She'd had trouble falling asleep the previous night, as her mind would not let her rest.  Images of Edge's handsome face had invaded her and refused to leave.  On top of this, she'd been tossing and turning for hours, wondering about the time they'd been together and talking in the arena the night before.

The redhead had been certain that the Canadian had a thing for Stephanie, and she recalled how heartbroken she'd felt when he'd told her he wanted to do something for the brunette - for the most romantic day of the year, no less.

Lita had been overjoyed when Edge had told her he wanted to fix their boss up with Chris Jericho - because that meant he wasn't interested in her in that way.  However, it wasn't like the blond man had asked her out or anything - which made her really wonder after she'd turned out the light in her hotel room to go to sleep.

When they'd been out there in the hallway together, a pleasant shiver had worked its way up her spine... They'd been discussing how some people, in this case, specifically Stephanie and Jericho, simply belonged together, and then...

The diva bit her lip as she thought about all of this now.  The look on Edge's face, and the way he'd seemed to be moving closer to her, ever so tentatively really made her wonder.  What would he have done had Kurt and Torrie not shown up and interrupted?

Lita sighed as she pushed the blankets back and stood up from the bed.  I guess I'll never know, she thought sadly.  Because she'd noted it was a little after eleven, she decided she might as well get up.  Even though there was no taping, house show or appearance to prepare for today, she wasn't accustomed to sleeping so late while on the road - even after a fitful night of half-sleep as she'd just had.

She ran her hand through her long, mussed red hair and rummaged through her bag for clothes to wear for the day.  Despite not having any plans for Valentine's Day and despite the fact that she couldn't see anything spectacular happening for herself today, she selected something exceptionally nice.

*

Edge raked his hand through his hair as answered the knock on his door.  Instinctively, he knew who was paying him this little morning's visit - even though she hadn't mentioned stopping by ahead of time.

"Good morning!" Stephanie sang as she smiled at him in the doorway.  She stepped past him and let herself into his hotel room.

The tall blond man raised his eyes heavenward at the woman's bouncy cheerfulness.  He could never understand how anyone could be a morning person.  Granted, it was late, but it was still morning.  The rare times he had off and got to sleep at home or at his mother's house, he usually didn't get out of bed until noon.

He shut the door and turned to face his friend.  "You're certainly chipper this morning..."

"I am!" the brunette exclaimed with a big smile.  "I'm so excited!  Aren't you excited, Edge?"

The Canadian arched an eyebrow, surprised by Stephanie's demeanor.  He would have been certain that the young woman would have been a little less happy than she appeared to be, given that one year earlier, she had still been married to Triple H.  Everyone knew that things had ended anything but happy between the couple, and what about what she'd told him the previous night?  She'd claimed to have definitely not been looking forward to Valentine's Day, same as he felt.

"So, Steph...Why the sudden change of heart about the holiday?"

The brunette's smiled deduced to a small one, and she crossed her arms over her chest.  "Oh, come on...You know perfectly well why," she said.  "It's because of you - this is going to be so great!"  The big grin returned to her face.

"You are that excited about putting me and Lita together?" the tall blond asked.  He wondered about that... Was it at all possible that she'd somehow found out about his little chat with the redhead the night before?  He hoped not.

"Of course I am," Stephanie replied.  "You're both my friends, and I want to see you happy...Like I said last night, Edge - I saw the way you were looking at her."

Edge studied the brunette for a moment before speaking again.  "Okay...I guess I can accept that.  So, what are we gonna do to go about all of this?"

"Well...First and foremost," the woman said as she rubbed her hands together, "have you had breakfast yet?"

"No."

"Then let's go get some," Stephanie said.  "We'll talk all about it over some pancakes..."