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This guy was meant for me
And I was meant for him
This guy was dreamt for me
And I was dreamt for him

This guy has danced for me
And I have danced for him
This guy has cried for me
And I have cried for him

Many miles, many roads I have traveled
Fallen down on the way
Many hearts, many years have unraveled
Leading up to today...

This guy has prayed for me
And I have prayed for him
This guy was made for me
And I was made for him

Many miles, many roads I have traveled
Fallen down on the way
Many hearts, many years have unraveled
Leading up to today...

I have no regrets
There's nothing to forget
All the pain was worth it
Not running from the past
I try to do what's best
I know that I deserve it...

Amy couldn't help feeling the nearly overwhelming urge to cry as she showered. All of the events of that evening were rushing through her mind, threatening to break her down. She felt so responsible for what had happened to Adam - and Rey.

Damn that Matt Hardy to hell! She couldn't even so much as remember what she'd ever seen in him - the guy was such an ass... And given the fact that his current squeeze was Torrie Wilson, it was hard to believe she'd ever been of any interest to him. She was nowhere near the painted, plastic bimbo type of the platinum blonde's caliber. She supposed it never should have surprised her that things would turn out the way they had. Matt had always said that his type was blondes, and he'd never made a secret of that.

Amy had just finished rinsing her hair when she heard the click of the bathroom door. Just a second later, another click followed, telling her it had been shut.

"Hello?"

When there was no immediate response, the redhead pushed back a corner of the shower curtain to peer out. Her gaze penetrated the steamy room, and her eyes widened in surprise as they came to rest on him...

Adam was standing a few feet from the shower, appearing reluctant. The redhead's gaze traveled over him long and slowly, her hazel eyes widening slightly as she took in the sight of his graceful, chiseled body...

...It was the first time she was seeing him completely naked...

Without a word spoken between them, the blond man made up his mind. In an instant, he stepped into the shower with Amy, the diva's face registering further surprise as her mouth fell open.

Instantly drenched by the hot spray of water, Adam wrapped his arms around the wet redhead, his lips hungrily seeking hers. As he pressed her back up against the cool, moist tiles of the bathroom wall, she kissed him back fervently, a gasp escaping her as she felt the hardness of his erection pressing against her hip.

He lowered his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth, teasing it with his lips and tongue, causing her to let out a soft moan. God, how she'd been wanting him...

Amy cried out in surprise and pleasure as Adam suddenly readjusted her, lifting her up so her legs wrapped around his slim waist. Then, he slipped himself inside her, and she bit her lip, a wince nearly coming to her face at the ecstatic sensation as he pumped in and out of her. She burrowed her hands into his wet long blond hair and tried her best to match his movements with some of her own.

In moments, she let out a moan as she came, and desperately clung to him. He reached the brink almost immediately after, and as the pleasurable spasms began to subside, he kissed her lips and hair softly.

"I love you, Amy..." His voice sounded husky in her ear.

"I love you, Adam..."