off me."
"Who's Mark?" he asked before kissing my neck.
"Undertaker."
"Let me get rid of him."
"No offense, but you couldn't get rid of him no matter what you did. He's like a dog. Once he sinks
his teeth in, it's hard to shake him."
"Mmm... I'll be your back up, then."
"Alright. Maybe if he sees another man here, he'll leave faster." I kissed him again before he rolled
out of bed, and retreived his jeans from the bathroom. I grabbed a pair of shorts out of the dresser, then yelled, "I'm stealing
your shirt," as I ran down the stairs. I slid the shorts on, grabbed Lance's shirt out of the chair, and pulled it over my
head. I went to the door, and opened it. "Come on in, Mark."
He sneered. "So, where is this blonde Adonis you were talking about?"
"He'll be down in a few minutes. He's getting dressed. Coffee?"
"I'd love some."
I lead him to the kitchen, where he took a seat at the bar, while I made coffee. "Second day in a row
I was woken up because of a man."
"Really?"
I looked at him. "Yeah, but I screwed him last night. You have a snowball's chance in hell."
"What makes you think I'm here for your pussy?"
"I know you too well."
Lance walked up behind me, wrapped one arm around me, and used his other hand to brush the hair off
of my neck. He placed a kiss under my ear, then said, "it looks better on you anyways," referring to the shirt.
Mark cleared his throat. "Oh, uh... Lance, this is Mark. Mark, this is..."
"'Dallas'. I've seen you before."
"Nice to meet you, 'Undertaker'." He looped his other arm around me. "Atleast, it would be if you hadn't
come to my woman's house."
"Sorry, I didn't see a towel on the front door."
"Why are you here, Mark?"
"I thought I'd check on you. I haven't seen you since the funeral."
"And before that it was just before Matt and I ran off to get married."
He chuckled. "That was a crazy night."
"One I don't plan on repeating. I promised, I SWORE on my husband's grave that I would find a man,
and be an honest woman to him."
"And you think this kid is the man?"
Lance moved his arms, as if he were going to go after him. I grabbed his hands and held them over my
stomach. "He's the same age I am. You just showed me what you thought of me before. Now that you have disrespected both Lance
and myself, I think you should leave."
He gave me his crooked grin as he stood from the chair. He turned his gaze to Lance. "Keep your eyes
on her. She played me and Matt like a yo-yo, then left us for his brother." His eyes went back to me, and he blew me a kiss.
"Then she fucked both of us at the same time."
"GO TO HELL, MARK!!!"
He chuckled. "You know where I am when he gets tired of you." He walked to the front door, and left.
I leaned on the counter, and broke down in tears. "Hey... Come here, baby." I leaned on his chest,
and continued crying. "I'm not going to get tired of you., and I'm not walking out on you."
"Why did that sorry son of a bitch have to bring that night up!? Or Jeff!?"
"Hey..." He tilted my chin up until I looked into his eyes. "I'm not going to hold anything from your
past against you." He laid his hand on my cheek. "We have all had our bad times. Nobody's perfect." He picked me up, and set
me on the counter. "So your sex life has been adventurous. Use what you've learned on me."
I grinned as I laid my hand on his cheek. "I'd love to. Except for the whole Matt and Mark thing."
Lance chuckled. "That's fine. I don't want to share you."
"They didn't either. In all fairness to them, the uh... threesome was my idea. I blacked out before
we got to the motel."
He smiled as he wrapped his arms tightly around me. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Jade, you are
such a trip, I can't help but love you."
"Lance, you are so cool to put up with all this drama without running back to Dallas." I ran my fingers
through his hair as I leaned forward and kissed him. "I love you."
chapter 21
When Lance and Jeff went back for another taping, I went with them. Lance and I had become very close
in the week we spent together. He was an amazing, romantic, open-minded lover. Truely everything a woman could dream of. With
four words Wildcat nearly shattered all of my dreams.
