To Love Again

Chapter 1

As the few employees had gathered in the big conference room at Titan Towers in Stamford Connecticut. They Men and Women watched as their boss paced around the room and grumbled under his breath about shitty attitudes, injuries and careless ness while working.

They were waiting for either A) Vince to yell or B) Vince’s head blow up and take out the state of Connecticut with it. Most of them were hoping for B...They’d rather take a bullet to the head then to hear another one of Vince’s yelling speeches.

Vince finally stopped in the middle of the long oak table and said, “I’ve come to a rational decision. Everyone sitting in this room today has had shitty attitudes...you’ve all had bad injuries to try and come back from...and you’re getting sloppy in the damn ring.”

Vince as in Vince McMahon the owner and CEO of the WWE (World Wrestling Entertainment, Standing by his side was his wife Linda, and his two children Shane and Stephanie.

Vince continued to walk around the room...he looked from wrestler to wrestler to wrestler. He started off, “Mark (Undertaker) Look at you.” Mark looked down and said, “I have, please don’t ask me to do it again I may fall in love with myself.”

That earned a round of boisterous laughter from the other wrestlers sitting at the table. Vince humored Mark and said, “And just how would that go about happening?” Mark said, “Well because Vince, I know what I’m packin’ in my jeans.” Err go another round of laughter. Vince couldn’t help but laugh either...Stephanie and Linda blushed a little.

Vince said, “Anyways...the point I’m trying to make is for the next 2 months, you selective few are going to fly out to Colorado and get some much needed Rest and Relaxation...Take your families to spend time, or don’t take your families to run around your rooms naked I don’t care...but I want you all to come back with better attitudes, bodies healed...and I want the moves in that ring out there to be crisp and refreshed. I will have an extra gym set up and a ring set up for those of you who can’t seem to stay away from either.”

Glenn smiled his dopey smile and then raised his hand. Vince said, “Glenn why are you raising your hand...this is not grade school.” Glenn said, “You’re the boss...you think I’m stupid enough to cut you off while you’re speaking? Just because I let you make my character some what dense, doesn’t mean I am also.”

Mark leaned back in his chair and folded his arms over his chest and said, “Could’ve fooled me.” Glenn pointed at Mark and said, “Watch it Deadman.” Mark said, “Oooo...or what...You gonna tell my mama after school what I said bout ya?” Glenn said, “Yea...And she’d beat you with an inch of your life.”

Mark moved around a little and said, “Shit you know you’re right...My mama would too...Hell I maybe 3 feet taller then her...but she can still put the fear of God into me. (In his best mom voice) Boy I brought you into this world after 59 hours of labor with no drugs...and with as much pain as you’ve caused me...I can go through a little more to take you right back out. Ya little son of bitch.”

Everyone in the room calmed down and Vince said, “Glenn what was your question?” Glenn said, “What’s so special about Colorado...Anything in particular?” Vince said, “MY God daughter down there owns her own Bed & Breakfast. She’s already said she’d take you lot there for the next 2 months. So don’t even think of going no where else. You’ll be there for the duration.”

So after being handed plane tickets and 2 month R & R papers, the selected few went to the paring garage where all their stuff had been packed up and loaded into two small vans and then a limo the size of New York picked up the wrestlers and headed to the airport.

Tyra made her way around the bed and breakfast…making sure everything was up to par. She made sure all the rooms had fresh linen, clean and polished wood floors, bathrooms fully stocked with everything someone would need for a relaxing 2 month vacation. Curtains cleaned and put back up. Even that stereo type little mints on the customers pillows for when they arrive.

I walked down stairs just as a few black limos were pulling into the gated Wine and Roses bed and breakfast...coming up the drive. My concierge Felipe, a somewhat up tight French man, who’d gotten his American Citizenship when he was 10. Walked over and in his beautiful French accent said, “What a haul...sweaty muscled up wrestlers for the next two months.”

I nudge Felipe with my elbow as the wrestlers started walking towards the huge double wooden French doors and said, “Felipe! Ne pensez pas même à être grossier à mes employés de parrains... et l'insulte de don't leur cause d'intellegence certains sont plus futée puis vous ou j'a remonté.”

Felipe said, “Délicat délicat, particulièrement hommes d'odeury d'excédent.” I looked and Felipe and said, “Cut it and smile.” Felipe nodded and smiled...

