Title: One Step Back
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 18 out of 21
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). This is the sequel to "Take That Step" you find the address to that story in my signature at the bottom of this email. 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: There's a large group coming to Jami and Jeff's....and you know what that means....MORE TROUBLE!
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The group had picked up the movies, "Dude, Where's My Car" and "Rush Hour". "Let me guess...Chris, you picked out the movies?" Jami said. Chris grinned, "After you watch these you'll NEEEEEEVER EEEEEVER be the same!" Everyone groaned loudly at his catch phrase. They popped in "Dude, Where's My Car" first. Jami noticed that Edge sat on the floor, behind where Tasha was. Jami smiled as she realized that he was just outta her arms reach. Then, everyone turned their attention to the movie.
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After the first movie Jami noticed that Matt had leaned his head on Lita's legs and she was distractedly playing with his hair. Jami smiled, maybe Edge was right.
Jami looked over at Edge and saw him lean over and whisper something to Tasha. He looked back at Jami and mouthed, "We're going to go talk." Jami nodded and watched them leave the room. 'Heaven help him.' she thought.
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"Tasha, I'm sorry. I had absolutely no right whatsoever to try and tell you what you could not do. I was just worried about you and I let my mouth move faster than my brain. Please, I really am sorry." Tasha just stared at him. "would it help my case if I say that I'd be honored to have you as my valet?" he asked her. Tasha searched his eyes with hers and saw that he was being honest with her. "Maybe if you said it with a kiss." she said with a teasing smile. Edge wrapped his arms around her and smiled, "Tasha, I'd be honored if you'd be my valet." he told her, kissing her.
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"Do you think she's killed him yet?" Christian asked. "Well, I haven't heard any screams of pain yet, so I think he's okay." Matt replied. "Either that or he's dead." Christian suggested. "Maybe someone should go and check on them." RVD suggested. "I ain't doin' it. I'm comfortable right where I am." Jami said. "Yeah, I'm glad YOU'RE comfortable." Christian grumbled. "Oh, be quiet or I'll stick my foot somewhere you don't want it." Jami mumbled back. "Fine, I'll go and check on them." Trish said, jumping up and leaving the room.
She returned seconds later, a huge smile across her face. "Well, she must have tried to kill him, 'cause it looks like she's giving him CPR now."
Chapter 19
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