Being with Lance had gotten me out of my shell, so I thought I would dress a little more feminine this
time out. Lance and I were about to sit with the others to eat when I heard someone whistle."
"Would you look at those legs," Chris Harris said. "To what do we owe the pleasure of that short skirt?"
I blushed and said, "Hoyt."
"Was that a word, or were you hocking up a lugie?"
Lance walked up behind him, and tapped him on the shoulder. "Don't make me rearrange your face, Harris."
"You know I was just kidding, Lance."
"Stay away from my woman."
"Damn..." Chris looked down, and shifted his weight. "You won the bet."
My heart sunk.
"What bet?" Lance asked.
"On who would get her first. You know... We were talking about this last week."
Lance rolled his eyes. "I never agreed to that bet."
I left them to their arguement, and went to the table where Jeff, Kevin and Raven were. "Rave, can
I hide out with you?"
"What's wrong, J?" Jeff asked.
"Lance and Wildcat..." A sob caught in my throat. "They had a bet for who would get me first."
"Shit... Those little pricks..." Kevin stopped to get a hold on his anger. "Come on, baby girl. We'll
take care of it." He stood, and took my hand in his. He lead me over to where they were still arguing. "You two, locker room,
now!"
"But, we need to eat," Wildcat protested.
Kevin got in his face. "Right now, I don't care if you starve to death. This woman demands answers."
They walked down the hall to the locker room, followed by me and Kevin. Once inside, I stood in front
of Wildcat. I looked him over once, before giving him a fast, hard kick in the nuts with my pointed shoe. He fell to his knees.
I grabbed a handful of his hair, and yanked his head back. "You shovinist pig... I let the comment about my legs slide, but
betting on who would get a woman first... That's how a woman's heart gets broken."
"I was only joking when I brought it up," Chris moaned. "I had seen Lance sitting with you and the
guys, and decided to rib him about it."
I pushed him in the side of the head, making him fall over. I stepped over in front of Lance. He put
his hands behind his back, spread his feet, and closed his eyes. "Do what you want to me. Just know that I never lied to you,
I never played you, and I never took him up on that bet. And, remember that I meant it when I said I love you. Those aren't
words I just throw around."
I sighed, and turned to look at Kevin. He just shrugged. I turned back to Lance, who was peeking through
his lashes at me. I slapped him across the face. "Consider that a warning not to piss me off. I used to beat a bigger man
than you until he was bloody, just for the fun of it. Imagine what I'd do to you if you pissed me off. I trusted you, and,
yeah, I love you. But this sweaty nut sack laying on the floor put a big ass dent in how much I trust you. I wouldn't be so
fucking pissed if I didn't love you, Lance. But I've seen too much heartache in my life. I'm not going to take your shit,
too."
He softly petted my cheek. "Haven't I been nothing but good to you this week?"
A chill ran up my spine. Then, the words "he's telling the truth" filled my head. "Yes, you have."
"I know I'm the first you've trusted to be your man since your husband died. I'd never do anything
to betray you." I closed my eyes as he leaned down and softly pressed his lips to my forehead. "Besides, anything I would
have won from the bet would pale in comparison to the prize I have in front of me."
I opened my eyes to see him not an inch from my face. I softly kissed the middle of the red handprint
I left. "I shouldn't have doubted you, but..."
"I understand. You still don't know me very well, and you've been dicked around," he said softly. "'Expect
the worst, but hope for the best'."
"Exactly."
"I'll leave you lovebirds to your little talk," Kevin said as he picked Chris up from the ground. "Come
on. You can go eat now."
"My balls are in my throat. I don't think I can," he moaned.
"A couple swallows of food, and your balls will be back where they should be."
"Thank you, Kevin," I said without tearing my eyes from Lance's.
"A little tip for you assholes. For the past year, if I wasn't married, I wouldn't have minded having
those legs wrapped around me. But I have respected her enough to not hit on her, since I can't give her my all. Nobody knew
that until now. Lance, I expect you to show her the same respect."