The wrestlers walked in and stood in line. Shane and Stephanie walked up and I gave them both hugs and kisses on the cheeks...Steph said, “The drive up here was beautiful...” I said, “Girl you wait until you see the sun rise and sun set...you’ll never want to leave.” Shane’s wife Marissa said, “I already don’t want to.”

Shane said, “Well...C’mon let me introduce you to some friends.” I walked with him...and starting with two huge men one with auburn hair covered in tattoos, and one with brunette ringlets and ink free skin with a short redhead attached to the ink free one...Shane said, “Mark Callaway (Undertaker), Glenn Jacobs (Kane), Tina Jacobs(Fyre) Glenn’s wife.”

I shook their hands granted the big tattooed guy held onto my hand a little longer then I expected or wanted. As we continued down the line, Shane said, “David Bautista, Samantha Bautista (Faruza) Dave’s wife. Paul Levesque, Stephanie’s fiancé. Mark Jindrak and his soon to be bride Athena Mostly everyone calls her Ena for short.”

Glenn watched as Mark stood there staring after the breeze that just blew by them...Mark’s emerald green orbs were fixed on the girl...she had to of been about 5’10” with the longest legs, and around 125lbs...she needed to be fattened up a little...she had the most amazing purple colored eyes he’d ever seen and long waist length brunette hair. She couldn’t have been anything older then 19.

Shane said, “Guys this is Tyra Billings...she’s our God sister, and mom and dad’s God Daughter. She’s the owner of this establishment.” I said, “If you need anything...or something isn’t to your liking...please don’t hesitate to let me or one of my staff know immediately...and we’ll fix it right away. I’m sure you’re all tired from your travels...let’s get you settled for the night.”

I could feel the big tattooed guys eyes on me...there was something about his rough edges that made him appealing to me. I didn’t think anything about it as Felipe and I showed the guests to their rooms...as luck would have it Mark’s room was next to mine on the 3rd floor. We had a connecting door. I wouldn’t mind “accidentally” walking in on him in the shower once.

I giggled to myself as I pulled the covers up and turned the light out...for the first night wasn’t bad...I just wish I wouldn’t of known what was in store for me.

TRANSLATION

French: Felipe! Ne pensez pas même à être grossier à mes employés de parrains... et l'insulte de don't leur cause d'intellegence certains sont plus futée puis vous ou j'a remonté.

English: Felipe! Don’t even think of being rude to my Godfathers employees...And don't insult their intelligence cause some are smarter then you or me put together.

French: Délicat délicat, particulièrement hommes d'odeury d'excédent.

English: Touchy, touchy, especially over smelly men

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

A couple of hours later, Mark walked over with Shane and said, “Is there any good snow tired transportation out of here?” I said, “Of course. My jeep.”

Mark turned to Shane and said, “Shane can you drive me into town to pick up my bike? Your father called me and said he had it shipped here...which remind me to kiss that man the next time I see him.”

I said, “Excuse me...You wanna get down this mountain to pick up your bike, I drive you in my jeep...not Shane drives you in MY jeep...Are we clear?”

Mark said, “No offence but you’re a woman.”

I smiled and said, “None taken you over grown tattooed male chauvinist...No offence but your in my yard now Mr. Callaway. No one in this establishment knows these roads the way I do...I know which ones are safe to drive on and which aren’t. If Shane takes you...you’ll either get lost or die from cold. And right now it’s not even cold out...but it will be tonight.”

Shane said, “Alright then...Tyra wins.” Mark glared at Shane and said, “I don’t think so boy.” I said, “Don’t try to intimidate him...and don’t even think of trying to intimidate me...it won’t work...I don’t see you as some scary character on TV...you’re just a man with a different job.”

I grabbed my keys and Felipe snapped his fingers in the air and walked away with Shane. I walked out onto the front porch and said, “Coming Chauvinist?” Mark nodded and through gritted teeth said, “Yes ma’am.”

We walked out to the garage/barn and uncovered my jeep...Mark said, “There’s no roof on this thing...and where are the doors?” I said, “Well...I guess you should hurry up or you’re gonna get snow on your hair.” Mark pulled himself inside...the jeep had a roll cage on it...and snow tires that went up to his waist...if not higher.

I slipped the gear shift into reverse as I backed out of the barn...I stopped slipped a CD in the player, pulled my hair in a pony tail, slipped some sunglasses on and fastened my seat belt.

