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I lie awake on the nights we're apart, restless and longing for her touch. When I finally do fall asleep, her beautiful face dominates my dreams, as does the sound of her lilting voice, her adorable laugh.
Her name resounds in my head when I'm preparing to appear in the ring on SmackDown - the show I'm on... Lita... She, of course, is on RAW. We are only one of the unfortunate couples in the WWE who have been separated as a result of the roster split. Ironically, my best friend, Christian, is in the same boat with his girlfriend, Dawn Marie. The only difference is that while Dawn's on SmackDown like me, Christian is on RAW like my Lita...
My breath catches in my throat as I stand in the gorilla position, her lovely face the only thing I see... I always picture her smile, her large, beautiful hazel eyes and gorgeous red hair, now streaked with blonde, just before a match. Call me silly and sentimental, but just thinking about her inspires me to go out there and have the best damn match possible.
Somehow, someway, I am able to get through my match, though I can't get the woman I love off my mind. Sometimes, when I glance over the crowd of fans, I think I spot Lita sitting amongst them - like I suddenly notice her sitting in Row 23, beside a guy holding up a sign saying how Kurt Angle sucks... It's not her - it never is her. It's always my wishful thinking, because when I look back over there, Lita's not there. It's just that I want so badly to see her, to touch and kiss her...make love to her and hold her in my arms for the entire night. Actually, forever... I never want to let her go...
Both of us have tried to switch to the other show at one point or another. SmackDown General Manager Stephanie McMahon won't part with me because I'm one of the show's biggest draws. As for Lita, RAW co-General Managers Eric Bischoff and Stone Cold Steve Austin refuse to trade her to SmackDown because of the lack of a 'real' Women's division - ironically enough, the only thing those two agree on...
As I return to the back after my match, I shove the long blond hair back from my face, but I guess I can't really see, and I find out why a moment later.
"Hey, Edge!" I hear my friend Kurt Angle call out nearby. "Great match!"
"Thanks, Kurt..." I mumble, wallowing in my misery - I miss my Lita that much.
"I enjoyed your match, too..."
I stop in my tracks, then turn slowly at the sound of the voice... It is the most melodious, beloved voice I'd ever heard...
...And then, I finally see her - Lita is standing right beside Kurt, the Olympic Gold Medalist's arm around my girl, both wearing almost devilish grins on their faces...
"Lita! You're here?"
She instantly runs to me, and I have her in my arms. My God, she feels so good and warm - she belongs there...
"In the flesh..." she says throatily, and I am beaming as I feel her warm, sweet breath against my face. God, I can't believe she's really here, that she surprised me like this - but my heart swells with joy and love for this precious woman.
Finally, she does the honors and kisses me, her palms on either side of my face, her lips soft and warm and moist. I kiss her back with all the fervor I have, and slide my hands down around her slender waist. Afterward, as I gaze down into her beautiful, still-smiling face, I whisper to her how I truly feel.
"I love you, Lita..."
Her smile brightens into a gorgeous, full-fledged grin.
"I love you, too, Edge...
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