Title: Tonight I wanna be your man
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 1
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*. The song belongs to Andy Griggs. And the address to the stories is at the bottom of this email. 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: Jean Paul Levesque wants Stephanie to know that he wants to be her man.
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have been suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
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Jean Paul slowly walked through the hotel lobby, wanting to do nothing more than get to his hotel room. Every muscle in his body ached, and he was beginning to wonder if Angle hadn't pulled out a handful of his hair earlier in the night.
He had been glad to see that the hotel lobby was cleared at rather well by the time he had gotten there. He had signed some autographs and taken a few pictures. And now he wanted to go and rest his weary limbs.
Baby light a couple candles
Lock the bedroom door
Put on some sweet soul music
Throw a blanket on the floor
Surrender to my patient hands
All week I've been your husband
Tonight I wanna be your man
Jean Paul, known to the world as Triple H, or The Game, walked quietly through the hallway among the maze of doors. Something jogged his memory and he replayed his encounter with his girlfriend Stephanie McMahon, this morning.
Stephanie had walked out of her hotel room, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a WWF Women's Tee. They had passed each other in the hallway, but her eyes had barely seemed to take him in. They use to light up whenever she caught a glance of him, a smile placing itself on her lips.
Lately they both had been working odd hours. When he had any spare time on his hands, she was working. And vice versa. Occasionally they stole a quick kiss, but apart from that, they barely saw each other.
They played a loving husband and wife on TV, twice a week. Okay, so maybe they weren't always playing the loving couple, but they still played the parts of Triple H, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, and his wife, Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley.
The duo had played the couple that won titles together, broke hearts together and broke jaws together. They had played the part so well that sometimes they forgot that they weren't really those characters, but just J.P. and Stephanie.
It hit me just this morning
When I passed you in the hall
I swear I caught you looking
Like you don't know me at all
Let me show you who I am
All week I've been your husband
Tonight I wanna be your man
I'll always be your cover when your cold
When the world lines up against you
I'm the safe place you can go
Now and then we need to find some time to be in love
Just be in love
Without to much thought, Jean Paul walked past his own hotel room door. He knocked a few times quickly on another door, before it was opened slowly, by a sleepy looking young woman. "Paul...what are you doing here? It's..." The woman checked the hotel hallway clock, "2 a.m."
"Stephanie....Listen, baby....all week I've played your husband. But tonight. I just want it to be you and me. Just Steph and Paul. Please, I just want to be your man." Jean Paul grinned down at her.
A smile played across Stephanie's features as she took his hand, and lead him into her hotel room.
Now the whole world's in bed sleeping
I think we're finally alone
If the telephone starts ringing
We'll pretend like we're not home
Cause any fool would understand
All week I've been your husband
Tonight I wanna be your man
Let me show you who I am
All week I've been your husband
Tonight I wanna your man
Just forget about that wedding band
All week I've been your husband
Tonight I wanna be your man
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