I looked at Mark and with a smirk playing on my lips I said, “Attention to all passengers you’re now sitting in the Whipped Your Ass 2003...please keep all arms, legs and objects inside the moving vehicle at all times...and oh yea don’t forget to buckle up cause it’s going to be a BUMPY ride.”

Mark slapped his seatbelt on just in time to watch Tyra snap the gear shift into first as she let off the clutch and smashed down the gas. Mark grabbed the roll cage top bar and held on for dear life. On the way down the mountain they went sliding through snow drifts and he’s pretty sure they ran over a few 16 foot tall trees...and he also could’ve sworn he heard a small rabbit cuss as they zoomed by it.

The music started blasting through the speakers...and surprisingly enough you could hear the words as they crashed and zipped through the crunching snow.

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Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type
No, I can't swig that sweet champagne,
I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait
Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip
I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip

'Cause I'm a redneck woman an' I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raisin' I say 'hey ya'll' and 'yeehaw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song
So here's to all my sisters out there keepin' it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah

Victoria's Secret, well there stuff's real nice
But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV
I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me
Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hard core
But in my neck of the woods, I'm just the girl next door

Hey, I'm a redneck woman an' I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raisin' I say 'hey ya'll' and 'yeehaw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song
So here's to all my sister's out there keepin' it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah

I'm a redneck woman an' I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raisin' I say 'hey ya'll' and 'yeehaw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on on my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song
So here's to all my sister's out there keepin' it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah
I said hell yeah!
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As the came sliding to a stop...Mark suddenly realized this girl was home to him...he hadn’t had that much fun in a long, LONG time...and listening to her country music at break neck speeds...made him feel like he was a teenager again...Oh yea...he definitely wanted to get to know Tyra much better.

I dropped Mark off and took off back up the mountain. I saw a smile playing on Mark’s lips...Oh yea...he had a good time.

Chapter 5A couple of weeks later, Mark and I ended up talking a lot...it was nice. One day Mark had gone out riding all day...it wasn’t cold...it was pretty nice...most of the first snow had melted...even though we were due for a fresh batch any day. I was sitting in the sitting room with Stephanie and a few other wrestlers...We were just laughing and joking around...

Mark walked in from his Motorcycle ride and I sucked in a breath...he had on jeans with black leather chaps that just fit his ass great...plus his black hooded Deadman Inc sweatshirt, with his black leather vest over it. he had a black bandana around his head and his hair pulled into a low tail...with black steel toed boots and sunglasses.

I looked around and then jumped up and ran over to him and said, “OH MY GOD CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?!?!?!”

Mark smirked and said, “What?”

I pouted and then said, “Oh...My mistake...I’m sorry...” Mark said, “What are you sorry for darlin’?” I said, “I thought you was one of the Village People there for a minute and was about to ask you to do your rendition of YMCA.”

Paul was sitting next to Stephanie and for the life of him couldn’t keep a straight face...he said, “Oooo...Ouch.” Mark gave Paul the finger. As the rest of us rolled with fits of laughter.

Mark just shook his head and walked passed us and into the kitchen...calling me a smart ass ring leader and everyone else a pack of following hyenas.

I laughed and hopped over the back of the couch and walked after Mark into the kitchen...by the time I’d gotten in there with him, his vest and chaps were hanging on the back of the door. I jumped up and sat on the counter and said, “You’re not really mad are you?”

Mark looked at Tyra and the smile she had on her beautiful face and he knew he wasn’t mad...he shook his head no...and said, “It’s easy making fun of guys who don’t hit women huh?” Tyra said, “Men don’t hit me...and if they ever did...it’ll be the last thing they ever did as a man again...If you...uh...catch my drift.”

Mark cringed and said, “Unfortunately I do.”

Mark watched as she jumped down and started loading the dirty dishes into the dishwasher. Mark watched as her jean covered ass danced in front of him. Mark couldn’t stand it anymore...He walked over and took her by the arm and turned her around...and pulled her tiny body tight against his.

Her chest moving up and down against his as she started breathing heavy in anticipation. All of a sudden Mark leaned down and pushed his lips softly against hers. Her mouth opened to grant his tongue access to her.

As the kiss started to get deeper...Tyra pulled away...Mark looked down and saw she had a couple of stray tears sliding down her cheeks. Mark softly caressed her cheek and said, “I’m sorry Tyra.”