Lance smiled down at me. "She has my all if she wants it."
As the door opened and Kevin helped Chris walk out, I heard Cowboy say, "OOOOOH WHEEEE looks like someone
made Wildcat a Kitten."
"Fuck off, Storm," Chris moaned.
The door clicked shut. "We're good?" he asked.
"Um... Actually, I owe you an apology for the slap. I'm sorry, I just... can't control my temper sometimes."
I slowly kissed him. "You didn't deserve it."
He grinned. "I'm just glad you didn't kick me in the nuts like you did Cat." He winced. "Just watching
that hurt me."
I gave him a sideways grin. "Well, a good fight usually ends in great make up sex... I wouldn't want
to hurt the chances of getting it."
Lance wrapped his arms around me, and lifted me off of my feet. He swung me around, then trapped me
between the wall and his body. "Now?"
I smiled as I ran my fingers through his hair. "Not now. You need to eat. Besides, it's more exciting
when the chaos of the show is in full swing."
With my back pressed against the wall his hands went to the back of my thighs, then slid up under my
skirt. "I think that slap did something for me."
"Don't get used to it. Been there, done that. I want to treat you right. I don't want to hurt you,
in any sense." I pressed my lips to his. "I love you, Lance. I just worry about you being too good to be true."
chapter 22
Over a year had passed and nothing significant changed. Lance and I were still together, the sex was
still hot as if written for a romance novel, and we connected on levels that even he didn't want to admit to. That's when
Matt decided to make it clear that he was still around.
It started out harmlessly. I would hear things moving in the kitchen, the jacuzzi would turn on by
itself, as would the tv. Then, I would see things moving out of the corner of my eye, or Lance's bag would be sitting by the
door instead of in the bedroom when we awoke in the morning.
One night I found out the reason behind the strange phenomena. Lance and I were in bed, and I was riding
him. I had tilted my head back as my orgasm neared. I looked into the mirror on the headboard through my lashes. I could see
Matt standing behind me. His hair hung loose, a long black coat covered him. I was so shocked, I couldn't move.
"Jade? Baby, what's wrong?" Lance asked.
"He's watching us," I whispered.
Lance leaned to the side to look around me. "He who? Nobody's here, but us."
"Matt is watching us. I can see him in the mirror."
As he sat up, Matt disappeared. Lance turned to look in the mirror. "I don't see anything, baby."
"He was there. I saw him as clear as if he were still alive."
My head was jerked back, as if Lance had pulled my hair. I knew better. He had never pulled my hair.
But Matt knew I loved it when he did it. The words were warm in my head, as if my dead lover had whispered them, even if their
meaning was as cold as ice. "Either he goes, or you both go. I can't stand to watch you two fuck all the time. You were my
wife, remember?"
"Yes," I whispered.
"Yes, what?" Lance asked.
"What would you say if he asked you to marry him?" Matt asked.
I swallowed hard. "Yes."
"Yes what? Look at me, damn it! Let me know what's going on," Lance said.
"I can't look at you. Matt has my hair. He's asking me about you."
"Why would you marry him?" Matt asked.
"Because he is my everything." As I looked up, he slowly reappeared.
"Holy shit," Lance said.
I continued. "I don't just love him, Matt. He is like the air I breathe, I would die without him."
I lowered my voice to a whisper. "Just like I wanted to die when I lost you."
Matt turned to look at Lance. "The only way I can cross over is if you take her as your bride. Do you
want to marry her?"
Lance was speechless for a moment. "I have a ring in my bag for her."
Matt released my hair, and retrieved the bag. He set it on the bed beside us. "Ask her."
I looked at the bag, then at Lance. "Hunny..."
"Yes?" they both answered.
"Lance, were you..."
He smiled as he petted my cheek. "Will you take this crazy Texan as your husband?"
