Undertaker Fanfic

Ch. 2

It was morning, and I was really tired. That night with Mark was a bliss. I saw his arms around me, and I could hear him gently snoring. I smiled to myself before I felt him stir. I soon saw his gorgeous green eyes open.
"What time is it," he asked as he yawned.
"Good morning to you, too, Mr. Grouchy-Ass," I giggled as I got up, but I felt him pull me back, landing on his chest.
"First of all, I'm not a grouchy ass, and second, I just asked what the time was. There's no need to get all jumpy," he smirked as he pulled a piece of hair behind my ear.
"I'm gonna take a bath. Wanna join me, Mark," I asked. He nodded as we walked into the bathroom hand in hand.
He adjusted the bath, and he asked me how that felt. I touched the water, and said it felt wonderful.
He entered first after he took his clothes off. I took off my clothes, and I went in. I leaned against his chest, and I felt safe and cared for.
"Baby, you get me turned on," he said as I started to kiss his neck. He moaned as he moved his head further, but the phone started to ring. I groaned and started to get out, but Mark held onto me.
"Let it ring," he said as I shook my head no. I ran to the phone, and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Kendra, how's it going?"
"Fine, Vince, what do you need?"
"Woah, don't get all mad and start yelling at me. I didn't do anything wrong. Anyways, we have an emergency meeting."
I saw Mark leaning against the door way with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Okay, what do you want me to do about it? Does it involve me and Mark?"
"It involves everyone, including you and Undertaker. It's at 2:00 today, don't miss it," he said before he hung up.
"Who was it, babe," Mark asked with concern.
"It was Vince. We have an emergency meeting to attend at 2:00 today," I said.
"Fuck the damn meeting, it's our day off, remember? Don't let Vince fill your head with shit. I don't care about them emergency meetings, and you shouldn't either," Mark said as he got dressed in jeans and a white muscle shirt.
"I'm gonna go to it. You can do whatever you want as long as I can take us to dinner, my treat," I said before he turned around with an 'are you kidding me' look.
"Are you serious? You want to pay the way in for dinner tonight? No, that's my job, sorry, Kendra," he replied as he laced up his tan army boots.
"Please, Mark, I want to do it," I begged. I made a puppy dog face, and I got my way. I changed into a purple sweater, jeans, and black heels.
We took his motorcycle, and we arrived at the arena. We walked to the meeting room, and we met Kane (Glenn Jacobs) there.
"What crap is it about this time, Kane," asked Mark.
"I think it's something about a WCW invasion, and they said that they're targeting people, and it could be anyone so we have to watch our asses," he explained as I closed my eyes. What a meeting this was gonna be.