Author: Katie
E-mail: [email protected]
Disclaimer: I don't own 'em & I'm not claiming that this happened, only in my mind.
Distribution: Only at Castles in the Sky http://members.tripod.com/katemarie_1
Rating: NC-17
Het/Slash/Both: Het
Summary: Kevin and Trish find each other.
Note: I honestly have absolutely no excuse for this one but just for the hell of it I'm blaming Frala *grins*
Another Note: Thanks as always to AJ for betaing this *G*
Trish smiles across the empty room at the older man and moves towards him. "So I've been noticing you watching me."
"Yeah well, you're a beautiful woman. And from what Hunter tells me a hell of an athlete. Is it true you kicked his ass in basketball?"
"I don't know about kicking his ass but I have a hell of a three point shot."
Kevin smiles. "That's what I like to hear. How about a game?"
"What game?" Trish asks silently begging the older man to ask her into his bed.
"Of basketball darlin'. What else would I be asking you?"
She shrugs and laughs softly. "I don't know. But yeah sure. I'll meet ya in the garage in fifteen minutes. They have a hoop set up down there."
He nods his head and watches as she walks away. He jumps slightly as someone walks up behind him and starts speaking. "She's single ya know?"
Kevin turns around and glares down at Jeff Hardy. "I thought you and her were�" He trails off.
Jeff laughs. "Hell no. She's not exactly my type."
Kevin frowns as he watches one of his boys walks up and wraps his arms around the rainbow haired young man. "Hi Sean."
"Heya Coach. How's it going?" The older man watches amazed as Sean leans down and kisses the younger man's neck.
"Ummm� what's going on?"
Raising an eyebrow Sean smiles at his friend. "Surely you can figure that out for yourself Coach?"
"You're gay?" Kevin asks not sure he likes this new development.
"Well, bi technically but yeah. I fuck men. If that's a problem for you Coach�" Sean trails off and looks down at the younger man his intense glare softening. "Too bad."
"I didn't mean it like that O'Haire. I'm just a little surprised is all. I Knew Chuck and Mikey were together but I didn't have any clue that you're gay too."
"Yeah well� What can I say? It's more fun than fucking women."
Jeff laughs and scoots away from the older men. "Hey Kev� I'm serious� You should make a play for Trish because I guarantee she's interested. Who wouldn't be?" He winks and then takes off.
Sean rolls his eyes lightly as he stares after his lover. "That kid has way too much energy. Anyhow, he's right Coach. Trish does have the hots for you." He grins up at the older man before taking off in the same direction Jeff had headed.
Kevin stares in that direction before remembering he was supposed to meet Trish in the garage five minutes before. He heads to his locker room and changes quickly into sweats.
Trish is taking some practice shots when Kevin walks into the garage. He stops and stares at the beautiful woman. He smiles softly taking in the luscious curves and the way her blonde hair is bouncing against her shoulders. He shakes his head softly and moves his eyes down to her chest.
Trish looks up and catches Kevin's stare. She smiles and turns her back on the older man knowing he hadn't seen her catch him in the act of staring at her chest. With a soft laugh she bends over under the pretense of stretching. She grins triumphantly at the soft groan that meets her ears. Turning around she smiles at Kevin. "Hey Big Sexy. Ready to play?"
He shakes his head softly before meeting the young woman's golden brown eyes. "Yeah." He steps forward and pulls his sweat shirt over his head not noticing the way Trish's eyes greedily take in the sight of his naked chest and abs. "So� Play to twenty one?"
She nods her head trying to clear out the lust filled thoughts dancing around in her head before tossing him the ball. "You first."
"Check the ball." She laughs as he tosses the ball her way. She bounces it back towards him before they start playing the game.
They're down to the last point when Trish accidentally knees the older man in the groin. "Oh shit. Kevin I am so sorry. Here let me help you."
He groans in pain as he gets to his feet. "I'm all right. Hey that's one way to make sure you win the game."
She smacks him lightly before laughing. "I was winning fuck you very much."
He grins and stretches his leg muscles. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You knew I had ya."
"Right where you wanted me right?"
He grins and is helpless to stop the words that slip from his mouth. "Nah that'd be naked on my bed with me pounding into ya." He freezes upon realizing what he said. "Shit. Trish I�"
Reaching up, she covers the older man's mouth with her forefinger. "Shhhh. That's one of my favourite fantasies." With a small grin she pulls his mouth against hers and kisses him softly. "Let's get you some ice and we can talk about where you want me a little more after the show okay?"
He nods his head, feeling slightly light headed from the kiss and the fact that Trish actually wants him. He follows her willingly to the trainer's room where Vince is standing talking to his son. "What happened to you Kevin?"
Trish blushes and pushes the big man into a chair. "I kinda accidentally kneed him in the crotch."
"And how exactly did you do that?" Vince asks fighting to keep the grin off his face.
"We were playing basketball. He was going up for a lay-up and� Well� I didn't mean to." She says trying not to giggle.
Kevin growls and reaches out smacking her lightly on the butt. "Shut up. You knew I was going to take you�" He trails off and meets her grin before continuing. "So you just had to put me down."
Laughing she turns to the trainer. "Some ice for his�" She breaks out laughing causing Kevin to reach over and swat her on the ass again.
Shaking his head, Vince turns back to Shane. "So I want you to put those two in an angle together. I don't care how but I want it to happen."
"Kay dad. Jeff Hardy versus Sean O'Haire. Done. It should be easy enough to work out provided you let Sean do his version of the senton."
Vince nods his head. "Whatever. Just make the feud happen."
Shane gets unsteadily to his feet and grins at Trish before heading down the hallway with his father. The trainer hands an ice pack to Kevin and looks between the two blondes quickly before heading out to check on some of the injured wrestlers.
Trish drops into the chair next to Kevin and smiles at the older man. "I really am sorry about kneeing you."
"Nah. It's okay sweets. It doesn't hurt that bad anymore." He smiles at her and then jerks his hips as her hands brush against his barely covered cock.
"Good. Because I'm really hoping you'll take me to your room after the show so we can see about you getting me right where you want me." She says trailing her fingernails over the cotton covered bulge.
Delighting in hearing the older man gasp she leans over and kisses his chest. "Ya know� I'm not scheduled for tonight. Are you?"
"Fuck." He gasps out as her hand closes around his shaft. "Yeah." His breathing quickens as her fingers knead him gently. "Gotta� Fuck� Accompany Scotty� Shit� To the ring against� Damn baby� Steve." He reaches down grasping her wrist lightly. "If you don�t stop that shit I won't be responsible for my actions."
