Ch 21.

The four guy members of Evolution spent the next day relaxing by the pool.

Lita smiled as she dumped her towel and bag on one of the banana lounges and pulled her t-shirt over her head, then paused to unzip her skirt, dropping both on top of her other stuff, revealing a navy blue bikini.

“We didn’t think we’d see you before lunchtime.” Randy called to her as she walked towards the deep end.

Hunter walked over to her and kissed the top of her head, one of his hands lingering on her bare stomach in an almost possessive gesture. “Did you sleep okay?”

“Just fine.” She returned his smile, and kissed him gently on the mouth.

“Do you want some tanning lotion?” Randy asked her.

“Why would I want that?” Lita asked him.

“Didn’t you just come out to sunbake?” He asked, then watched as she dove into the deep end, swimming the full length of the pool before she surfaced, her hair plastered to her head and neck.

“I came here to swim.” She smiled at him, then tumbleturned, and began swimming back towards the deep end using butterfly stroke.

“You’re a really good swimmer.” Hunter told her, after they’d watched her complete half a dozen laps, using different strokes.

Lita used her upper body strength to pull herself out of the pool. “I was on the swim team in school.”

“Do you swim much now?” Ric asked.

“Not as much.” Lita shook her head, sending water flying. “I don’t have time. The pool is fine for a while, but I love to head down to the beach.”

“What’s so special about the beach?” Randy asked.

“Everything!” She replied. “There’s the waves and the salt, and the wind on your skin and in your hair. I love the beach, more than probably anywhere else.”

“Keep your eyes closed.” Hunter told her. “I mean it, no peeking.”

“Like I’d be able to see anything with your great big hands over my eyes anyway.” Lita told him, her voice seasoned with sarcasm.

“Just a few more steps.” He coached. “That’s it, keep your eyes closed.”

Lita felt his hands leave her eyes, but dutifully kept her eyes closed.

“Now, open them.” Hunter told her.

The bright light stung her eyes a little, but the scene she was looking at remained the same. “It’s the beach.” She said softly, almost as if she was surprised.

“You said you loved to go to the beach.” Hunter told her, dropping his shirt on the backseat of the car.

With a smile Lita kicked off her scuffs and picked them up in one hand, then ran down to the water’s edge, still carrying them.

By the time Hunter had caught up with her, Lita was ankle deep in water, just dancing around kicking up spray at him so that he couldn’t get close to her.

Seconds later he ambushed her, wrapping his arms around her waist, hands resting on her bare belly, energy radiating from her, as if she was a coiled spring. She relaxed in his arms and tilted her head back to kiss him, melting in his arms.

Her legs were smooth and already damp with saltwater, as was the tiny sarong she wore draped around her hips, but she was glowing, the wind in her hair and salt air on her skin making her seem more alive than ever before.

“Wouldn’t you love to be that way.” Batista said with a smile. “They look so happy.”

“It helps that Hunter treats her like a Princess.” Randy shook his head. “It’s the beach for crying out loud.”

Trish smiled and shook her head. “Someone’s never been in love.” She teased.

“I’ve been in love.” He told her.

“Not head-over-heels, I-would-do-anything-to-see-her-happy in love.” She told him gently. “That sort of love doesn’t happen very often, but when it does you should never let it go.”

“You and Lita are both so mature when it comes to that sort of stuff.” Ric observed.

“What do you mean?” Trish asked him.

“Something she said just after we invited her to join Evolution. You don’t need to be an adult to fall in love.”

“That might explain why they’re both acting like sixteen year olds.” The blonde Canadian laughed.

“Who’s acting like a sixteen year old?” Lita asked breathlessly as she raced over to them.

“You two.” Randy told her.

She poked her tongue out at him and darted behind Batista. “He’s going to wet me.” Lita told them.

“What did you do?” Randy asked, suddenly amused.

“Kicked water all over him.” She admitted, then raced away, Trish keeping pace with her.

“Where is she?” Hunter asked as he ran towards the others, almost soaked from head to toe.

“She got you good.” Batista told him, stifling a laugh.

“Yeah, and that’s nothing on how badly I’m going to get her.”

The four men paused to watch as Lita and Trish dance around in the shallow water, kicking sprays at each other and laughing. Hunter found himself smile as they watched Lita spit and wipe her mouth, clearly having got salt water inside, grimacing at the taste.

While she was distracted Hunter raced down the beach and seized Lita up in his ams, carrying her into the water and dropping down, still holding her.

As the pair surfaced the others watched them kiss, salt water on their lips, mixing with saliva as the pair lost themselves for several minutes.

“Thank you for today.” Lita murmered as Hunter pulled her down onto the bed, content to just curl up together.

