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Edge's jaw dropped open with shock as his brain absorbed what had just happened.
"Whoa!" Christian cried. "I should've known that Matt 'Hardly' had the hots for that hosebeast!"
The taller blond man felt his blood pressure increasing by the minute, and it was difficult for him not to explode like a pressure cooker. Another man had just kissed his woman, and his best friend was insulting her.
Ignoring Christian's comment, Edge instead focused on the television monitor. Matt was walking away, up the entry ramp after apologizing for the kiss. But then, Lita started after him.
'No...' Edge thought. If the redhead kissed him back, he thought he might just be sick - Christian around or not.
Then, as the pretty diva stopped the elder Hardy by grabbing his arm, Lita began speaking to him. Because they had no microphones, the blond man couldn't tell what she was saying - until, at the end of it, he was finally able to read her lips.
'I'm sorry... I don't think of you that way...'
The Canadian had to fight against letting out a sigh of relief. And what the hell was *wrong* with him? He'd been not only jealous, but also insecure in thinking his girlfriend was going to kiss another man. He really needed to get hold of himself.
Meanwhile, Christian was laughing hysterically.
"Oh, that was great!" he chimed. "Matt got *so* shot down! Man, I bet even *you* would stand a better chance with Lita than he could!"
Edge arched a brow at that remark. 'If you only knew, pal,' he thought. He shifted his gaze back to the monitor. Lita was giving Matt a friendly hug. That was all, and then there was a commercial break.
As his tag team partner prattled on about the dark-haired Hardy Boy being rejected, Edge felt all warm and fuzzy inside. His heart swelled with more love for Lita than ever. One thing was for sure - he was going to later show the redhead just how much he loved her - in more ways than one.
Thinking about all of this, especially the physical aspect of their love, brought a big smile to the Canadian's face. And then he realized Christian had asked him a question.
"Yeah," he said with a grin, nodding. "Yeah, I *did* enjoy that." Well, it was the *truth*. But what the shorter man didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
Also, Edge was glad that his girlfriend's problems with Dean Malenko were probably now officially over. And thank goodness for that. He didn't know how much longer he could've held back from going up to the guy and beating him senseless. That, of course, would've caused problems between him and Christian and The Radicalz - which, no doubt, would have raised eyebrows on all parties involved, not to mention everyone else in the locker room or in the front office.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Stephanie stealthily slipped inside the room.
"Where've you been?" Christian asked, and his girlfriend hurried into his open arms.
"Oh, I had a meeting with Hunter for tonight's spot," the young woman replied. "But I'm here *now*."
"Oh, are you ever..." The blond man tightened his arms around her waist, and Stephanie smiled at Edge from over her shoulder.
The tall blond man smiled at the thumbs-up sign she gave him, knowing she'd seen
what had happened with Lita.