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Amy felt small shivers chasing their way up her spine as she stood in front of the vanity mirror in the hotel room, brushing her long red hair. It was morning, and she had just taken a shower. Adam had already woken up and showered before she'd even gotten up, and now, she occasionially eyed the blond man in the mirror as he sat on the edge of the bed several feet behind her.
It felt nice to have him watching her so intently. It was as though he truly couldn't get enough of her - not only in bed, but even just looking at her. The intensity in his forest-green orbs as he eyed her in this simplest of tasks just about made her go all weak in the knees.
"How about we go down to breakfast in an hour?"
All of a sudden, the tall blond man was up and directly behind her, his breath hot against her neck. Amy stopped in mid-brush as his strong arms slowly wound around her waist, holding her securely against him. His lips were at her cheek, her ear, the side of her neck alternately. Her breath left her in a soft gush as she grew almost weak against him. My God, he was insatiable.
"My God, Adam," she breathed. His hands were already roaming all over her body. "I'm actually... kind of hungry."
"So am I," he replied softly, his lips at her ear. He was already rocking his hips against her.
The redhead turned around in his arms, her hands coming up to toy with his long blond hair. She giggled slightly and spoke again.
"I'm serious," she explained. "No, I'm really *hungry*. If I don't get some breakfast inside of me soon, I'll faint."
Adam's handsome face brightened with a sly grin.
"I'll get something else inside of you in no time." He lowered his head to hers, his lips hovering just over hers.
Amy pulled out of his embrace abruptly, and she failed to notice the combined look of displeasure, hurt and aggravation that suddenly crossed the Canadian's face. She made her way over to the bed to retrieve her shoes and quickly slipped into them.
"No, I mean it," she said, turning back to her new boyfriend. "There's plenty of time for that stuff later. My stomach is growling like crazy."
The tall blond man sighed. The truth was, he was extremely disappointed. He'd already developed a raging hard-on inside of his blue jeans, and he'd wanted nothing more than to get out of his clothing, get her out of hers and get inside of her. Now that she was rejecting him, what was he supposed to do? He supposed he could make a quick dash to the men's room down in the hotel cafe and utilize his hand, but being inside of her would be miles better.
"Fine," he said shortly. He grabbed the room key sitting on the dresser and started for the door. "Let's go eat."
Amy eyed him almost sheepishly, a slightly sinking feeling coming to her as she could swear she detected he was angry with her. She bit her lip and headed for the door, slipping just past him and out into the hallway. Her stomach quickly began to hurt as he shut the door and they made their way down to the cafe in silence.
*
Dawn Marie drummed her fingers nervously on the table's top. She glanced at her watch and realized she had done this for possibly the twentieth time in the last five minutes. She was in desperate need of her morning coffee and hoped the waitress would hurry up with it.
The brunette glanced across the cafe and caught the gaze of Lilian. The blonde and John Cena were sitting together at a booth on the other side of the establishment. They had gone over everything so precisely, ironed out all the plans and seemed to have worked everything out to perfection. Pretty soon, the actual test would take, and she hoped she could handle her nerves.
She glanced over at the door as someone made their entrance. It wasn't them... Instead, it was Jay Reso. He instantly seemed to read something in her eyes as he caught her gaze. It was as though he were offering her some assurance - and he didn't have a clue as to what was about to transpire.
The short-haired blond man strode directly over to her, a guiless expression on his placid yet concerned face. He didn't sit at her table, instead opting to stand just over her.
"Hey... How are you doing this morning, Dawn?"
Dawn Marie met his kind blue eyes. After the conversation they'd had the other night, she knew she could trust him. She nodded.
"Yeah, I'm okay, Jay. Thanks." She glanced down, hoping she didn't look too conspicuous by the action. She hoped it wouldn't show. He was a really nice guy, and she wouldn't be averse to explaining what was currently going on, but now definitely wasn't the time - not when Adam and Amy were most likely due here for breakfast within minutes.
She glanced over to her friends' table and briefly met Lilian's eyes. The blonde looked away quickly and resumed the conversation she was having with Cena.
"I just wanted to let you know," Jay went on, "if you need a friend to talk to again, I'm always here." He smiled.
Dawn felt an easy smile coming to her lips. She really felt appreciative and realized she'd made a fast friend during such an emotional time. She was grateful.
"I know... Thank you," she replied softly. She looked away again, and Jay seemed to take that as some kind of hint.
"Well... I'd better go," he said, hooking a thumb over his shoulder. "I was going to eat and run - I have a little errand I need to run," he explained.
The brunette nodded, hoping the relief she felt didn't show. She really needed to be alone when she did this. Any other way would make things look too suspicious.
Almost immediately after Jay her table, Adam and Amy entered the place. Dawn Marie straightened up in her chair and
daintily sipped the coffee she'd finally been served as she subtly kept her eye on them. Neither seemed to notice her as
they were seated at a booth, and for that, she was glad. So far, things were going all right.