Chapter 14

I was talking to a bunch of WWF superstars about the new schedule for Heat that Sunday night when Jeff entered the room, out of breath. He was already wearing his usual wrestling attire. His eyes scanned the room and his gaze landed on me. I was at the head of the meeting. Grandmaster Sexay, Scotty Too Hotty, Triple H, Kurt Angle, The Godfather (minus the hos, of course), Kane, Matt, Edge, Christian, Chris Benoit, Chris Jericho, Shane, Chyna and Lita were all there, listening to my every word.

Before I could say anything, Jeff ran over to where I was, at the front of the mini-congregation, and wrapped his arms around my waist. Then, almost immediately, he leaned over and gave me a tender, loving kiss. I was happy to return it back as we heard applauses from the audience.

We pulled away. “I missed you, baby,” he whispered into my ear.

“Jeff, I’ve been gone for only an hour,” I whispered, smiling.

“Precisely, I missed you,” he said softly. “Sorry about the scene. I couldn’t help it.” We turned our gaze to the audience. They were all grinning.

“So you finally found each other,” Y2J chuckled. We heard other cheers.

“Alright, Jeff!”

“I didn’t know you guys were going out.”

“When are you gonna pop the question, man?” Now that was Matt.

“I’m gonna get you, bro!” Jeff said mockingly. I laughed. I’d never felt more at ease than before, although I must say that it was quite an embarrassing surprise when Jeff just burst in and gave me a kiss. That doesn’t happen everyday, especially in front of his fellow wrestlers.

“Ah, young love,” a voice from the back said. We all turned. Mr. Vince McMahon himself came into the room. I felt alarmed. What if he disapproves of this?

All the wrestlers acknowledged his presence. I held Jeff’s hand as tight as I could because of the tense that was suddenly enveloping me. He gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. It didn’t make me feel any better, though.

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