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Amy smiled softly as she eyed the exceptionally handsome blond man sitting across from her.
She felt a soft blush touch her cheeks from time to time, a comfortable but exciting feeling inside of her. Adam was making her feel so good, so very good, and all fuzzy inside. She'd never gotten the impression that he liked her as anything more than a friend - but now... Now, she wondered. Something about the way he was looking at her tonight made her feel all shivery inside. And the ripples weren't stopping, not with the intense green gaze with which he pierced her.
She bit her lip as thoughts of Jay suddenly hit her. The short-haired blond man had grown pretty quiet when the three of them had been talking in the arena hallway earlier. She couldn't help but wonder about that.
"I can see that we're going to have an amazing future together..." Adam said, his emerald eyes sparkling.
The redhead arched an eyebrow, a soft chuckle escaping her. She wasn't certain whether he was referring to their new on-screen relationship or whatever awaited them *off-screen*, but damn it, she couldn't help but flush. He was sending more pleasant chills down her spine with his words, his intense warm and even *hot* gazes.
Although she definitely didn't find it disappointing, Amy was alittle confused by Adam's abrupt intense attentions, the way he seemed a lot more overt and demanding about them. She'd always suspected in the past that he might like her, but it had always been in a more playful and light-hearted way. Now...
"We should get to our training starting tomorrow," he suggested, nearly itching and aching for a romp around the ring with her. The tall blond man would *love* the opportunity to pin Amy. And not only that - he couldn't help thinking how much he would love to spear her... And not in the way Edge would spear an opponent, either. He wondered what the redhead would think if she knew that. She probably wouldn't mind. Hell, she probably would know or even *expect* it!
"Sounds like a good idea to me..." she was saying, and the Canadian blinked at her for a beat before realizing what she was speaking in response to... Of course - it was regarding training - not to him *spearing* her. He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing aloud at his thoughts.
"You know, Amy," he began as he gathered himself, his eyes still intensely focused on her lovely face, "I have to admit, I'm a little surprised you changed your in-ring wardrobe a bit."
"Oh..." She knew he was referring to the shorts she now favored over the low-slung cargos and parachute pants with her formerly trademark thong showing over the tops of them. "I guess I just thought it was time for a little change." She bit her lip in anticipation of what he might say next.
"Aww... I'm a little hurt!" Adam exclaimed, clutching at his heart as he feigned heartache. "The thong thing was all *my* idea, and I always sort of liked that you went along with my idea..."
"I know, I know..." the redhead said sheepishly. "But hey, I can always go back to my old style..."
The tall blond man arched a brow, amused at the diva's reaction. This was amazing, as far as he was concerned. If she would do something so simple just for him, what was to say she wouldn't do other, bigger things for him?
His lips curled into a soft smile as he realized she was pretty much putty in his hands. Yeah... It was so obvious she wanted him. He could probably get her to do whatever he wanted - for him or *to* him.
His smile grew into a full-fledged grin as these thoughts consumed him. This was too perfect, and he couldn't wait to test his theory. Maybe later tonight he'd do that... And he couldn't *wait*...