She nods and moves so that she's straddling his hips. "What exactly would you do to me? Huh Big Sexy?" She smiles saucily and grinds her hips against his.
Grabbing her hips he stops her movements. "First, I'd spread these beautiful legs of yours and kiss every inch of flesh between here," he lightly touches her ankle, "And here." He rubs his fingers against her neck causing the young woman to shudder. "Then, I'd slide my fingers over this beautiful body of yours until you were quivering underneath me."
Nodding her head, Trish gasps for air as his long finger's brush against her spandex clad pussy. "Then what?" She asks breathily.
He grins and starts talking in the same low seductive tone. "Then I'd slide my mouth over your wetness and make you scream my name."
Gasping Trish tries talking. "Fuck you're cocky."
"You have no idea sweets." He grins and rubs his thumb against her aching clit. "After I've made you scream� then the real fun would begin."
"Oh really?"
He nods his head before reaching up with his free hand and massaging one of her large breasts. "Can't you just imagine my thick shaft sliding in and out of you while our mouths clash against each other?"
She moans and arches against him. "Fuck. Kevin� Now� Fuck me Now." She demands aching to feel the older man inside of her.
Shaking his head he gets to his feet pulling her with him before setting her on the ground. "Sorry sweets. I've gotta go change into my jeans so I can walk to the ring with Scotty."
With a groan Trish sinks into the chair previously occupied by the older man and growls as he leaves the room. "Fucker. Getting me all worked up like that and not finishing me? I'll get him back." She grins as an idea starts to occur to her.
In The Locker Room
Scott looks up from where he's lacing up his boots and grins as his best friend sinks onto the bench next to him. "Where were you Chico?"
"Trish Stratus."
Chris Jericho laughs from his locker two over and grins at the older men. "She's fucking good at getting men off without even touching them. She did it to Lance his first official day in the locker room. Had the other guys on the floor laughing."
"Nah� I think I'm the one who got her off� But fuck� I'm hard as a rock and I don't know how in the hell I'm going to walk you to the ring man."
Scott grins. "You'll manage. Let's not forget how many times Billy's girl got you this hard before a match."
"True. At least I'm not wrestling. All I gotta do is get those fucking jeans on somehow without injuring myself."
Laughing Scott nods his head. "Well that is a good point. At least when Torrie used to get you all hot and bothered you were already ready."
"Fucker." Kevin growls at his best friend before dropping his sweat pants. Turning his back he grabs his jeans and tugs them up until they're covering his ass. He frowns at the pain he's going to be in and zips the pants up carefully. Turning around he glares at all of the amused faces at his expense. Grabbing his t-shirt he stalks from the room calling to Scott that he'll meet him at the gorilla position.
He stands there impatiently and frowns when he sees Trish walking up. She waves to one of the stagehands but keeps heading straight towards him. Stepping onto the stairs that lead up to the stage she pulls him close until they're face to face. "Ya know� You kept telling me what you wanted to do to me but I never got to tell you what I'm going to do to you."
He raises an eyebrow thinking back to what Chris had said. She moves him closer and smiles sweetly. "There's one thing in particular. You mentioned going down on me? Well how about we make that a sixty-nine? I love sucking cock and yours just has to be delicious. I can already feel the silky hard flesh sliding down my throat. I can practically taste the cum as I lick the tip of your leaking cock. I'm gonna slide my hand down and cup your balls in my hand. I'll roll them between my fingers squeezing gently."
She leans forward kissing the older man's neck and runs her hands down his chest cupping him through the thick denim. "If you want I'll suck your balls into my mouth and make you wanna cum all over me." She pulls away as she spies Scotty walking up. "Well, see you after Scott's match." She bounces down the stairs and heads to the women's locker room.
He growls as Scott walks up and claps him on the back. "Looks like Trish had some fun man. You might want to try getting that thing down before we go out there."
Kevin just growls again and turns to glare at his long time friend who laughs and holds his hands up. "Sorry man. It's just that Vince changed plans on us. Trish is supposed to run down and interfere during the match which if you're in the state you're in now you're fucked."
Kevin growls and reaches down rubbing himself before readjusting his cock. "Fuck. Goddamn little bitch. She's gonna pay for this."
Scott grins and shakes his head.
After The Match
Trish sits on Kevin's car waiting for him after the show is over. He walks out and after saying goodbye to his friends he stalks over and grabs her pulling her up so that's they're face to face. "You fucking bitch. Do you know how close to cumming I was?"
"How's it feel Big Sexy?" She asks not intimidated in the least.
He drops her and frowns. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Trainers room asshole. Maybe you should have thought about that before calling me a bitch." Turning on her heel she grabs her bag intending to just walk away.
He reaches out with a soft curse. "Fuck. I'm sorry okay. I didn't think about what I was doing."
"No you just wanted me wet and begging. Well it worked. Only you walked away you jackass. Now? It's too late." She yanks her arm out of the older man's grasp and stalks off to where Stephanie is talking to Chris Jericho. "Hey. I know I said I didn't need a ride but�"
"Thing's not work out with Big Sexy?" Steph asks kindly.
Shaking her head Trish drops her bag into the trunk and sinks into the passenger seat ignoring the two lover's standing outside as they kiss. Soon Steph has said goodbye and climbs into the driver's seat. "Chris and I are getting a huge group together and we're all going clubbing. Wanna come with?"
Trish nods her head before laying it on the brunette's shoulder. "Fuck. I want him so bad. Still. I swear if I didn't know better I'd think I was in love with him."
Steph reaches out with one arm and pats the blonde's knee. "It's okay baby. Maybe he'll apologize like a real man."
"He had me so close� and the things he said he was going to do to me? Fuck Stephanie. It's not fair."
"And you getting him all hot and bothered right before he had to go on was fair? Come on Trish. At least you weren't supposed to be on tonight so he didn't know what he was doing� You on the other hand purposely went out of your way to make him hard before he had to go on national television with his cock trying to bust outta his pants."
Giggling at the imagery, the blonde grins. "And whatta sight that woulda been. Fuck girl he's huge."
"I bet."
The two women grin at one another and hop out of the car rushing to their joined rooms to get ready for a night of clubbing.
A Little While Later
Trish laughs as she dances with Shane Helms. The brunette wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her to him. "Hey. Wanna take this back to my room?"
