Title: Not So Angelic
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 2
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 slunk into the locker room before Raw that night, trying to be
invisible. She was afraid that the other women's knowing eyes would take one
look at her and know. That they'd see the sex just radiating from every pore.
'I shouldn't be ashamed. Shane McMahon and I are both adults, and it wasn't
something forced or that we meant to happen. But it did, and it's okay. So why
am I feeling so guilty?' Jaylynn asked herself. 'Becasue he is one of your
bosses.' came her silent answer.
"Hey Jaylynn, what's wrong?" Angela asked as she plopped down in a chair next to
Jaylynn. "Nothing." Jaylynn replied a little to quickly.
"are you still upset about Shane?" Angela asked and Jaylynn's eyes widened. "Wh-Why
would I be upset over Shane?" she stammered. "Uh, because he's your friend and
he took a really nasty bump in the ring." Angela told her.
'Damn people. We need to have a code word to let me know which Shane everyone is
talking about.' Jaylynn cursed herself. "Oh, I'm not upset really. Worried a
bit, not upset." Jaylynn covered.
"yeah, okay. Anyway, I was going to tell you that Shane is here tonight. Kali
and Shannon picked him up from the hospital early this morning." Angela told her
and Jaylynn nodded absentmindedly.
***
"Hey Jaylynn." Shane Helms greeted as Jaylynn entered the catering room. Shane
was leaning against a bar-type counter tha was in the middle of the room, piled
high with food. Jaylynn smiled and went to stand on the other side of the bar,
facing Shane.
"Hey Helms, what's up? How you feelin'?" Jaylynn asked him. "Okay I guess. My
face hurts like hell though." He told her.
Jaylynn nodded, "that's to be expected after you've had your face driven into a
mat." "Where were you last night? I called your room but nobody answered." Shane
asked.
Jaylynn felt her heart skip a small beat. "Um, what time did you call?" She
asked. "Probably around one in the morning." he told her.
Jaylynn felt her face redden as she remember what exactly she had been doing at
one in the morning. "I was pretty tired. I probably slept through it." Jaylynn
weakly offered.
Shane opened to his mouth to say something but out of nowhere Shane McMahon
appeared at Jaylynn's side. "Hey Helms, how are you doing?" Shane M. asked.
"Okay." Was Shane H's short reply.
Jaylynn was trying to keep her breathing under control as she got a whiff of
Shane McMahon's cologne. Just the scent of it was bringing back memories of the
night before.
"Good afternoon Jaylynn. How are you?" Shane McMahon asked as professionally as
ever. "I'm good. And you?" Jaylynn asked, suprised at how calm her voice
sounded.
"Absolutely wonderful! Last nights Pay Per View really seemed to please the
fans. I had an absolutely pleasureable night." he told her, and again the color
rushed to her cheeks. "but now, I must be going. I just wanted to make sure
Helms here was okay." Shane M. said.
He glanced at Jaylynn before he left her side, noticing her eyes had widened and
she had swallowed nervously when he patted her butt. He knew better then to
thrust what had happened between them the night before in everyone's faces. But
he couldn't resist doing something to let her know he was still thinking about
it. And he felt safe in the knowledge that no one had seen it, since the bar had
blocked everyone else's view from where his hands had been. And now he made his
escape proudly.
Shane Helms was watching him through narrowed eyes, but when wasn't he? Shane
McMahon chuckled as he left the room.
Chapter 3