Title: Take that Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: chapter 3
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.
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*. Um, Just so you know though, In my story all the wrestlers go by their wrestling name in 'real life'. It's easier for me that way =).
Summary: Everyone seems to see the sparks between Jeff and Jami, but will their spark catch fire? Or will it burn them?
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Jami grabbed a piece of pizza and sat back in the overstuffed leather chair that she had claimed as hers. She popped open a can of coke and took a sip. She looked around the room, checking out who all was there. Matt and Lita were in the corner of the room, checking their email on Lita's laptop. Chris Jericho and Kurt Angle were arm wrestling a few feet from them. Ivory and Kat were reading thru a bunch of fan mail on the floor. Edge and Christian were trying to teach Stephanie McMahon how to play a game on playstation. Jami sighed and took a bite of her pizza. She had no idea where Jeff was. After Edge had entered, vince had entered, apologizing for his son's behavior. no one had a clue to what was going on with Shane. Jami and Lita had left right after Vince, while Edge, Matt and Jeff had promised to bring their stuff to the hotel if they went and got pizza and drinks for everyone. It had been an hour since Edge and Matt had showed up, minus Jeff. All they had said was that he had 'something' to do.
The door opened and Trish Stratus walked into the hotel room. Jami sighed and Trish smiled at her. She sat down next to Jami and put an arm around her shoulders. Jami layed her head on Trish's shoulder. "Hey girl. how's your face?" she asked. Jami gingerly touched her face, "It's sore, but not to bad." Trish smiled, "where's Jeff?" she asked, looking around the room. "I have no idea. The last time I saw him was at the ring." Jami sighed again. "you have it bad for him, don't you?" Trish asked suddenly. Jami stiffened, "Uh, what are you talking about?" "I saw the match...the way you were looking at him. It was obvious, hun." for the 50th time that night, Jami turned beat red. She slowly sat up and caught Edge grinning wickedly at her. Jami smiled self consciously. She stood up. "Um, I think I should...uh, go over....uh, that direction." she said, pointing towards Lita. "Jami, hun, he was looking at you the very same way." Trish said just as the door opened. Jami looked up in embarassment as Jeff walked through the door. Jami ducked her head as Trish jumped up and ran over to where Jeff was standing. "hey." she said, kissing him on the cheek. "hey." he replied in return, kissing her cheek, "What were you guys talking about?" he whispered to her. Trish gave him a sly smile before turning away from him.
Jeff shook his head and grabbed a piece of pizza and a bottle of water. He glanced over at where Jami was laughing at something Matt had said. She looked up and caught him looking at her. She shot him a smile and Jeff walked over to join their little group. "Hey man." Matt said, without looking up. Lita just shot him a smile before turning back to the computer. Jami gave him another smile, and turned her attention to him. "Hey, what took you so long?" she asked. Jeff stopped mid-bite and shot a look over her shoulder to Matt. Jami looked confused and turned towards Matt and Lita. Lita's face held a similar look of confusion while Matt's face looked over-innocent. Lita shrugged her shoulders and Jami turned back to Jeff.
Jami saw Edge and Christian approaching from behind Jeff. "Dude! Listen, we're going to split. I'm about dead. Are you still going to meet us for breakfast in the morning?" Edge asked Jeff. Jeff nodded. christian turned his attention to Jami. "Hi, we haven't met yet, but I'm christian. Welcome to the WWF. You did great tonight." Jami shot him a wide smile. "thanks a lot Christian!" After they had left, Jeff turned to Lita. "Hey Lita, can I use your laptop, later, to check my email?" Before she could say anything, Jami shyly broke in. "I have a laptop in my room if you want to use it while matt's using Lita's. I was getting ready to head to my room anyways." Matt shot Jeff a smile before looking away.
Jeff stood up and offered a hand to help Jami up. She took it and stood, grabbing her trash as she went. She tossed her trash in the can as she started for the door. Jeff blushed guiltily as he bent to retrieve his trash that he had left just sitting there. Lita let out a snort as Matt hid a smile behind his hand. Jeff ignored them and followed Jami out of the room. They walked down a long plush hallway to Jami and Lita's shared room. Jami opened the door, flipping on the lights as she entered the room. Jeff looked around the room as Jami sat at the desk, flipping on a laptop. There were 2 twin beds, a TV, a desk, a mini fridge, a large window, a closet and a door that led to the bathroom. Jeff sat on the edge of a bed, neither of them speaking. After a few moments Jami turned to him with a smile on her face. "There ya go! Your free to check your email." she stood up, walking over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. Jeff sat down at the desk and began to check his email. Jami sat on the edge of the bed and watched him while he concentrated intently on what he was doing. After about 45 minutes he looked up, looking embarassed. "I'm sorry, I know I am being rude.. I had a ton of email. But I'm done now." he apologized. Jami smiled, "That's okay. Really!" Jeff started to say something but hesitated. Finally he said, "Um, I have something to give you...but I left it in my room. I'll be back, okay?" Jami nodded. Jeff jumped up and left the room, closing the doro behind him. Jami sat on the bed confused.
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Five minutes later Jeff stood at the door to Jami's room, trying to psych himself up. In his hands he held 3 white roses, clustered with baby's breathe. he let out a shaky breathe as he knocked on the door. He opened it and saw Jami standing at the desk, reading a card that he assumed had come from a dozen red roses that were sitting on the desk. He sighed dejectedly, looking down at his own tiny offering. Jami looking up at him, setting the card down on the desk and crossing to where he stood. Her eyes were wide with delight as she looked at the roses. She grinned up at him and he blushed. "Uh, these...are for you. They are an apology for not keeping Shane away from you." he mumbled. Jami gently took the flowers from his hand, burying her rose in their petals. "Oh they are beautiful! How did you know that white roses are my favorite?" "Lita told me. I'm sorry they aren't as beautiful as these." he said, pointing to the red roses. "what are you talking about? vince sent me those as an apology for Shane's behavior, but I like these so much better!" he looked at her and gulped, "why?" "Because they are from you." She offered him a sweet smile.
He took a step towards her, so they were only a few steps apart. "Did I tell you thank you for what you did today? You saved me from getting hurt severly. I owe you." Jami told him quietly. Jeff moved towards her so there was only one step seperating them. "I'll have to keep that in mind." he responded, not taking his eyes off of her. They stood, looking at each other for a few moments. "Take that step." Jeff breathed. Jami bit her bottom lip and started to lean in towards him. Suddenly something changed in her expression. She jerked away, a look of pure fear on her features. She backed up, towards the bathroom. "I, oh, Jeff, I am sorry. I just...I can't." she cried, turning and bolting into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind her. Jeff rushed to the door and started banging on it. "Jami, come out of there please. Jami!" he could hear a few muffled sobs.
The room door opened and Lita walked in. concern showed on her face. "Jeff, what's going on?" she asked. "Jami locked herself in the bathroom! WOMEN!" he huffed, exasperated. He rushed out of the room, leaving a confused Lita behind.
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Inside the bathroom Jami was leaning on the sink, her forehead pressed against the mirror. "I am so sorry Jeff." She whispered. letting teardrop after teardrop fall.
Chapter 4
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