“Day’s not over yet.” He grinned suggestively at her, pulling Lita on top of him.

“That is a good idea.” Lita smiled, then paused to kiss him, letting her weight rest on his chest. “But I’ve got a better idea.”

“Mmm?” Hunter stared up at her. “What would that be?”

“There’s a hot tub downstairs.” She answered, getting off him.

“A hot tub?” He said, considering it.

“Come on.” She prodded. “When we get back...” Her voice was suggestive and he smiled as she turned away.

“Sounds good.” Hunter nodded. “I guess we should change back into swimming gear.” He was a little surprized as Lita’s shirt hit him in the chest.

“Hurry up then.” She taunted him, sliding on a black string bikini that Hunter hadn’t seen on her before.

“This is so nice.” Lita sighed as she slid into the warm water, allowing it to envelope her, the steam both cleansing and relaxing.

“Come sit.” Hunter gestured to the space between his legs as he sat down and obediently she sat down in front of him, reclining against his chest as he brought his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

“What happened to after?” She asked, her voice almost dreamy.

“Change of plans.” He murmured, dropping several more kisses on her neck and shoulders.

“That feels good.”

Carefully Hunter raised his knees a little to cradle her body, while he let go of her waist, and began to rub her shoulders, pausing to play with the ties of her bikini.

“Have I told you how much I love you lately?” Lita asked.

“I think so.” He answered, kissing her ear, still playing with the ties of her bikini top.

“What are you doing?” She asked, feeling her neck tie come loose, but not really concerned.

“Taking your top off.” He chuckled, but continued when she made no move to stop him. Seconds later he placed the handful of sodden material on the edge of the hot tub. Lita turned to face him, kissing him on the mouth, while under the water he ran his hands down over her hips and thighs, marvelling once more at the fact that someone so beautiful and, in his eyes, so perfect would allow him to do such crazy things with her, and to her.

She moaned into his mouth as he brought his hands up to her chest, stomach, hips, and thighs, basically giving her a whole body massage. Languidly he brought his hands around to her back, their kisses growing in intensity as he kneaded the muscles of her middle and lower back, her hands kneading gently at his waist as she broke away from his mouth to plant several kisses on his neck and shoulders, while he shifted their positions so that he was on top, with Lita’s back pressed against the side of the hot tub.

“Looks like we weren’t the only ones with this idea.” A voice said from beside the hot tub.

Not looking concerned at all Hunter turned his head to look towards the speaker. “Guess great minds think alike.”

“And how are we doing tonight?” Ric asked.

“Oh shit.” Lita looked up at the others, self-consciously covering her bare breasts with one arm, even though the churning water covered her. “Hunter, what the fuck did you do with my top?”
“I don’t think we want to know.” Randy looked away, as though he was slightly embarassed.

“I don’t know.” Hunter answered, glancing at the edge of the tub.

“As much as I love you,” Lita began, “If you don’t find my top in about three seconds, I’m getting out anyway, and I’ll go and stay with Trish tonight.”

“Is this what you’re looking for?” Batista bent down and picked up the fallen bikini top from where it lay on the ground, effectively rescuing Hunter.

“Thank you.” She told him, not quite game enough to reach out and take it herself.

Hunter simply reached out and grabbed the tiny triangles of fabric which made up her bikini top, and handed it back to Lita, who managed to put it back on without having to get out, tying the strings into knots. “Remind me to never let you do that again.” She chuckled, adjusting the fabric over her breasts to make sure that she was covered.

“So you two were having a good time.” Ric chuckled.

“Well I wasn’t finding that bit too good.” Lita answered, while Hunter pulled her back in front of him, dropping several kisses on her bare neck and shoulder. She sighed and rested her head in the crook of his neck, while his arms held her gently, protectively by the waist.

“So what are you guys up to?” Lita asked with her eyes closed. When no one answered she opened her eyes and stared at them for a second. “Y’all can get in if you like. It’s okay.”

“Okay?” Batista asked.

“As long as Hunter keeps his hands off my top, it’s all good.”

Hunter gave her a squeeze that made her jump.

“Play nice you two.” Ric told them as the three others got into the hot tub.

“Isn’t it nice just to kick back for once.” Randy said quietly.

“Sometimes I think we work more than anything else.” Batista nodded. “Even more than sleep.”

“You get used to it.” Hunter told them. “Until you’re right up there everything is about training.”

“And strategy.” Lita nodded. “Jeff and I used to talk for hours about strategies, not only for being in the ring, and countering moves, but for really making it in the business.”

“And?” Batista asked.

“Well he’s most famous for jumping off ladders and stuff.” She smiled. “So I don’t know how much strategy played a part in that.”

