Chapter 8

"So did you talk to Lita and tasha?" Matt asked Jami later that night. He had come in with Edge and Jeff to find Jami doing yoga on the hotel room floor. All three men stared at her for a second before tilting their heads to one side as if they couldn't believe the position she was in.

"Damn, that's some kinky shit there." Edge uttered. Jami slowly moved out of the position and sat facing them. "It's not kinky shit. It's yoga. Exercise for the mind and body." Jami said. The three men flopped down onto the bed. "Whatever you say. But I still think it's some kinky shit." Edge said.

That's when Matt had asked Jami the question about Lita and Tasha. "No, I hung out with Tasha, Lita, Charity and Mags most of the afternoon and never said a word to them." Jami said, rolling her eyes. "You are such a smart ass." Matt said. "And you are such a dumb ass." Jami shot back. "Okay, we get the point. You both are ass's. Now, did you talk to them about us?" Edge asked.

Jami arched an eyebrow and glared at him. "yeah, I told them that you were both assholes and they shouldn't waste their time." "you what?!?" Matt asked. 'I told them that I had talked to you two. That you loved them and blah blah blah." Jami said. Matt and Edge sighed in relief.

Jeff rolled his eyes as the three bickered. He stood up and walked over to the dresser. "Hey Matt, is your headache still hanging on?" Jeff asked. "Yeah, it is." Matt said. "Do you want some tylenol? Jami has some in here." he told Matt, gesturing towards the dresser.

Lightening fast Jami jumped up and was beside him at the dresser. "No I don't!" Jami told him. "What? you had some this morning?" Jeff reminded her. "Yeah, I had some this morning, but I took some a little bit ago and there is no more left." Jami explained. "Oh." was all Jeff said, going back and sitting on the floor next to the bed. Jami hesitated for a moment before sitting next to him.

"We were thinking about going and grabbing something to eat. Wanna come?" Edge asked. "Nah, my stomache is kind of upset and I'm not hungry." Jami smiled in thanks at the invitation. "You sure you don't want us to pick something up for you...like pickles and ice cream?" Matt asked. Jami wrinkled her nose is disgust. "Ewwww, I don't eat pickles and I don't eat ice cream." "Well, that's a no answer if I ever heard one." Jeff answered.

Later that night when Jeff returned to their room, Jami was in bed, her laptop in front of her. Jeff sat on the bed and gave her a kiss on her bare shoulder. She was in a tank top and her favorite pajama pants.

"what are you doing?" Jeff asked, peering at the laptop screen. "Oh just on the internet looking at some fan sites and rumors and stuff like that." Jami answered. "Anything interesting?" Jeff asked as he slid off the bed and stripped his clothes off, grabbing a pair of his own pajama pants.

Jami's eyes were focused on the lean body of her husband. Just looking at him managed to take her breath away still. He had a lean muscular body, flat abs, and a tan, chisled body. Jami watched as he slid the pants on, watching his arms flew just a bit as he pulled them up. Jeff turned to ask why she hadn't answered him and found her eyes on him. As soon as she realized his eyes and turned to rest on her, she averted her gaze to the laptop blushing slightly.

Jeff smiled as Jami quickly resumed her typing. He was thrilled that after almost a year of marriage she still looked at him like that. He didn't think Jami noticed it, but he still looked at her in the same way. Jeff's lips looked almost like a smirk as he watched her. She was still so beautiful to him as the day he had first seen her. Little had changed her appearance since then except her hair color and she had more muscle definition. Right now her brown hair framed her face, making her look dramatic in the lamplight. Her brown eyes were focused on the screen in front of her, a blush still covering her tan face.

One of her hands reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and her eyes peered up at him. "What are you looking at?" Jami asked him. "you." was Jeff's simple answer. "Why?" Jami blushed again. "Becuase I love to look at you." he answered, slipping under the covers and next to her in the bed.

"So, what are we doing now that we had no idea we were doing before?" Jeff asked. "well, Rumormill has been quite active lately. Short summary of them all is that we are now divorced and you are remarried to Jaded. That we aren't divorced but I'm having an affair with Matt, Shane McMahon, and Edge. You're having an affair with Stacy Keibler, Ivory and Angel. I'm a lesbian having an affair with Lita, Tasha, Stephanie McMahon and Torrie Wilson. You are gay, having an affair with Edge, Shane Helms, Shane McMahon, and sickening enough, Matt. But that's not all. Supposedly we are also bisexual, having huge orgies at our house. I'm pregnant with three different men's child. You are currently married to three other women. I'm married to vince McMahon. That you and I are expecting triplets, that we were never really married. Only said that we were so we could get away with having sex. That my last job before this one was a stripper and you are nothing but a gigglo." Jami said.

"Damn, you were stripper? How come I never know the important stuff." Jeff asked. "Shut up. There are rumors on us being fired. Me for being overweight and constantly pregnant. You for engaging in oral sex with an intern." Jami laughed.

"Damn, is there anything true about us?" Jeff asked. "Only that we've been married for almost a year and we are currently in seperate factions and we are getting major pushes and are still together." Jami told him.

"Did you check WWF.com?" Jeff asked. "Yep, and the rajahwwf.com. That was depressing though." Jami mumbled. "why?" Jeff asked. "Because they were rating the women and crap. I was ranked number seven. Trish was first, followed by Lita, Tasha, Stacy, Torrie and Stephanie. Then they had a pole of who would be the best valet for you. I was again seventh." Jami grumbled.

"Don't worry baby. You are number one now and always where it counts?" Jeff said. "And where's that?" Jami asked, closing her laptop and putting it on the bedside table. "Right here with me! As my love." Jeff whispered to her, before kissing her passionately.

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