Title: An Angel Gets Her Wings
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 8
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
Jaylynn stood out in the hallway, staring at the
door in front of her. Her heart was pounding so badly that she didn't think
she'd have to knock. Her eyes traced the number 313 that was placed on the
door.
All she had to do was raise her hand, knock on
the door and leave her moral obligations out in the hallway. Or she could
knock on the door, tell Shane that she shouldn't be there and leave. That she
shouldn't have come. But she was standing there, at his door.
Struggling to keep her breathing calm, Jaylynn
quickly knocked on the door before she lost her nerve. A second later the door
popped open and Shane grinned at her. He moved to allow her room to enter and
Jaylynn gulped nervously as the door clicked shut behind her.
Before she could even force her mouth to form
the words telling him that she shouldn't there, Shane pushed her back against
the door and his mouth covered hers. Jaylynn's mind raced as her senses were
overwhelmed by the electricity in his kiss.
Shane's hands raised Jaylynn's up against the
door, even with her head and Jaylynn intertwined her fingers with his. As
Shane's tongue pushed into her mouth, Jaylynn relaxed and enjoyed the
sensations that were flowing through her.
Shane untangled one of his hands and let it
slowly trail around to her back. He pulled her up against him and his hand
touched the skin on her back that was left bare by her t-shirt.
The contact jerked Jaylynn back to her senses
and she pushed Shane away slightly. "This is wrong. I shouldn't be here." She
whispered, trying to regain her breath. Shane's voice floated through her
head, "I know it is...but you are here." and he kissed her again.
Jaylynn was fighting to keep her feet under her,
her knees had already turned to jelly. Shane placed a trail of kisses from her
jaw down to her collarbone and then back again. Jaylynn let her hands trail
over Shane's arms, around to his chest and then down his abs. She found her
hand lingering at the zipper of his jeans and once again she snapped back to
reality.
"Shane...no. We can't do this. Not with Jeff in
my life and Angela in yours." Jaylynn said. Shane stopped his assault on her
senses and nodded. "Ok, if that's what you want." he said, looking rejected.
"It's not what I want! But it's what we have to
do! We know the difference between right and wrong, so we need to act like
it." Jaylynn told him, trying to convince herself as much as him.
Shane placed a gentle kiss on her lips. A moment
later Jaylynn opened the door and slipped out.
Chapter 9