"Oh, hunny... Yes!"
"Now that this is settled, I would like to make a request," Matt said.
I looked at his ghostly figure. "Anything."
He laid his hand on my cheek. It felt like a cold mist. "Name the child in your womb after me."
Lance gave me a sideways grin. "Have you been keeping something from me?"
I blushed. "I was waiting to find out from the doctor..." He kissed me hard. When the kiss ended, I
looked up at Matt. "Thank you."
"Goodbye, Jade. I may not be as close as I am now, but I will always be with you." He began to fade
again. Before he was gone he said, "by the way, the family is here. I kinda told them you need to talk to them."
"MATTHEW MOORE HARDY! If you weren't already dead, I'd kill you!" His laugh faded as did the rest of
him. Not a minute later, the doorbell rang.
We got dressed as fast as we could, then went downstairs to get the door. On the other side was Mom,
"Dad", and Jeff. "Come on in everybody. Have a seat."
Mom stopped in front of me, as the guys took a seat. "What's wrong, hunny? Why did you need to see
all of us?"
"I'll explain it to everyone. You'll probably think we're nuts."
She took a seat with the others, while Lance and I stood before them. He gave my hand a supportive
squeeze. "We just had a strange visitor. He's been giving us little hints that he's been here, but tonight he showed himself
to me and Lance."
"You called us over here, because you have a stray or a racoon?" Jeff asked.
"No. Matt was here."
"But, he's dead, hunny. Matt couldn't have been here," "Dad" said.
"I hate to disagree, Mr. Hardy. I saw him, too," Lance said.
"Matt is the one that called you all over here, not me. I guess he wanted us to give you some news,"
I said with a smile.
"What kind of news?" Mom asked.
"Well, we have a double whammy for you," Lance laughed.
"With a little persuasion from Matt, as of about ten minutes ago, we are engaged." I looked up at Lance
before continuing. "And, I'm pregnant."
He took my left hand, and kissed my knuckles. "I'll be right back. I forgot something."
I watched as Lance ran to the stairs, then up them. "Are you two serious? You saw Matt?" Jeff asked.
"Yes. He's been watching us. Knowing that he has been here explains why I've found Lance's bags by
the door on more than one occassion. He made his presence known, because he said he's tired of watching us. He said the only
way he could cross over is if Lance married me."
"He must have known I was going to ask," Lance said as he rejoined us. He went down on one knee in
front of me. "I've been carrying this around with me for a month, trying to get the nerve to ask." He looked me in the eyes
as he opened the box. "Would you have said yes if Matt wouldn't have shown up?"
"Yes." I smiled at him as he slid the ring on my finger. I leaned down and kissed him. "I love you."
"I love you, too."
Epilogue
We decided to have the wedding in Dallas, as it would be where we lived once it was all over. Mom was
extatic that she got to help prepare for the big day. She was especially happy that she got to help me pick out a dress this
time. As we walked into the boutique, a cheery woman stepped over to us. "Hello, may I help you?"
"I'm getting married in a week, and I need a dress."
"That doesn't give us much time..."
"I'm three months pregnant. I wasn't sure how big I would be by the time it came," I said with a smile.
"Do you have something in mind?"
"I don't really want anything too extravagant, or frilly. And, this is my second wedding, so off-white."
She thought for a moment. "I think we have exactly what you're looking for." She led us to a rack full
of off-white dresses, and pulled a floor length dress off. "Something like this?"
"It's beautiful! May I try it on?"
"Right this way."
She led me to the dressing room, where I changed into the dress. As I came out, I asked, "what do you
think, Mom?"
I could see the tears well up in her eyes. "Oh, Jade..."
"We call it the Guinevere, because of it's long, dangling sleeves, fitted bodice that comes to a point
below the hips, and the flowing skirt."
"And, there's a little room, in case I gain a few pounds in the next week," I laughed. "Can you picture
it? The sides of my hair braided back with baby's breath, a daisy bouquet..." When she didn't say anything, I sat beside her.
