Misconceptions [Shawn Michaels]

Chapter 58

Jealousy Has It's Perks [Part One]
(Edited)

*Sisilia's POV*

"Am I interrupting something here?" A voice spoke from the kitchen's entrance causing Jeff and I to break apart from our hug and turn our attention to the stranger.

"What in the hell happened to you?!" I asked bewildered staring at the sight in front of me. "I leave you for ten minutes and you're already naked."

Jeff stifled a laugh while Shawn just rolled his eyes childishly.

"Can we go now?" Shawn sassed like a little school girl with his hands on his hips.

I shook my head defiantly crossing my arms over my chest. "Not until you tell me why you're stripped down to your boxers."

"I..." Shawn began hesitantly as he brought one hand up rubbing the back of his neck. "I got caught up in a game of strip poker and I lost. There I said it. Can we leave now?"

This time I was the one joining Jeff by stifling my laughter. "Where are your clothes?"

Oh, this is good.

"Didn't you just hear me, woman?!" Shawn snapped holding his hands out dramatically.

Too good.

"You lost your clothes?" I asked feigning confusion as I tilted my head.

"Yes!" Shawn huffs out. "Those animals out there took my clothes and all my money."

This time the laughter was too much to handle so both Jeff and I ended up bursting out into loud cackles.

"Damn Jeff, you've got some savages out there," I said not-so-secretly to Jeff through my giggles.

"They probably just did that to put his cocky ass in place," Jeff replied copying my tone. "Most likely it was Matt."

"True," I nodded my head in agreement. "I can see that happening."

"I'm right here!" Shawn then yelled tapping his bare foot on the tiled floor impatiently.

"Okay, okay. Let's go," I ceased my laughter turning to Jeff. "I'll see you at RAW next week. Call me if you need me."

"Sure thing," Jeff smiled warmly putting his arms around my waist and pulling me in to a big comfy hug, which I gladly returned since I missed them so much. "Bye, Sisi."

*
"I can't believe you gambled out all of your money and lost your clothes," I taunted Shawn for the hundredth time as we rode in his car going back to our hotel. "Atleast Jeff was kind enough to give you back your shirt."

"Are you and Jeff a thing?" Shawn suddenly asked out of no where catching me off guard.

"What?" I asked obviously taken back as I shifted in my seat to look at him.

"Are. You. And. Jeff. A. Thing?" Shawn repeated, breaking down his words as if I was a two year old child only just learning how to speak.

Not this again.

I shook my head with a tired sigh. "Ofcourse not. Shawn, you know this."

"Yeah, but seeing is believing and you two looked pretty comfy in that small kitchen," He argues sending a quick glance my way.

What. The. Fuck?

I gasped silently, not believing my ears as I wiped a hand over my face in a facepalm. "I can't believe the words that are coming out of your mouth right now."