Shaking her head, Trish looks at Shane apologetically. "Sorry Shane. I only came out to try and forget about�" She looks away and frowns when she sees the tall blonde watching her.
Shane follows her gaze and nods his head sadly. "Oh I see. Hell I don't blame you. I'd take him over me any day."
With a soft smile Trish leans over kissing the older man on the cheek. "Thanks for understanding Shane."
He blushes softly and nods his head. "Would you like something to drink?"
She nods and takes his proffered hand following him back to their table. She flops down next to Stephanie and smiles at her best friend. "So."
"So. What's up with you and the Hurricane?"
"Nothing. We�re just friends although he did ask me to his room."
"You're still wishing that a certain tall blonde will come over and beg your forgiveness." Trish nods her head and stares across the club at the older man who now has a cute little redhead sitting on his lap.
Narrowing her eyes, Trish turns to Steph who shrugs. "Probably some mat rat."
"He cannot be serious about her. That's a joke if I ever saw one. He's just trying to make me jealous."
Stephanie bites her lip in an effort not to laugh. "Looks like it's working too?"
"Fuck you." Trish says jumping to her feet and storming out the club.
Stephanie winces and gets to her feet heading across the room. She glares at the redhead sitting on Kevin's lap before turning the glare to the blonde. "What the hell is wrong with you Kevin? God are you really that much of a jerk?"
He frowns and shoves the unwanted woman sitting on his lap to an empty chair. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about this two bit ho you're using to make Trish jealous. I'm talking about you acting like a jerk after tonight's show. I'm talking about you being a creep and acting like you can't wait to be with her and then totally getting pissy when she does the same thing to you that you did to her. That's what I'm talking about asshole."
Paling the blonde shakes his head. "That's not�"
Stephanie is quick to interrupt him. "That's exactly what you did." She shakes her head the anger fading quickly as she starts thinking about her best friend. "You hurt her. She really likes you and has been working up the nerve to approach you for weeks and then you went and did this to her. You fucked up Kev." She turns on her heel and walks back to the table she had been occupying. Leaning down she presses a soft kiss to Chris's lips. "Sweetie, I'm heading out to check on Trish. I'll see you in our room okay?"
Kevin watches the scene before getting to his feet the redhead following him. She wraps her arms around his waist and leans against him pressing as much of herself as possible against his long body. "So are you taking me back to your hotel room now?"
Shuddering at the nasally voice the tall blonde shakes his head. "Go find someone else sweetheart. I'm not interested in a ring rat."
She swears at him and storms off. Kevin snorts and turns to Scott who looks up from his conversation with the Thrillers and nods his head. "I'll see if Hunter or Sean has some extra room tonight. Hope she forgives you big guy." He smiles as Kevin stalks out of the club and goes back to his conversation.
Arriving at the hotel Kevin frowns when he realizes he doesn't have the slightest clue as to what room Trish is in. He smiles and heads for the front desk. Leaning against it he grins at the young brunette standing behind the counter. "Hey sweetie. I just had a fight with my girlfriend and she walked off before I could find out what room she was staying in. I don't suppose you could help me out?"
Raising an eyebrow the brunette shakes her head. "Sorry Mr. Nash. We're not allowed to give out any body's room number."
"Awww come on. I just want to be able to send her flowers apologizing?"
"I'm sorry. I can't help you. If you have the flowers sent here with her name on them I can call her and have her come and get them but I cannot give out the room number. I'm sorry."
Kevin puts on his saddest face and leans closer to the young girl. "Please? I won't tell anyone. She's really mad at me. If she has to come and get the flowers she'll only get more angry." He sighs unhappily hoping this trick works.
Shaking her head the young girl apologizes yet again. "I can't. I really can't. I'd lose my job if anyone ever found out. I'm sorry." She turns her back feeling horrible about having to say no but not willing to risk her job to help him. She jumps slightly upon hearing him swear.
He shoves away from the counter and stalks from the hotel. He stops short in front of a flower shop and shrugs his shoulders before walking inside. 'Fuck what am I doing? I don't love this girl. All I want is to get into her pants. What the hell is wrong with me?'
Another voice pipes up inside his head as he wanders the flower shop. 'You may not be in love with her but this is certainly more than just a cheap fuck and you know it. You've been wanting this girl for months now, long before you ever stepped foot back in the WWF.'
"Shut up." Kevin says out loud causing the young man behind the counter to look up curiously. Snorting the tall blonde just rolls his eyes and apologizes before heading towards the young man. "Listen man. I just got into a fight with my girlfriend and I need her to forgive me. What's my best bet?"
"What kind of flowers does she like sir?"
Cringing at the sir, Kevin shrugs. "I dunno. Fuck I've never had to get her flowers before."
The young man raises an eyebrow at this and shakes his head. "Then I don't know what to tell you man. Roses are usually good but that depends on how serious you are about her. There's always tulips or something but most women prefer roses."
Shaking his head Kevin thanks the young man and walks out the door. "Fuck. Do I buy her roses and tell her I'm sorry or should I go knock on every door in the hotel until I find her and then just fuck her senseless?" His groin tightens at the imagery of his last suggestion but he shakes the thought away. "So roses it is." He mumbles coming across another flower shop. He walks straight to the counter and smiles at the little old lady standing there. "Hi. I'm looking to buy my girl some roses. I just don't know what colour."
"Well young man, are you looking to tell her you love her or are you looking to apologize?"
"Apologize." Kevin says smiling over being called a young man.
The old lady grins and leads him to a display case. "White or pink is your best bet than."
"What about these?" Kevin says pointing to a batch of roses a soft pink with white strips through them.
"Those would be perfect for you lady. How many would you like?"
Kevin straightens up and smiles at the lady. "How many do you have?"
"Five dozen." She says not believing he'll buy all of them.
She looks shocked when he announces he'll take them all but quickly moves to wrap them up. He stops her. "Would you happen to have a vase or something we could put them in?"
She points out a small collection of vases and he picks one out. 'I have to be losing my mind spending this much money on a one night stand.'
The other voice pipes up. 'You want more with her that's why you're spending this much. Shut up and take the flowers from the lady.'
Kevin shakes his head at the total and hands over his credit card. He thanks the lady and picks up the flowers heading back to the hotel. He nods at the young girl at the desk and hits the elevator button. He quickly hops on and heads to his room where he deposits the flowers before ducking back out. He smiles as he sees Chris Jericho going into his room. "Chris." He jogs lightly over to the younger man who's looking at him curiously. "Hey do you know where Trish's room is?"