Tyra said, “No...it’s okay...it’s not you...I just don’t want a repeat of 11 months ago...I’ve learned to live without certain people in my life...and having you and then watching you leave would hurt worse...cause you’d be leaving on your own free wheel...and not because you was taken from me.”

Mark said, “You’re talking about your parents?” Tyra shook her head no...she said, “I don’t wanna talk about it right now...I wish I could...but not right now.”

Mark said, “You know I’m here if you wanna talk.” She nodded and walked out of the room. Mark heard her go up stairs...probably to her room...he hoped he hadn’t scared her.

Chapter 6

A couple of days later it was around 4 am. Mark hadn’t been able to sleep...the nights were getting colder and he had been wanting to talk to Tyra about the kiss...He wanted to tell her how much she was truly affecting him, physically and mentally. She seemed to be the only person on his mind as of late.

Though for the life of him, Mark couldn’t understand why...he had a special someone at home waiting for him...he’d decided against bringing her along, because like everyone else...he could use the time alone to concentrate on trying to relax and not having to worry about someone tagging along with him.

Tyra either didn’t realize it or just didn’t ask about it...but Mark looked down at the necklace...He just laid in bed with the moonlight shinning in the room, he picked it up and stared at his wedding rings. Everyone in the company knew he was married...so they either hadn’t told her...or they just didn’t realize he was falling for her.

Mark heard the bed creek next door...it was Tyra’s room. She was often an early riser but this was a bit early even for her. He heard her pad around in her bare feet on the wooden floors and thought she was going to catch pneumonia. He listened as she opened her closet and dresser drawers...once he heard her booted feet walk to the door and out and down the steps.

Mark pulled himself out of bed and went to pull his jeans and boots on...he walked over and after he pulled the necklace off he put it in the top drawer and closed it as he pulled on a hooded sweatshirt with his Deadman Inc. theme on it. He pulled his hair back and put his bandana on and walked out and followed Tyra’s foot steps in the light dusting of snow they had received in the middle of the night some time.

He followed them to a hill and at the bottom of the hill was concrete stairs made into the ground and a metal pipe handle going along their stairs. He followed her foot steps up the stairs. When he got to the top he stopped...Tyra was sitting on her knees in the snow dust in front of 3 headstones.

He watched as she prayed...when she finished she leaned over and kissed the two large headstones and the smaller heart shaped head stone she knelt in front of and leaned her head against. Mark saw the last name on the two bigger head stones was Billings...so Mark knew it was her parents. But he didn’t know who the third one belonged too.

Mark watched silence as Tyra slowly stood up and brushed the snow off her jeans and then placed a lingering kiss on top of the 3rd head stone...Mark could hear her sniffling...she must’ve been crying. Mark took a step and Tyra must’ve heard him cause she spun around and stopped...her face was tear streaked.

She shook her head and said, “You shouldn’t be out of here...you’re going to catch pneumonia.”

Mark walked over and said, “I could say the same for you...up here alone sitting in the cold snow.” I whipped my cheeks and eyes and said, “I’ve lived up here my whole life...I’m used to it.” Mark walked over and stood next to me and said, “So this is where you’re parents are buried...it’s beautiful.” I said, “The sun rises up over this hill...you can stand here and look back at the Inn and it looked like everything is just tranquil and at peace.”

Mark said, “So Who is the 3rd headstone for?” I looked down and then back up at Mark and said, “My husband.”

Mark’s head jerked down and he said, “You’re husband...you’re not that old...You can’t be more then 19.” I said, “25 in a month...I married really young.”

Mark said, “Just how young exactly?”

I said, “20...Ryan was 21. We were married for 3 years...My parents were killed in the plane crash and a year later Ryan was killed in a snowboarding accident. That was 11 months ago. He was gliding down the hill and went to jump from one bank across the road to another snow bank and he landed in the middle of the road...a car was coming and he was trying to get the clasps on his board and boots un-done, but they wouldn’t budge....the car slammed on their brakes...but it was too late...they hit ice and slid into him. I popped my board off and went to him...he was still alive...they air lifted him to the nearest hospital...and I went with but on the way there he died.”

Tears sliding down my cheeks as I recalled Ryan telling me he loved me before he took his last breath.

Mark felt his heart go out to Tyra...he knew there was nothing he could say to make her feel better...he put his arm around her and she turned into him and cried hard. Mark carried her back to the Inn and put her back in bed for a few hours.