"What's wrong, Mom?"
"All those things I've been waiting for, I'm finally getting them. I get to watch my baby get married,
we're picking out your dress together, and my grandchild..."
I took her hands in mine. "I may not be with Matt this time, but I'm with a wonderful man, too. None
of this would have been possible without Lance."
She slid one of her hands out, and patted mine as she smiled. "I'm sure your father would have approved
of him, just like he did Matthew. They're not so different, Matt and Lance. Both respectable young men, a little wild, and
both have treated you right."
"Most women don't get one true love in their life. I'm about to marry my second. I have been blessed."
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Once the day finally arrived, I was so nervous. "Hold still," Amara Storm said. I had asked Cowboys'
wife to be my bride's maid. She was trying to fix my hair, but I wouldn't stop fidgetting.
"I can't help it, Amara. I'm nervous as hell." I sighed. "I wonder if Lance is."
"Well, you're not going to find out, if you don't let me fix your hair." She put the last sprig of
baby's breath in my hair. "There. You're all done."
"Great." I stood from the chair, lifted the skirt of my dress, and went to the door.
"Where are you going?"
"To see Lance."
"No, you're not! It's bad luck for him to see you."
"Then, I won't let him see me. I want to talk to him. I just need to hear his voice." Our eyes locked,
a silent battle of stubborness insued.
"Alright," she sighed. "But don't let him see you."
"I'm sure Jeff won't let him." I walked over to the room he was getting ready in, and knocked on the
door. "Lance?"
The door opened slightly. "What are you doing here, Jade?" Jeff asked.
"I want to talk to Lance. We don't have to see each other. I just want to talk to him."
"I'm right here, darlin'," he said from behind the door.
"I'm so nervous... I wanted to see if you were, too."
He chuckled. "Yeah, I am a little nervous. But, if I plan on making you a Hoyt, I have to suck it up."
He paused for a moment. "You do still want to get married, don't you?"
"Of course, hun. I couldn't imagine life without you, now."
"Then I'll see you at the end of that aisle, baby. I love you."
I grinned. "I love you, too."
Thirty minutes later, I awaited my escort from outside the doors to the chapel. "Where the hell is
he!? He was dressed and almost ready thirty minutes ago. I'm about to walk down the aisle by myself!"
"Keep your panties on. He'll be out here when it's time," Amara said.
Just then, the doors to the chapel opened. "Are you ready, J?"
"I've been waiting for you, Jeffrey! Remember, you're supposed to walk me down the aisle."
He ducked back in and said, "they're ready." He stepped out while two men held the doors open. He took
his spot beside me as Amara began her walk down the aisle. He placed my hand on his arm. "Do you feel better now?"
"No. I feel like I'm going to fall on my face."
"You're not going to fall." Enough space was between us and Amara. "Alright. Remember to start with
your left."
"Bite me, Jeff."
I kept my eyes locked on Lance as Jeff and I walked down the aisle. His tuxedo fit nicely over his
huge frame. He had left his long hair down, and let it fall over his shoulders. I looked to his side, and saw James Storm,
dressed nicely in his tuxedo, but his trademark black Stetson on his head. As we stepped up in front of the preacher he asked,
"who gives this woman to this man?"
"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, on behalf of her mother and my brother, Matthew." Jeff placed my hand in Lance's,
then kissed my cheek.
As Jeff walked to his seat, the preacher said, "dearly beloved, we are gathered on this day to join
this man and this woman in the bonds of holy matrimony. If any man has an objection to this union, let him speak now, or forever
hold his peace."
There was a long moment of silence. As the preacher opened his bible, a deep voice spoke up. "I do."
Our friends and family broke into a loud murmur.
I turned around, and saw him walking down the aisle. "What are you doing here!?"
