Secret Rose

Summary: Lilian tries to let John know that she is not so innocent

Rating: R

Disclaimer: Everything WWE-ish belongs to Vince McMahon. I own only the idea.

Feedback: Is much appreciated

Author’s note: For Carolyn

She was tired of everyone treating her like she was the good girl who never did anything wrong. The impression was she never went out, never had any kind of fun and was the sweetest of sweet. He was using kid’s gloves with her. It had been three months and the closest his lips had been to hers was on her cheek. She was plotting how to tell him she wanted just a little bit more. She knew she had to be the one that pulled him across that line. She had thought about it all. She liked that he was a gentleman to her. But she was not the fragile woman he was making her out to be. She wondered what he would think if he knew why she blushed when certain superstars were around.

She never claimed to be made of china and yet he held her like she was made of glass. She had a past that made that illusion dissipate. She tried to explain past loves but she would not hear of it. His nickname for her was “angel” so he was going to keep her on that pedestal. Trish teased her that she was wrapped in cotton wool. Lilian shook her head… she was not an innocent girl. She walked into his house and smiled as she noticed him playing X-box. This was the moment she had waited for and she was going to get what she wanted.

John looked at her and smiled. She was trying to be sexy. He took in her outfit as she hung up her coat. She was wearing her short red dress. He smiled as he noticed the boots he had got her. He thought that she wasn’t trying to be she was sexy as hell. She glanced at him as she walked to the couch. He got up and went to the kitchen. Lilian sighed and got her thoughts together. She did not want to come off whorish but she needed him to know he did not have to hold back.

He walked back in with a couple of beers. Lilian smiled as said simply… “You know I have this tattoo of a rose that I want to show you.” John smiled as he noticed her stand up. His eyes widen as she began to pull up her dress. John reached and pulled her on to his lap. “I am not some sweet little angel that you need to protect. You can kiss me and touch me. I am not going to break. If you try things with me, I am not going to disappear. I am not as shy as I appear to be. You can take off these kid gloves you use with me. I want to feel you touching me!” Lilian said as she leaned in to kiss him. John took a breath and smiled. “What do I have to do to see this rose…”

Ooh-ooh baby

Hey, oh-whoa, baby

I'm not such an innocent girl

First impressions can be wrong

So let me clear what's going on

Baby I’m not who you think I am

I need to feel some lips on mine

So pulling you across the line

You think I’m the fragile one

One slip, the damage done

I'm not made of china

I'm not made of glass

Would it shatter your illusions if this angel had a past?

If you touch me I won't break

Don't think of me that way

I'm not such an innocent girl

Don't wrap me up in cotton wool (come on)

Upon a pedestal (oh whoa)

I'm not such an innocent girl

(I’m not such an innocent)

I've got a secret rose tattoo

I'm dying just to show you

I'm not as shy as you think I am, oh baby

It's time to take off those kid gloves

T.k.o me fall in love

Don't be scared you'll break my heart

Not gonna fall apart

I'm not made of china (ooh)

I'm not made of glass

Would it shatter your illusions if this angel had a past?

If you touch me I won't break (oh-oh)

Don't think of me that way

I'm not such an innocent girl (innocent girl)

Don't wrap me up in cotton wool (don't wrap me up, in cotton wool)

Upon a pedestal

I'm not such an innocent girl

(I’m not such an innocent, girl)

If you touch

If you touch me I

If you touch me I won't break

If you touch

If you touch me I

If you touch me I won't

If you touch me I won't break (oh-oh, oh whoa, whoa-yeah)

Don't think of me that way

I'm not such an innocent girl (innocent girl)

Don't wrap me up in cotton wool (come on, woo!)

Upon a pedestal

I'm not such an innocent girl (I’m dying just to show you)

If you touch me I won't break (I won't break)

Don't think of me that way

Not such an innocent girl

Don't wrap me (no-oh-whoa)

I'm not such an innocent girl

If you touch me I won't break (I won't break)

Don't think of me that way

I'm not such an innocent girl

Don't wrap me up in cotton wool (don't wrap me up, in cotton wool)

Upon a pedestal (upon a pedestal)

I'm not such an innocent girl

If you touch me I won't break

(if you touch, no I won't fall apart)

Don't think of me that way

(no you won't break my heart)

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