"Yeah I do. Why?" He asks suspiciously.
"Because I want to apologize for being such a dick earlier. Look man I even went out and bought her flowers. So just give me her room number."
Chris shrugs and shakes his head. "Sorry man but I'm not getting in trouble with Steph just so you can apologize to Trish. Ask Steph she should be here." With that Chris leads the way into the hotel room leaning over and kissing his lover before ducking into the bathroom leaving her to talk to Kevin.
"What do you want?" She asks nearly snarling having spent the last hour with Trish while her friend cried over the big man standing in front of her.
"I want to apologize to her. But I need her room number."
"You're not going anywhere near her. Stay away from Trish Kevin. I mean it."
"I... goddammit Stephanie I just want to apologize to her."
"Stay away from her. Just stay away." Stephanie says pushing the older man out the door and shutting it in her face.
He swears and starts to head back to his room stopping and turning back pounding on the door to Stephanie's room. "Give me her room number or I'm gonna stand out her all night keeping you and Chris awake."
Stephanie pulls the door open and scowls at the older man. "Fine. You'll knock on her door, apologize, hand her the flowers and leave." Waiting until he nods his head she gives him the room number. He nods his thanks and heads back to his room picking up the flowers and then heads to the elevators.
He knocks softly on her door and waits impatiently until she answers. He stares when she finally does answer. She's wearing nothing but an extremely short white robe that's wet around the shoulders. Her long blonde hair is hanging around her shoulders the water dripping off and soaking through the robe near her breasts.
"What Kevin?" She asks sounding tired and defeated.
"I� Fuck. I'm sorry. I bought these to apologize." He thrusts the flowers forward.
She takes them smiling softly. "Roses? These must have cost a fortune."
He shakes his head and offers an apologetic smile. "Can I come in?"
"I�" She trails off before nodding her head softly. She steps aside and as soon as his back is turned to her buries her face in the flowers and inhales deeply.
He turns back to see her face light up at the soft scent of the roses. "Trish� when we were in the trainer's room� I didn't mean to make it seem like I wasn't going to finish what I started. I had to be out in the ring or I would have."
She shakes her head and frowns. "Who said I thought you weren't going to finish it? I just wanted to pay you back for leaving me wet and unsatisfied. When I did it I hadn't been told I was going to interfere in the match and I certainly didn't expect it to be so visible. I thought you'd be able to get yourself under control by the time you got to the ring."
"Wait. So� I thought you knew when you were saying that shit that you were coming out to ringside to help Steve?"
"It wasn't until I got back into the women's locker room that I was told I'd be doing the run in. I never would have gotten you so hot and bothered� Well okay I still would've done it but just not given you some of the visuals." She says with a grin.
He grins back before dropping the smile. "I'm sorry for what I said after�"
She shrugs and smiles softly. "It's okay Kev. I said some pretty bad stuff too."
"I know it's kind of late but can I take you out to dinner or something?"
"I was actually just heading to bed." He frowns and nods his head but pauses when she continues. "But how about you take me to breakfast in the morning instead?"
He smiles and walks forward towards her until she places a hand on his chest. "Whoa big guy. I didn't mean like that. I meant you could come back in the morning and pick me up before we have to be at the airport."
He frowns before nodding his head. Reaching down he picks up the young blonde and pulls her against him. "Okay sweets. I'll be here at ten." He grins at hearing her gasp before pressing his mouth against hers. "See ya at ten sexy." He says running his fingertip along her cheek after setting her down.
She watches the door close behind him before shuddering. Sinking onto the bed she glances over at the flowers and drops back onto the bed. "Holy fuck. I am so screwed." Giggling softly she runs her hand over her silk clad body to where the robe is parted ever so slightly and rubs her fingers lightly against her wetness. "Mmm� maybe I should have had him stay."
Giggling again she unties the belt and parts the robe running her other hand over her breasts cupping and kneading them. She slides one finger into her body and moans at the feeling. Hearing a loud crash and bang from next door followed by swearing she jumps but doesn't stop playing with herself.
She giggles softly as she listens to the sounds coming from the next room over. With a smile she finally places the voices as being Jeff Hardy and Sean O'Haire. She giggles as she hears another crash and Jeff swearing at Sean. Wrapping her robe tightly around her body she walks out into the hall making sure the door to her room doesn't close before knocking on their door. Sean yanks open the door and stands naked in front of her looking down questioningly.
"First of all are you trying to keep me awake all night? And secondly what the hell are you two doing?"
Sean laughs and motions for her to enter. She stops short upon seeing Jeff tied to the bed. "Say one word and I'll hurt ya Trishie."
She laughs and looks back at Sean who's stroking himself. "So what was all the crashing about?"
"I kept laughing at him because he was getting so pissed off that I wouldn't finish him and he kicked me off the bed the little fuck."
"Was that the first or second time?"
"Second. First time I shocked the hell out of him and he reacted by kicking me out of bed� literally."
Jeff scowls. "Trish would you kindly leave so he�ll fucking do something to me?"
She nods her head turning to leave when Sean catches her arm. "Anytime you want to play�" He leaves the rest of the invitation open.
"Thanks Sean but� Kevin." She smiles when he nods his head knowingly and heads back to her room. Laughing she climbs back in her bed. Pulling her robe off she's tempted to bring herself off but decides to wait and see what happens the next day between herself and Kevin. She falls asleep to the sounds of Sean and Jeff fucking like rabbits.
The Next Morning
Trish stretches as she rolls out of bed. Reaching down between her legs she smiles at how wet she still is and remembers the dream she'd had while sleeping. Shaking her head she steps into the bathroom and turns on the shower. She quickly sheds the robe and hops into the shower.
After wrapping a towel around her hair she dries her body off before rubbing lotion all over. Looking into the mirror she contemplates putting on makeup and vetoes the idea. "Fuck it. If he doesn't like me as I am without the makeup and shit he's not worth it." Nodding she agrees with herself while deep down knowing that she'd be willing to do anything he wanted her to.
She wraps the robe around herself again and heads out to get dressed. She frowns when she hears a knock at the door and turns to check the time. "Either he's early or it's someone else." She walks over and pulls open the door smiling softly at the huge blonde who's standing almost sheepishly in front of her.
"I know I said ten and it's only eight but� Well I wanted to see you again and besides I have something for you."
Trish giggles softly. "What do you have for me?"
Kevin hands her a single rose identical to the other's he'd given her. "I had to search everywhere for this."