He stopped in front of me, and went down on his knees. He gave me that sideways grin that always made
me melt. "I'm surprised the roof isn't caving in." He sobered. "Jade, I couldn't let you marry this guy without getting my
words in. I know neither of us were really good to each other, and it was probably more my fault than anyone else's. But my
life is hell without you in it. When you married Matt, I tried to stay out of it, because you two were sweethearts for so
long. When he died, I tried to give you time to heal. When I went to your house, and found you with "Dallas", it broke my
heart."
I felt the sting of tears, as I stared into his green eyes. "Don't do this, Mark, please..."
"The day before you married Matt, you admitted that you still love me. Can you honestly say you don't
love me now?"
Tears flowed down my cheeks like a winding river. "I love Lance, and I am having his child. I am marrying
him."
"That's not what I asked you, darlin'. Look me in the eyes, and tell me you don't love me anymore,
and I'll walk out of your life for good."
I didn't notice Jeff until he told Mark, "come on, Taker. She's happy with Lance. Let her marry him."
"Jade, just tell me, and I'll walk away," he whispered.
I looked up at Lance. "Do what your heart tells you to," he said.
I lifted the skirt on my dress, and kneeled in front of Mark. I laid my hand on his cheek, and he leaned
into my touch. "I had your words tatooed on my back. You were right. Love is pain. It couldn't be clearer than it is
right now. Yes, I still love you, Mark. But I love Lance, too, and he holds a larger piece of my heart than you. He has given
me unconditional love, never-ending happiness, stability in my life... He helped me find my sanity after I lost Matt. And
he has given me something neither you nor Matt gave me: a chance to be a mother. I'm over three months pregnant with his child.
My love for Lance aside, the love I have for this tiny child would make me marry him, so this child can grow up with his father."
I stood back up, and went over to Lance. I wrapped my arms around his waist, and laid my head on his
chest. "No matter if we are married today, tomorrow, or never, I'm staying with Lance."
James stepped around Lance, and nodded to the crowd. I looked up as a large number of the men rose
from the pews, and came down the aisle. Jeff looked over his shoulder. "I think it's time you left, Taker."
"You can go willingly, or my extended family can carry your ass out," Lance said. He wrapped his arms
around my shoulders. "You heard her... She said she's staying with me."
"And we're not taking too kindly to you interrupting this ceremony," James said.
"Jade?"
"Goodbye, Mark."
James, Jeff, Wildcat, and Raven lifted him back to his feet. Mark swung around, half dragging them.
He grabbed Jeff by his throat. "It's your fault I'm not married to her right now!"
"No, Mark. It's your own fault for not trusting me enough," I said. Then, Mark was blind-sided by Kevin.
He went limp in their arms. Then, the guys carried him out.
As the guys came back in, they barracaded the doors. "Are there anymore objections?" the preacher asked.
Everyone answered with a resounding "no". "Good. I believe we were at the vows... Jade, repeat after
me: I, Jade Hardy, take you, Lance, to have and to hold, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health, until death do we part."
I repeated it word for word.
"Lance, repeat after me: I, Lance Hoyt, take you, Jade, to have and to hold, for richer or poorer,
in sickness and health, until death do we part." He smiled at me as he repeated.
"The rings..." I took Lance's ring from Amara as Lance got mine from James. He slid the ring on my
finger. "Wear this ring as a symbol of my love, respect and admiration for you."
I slid his ring in his finger. "Wear this as a symbol of everything you are to me; my lover, my best
friend, and now my husband. You are my everything, Lance."
"By the power vested in me by the State of Texas, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the
bride."
"You had the chance to leave me standing here. Now, you're stuck with me."
"I could never leave you," I said with a smile.
He laid one hand on my neck, as the other arm went around me. I wrapped my arms around him as he claimed
my lips. The preacher said, "may I introduce Mr. and Mrs. Lance Hoyt."
We ended the kiss and laughed as our guests hooted and hollered. "I love you, baby."
"I love you, too, darlin'."
THE END
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