Ric chuckled. “But at least you had direction. That’s the problem with some of these young stars. No direction. They all just come in and think ‘I’m going to win the World Heavyweight Title.’ No plan on getting there, just a dream.”

“Sometimes dreams are the only things that keep you going.” Hunter told him, and Lita nodded, both knowing the power of dreams while they were out with their respective major injuries.

“Sometimes it’s the dream that gets you there.” Lita told them. “It’s not until you can taste it, until you’ve scored that pinfall that you should stop dreaming. You have to have something that keeps you going.”

Hunter repositioned his arms slightly, allowing Lita to adjust her position to melt into the curves of his body.

“You two are so... I don’t know.” Batista shook his head. “I mean it was a little weird seing you together at first, but now I don’t know. Now it’s weird seeing you apart.”

“Where’s the weirdest place you’ve had sex?” Randy asked suddenly, leaving the question open to everyone.

“Us together, or just in general?” Lita asked, chuckling.

“In general I guess.” Randy shrugged, leaning back against the edge of the hot tub.

“In the front entrance hall of my house.” Ric answered promptly.

“On Vince’s desk.” Hunter chuckled. “We only got dressed about five minutes before he walked in.”

Everyone laughed, knowing that the ‘we’ he was talking about was him and Stephanie.

“I think the weirdest place I’ve had sex was in the parking garage of this hotel I used to work at.” Batista confessed.

“What about you Randy?” Lita asked.

“In a tree house.”

“Seriously?” Hunter asked.

“Both my parents were home, and both her parents were at her place, and my car was in the shop. The tree house was the only available place.”

“What about you babe?” Hunter asked Lita.

“Strangely enough, a hot tub.” Lita answered, then laughed, “Just joking. Seriously... I have had sex in a House of Mirrors at a carnival once.”

“You won.” Ric shook his head.

“In a house of mirrors?” Randy asked.

“Don’t get any ideas.” She chuckled. “But it was a good idea at the time.”

“Okay, have you ever taped having sex?” Batista asked.

“No, it’s too private a thing.” Lita answered immediately, while Hunter shook his head as well.

“Never interested me.” Ric shook his head.

“Never?” Randy asked them.

“Let me guess, you have taped it.” Lita shook her head. “Did the person you were with know? Because otherwise that’s just perverted.”

Randy was silent for a moment, then Batista spoke. “I’ve never taped having sex either.”

They were all silent for several moments.

“Okay, your strangest sexual partner.” Lita said finally, breaking the silence.

“Strangest partner?” Hunter asked.

“Duh.” She answered.

“One chick wore my football helmet.” Batista answered first. “She refused to have sex unless she could wear it. The ironic part was that she was incredibly beautiful.”

The others laughed.

“There was one girl who begged to sleep with me, but I think she was scared too.” Randy answered. “So we barely did anything.”

“That’s not strange.” Lita told him. “She was probably just shy.”

“What about you then?” Randy challenged her.

“Raven.” She answered promptly. “We dated for about three months a couple of years ago while Matt and I were broken up. He was nice, and not like Matt in any way at all, and we both knew I needed that. He would come out with these poetic thoughts while we were having sex, and he was into bondage.”

“Bondage?” Batista asked.

“He liked handcuffs, and whips and all sorts of kinky shit.” She chuckled.

“And you’re into that?” Hunter looked a little surprised.

“Some of it’s okay. Whips I didn’t like, but handcuffs are always fun, it depends who’s in control though. Sex dice are a whole lot better.”

“Sex dice?” Ric looked interested.

“They’re like number dice, but on the sides they have instructions instead of numbers. I can’t believe you guys don’t know about this kind of stuff.”

“I know a little bit about it.” Hunter told her. “But I would never have pictured you being into it.”

“I’m not really.” She answered, reaching up to kiss his jaw. “But he was into it, so I went along with it.”

“The strangest sexual partner I ever had was this woman who from the beginning to the end of sex, sounded like someone was trying to murder her.” Ric answered the original question.

“Then I suppose mine was actually the girl I grew up next door to.” Hunter chuckled. “From when we were about sixteen we had casual sex, you know just whenever we needed the release. We never talked about it, and I could never understand why other girls got all clingy after sex.”

“Psst!” Lita said in a stage whisper, “That’s called ‘friends with benefits.’”

“Most embarassing thing to happen during sex.” Hunter chuckled.

“My dad walked in.” Randy blushed.

“I planned this really romantic night for my girlfriend, you know, dinner, candles, rose petals, everything. We were making out and, she pulled away and told me that she wanted to see other people.” Batista answered.