Taking the soft flower from his hand she smiles sweetly. "Thank you so much. It's beautiful." She walks over to the table where she had set the others and adds it to the bouquet. Turning back around she smiles again. "Have a seat. I just need to get dressed and then I'll be ready to go."
Nodding his head the tall blonde settles into the empty bed and leans back on his elbows. Trish cocks her head to the side questioningly. "What? You told me to have a seat." Kevin says wondering about the glint in the young blonde's eyes.
"I know� I thought you'd sit in one of the chairs. But I think I like seeing you in my bed." She says grinning at the older man.
Grinning back, he reaches out grabbing her around the waist. "Well, maybe we should see how we both look on it." With that he pulls her onto the bed next to him.
Drifting his eyes downward he's rewarded with a glimpse of her bare thigh jutting out from underneath the white silky robe. "White looks good on you Trish."
She pushes gently at his chest to make him move until he's flat on his back with her straddling his thighs. "You should see me with nothing on big guy. You'd really like the way I look then."
He grins and then groans as she pushes their hips together before jumping off the bed. Grabbing her clothes she ducks into the bathroom. Kevin sits up and frowns down at himself. He laughs at the wet spot on his jeans knowing that his cock isn't leaking that badly. Swiping his fingers through the stickiness, he brings them up to his mouth and licks them clean with a grin.
He moves to stand next to the bathroom door waiting for Trish to reappear. Once she does, he grabs her gently around the waist and pulls her against him. Speaking softly, he places tiny kisses against her mouth. "You taste like heaven love. I can't wait to taste you full on."
Wrapping his hand in her hair he presses her mouth to his, darting his tongue out to lick at her lips. She moans softly but keeps her lips closed not allowing him access.
Grinning against her mouth, he tilts his head a little more and rubs small circles on the small of her back. Finally giving in, Trish wraps her arms around his neck and tugs him towards the bed. He follows easily and grunts when the kiss is broken and he's shoved onto his back. She straddles his hips and makes herself comfortable before pressing their mouths back together.
Kevin continues rubbing small circles along her back and up her spine enjoying the feel of her under his hands. She shudders under his ministrations and rubs her hands along his chest loving the feel of his hard flesh under her hands. Pulling back they smile softly at one another before she presses her mouth against his again, this time darting her tongue out to lick at his lips. He sighs and opens his mouth allowing her total access.
She flicks her tongue inside of his mouth delighting in the taste and texture. Their tongues dance against each other softly with no real pressure. Breaking apart Kevin relishes the way a slight brush has crept across the younger woman's high cheekbones. "That was beautiful Trish. But maybe we should go before we both decide to throw caution to the wind."
"Would that be a bad thing?" She asks leaning her head against his shoulder.
"Not right away but in the end? Yeah." Kevin sighs, hating the fact that he's falling hard for the young woman.
Trish nods her head and climbs off his lap. "Fuck." She takes a deep breath and smiles softly at him. "That was hot. That was so fucking hot."
He grins, shoving all thoughts except her out of his head. "Yeah well, just think how good the next kiss is going to be."
Trish giggles softly and allows him to help her into the lightweight sweater she's using as a jacket. "Let's go get some food."
He nods his head and follows the young blonde from the room.
Several Weeks Later
Trish sits in a large hotel suite with Stephanie and the other girls giggling and laughing. "Oh shut up Steph. You're just jealous because Chris isn't half as romantic as Nash."
"I'm hardly jealous over the fact that Big Sexy is a big wimp. Besides, at least I know how Chris feels buried inside of me, thrusting in and out." Stephanie says teasingly.
Amy reaches out and smacks Stephanie lightly. "Oh hush. I think it's sexy that he's wooing her."
"Yeah well if I was dating Matt I'd be jealous of Molly." The youngest McMahon grins at the aforementioned blonde and grins.
"Hey now. Leave me out of this bitch contest. And quit insulting Raven. So he's not the most romantic guy. At least he knows I exist." She says childishly sticking out her tongue.
Lillian pouts and reaches out hitting Molly softly. "Brat. And fuck you. So what if he doesn't know I exist other than to yell at me for getting his name wrong. At least he's not in love with a man."
Jackie gasps, knowing the reference was to Bradshaw and glares at the blonde announcer. "You bitch."
"Ladies. Ladies. Come on. Who cares if Bradshaw's in love with Farooq and Benoit doesn't know that Lillian exists. And who cares if Matt's an ignorant idiot who never pays attention to his girl and Raven is the least romantic bastard this side of the border. Not to mention the ayatollah being the sorriest excuse for a lover this side of the Pacific Ocean. We're talking about me here." Trish says stomping her feet dramatically with a huge grin on her face.
She ducks in time to miss the first pillow but gets nailed with the second. In a matter of minutes there's a full-fledged pillow fight breaking out.
Thinking something more serious is happening the men who have the suite next door rush into the room and stop short. Jericho, Raven, Matt and Bradshaw all fight back laughter at the sight before them.
Feathers and cotton stuffing is everywhere but the women continue beating one another with the empty pillows. Trish finally escapes and notices the men watching. She clears her throat calling an end to the fun.
Jericho swallows hard as all the women look up with mischievous grins. He grabs Raven's arm and pulls him out of the room hoping the other two get the hint. Luckily they do and the men escape to the hotel bar.
They find Kevin Nash drinking alone. Jericho shrugs and sits down at the table next to the big man. "Hey man. How's it going?"
Kevin doesn't even acknowledge their presence causing a few raised eyebrows. Jericho reaches out and gently touches the older man's hand finally catching his attention. "Hey man."
"Hey Chris. Guys."
"Why're you hanging out down here alone? Where's your Kliq and the Thrillers?"
"Kliq's off doing god only knows what and the Thrillers are all off with� I think the Carolina boys. They all went to play pool or something."
Matt shakes his head. "Nah. Jeff said he and his lover were staying in tonight so I know that it wasn't the Carolina boys. Maybe Shane and Shanny went with 'em though."
Kevin frowns and shakes his head. "That's weird. I know Chuck said he was going out with the Carolina boys. Fuck it. Who cares?"
Jericho smiles at the other guys and reaches out patting the older man's arm. "You in love with her?"
"I don't know. I really don't fucking know."
Raven raises an eyebrow and leans in closer. "Listen man, if you do, just tell her. If you don't� Break it off before she gets hurt."
"And what if she doesn't feel the same way?"
"You'll never know unless you tell her how you feel."
