She laughed as she looked over her shoulder at him beside her on the bed - actually, behind her was probably more accurate.  The tall blond man was sound asleep, his mouth open, and Lita was actually surprised he wasn't snoring.  One of his heavy legs was thrown over her, one of his long arms beneath her while the other was thrown over her, and his hand rested against her bare breast.

They were both naked, as they hadn't bothered to put their pajamas back on after their lovemaking the night before.  The redhead supposed that if it weren't for Edge, she would be feeling pretty damn cold right now - and she was grateful for his warm body snuggled against hers.

The Women's champion turned over as best she could, not wanting to disturb her sleeping boyfriend, but it would be difficult.  In the mere week they'd been together, she'd quickly learned that he was all arms and legs while sleeping.  Good thing she was such a heavy sleeper.

Lita smiled as she snuggled up against the blond man, a feeling of contentment rushing through her.  God, life was funny.  A week ago, she'd never have been able to even envision this scene - she and Edge had hated each other.  He, along with Christian, had always been rude to the Hardys - at least since April - and their not-so-friendly rivalry had gotten worse over the months past.  And then, when Matt and Jeff had rescued her from Essa Rios - who'd been nice up until that night on RAW when he'd teamed up with that idiot Godfather - it seemed Edge and Christian had it in for her as well.  She knew it was sort of a 'guilty by association' thing, but the two blond Canadians had been pretty mean to her.  They'd tried to nail her with a conchairto, but Matt had shoved her out of the way.

The redhead thought back to SummerSlam, to the TLC match, during which she'd shoved over the ladder Edge and Christian had been climbing - in fact, they'd been quite high up there, nearly to the top.  Okay, so she hadn't really had any right to interfere - it wasn't as though the Dudleys or Edge and Christian had had someone come out to help them.  She also recalled that Edge had been sort of crotched on the top rope because of her actions.  Ouch... At the time, she hadn't cared, but now, she did.

Something that had stood out to Lita that night was that, after he'd speared her out on the arena floor, Edge had seemed to check on her.  He'd lingered over her, peering down into her face as though to ensure that he hadn't hurt her too badly.  Not only that - when he'd delivered that spear, he'd slipped an arm beneath her body, as though to shield her a bit.  Also, she'd been lucky not to have hit her head on the fallen ladder, which had been a mere two or three inches at most, from where they'd landed.  She'd actually wondered about that for awhile that night, and now, she wondered about it again.

As Lita continued to silently study Edge while he slept, the Canadian suddenly stirred.  He stretched just a bit, yawning before opening his eyes and fixing them on her smiling face.

"Good morning, Red..."

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," the diva replied with a little laugh.

The blond man's gaze on her was intense.  He grinned.  "You're the one who's beautiful, Lita..."

The redhead wore a soft, small smile on her lips before leaning forward, Edge's arms instantly going around her and pulling her against him at the same time.  She pressed her lips against his, and their kiss was tender, yet passionate at the same time.

Lita laughed a bit as they continued kissing, and the tall Canadian let out a small sigh as he felt her hand touching him beneath the blankets.

"You're just insatiable, aren't you?" she asked teasingly.

Edge's response was simple.  "Yes."  He rolled over her, burying his face into her breasts.

The Women's champion laughed, and she twined her fingers through his mass of long golden hair.  "I don't think we have time for that, babe..."

"Huh?"  Edge raised his head to look into her face with great disappointment.

"Last night, you told me you and Christian had some important business to take care of for tonight's RAW," Lita reminded him.  He'd told her this before they'd shut off the light, but he hadn't given her any details, and damn it, she was curious.

"Oh, yeah..."  The blond man sat up and raked a hand through his hair.

"What kind of 'important business' did you mean, Edge?"

He met her eyes silently for a beat, and the redhead nodded in understanding.

"More Conquistadors business, I take it?"

"Well...yeah," the blond admitted reluctantly.  It wasn't that he didn't want to mention this because he didn't trust her - the truth was, he was a little embarrassed about what he and Christian were going to do.

"Okay," the young woman said softly, "you don't have to tell me any details if you don't want to.  I won't take it personally - I promise."  To prove her sincerity, she smiled, then kissed him again.

Edge wrapped his arms around Lita's slender waist as they kissed, wondering what on earth he'd ever done to deserve her.  He knew she really was too good for him.  He'd done so many sneaky, devious, underhanded things over the last several months - including being mean to her - and yet, somehow, she obviously didn't hold any of that against him.  She was amazing.

Edge suddenly pulled back, but only after drawing the kiss out a little longer.  Then, running a hand through his hair, he asked, "What time is it?"

Lita reached over for her watch on the nightstand.  "Almost nine-thirty."

"I'd better get showered," the tall blond man said, and he stood up, not missing the look of longing on the redhead's face as she took in his nude form.  "Christian and I planned on meeting at ten."  He headed in the direction of the bathroom, and looking over his shoulder, he noticed that Lita was still gazing at him with desire in her eyes.

Edge grinned at her almost wickedly.  "Wanna join me?"

The redhead jumped up from the bed and followed him, a pretty grin on her own face.  "I thought you'd never ask!"

The two of them laughed, tickling each other as they entered the bathroom.