“That’s almost better than mine.” Ric chuckled. “About five years ago I did that sort of thing for mine and Cheryl’s wedding anniversary, and while we getting undressed, we knocked over one of the candles, which ignited our bedroom curtains and almost set fire to our bedroom.”

“I got my girlfriend all ready to go, and then the phone rang about a surprise I’d organised for her.” Hunter began. “So because I didn’t want her to hear, I took the phone outside, and got locked out, in my boxers. The neighbors called the cops.”

Lita managed to choke back laughter.

“And what’s yours?” Hunter asked, nuzzling her neck.

“Most embarassing thing to happen during sex?” She repeated. “I guess it would be when my boyfriend and I were just screwing around, foreplay and all that, and he decided that he was going to play with my belly button ring with his mouth. We got stuck when one of the dangly parts on my belly ring got caught in the dental work he’d had done recently. So he tried to get up, and I started screaming because it hurt so much, I mean it feels like your insides are being ripped out, and he started screaming because he was stuck. Luckily for us we were at my mom’s place, and my brother was downstairs. He heard us screaming, and after a while he came up and uh, unstuck us. He had to cut my belly ring with wirecutters. And I was so embarrassed because I was only wearing my underwear at the time.”

“I thought you’d only had your belly done since last Christmas.” Randy said to her.

“I was about twenty-three when that happened. I’ve had my belly done twice, because the first time I let it close up. My doctor told me to let it close or I’d get really sick.”

“Poor baby.” Hunter told her, kissing her shoulder, then moved one of his hands to play with her belly ring.

“I can’t believe we get a whole week off.” Randy sighed.

Hunter and Lita both sat up. “We get what?”

“You didn’t hear?” Ric said to them. “Vince told Eric to give us a week off.”

“Score.” Lita turned to lock her legs around Hunter’s waist. “What do you want to do for a week?”

“I could think of one or two things.” He trailed the fingers of one hand suggestively down her chest.

“And I can think of one or two more.’ She answered, openly flirting with him.

“Uh guys, if you’re going to keep doing that, we’re leaving.” Batista interrupted.

“What about the beach?” Randy suggested. “We could get a house, and just hang out in the sun for a week.”

“Or the snow.” Lita said, shaking her head. “Maga, that’s my grandmother, was telling me that she’s got a chalet in Aspen, she bought it as an investment with someone else, but the best part is that there’s no one there at the moment.”

“Skiing?” Ric asked.

“Come on, skiing, tobogganing, snow boarding, ice skating, snowball fights, snow angels, open fires, hot chocolate with marshmallows.” Lita sighed. “It’ll be fun.”

“What if I can’t ski?” Batista asked.

“Then I’ll teach you. It’s easy. Come on, it’ll be fun.”

“I like snow.” Hunter said, siding with Lita, “But if you guys didn’t want to come you could always head to the beach.”

“Not that we’re trying to get rid of you.” Lita interrupted.

“Love the snow.” Randy confirmed.

“Skiing it is then.” Ric nodded.

“Have I told you how much I love you?” Hunter asked Lita as she curled up against his chest.

“You could show me.” She answered.

“Oh I’ll show you alright.” He told her.

“What are you going to do about it?”

“I could think of a thing or two.”

“Quit all the flirting, okay?” Randy interrupted them. “It’s getting scary.”
“I’m going to head back upstairs anyway.” Lita told them. “If I stay in here much longer I’m going to fall asleep.” Carefully she pulled out of Hunter’s arms and stepped out of the hot tub, adjusting her top at the same time.

Hunter moved to get up too, but Lita put one hand on his shoulder. “Stay and hang out for a bit. I’m going to take a shower, call Maga about the chalet, and then head over to see Trish and Stacy, but I’ll be back at about...” She paused to grab Randy’s wrist and check the time on his watch. “Nine, but don’t stress if I’m not. When I get back the rest of the night is ours.” Lita promised, then moved to walk away but Hunter stopped her, and pulled her close for a kiss.

“Love you.”

“Te amo tambien.” She answered, a warmth in her voice that the others hadn’t heard before.

“What did she just say?” Hunter asked. “I never understand when she speaks in Spanish.”

“She said ‘I love you too.’” Batista translated.

“That’s kind of cute.” Randy shook his head.

“She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” Hunter said to them, not really expecting an answer.

“Too good for you.” Batista teased.

“Believe me sometimes I wonder what she’s doing with someone like me.” Hunter confessed.

“She’s a good woman, a keeper.” Ric nodded. “Don’t do anything to piss her off.”

“I think it’d have to be pretty bad to make her leave me.” Hunter answered. “She’s proved that she’s the loyal type.”