Kevin gets to his feet a little unsteady. "How many beers have you had man?" Jericho asks pulling the tall blonde back into his chair.
"Too many apparently. I only came down for one beer. I know Trish is with the girls having fun, probably talking about what a fucking pussy I am."
Matt laughs and cuts it short when the other's glare at him. Bradshaw rolls his eyes and asks the question they're all thinking. "Why would she think that?"
"Because I am. Fuck. Do you know that I haven't even seen her naked yet? Do you realize that all I've done is fucking talk to her and kiss her? Did you know that other than bringing her flowers I haven't once tried anything else? Fuck. I'm a pussy. Shit. I should be buried inside of her right now but noooooo. I'm sitting here drunk off my ass talking to you losers."
Jericho bites his lip to stop the laugh from bubbling out. "Dude, all that's the stuff women want. They don't want you throwing them in the bed and fucking them senseless the first night."
Raising an eyebrow, Raven grins. "Not true bud."
Jericho glares at the older man before turning back to Kevin. "Listen man. I'm sure Trish thinks you're the most romantic son of a bitch this side of the Atlantic Ocean."
"Yeah right. She probably thinks I'm the biggest wimp this side of the Sahara." Kevin says slumping down into his chair. He doesn't even bother to look up when the other guys say goodbye and take off. He just stares at the table until a soft feminine voice speaks up.
"You're not a wimp Kev. And for the record, I find the fact that you're not pressuring Trish into bed is sexy as all get out."
Looking up he meets brilliant blue eyes. "Yeah right. Like she isn't up there complaining about what a pussy I'm being?"
Stephanie laughs. "Anything but. She's actually thinking that it's sexy as all hell. That's not to say she would mind if you tossed her onto a bed and fucked her senseless but she's also loving the fact that she gets to know you before you fuck and leave."
"I'm not going to fuck and leave her. Jesus Christ. Am I that much of an asshole?"
"You always have been."
"Fuck. I'm� Fuck. I'm in love with her."
"What?"
"You heard me. I'm in love with her. Now how do I tell her that?"
"Take her out to a fancy dinner. During the dinner make sure you touch her. A lot. Not in obscene ways. Just let her know you like touching her. Touch her hand her arm her face. When you walk into the restaurant place your hand on the small of her back. Give her flowers. When dinner's over take her back to your room. Don't make any sexual overtones towards her but make sure there are flowers everywhere, soft romantic music. Tell her. Just flat out tell her you love her. Let things go from there." Stephanie gets to her feet and smiles at the petite blonde who has just walked into the room. "She's here. Now ask her out to dinner tomorrow night because she's hanging with the girls tonight."
Kevin nods his head and makes his way towards where Trish is standing waiting for Stephanie. "Hey Kevin."
"Hi Trish. Are you busy tomorrow night?"
"Nope. Completely and totally free tomorrow."
"Good. Go out to dinner with me. Fancy dinner so dress up."
Trish grins and nods her head. "You wearing a suit?"
"Yep."
Raising an eyebrow, Trish trails a finger down the big man's chest. "Mmm, I can't wait to see that. Tomorrow night then. You know what room I'm in?"
"Yeah." Kevin says waiting until the young women leave the restaurant before letting out a sigh. "Now, if only I had a suit." He looks around the room and smiles when his eyes fall on Jericho and the other guys. He heads over and stands towering over the guys. "I need your help."
"With what Kev?" Bradshaw asks curiously.
"I need suit and I don�t have one. Is there any way I can talk you guys into going with me?"
Jericho nods his head. "Oh yeah. I wanna see you try to find a suit that fits your big ass." The others laugh and Kevin raises his eyebrow.
"Not funny. I promised Trish that when I take her to dinner tomorrow night that I'll be wearing a suit."
Matt grins. "We'll help you out man."
"Thanks guys. I really appreciate it." With a small grin Kevin turns around. "So I'll see you guys around noon tomorrow?"
"Absolutely." Jericho says with a smile. They watch as the older man heads out of the before breaking into laughter.
Matt is the first one to speak. "Dude he is so totally whipped."
Bradshaw laughs and nods his head. "That boy has it bad for Trish. Really bad."
Raven shakes his head. "Where the hell are we going to find a suit that fits him?"
Jericho shrugs and they go back to their drinks thinking it safer to stay downstairs rather than risk going into the girl's room again.
Upstairs
Trish is jumping around happily. "He asked me out� He really, really asked me out."
Molly laughs. "So what's the plan?"
"First, you guys are going shopping with me tomorrow and helping me pick out a dress to wear."
"With sexy lingerie?" Stephanie asks with a smirk.
"But of course." Trish says grinning. "I have to make a good impression."
"He's already seen you half naked."
"So what Steph? I still want to make him weak in the knees."
"Okay, okay. So what kind of dress are we looking for?" Jackie asks grinning.
"Sexy of course. Low cut but not obscene. Has to show off leg but not too much. And strappy."
The women all nod their heads and start planning the shopping trip the next day.
THE NEXT NIGHT
Kevin straightens his tie once more and brings the soft yellow roses in front of him. 'God I hope this works.' He knocks gently on the door and waits patiently until Trish pulls open the door.
He gapes at the young woman who's wearing a soft gray dress with her hair fanned out over her shoulders. "Hi Kevin."
"Wow. You look� wow." He says staring at Trish.
She giggles softly and looks at him expectantly. She waits a few more minutes before speaking again. "Are those flowers for me?"
"What? Oh yeah. Sorry." He says shaking his head.
Grinning she takes the flowers from his hand and steps back into her room. "Come on in while I get these put in some water. I'm ready to go."
He nods his head and watches as she walks away. Swallowing he chews nervously on his lower lip until she returns. "So let's go."
Trish grins up at him and nods her head before following him from the room. "I have to say you look absolutely gorgeous in that suit Kevin."
"Thanks Trish. You look so beautiful."
She blushes softly and steps closer to him as they wait for the elevator to arrive. "So besides dinner what's on the agenda for tonight?"
"I thought maybe we could go back to my room and talk. If that's all right with you of course."
"Sounds good to me." She steps onto the elevator when he waves her in first and steps as close as she can to him again. "Was there anything in particular you wanted to talk about?"
"Oh just us." Kevin says trying not to sound too nervous.
Trish smiles. "Anything in particular?"
"Yeah sorta. I want to wait to talk about it though if that's all right."
Nodding her head the blonde wraps her hand around the big man's arm. "Sounds okay to me."
