Now, he stood up and paced a little before Jay's bed, running his hand through his long blond hair.  Amy was already gone, as she had fled the room, mortified, once she'd belted her robe securely.  The taller of the two Canadians had called her back upon the realization that she'd forgotten her baby doll, but she hadn't turned back.  Adam had picked up the lingerie and stuffed it into his bag to give it back to her later.

"I don't believe this!  I would think it was an April Fool's joke, but I saw it with my own two eyes.  You and...Amy?"

Adam sighed, again raking a hand through his hair.  "Let me explain, Jay..."

The shorter man eyed him expectantly, the shock still clearly visible on his face.  He sat down wordlessly on the edge of his bed as he waited for his best friend to talk.

"This has been going on for about five months now," the tall blond began.  "It just sort of...happened.  And then, we started getting together more often, and-"

"You mean you've been doing it with Trish and Amy??" Jay interrupted.

"What? No!" Adam cried.  "It's never been Trish!"

"Then why'd you-"  Jay cut his own words off, suddenly coming to a realization.  "So, a couple of weeks back, when you had the locker room door locked...?"

"Yes, Jay...yes, Amy was in there with me," he admitted.  "Listen, you have to promise me you won't tell anyone about us."

"Don't worry, Adam...I won't."  He thought silently a moment, then spoke again.  "I can't believe it...you two always hated each other!"

"Well, we don't anymore."

"Obviously...am I the only one who knows about this?"

Adam shook his head.  "Actually, no...she told me she told Jeff a couple of weeks ago.  So, now the two of you know.  And above all else, Jay - Amy doesn't want Matt to know."

"No problem...my lips are sealed."  He made a gesture of finger to lips.  After a beat, he said, "Man, I'm so sorry I walked in on you guys."

The taller man turned back to his best friend.  "While we're on the subject, why did you come back here so soon?  You never told me..."

"Oh, I just realized I was a little more sore than I thought after our match earlier.  I don't know how those Hardys do it.  Matt even needed those stitches to the head, and he still insisted on hanging out," Jay replied.

"Damn," Adam said.  "Amy and I never even finished..."

"Oh, jeez...again, I'm sorry," Jay interjected.  "I should go apologize to her."

"Don't do it right now...I'm going to her."  The tall man strode over to reach into his bag, pulling out Amy's lingerie, then went to the door and quickly left to go to her room.

*

Amy was still feeling humiliated as she sat up on her hotel room bed.  It had all been so surreal - her and Adam making love one minute, and then the sound of Jay's voice the next.  She had never felt so embarrassed in all her life.  She had even left her baby doll and thong on the floor by Adam's bed, but she hadn't cared.  All she'd wanted to do was flee.

She looked up at the sound of soft knocking on the door, biting her lip as she prayed it wasn't Jay.  She felt she could live without an apology from him just yet.  But then she heard the familiar voice, and she jumped up to let Adam in.

"Hey...are you okay?" he questioned, reaching out to caress her hair as his emerald eyes gazed into hers with concern.

"Yes," the redhead replied, meeting his eyes.  "I'm just feeling...so humiliated!"  She turned around and sat down on the bed, stretching out onto it so that she was laying down on her back.  Staring up at the ceiling, she said, "Oh, God, Adam...I have never been so embarrassed!"

The blond man came over to sit beside her on the bed.  Reaching out with one hand, he caressed her cheek gently, lovingly.  "Oh...you left these."  He raised his other hand and placed her lingerie on the pillow beside her head.

"Thanks."

Adam sat silently for a moment, thoughful as he continued to gaze down at her.  "Well, I just had a thought...I don't know what you'll think about it, but...what if we let everyone know about us?"

Amy shifted her eyes to his face with surprise.  Had she heard him correctly?  In the five months they'd been together, they had pretty much had an unspoken "rule" about keeping their relationship a secret.  Just the fact that he'd thought of going public about the two of them warmed her heart and made her love him even more - but she didn't want Matt to know a thing.  She knew the elder Hardy boy too well, and she knew without a shadow of a doubt that he would get all big brothery and judgmental.  She knew he would definitely jump on her for the way she and Adam had started.  Not to mention that he might even jump on Adam - literally.  She could definitely see Matt beating him up, at least for the way things had started between them.

She reached up and gently placed one hand on his cheek, smiling a little as she gazed deeply into his beautiful eyes.  "You're so sweet," she said softly.  "You're really serious...you want everyone to know about us..."