When I woke up...I went down stairs and Felipe said, “Bien- Bien, le regard qui s'est finalement levé... apprécient votre peu promenade avec M. tatouage?”

I rolled my eyes and said, “Fermé Felipe... j'ai un mal principal la taille du Brésil de pleurer et de Ja Pas à vouloir vous accepter pour redresser cette seconde.”

Felipe said, “Est-ce que quelqu'un s'est réveillé du côté faux du lit? Est-ce que vous faites-vous vous réaliser une promenade gentille ce matin... vous pourriez avoir attrapé le pneumonia?”

I said, “Je suis allé aux pierres principales et la marque m'a suivi là... que j'ai fini vers le haut de lui dire chaque chose.”

Felipe said, “Ryan Même?”

I nodded yes and Felipe covered his mouth with his hand and said, “I'm Tyra désolé... que je n'ai pas connu que... il doit avoir blessé pour lui indiquer chaque chose. Êtes vous ok?"

I rubbed my temples and said, “Oui, je veux juste être laissé un seul pendant un moment cependant. Je vais obtenir quelque chose manger et quelque chose pour mon mal de tête... et retourner alors à ma pièce... donnent svp chaque mes excuses et leur disent que je ne veux pas des visiteurs.”

Felipe said, “Oui Madame.”

Felipe walked away and I did just what I said I was going to do...I walked down to the kitchen and got some aspirin and breakfast and went back up stairs and spent the rest of the day in bed.

Translation

Well-well, look who has finally gotten up...Enjoy your little walk with Mr. Tattoos?

Shut up Felipe...I have a head ache the size of Brazil from crying and I do not want to put up with you right this second.

Did someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed? Did you have a nice walk this morning...you realize you could have caught pneumonia?

I went to the head stones and Mark followed me there...I ended up telling him every thing.

Even Ryan?

I'm sorry Tyra...I did not know...It must have hurt to tell him every thing. Are you ok?"

Yes, I just want to be left a lone for a while though. I am going to get something to eat and something for my headache...and then return to my room...please give every one my apologies and tell them I do not want visitors.

Yes Madame

Chapter 8

A couple of weeks later...It was the night before the wrestlers were to go back on the road and leave. They’d decided they all wanted to go down into town to some club / bar and have a good time drinking and dancing...I decided to just stay at the Inn...

I was missing Ryan something awful...and knew I had feelings for Mark. But I felt as though I was cheating on Ryan. I’d heard through the grape vine that Mark was married to some great girl named Sara who was at their home in Houston Texas.

I felt ashamed for having feelings for another woman’s husband...but it wasn’t like he was exactly making it easy...Before I even knew he was married...He kissed me...I liked it...I hadn’t been kissed like that since before Ryan died.

I was walking around the Inn with the stereo on and one of the most beautiful songs came on...it made me think of Ryan instantly...It was called One Sweet Day and was sung by Mariah Carey & Boys to Men...

As I was walking around the Inn listening to the song, I was crying and taking shots of Southern Comfort and Jack Daniels.

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Sorry, I never told you, all I wanted to say.
Now it's too late to hold you. '
Cause you've flown away, so far away.

Never, Had I imagined, yeah, living without your smile.
Feelin' and knowing you hear me.
It keeps me alive. Alive!

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven,
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
One sweet day.

Picture a little scene from Heaven.

Darling, I never showed you.
Assumed you'd always be there.
I took your presence for granted.
But I always cared
And I miss the love we shared.

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven.
Like so many friends we've lost along the way.
And I know eventually we'll be together.
One sweet day.

Picture a little scene from Heaven.

Although, the sun will never shine the same, I'll
always look to a brighter day.

Yeah, Lord, I know, when I lay me down to sleep,
You'll always listen, as I pray!

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven,
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
One sweet day.

And I know you're shining down on me from Heaven,
Like so many friends we've lost along the way,
And I know eventually we'll be together.
One sweet day.

Sorry, I never told you, all I wanted to say
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Mark came back from the bar early, and saw Tyra sitting on the couch crying and drinking...Mark helped her up stairs and started a shower for her...and told her she’d feel better after she took a nice long hot shower.

He left the room and I showered...he was right...I had sobered up some what. I wrapped a towel around my self and toweled the water out of my hair and sat on the bed...I couldn’t stop crying...I couldn’t stop thinking of Ryan.