They head out of the hotel and off to the restaurant where they have a quiet meal. Trish spends most of the evening just staring at the big man as they talk quietly about work and their friends. She can't help but notice how frequently Kevin is touching her sending tingles up and down her spine.
They leave the restaurant after finishing their meal and Kevin guides her to his rental. After helping the young woman into the SUV he walks around the back with a groan. 'Fuck. I can't take much more of this. I have to do something.' He debates for a little while on whether or not to tell her the entire truth before coming to a conclusion.
Once at the hotel he opens the door allowing Trish to enter first and heads for the front desk. He asks quickly to make sure they had gotten the room all set up and thanks the young lady at the desk before heading to the elevator where Trish is waiting for him.
"Sorry I had to check my messages."
"It's okay Kev. So are we going to your room or mine?"
"Mine if it's not a problem."
"No problem at all." She smiles up at him and tucks her hand through his arm.
He pulls to a halt when they reach his room and asks her to stay outside while he tidies up. She nods her head and giggles softly when he slips inside not letting her see around him.
Kevin looks around and nods his approval as his directions were followed to the letter. There's soft music playing and unlit candles placed all over the room. Roses cover every available inch of every service except the bed, which is dusted by rose petals. He grabs a lighter from his bedside table and begins lighting the many candles. He steps back surveying the scene happy with the overall effect.
Taking a deep breath, he lets it out and goes to the door, pulling it open. Trish grins up at him and steps past him into the bedroom. She stops short and stares in shock. "Kevin?"
"Trish, this isn't a seduction. I mean� Fuck. I'm kinda hoping that eventually it will lead there but for now, it's not. I set all of this up to tell you something. Trish, I�" He trails off as she turns chocolate eyes on him.
"Go ahead Kevin. Whatever it is you have to say can't be all that bad." She offers up a smile and steps towards him placing a hand softly on his chest. "Just say it."
He swallows and nods his head. "Trish? I'm in love with you." The words rush from his mouth and he takes a deep breath after.
She stares speechless for several minutes. "What?"
"I'm in love with you. I love you. Whichever way you want to say it the fact doesn't change. I love you." He shrugs and starts towards the lights to turn them on but is stopped by a delicate hand on his forearm.
"Repeat that one last time Kevin." She says sounding angry.
"I love you. I'm in love with you."
He turns expecting to see anger and is shocked by the look on her face. "Trish?"
"Are you serious? This isn't just some line."
"I could've had you in my bed a long time ago if that's what I was after. I'm serious Trish. I'm in love with you. I love you."
The smile gracing her lineless face deepens and she starts chewing on her lower lip. "Kevin, you have no clue how happy that makes me."
"Really?"
"Really. Kevin, I've been in love with you since� Well I think before this whole thing got started between us. I love you. I am so in love with you."
Kevin starts grinning and steps forward wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her off the ground. He spins her around, kissing her softly. "Stay the night?" He asks softly not wanting her to get the wrong idea but not knowing how else to ask.
"I'd love to Kevin."
They kiss softly again and Kevin finally sets her down. He steps away and turns his back to her. "Why don�t you get undressed and climb into bed and I'll join you once you're under the covers?"
"Ummm� No. Turn around. I want your eyes on me."
He swallows and turns back around. "Are you sure?"
"I know what you're thinking. But quite frankly I really want to see you naked. Not to mention I want to feel you buried inside of me."
"Trish I don't want you to think I just said that I'm in love with you because I want sex."
"Kevin, if you wanted sex we both know that you could have had me at any moment in time without even breaking a sweat. I know you don't want to just have sex. That's not my intention. I mean just sex. I want this to be more. That is if it's what you want."
"You know that�s what I want."
"Okay then. Do you want me?"
He growls low in his throat as she undresses herself. "You know I do Trish."
Stepping towards Kevin, Trish reaches out unbuttoning his shirt. "Wanna see you." She says simply her voice thick with lust.
Kevin nods his head and allows her to undress him. She takes her time wanting to savour every moment. Once his shirt is unbuttoned the blonde runs his fingertips over his muscled chest. "Fuck. I know I've seen you without a shirt on before but damn Kev. You're so fucking gorgeous."
He growls again and reaches down stopping her wandering hands. "Knock it off Trish. Just undress me."
"Impatient much?"
"Hell yes. Do you have any idea how long I've wanted this?"
"No where near as long as I have." She says smiling sweetly at the older man.
He frowns. "What do you mean?"
"I've had a crush on you since I first started watching wrestling. Before any wrestlers knew who I was." Trish grins at him and reaches up on tiptoe so that she can slide the shirt off his shoulders. She trails her fingernails over his naked chest making him moan.
"Fuck. Brat. Knock it off." Kevin says trying his best to glare at the young woman.
"Okay, okay. Sit down so I can take off your shoes." He does as he's told and watches as the young blonde kneels in front of him and lifts each leg tugging his dress shoes off and tossing them aside. She also pulls his socks off and then gets back to her feet. "Stand up please so I can finish undressing you."
Kevin rolls his eyes but does as he's told. "Ya know I can undress myself."
Trish giggles softly before unbuttoning the dress pants and pulling the zipper down, deliberately brushing her hand against the hardened erection encased in soft cotton. He moans again and she smiles broadly before tugging the pants down past his hips and letting them drop to his ankles.
Instinctively, Kevin places his hands in front of himself only to have them smacked away. "Nuh uh. I wanna see you Kev."
He frowns but pulls his hands away and places them at his side. Trish grins at the reluctance and runs her fingertips over the waistband of Kevin's underwear. She tucks her fingers into either side and begins tugging the cotton down only to be stopped by Kevin's large hands covering her small ones. "Wait." His voice sounding breathy she waits for him to continue. "Trish I� Would you believe I'm nervous?"
Smiling, Trish tugs her hands out from under his and nods her head before reaching behind herself and tugging the zipper of her dress down. She lets the satiny dress pool at her feet leaving her clad in only silk panties and her heels. "Doesn't change the fact that I want you Kevin. Or that you want me. Now that we're on slightly more even ground here, let me finish undressing you."
Shaking slightly, Kevin nods his head unable to stop himself from staring at the beautiful woman standing nearly nude before him. She takes advantage of his stupor and tugs his underwear down. Amazed, she reaches out and trails her nails along the thick shaft making him gasp. "Fuck. Trish?"
"Hmmmm?" She asks unable to take her eyes off Kevin's large cock.
"Stop before something happens that's gonna embarrass the hell outta me."