"Well, yeah," he replied in a low tone.  "Besides, it would eliminate a lot of complications for us."

The redhead bit her lip gently as she continued staring adoringly up into his face.  "How about this?  We just go on like we've been for now, and just leave it at Jeff and Jay as the only ones who know about us...I...I really don't want to have to deal with Matt - because I know how he's going to act - and react."

"Okay...if that's how you want it, baby...that's the way it'll be," Adam replied, leaning his head down to hers.  He kissed her intensely, passionately, and she responded with everything she had inside, her arms raising to encircle his neck.

After a moment, Adam pulled back and lifted her up in his arms, cradling her against him as he carried her to the bed.  She laughed softly when he laid her on her back.  "Good thing you decided to come so we could finish what we started before we were interrupted..."

"That was exactly what I had in mind," the tall blond said softly, a gentle smile playing at his lips as he lowered his head to hers to kiss her again.

*

Amy stirred and opened her eyes slowly, reluctantly.  She didn't want to wake up just yet and reached for the blanket to cover up her head.  That was when she realized she wasn't alone in the bed.

A solid, warm and by now very familiar body was pressed up against hers - Adam.  She'd been so groggy upon awakening that she'd initially forgotten he had stayed with her all night.

The redhead turned around onto her right side to examine him.  The blond man appeared to be sound asleep, his lips slightly parted, his breathing deep and regular.  His long hair was slightly fanned out on the pillow, and his eyes moved slightly under their closed lids - evidently, he was in the midst of a dream.

Amy bit her lip as a mischievous thought came to her.  She grabbed the edge of the blanket and peered at his beautifully sculpted nude body beneath.  Her breath caught in her throat as she saw that he was hard.

Smiling gently, the young woman snuggled closer to the man she loved, slowly reaching down with her left hand to grasp him.  She didn't really want to wake him up - he looked so peaceful - but she wanted to please him, and she wanted to surprise him, wake him up in a way he would love.

Adam stirred a bit in his sleep as Amy continued to touch him.  She smiled as he made a contented sound deep in his throat.  As she moved her hand slowly, another idea took shape in her mind.  Biting her lip gently, her heart pounding with excitement, the redhead crept underneath the blanket.  Tentatively, she lowered her mouth to Adam's throbbing erection, taking in his full length as best she could.

"What the-"  Adam woke suddenly to a delicious sensation, and his eyes snapped open.  "Oh, God..."  He raised the flap of blanket covering him up to his chest and looked down the length of his body beneath it.  A gentle smile took form on his handsome face as she saw Amy just hovering over him.  She continued to lavish him with her tongue, lips, and, very gently, with her teeth as well.

"Baby..."  He gritted his teeth, feeling as though he might lose his mind.  What she was doing felt so good.  He wanted more - he wanted her.  "Amy..."  Gently, he pulled away from her very giving mouth, sitting up and shoving the blanket aside.

The diva looked up, meeting his eyes, which were slightly glazed over in his sleepy and highly aroused state.  He gently pulled her toward him, and she positioned herself on his lap.  Adam sought her lips hungrily, kissing her deeply, raising both hands to her face.  The redhead responded with equal fervor, savoring the feeling of his hot, moist lips on hers, his tongue penetrating her mouth deeply.

The blond man lowered his hands to Amy's waist, quickly repositioning her so that he could enter her.  He sighed with relief when he did so, unable to contain a moan as she began to rapidly move up and down over his length.

Adam tried to hold on as long as he could, wanting Amy to come first, but with all the stimulation he had received, it wasn't easy.  As it turned out, he got a pleasant surprise when they both ended up reaching the brink at the same time.

When it was over, they lay beside one another on the bed.  Amy turned toward him with a satisfied smile, and Adam wrapped his arms around her, snuggling against her.  He kissed her on the forehead, a content feeling sweeping through him.  He quickly reflected on how the two of them had originally gotten together.  It amazed him that he had once disliked her, had not gotten along with her.  Although that had been fairly recent, those days seemed so far in the past.

Adam lowered his head again to kiss Amy's lips, and the redhead kissed him back ardently.  As he held her more closely against him, rubbing his chin against her hair, he felt ecstatically happy and couldn't imagine anything going wrong.  Little did he know that the recent past would soon come back to haunt.