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Edge smiled gently as he lay in the hotel room bed, his arms wrapped around Lita's slender form.
The redhead turned around in her boyfriend's embrace. One look into his handsome face told her that things were not as bleak as she'd thought - at least, not in his mind.
"I thought you'd still be mad..." she admitted suddenly.
"Why?"
"Because you and Christian lost the tag team titles..." the redhead answered. "And to Matt and Jeff, at that. I know how much the titles mean to you - and how much you...dislike them..."
"Nah, I'm okay..." the tall blonde Canadian admitted. "Though I can't speak for Christian...He was pretty pissed last I saw him."
"And you're not?" Lita's hazel eyes were riveted to his green ones, and the blond man was touched by the childlike insecurity in her voice.
"No, Li - I'm not...In fact," Edge continued, "all I can concentrate on right now is that there's not a single other place I'd rather be right now than in your arms..."
The lovely redhead smiled softly, her arms tightening around his neck.
Edge pressed his lips to her forehead and kissed her there tenderly before moving them to hers. Afterward, the redhead pulled back slightly to gaze into his eyes.
"Your birthday..."
"What about it, baby?"
"It's coming up in a couple of days..." Lita pointed out. "What would you like?"
"You don't have to get me anything..." Edge said, then grinnined. "You are birthday present enough..."
As soon as the words escaped him, the tall blond man blinked, surprised. He was actually telling her that she was enough and that she needn't get him a birthday gift. And to think that, only a few short weeks earlier, he'd have insisted on having that material present. It dawned on him just how much of an impact this precious woman was having on him - and in a positive way.
The tall blond pulled back just enough to gaze into Lita's beautiful eyes.
"You have a women's title defense coming up tomorrow night, don't you?"
"Yeah..." she replied, her voice soft and slightly husky. "It's supposed to be a four-corners match..."
"Who's in it?" Edge asked.
"Um...That little brat Trish, Ivory and Jacqueline..."
"Ahh...That's no biggie..." the Canadian said with confidence for the redhead in his arms. "You should easily be able to handle them. The only threat would be Ivory, with her Right to Censor cronies..."
Lita smiled.
"I bet it would be Steven Richards, if anyone - I can handle him..."
"Oh, I know..." Edge said with a grin. "You'd hurricanrana him so fast, and so hard on his pointed little head that he wouldn't know what hit him...You'll be fine, baby..."
As he hugged her more tightly against him, he was completely oblivious
as to what would happen the very next night on SmackDown... And what he
would be a big part of...