She giggles and finally pulls her gaze from his manhood. "Undress me the rest of the way. It's only fair that you see me naked now that I've seen you naked."
He smiles, the expression looking slightly tense. She laughs softly and places her hand upon his arm. "Relax Kevin. I won't bite unless you want me to."
His smile relaxes and he reaches out tentatively running his hand down her arm. "You are so fucking beautiful Trish." His voice is so soft she nearly misses the sweet words.
Reaching up she traces a finger along his jaw line. "Kevin. Fuck me."
"Nuh uh. I� I will not fuck you Trish."
Frowning she pulls away forcing herself not to moan at the loss of his touch on her shoulders. "What the hell do you mean?"
"This isn�t a� a fuck Trish. I'm going to make love to you until you're screaming my name."
Blushing softly, Trish steps out of her panties leaving her heels on. "Fine then. Make love to me Kevin."
He nods his head breath quickening at the sight of the naked woman standing before him. She gives him a little shove forcing him to land heavily on the bed before practically pouncing on him. Straddling his hips, Trish rubs her wetness against his lower stomach just above his cock. "Can't wait to feel you inside of me."
"Foreplay." Kevin barely manages to squeak out as the young woman leans over causing her ass to brush against his cock.
Pressing her mouth to his she ignores his comment, sliding her tongue into his open mouth. Trailing her tongue along the roof of his mouth she moans as his hand cup her backside. He flips them over and pulls back. "Brat." He says with a smile causing her to grin.
"Bury yourself in me Kevin. I want to feel you inside of me."
He shakes his head in disbelief. "What about foreplay?"
"We've had our foreplay Kev. For the past two months we've had nothing but foreplay. While you were touching me all night, that was foreplay." She frowns as a thought occurs to her. "You had no clue what you were doing did you?"
"No. Steph just said�" He trails off embarrassed that he needed Stephanie's help.
"Steph said what?" Trish asks her voice soft yet demanding.
"She said that it was the best way to show you how much I love you." He says his face turning more and more red with every word.
She grins and tangles her hand in his thick blonde mane. "Fucking bitch. Remind me to shoot her tomorrow. Kev, pretty much everything she told you to do was in order for a seduction. It has nothing to do with telling someone you love them."
He frowns and just stares into the deep brown depths of the young woman beneath him. "So all night long instead of showing you how much I love I've been seducing you and didn't know it?" He asks feeling extremely stupid.
Trish nods her head softly and kisses him deeply before pulling back. "Make love to me Kev. Please. I don't care about her helping you. I just want to feel you moving inside of me."
With an almost timid smile, Kevin nods his head before climbing off the bed much to Trish's dismay. He disappears into the bathroom coming out with a foil wrapped package. He shrugs at her questioning look and sits down on the bed looking down at her. "I thought it'd be better to have it handy versus having to run to the bathroom trying to do it in a hurry."
She nods her head and tears the foil open gently. Pulling out the condom, she slides it over his thick manhood. He moans at the touch and arches his hips into her hand.
Smiling all the while, Trish pulls her hand away and reaches up tangling her other hand up in his hair. She pulls him down on top of her and wraps her legs around his waist. "Want you inside me now." She says the tone of her voice demanding he listen to her.
He grins quietly before pressing inside of her. They both groan, her at the total fullness, him at the wet heat suddenly surrounding his aching shaft. Both blondes wait impatiently to get used to the sudden pressure.
Soon, Kevin can no longer hold back and begins thrusting in and out of her slick tightness. Moaning she meets his every thrust.
Trish rakes her nails across his back trying desperately to not lose control too soon. With a slight moan she clenches the older man's shoulder digging her nails painfully into the soft flesh.
He grunts in pain and pleasure before slowing his thrusts. "Sorry baby."
She smiles softly and clenches her inner muscles around his thick shaft. He groans and thrusts harder into the tight heat. They continue thrusting together neither wanting to be the first to go over the edge. Eventually the two lovers come apart together.
They lay gasping in the afterglow, Kevin barely able to hold himself over the young woman and Trish still clinging desperately to the older man's shoulders. They both find themselves at a loss for words.
Kevin rolls off to the side, Trish letting go of his shoulders only to curl into his side. She finally finds words. "Kevin? Thank you."
He smiles softly and holds the blonde close to him. "No Trish. Thank you for allowing me to love you."
They grin at one another before falling asleep.
The NEXT MORNING
Trish wakes up and grins at finding herself wrapped around the tall man. She snuggles into the warm body and kisses her way along his neck and collarbone.
He groans in his sleep and shifts slightly. She smiles against his skin and continues her assault. He smiles in his sleep and arches into her touch when her hand closes around his hardening shaft. Waking up slowly he swallows hard against the overload of sense. "Fuck. Trish. Feel so good. Love you baby." He says groggily.
Trish smiles and removes her hand straddling his stomach smiling down at him. "Morning sleepy head."
"Morning beautiful." He smiles back and reaches up twirling a lock of hair around his finger. "So gorgeous."
"Yeah. I must look fabulous with my makeup all over the place my hair standing on end."
None of that matters." Kevin whispers letting go of her hair and running his finger down her cheek and jaw to her throat. "You're still the most beautiful woman in the world. It doesn't matter what you look like in the morning or whenever for that matter. You'll always be the most beautiful woman in the world."
She grins at the sweet words and leans down kissing him softly. "Come on big guy. I need a shower."
He nods his head and follows her willingly into the bathroom. They shower quickly and head down to breakfast where everyone is sitting around waiting to see how their night went. Steph and the girls grab Trish as soon as she walks through the door and pull her to a separate booth. "So what happened?" Stephanie asks knowing full well that she had set them both up the night before.
In the meantime the guys are asking Kevin the same thing. He just shakes his head and smiles. "We're in love. And that's as much as I'm telling you. Anything else that happens between Trish and I is between Trish and I."
The guys all groan and beg for details but Kevin refuses to say anything else.
Trish grins at her friends and reaches over hitting Stephanie in the shoulder. "Brat. You set us up."
"I know so I want details."
"This is the only detail you're getting from me. He's so wonderful. I am head over heels in love with him and he feels the exact same. Any other details are between Kev and I so butt out." She smiles sweetly before heading over to her lover and planting herself in his lap.
Kevin wraps his arms around her waist and kisses her neck softly whispering, "I love you Trish."
She leans against him and tilts her head towards his. "I love you too Kevin."
The lover's smile at one another and sit there talking quietly while their friends discuss other subjects.
THE END