I was sitting on my bed and had my arm around the bed post at the foot of the bed and my head leaning against it. I heard Mark walk in the room...his boots had that certain sound when they were thudding against the hard wood floors.

I said, “You must think I’m some huge basket case...getting drunk and crying all over the place.” Mark came over and sat behind me and said, “No I don’t...I think that you miss your husband...and that as hard as you try...you’re not even half way done mourning the loss of him from your life.”

I shook my head no and said, “Probably not.”

I said, “I just never felt like trying to replace Ryan yet...You know something...When I first met you...It scared me...You’re about the same size as Ryan...of course he was not as tall as you...but he had tons of beautiful muscle tone...and auburn hair like yours...with his go-tee and mustache. He always made me feel like I was the most beautiful person in the world...like I could never be replaced.”

Mark said, “It’s because you are beautiful...and you are irreplaceable...There is no one on the face of the earth that could take your place Tyra.” I said, “You sound so much like him...he was from San Antonio Texas...he had a deep southern accented voice like you’ve got...I could listen to him talk for hours...about nothing in particular...even stupid stuff.”

Chapter 9

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Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things you wanted
I brought them for you
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Mark moved around on the bed and draped his legs off the side of the bed, so I was sitting between them. Being this close to someone in such a long time was making my pulse race. His hands touch my waist and hips and I sucked in a breath.

Mark put his lips close to my ear and whispered, “When was the last time a man touched you?” My breath caught in my throat and I finally said, “Ryan and I made love the night before his accident.” Mark said, “That is too long for a beautiful woman to wait to not have been touched in so long.”

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Graceless lady
You know who I am
You know I can't let you
Slide through my hands
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Mark’s lips touched the skin on Tyra’s neck and she instantly felt the warmth. Tyra said, “I don’t think you should be doing that Mark.” Mark said, “Close your eyes...and listen to the sound of my voice...My name is not Mark...Its Ryan.” Mark kissed Tyra’s neck again and her head moved to the side letting him have better access.

Mark’s hands slowly started to slid along her thighs as he lifted her up and moved her back to lay on the bed beside him...he laid her on her back as he laid on his side, still kissing and licking paths from her shoulder to her ear and neck...he finally kissed up to her lips...as his big hands caressed their way down the curves of her body. His finger slightly brushed her towel covered nipples and Tyra moaned into his mouth. As their tongue slowly searched each others mouths.

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Wild Horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
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His hands slowly opened the bottom of the towel as his finger tips traced hot patterns on her flesh...his hand slid down and he slowly moved her thighs apart...draping one leg over his and moving the other one over a little...and he slowly and methodically moved his index finger up and down her wet slit. She was positively soaking...so he knew she was fully enjoying it.

Plus the deep throaty moans and groans that were coming into his mouth from hers was another give away...Then slowly He pushed his middle and index finger into her aching core...as far in as he could...he could instantly feel more wetness on his thick fingers. He slowly started to work his fingers in and out of her...he wanted tonight to be all about her. He knew he had to leave in the morning...but for one night he wanted to bring Ryan back for her.

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I watched you suffer
A dull, aching pain
Now you decided
To show me the same
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He stopped what he was doing and pulled his fingered from her scorching core and he started kissing her neck and kissed her ear and said, “C’mon baby...You know I love it when you moan my name...” he peeled her towel open and started kissing down to her breasts. Where he took her left nipple in his mouth first...and he got a small moan from her...slowly arching her back up and pushing her nipple into his mouth more. He moved over and took her right nipple into his mouth... She got vocal, “Oooh God baby. That feels so good.”

He kissed down her flat stomach and moved her knees up as his tongue started to enter her core...she finally moaned out, “Ryan...Mmm.” He laid and licked at her slit until she’d moaned Ryan at least a hundred times...and then he slowly crawled up her body and said, “Are you ready for me baby?”

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No sweeping exits
or off-stage lines
Can make me feel bitter
Or treat you unkind
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She nodded and he said, “You keep them beautiful eyes closed...and just feel it...Feel all the love I’m giving you...but I want you to keep moaning my name baby...cause it’s from me to you.”

