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Stephanie smiled for Sean's benefit as she approached him, but at the same time, she could still feel her ex-fiance's beady eyes on her. It was anything but a pleasant feeling.
"Are you okay?" O'Haire asked, concern etched on his ruggedly handsome face as he searched her eyes. It looked like Stephanie was upset, and he knew she'd been having a conversation with Paul Levesque - her ex. It had no doubt been an aggravation for the tall blonde, as their parting had not been on good terms.
"Yes, I'm fine," Stephanie replied evenly. She kept her facial features neutral, deciding it would be a pointless waste of time, not to mention, energy, if she told him about the stupid conversation she'd just had with Paul. Although, she had to inwardly admit that she wondered how he would react... Would he approach Paul and confront him for harassing and hassling her?
Sean's blue eyes trailed over to Levesque, the burly man walking a small ways away from where he'd been standing, his gaze briefly falling on Stephanie again. O'Haire didn't like the other man. He never had, but he didn't see any reason *not* to. Paul Levesque, although he hadn't been born into the McMahon family or a wrestling family with a legacy like the Guerreros or the Ortons, acted as though he'd been born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Certainly, he threw his weight around all the time, bullying younger guys and talent he saw as a threat toward himself. And, amazingly, somehow, he'd managed to stay in the good graces of the WWE Chairman in spite of the fact that he'd cheated on Stephanie while they'd been engaged - which, of course, had led to their breakup. It was damned puzzling is what it was. Levesque had been pushed all the way to the moon, rewarded for his despicable actions, while himself and others like him had been fired from the company. It was ridiculous.
"As soon as we get settled in," Stephanie said, changing the subject and cutting through his thoughts, "we'll discuss your rehiring." She smiled at him, this time genuinely. She had the contract all drawn up and in her briefcase. She was looking forward to seeing him sign it.
"Great," he replied. He still wouldn't believe his good fortune. He almost felt as though he were coming home. Of course, he had to acknowledge that it wasn't so much the WWE itself but the beautiful woman standing before him that made him feel this way.
He smiled as she moaned, her face filled with ecstasy as she climazed, strands of her long brown hair plastered to her face, as she was perspiring. It was one of the sexiest things he'd ever seen or experienced in his life.
A growl emerged from his lips as he kept up the pace of his thrusts, not wanting to stop or even slow down as he could easily bring her to yet more pleasure.
Sean regained his wits about him as Stephanie reached out and touched his arm.
"I think you'll like the terms of this new contract," she said, blue eyes sparkling as her soft, easy smile seemed so full of promise.
O'Haire's gaze dropped from the woman's sparkling azure orbs to the dainty, finely manicured hand that still held onto him. She was no doubt completely oblivious as to the effect she was having on him.
Stephanie's heart was thudding seemingly too fast in her chest. The over-excitement stemmed from the
combination of being aggravated by Paul Levesque and her still intense attraction to Sean. From her
peripheral vision, she'd noticed the man she couldn't stand still watching her like a hawk. Although he was
being fairly subtle about it, the blonde knew what Paul was all about, and he didn't look happy. She only
hoped he would get the idea that she and O'Haire were an item and just buzz off.