She felt him slid between her thighs and she said, “I’ve missed you so much...I thought I’d never get you back...I’ve missed having you inside me...loving me the only way that you can.” She felt him slid himself into her all the way penetrating as deep as he could...and with a slowly steady rocking she felt him sliding in and out of her at a nice slow pace...letting her feel him slid nearly all the way out and then pushing all the way him...feeling herself stretch around him to get all of him in her.

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Wild Horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
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He was going slow and she kissed his ear and said, “Oh God Ryan please go faster...I just want to feel you pushing in me and pulling out of me so hard...so fast...Mmm deeper Ryan please....”

He pulled her knees up and held onto the back of her thighs as he started doing what she was begging for him to do...with every stroke he went a little deeper, a little harder...and ever a little faster...she wrapped her arms around the span of his back and held onto him as he did what he could to make her feel love, even if it wasn’t his love...it was her husbands love for just one night.

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I know I dreamed you
A sin and a lie
I have my freedom
But I don't have much time
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Listening to her moaning her husbands name and not his hurt, but the fact that he brought her husband to life just one more time...was enough to make all the hurt and heart ache go away.

She knew deep in her heart that the man making love to her wasn’t her husband...but she couldn’t help but moan out his name...Ryan was the love of her life...dating through high school and college married for 3 years they’d been together for nearly 11 years...Being with someone that long and to have them suddenly taken away would obviously leave the other person heart broken.

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Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let's do some living
After we die
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She knew after tonight she’d have to continue her life again without him...but for one night she could truly love again...even if it was for just one night...It was worth every minute.

His strokes got longer, harder and deeper and then as if by a chance he pushed himself all the way inside of her as they both yelled out each others names as their orgasms swept and took over their bodies...she felt him explode deep inside of her...and her body answered him back.

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Wild Horses
Couldn't drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn't drag me away
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He laid there on top of her still inside her and planted kisses all over her face as she breathlessly said, “I loved you so much Ryan...Why did you have to leave me...”

Tears slid down her cheeks as she held onto him...he carefully pulled out of her and laid to the slid...he pulled her over onto his chest as she cried her self to sleep still declaring her love for her husband.

Mark soon fell asleep after Tyra.

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Wild, wild horses
We'll ride them someday
Wild, wild horses
We'll ride them someday
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Chapter 10

In the morning...I moved around the bed a little and slowly woke my self up...I could here something rustling around the room...I sat up with the covers around my chest and Mark was walking around the room getting dressed.

I pushed my long hair out of my face and said, “Morning.” Mark looked over and said, “Morning.”

He got done with his boots and stood up and said, “Look...about last night...I’m...” Before he could finish I said, “Thank you. I know why you did it...and I really appreciate it.” Mark said, “Well...Listen, I have to go pack and shower...Get some more sleep...we’re not leaving for a while.” I nodded and laid back down.

A few hours later I got up and showered.

As I walked down stairs, the wrestlers were just getting all their bags packed back into the SUV’s...I said my good-byes to all of them, hugged Stephanie and Shane...and Mark came over and I stood on my tip toes and kissed his cheek and whispered, “Thank you.” Mark hugged me tight and said, “You’re welcome.”

He got in the SUV and I hugged Shane and Stephanie one more time and then stood on the porch with Felipe and watched as they drove away.

- -18 Months later- -

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Every night every day
I tell my heart to forget you and to move away
Not to break anymore
But, oh, no matter
What I say
You're so deep in my mind
There's no way to leave this love behind

It used to be
I believe I could go on and find someone to
Rest upon anyone, anyone
Soon I found
There was no other
There you are
Framed against the sky
You are my life and I pray for when
You will be mine
To love again
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I was sitting in the grass on top of the hill again holding my son Ryan Marcus Billings Jr. in my arms...He was the most beautiful baby in the world...he was just 9 months old. And his red head and big green eyes...were just absolutely gorgeous.

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I see the rain in the sky
And I see your face
Through every tear that I cry
With every breath and every sound
I can hear another voice
And swear that you're around
And every word is clear
'Cause I know
The memory won't let go
Until you're mine
To love again

Who's to say what lives in the past
Who's to say that love won't last
Time's been standing still
Waiting so patiently until
Until that one day when
When I will have you
To love again
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I looked at the headstone marked beloved husband and said, “Well...we really did it...I miss you so much...and no one can ever take your place...but at least with everything we’ve been through and I’ve been through...I got to learn to love again.

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And there you are
Framed against the sky
You are my life
And I pray for when
You will be mine
To love again
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The End