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Jay awoke the next morning actually feeling pretty good about himself.
He couldn't help the smile that came and wouldn't leave. The evening he'd spent with Amy the previous night had been great. It certainly had been awhile since they'd hung out solo. Even thoughts of how Adam had interjected himself into their... Well, he couldn't really call it a 'date' - time together - couldn't dampen his mood. The tall blond man had disappeared and hadn't approached them again after that.
Jay sang happily in the shower as he envisioned another night like that occurring again. And who knew, maybe Amy *would* go on an actual *date* with him. She wasn't technically Adam's girlfriend, after all. He only wondered if the redhead would feel strange about seeing two best friends.
'Best friends...' The blond man smirked as those two words reverberated in his head. He was finding it pretty difficult to call Adam a *friend*, let alone *best* friend lately. The taller Canadian sure was acting like an ass lately. He was so arrogant, so full of himself, and frankly, Jay was getting sick of it. He thought he might just have to have a talk with Adam pretty soon.
As it was, nothing could bring him down for the time being. He was still humming a tune as he got out of the shower. Quickly, he dried off, dressed, brushed his hair and shaved.
He was looking forward to a nice, big hearty breakfast down in the hotel cafe. Maybe he'd run into Chris and Trish, or even Amy. That would be nice.
Finally done with his morning bathroom ritual, the short-haired blond returned to the main room and snatched up his room keycard before shoving his feet into his shoes. Once he was done, he trotted to the door and let himself out into the hall...
... And he froze.
Jay's mouth went completely dry, and it felt as though his whole world collapsed. Lord knew, his happiness was definitely now gone.
Just as he'd stepped out, Adam's hotel room door had opened, and his best friend was in the doorway - and Amy, clad in the exact same clothes she'd worn the night before - was in his arms as they exchanged a very passionate kiss.
'Oh, my God... oh, my God...' he thought. He thought he was going to be sick. The fact that the redhead was in the same thing she'd worn last night could only mean one thing - they'd *slept* together.
"Jay!" Adam's voice suddenly boomed out, and he clenched his jaw as he forced himself to look at the other man and the woman with whom he'd been growing to care more and more about. "Good morning, my friend. And isn't it such a *beautiful* morning, at that?" A bright and full, toothy grin spread across that ruggedly handsome face... And Jay couldn't help but wish he could just punch it right off.
He shifted his gaze over to Amy, a somewhat sheepish expression on the woman's face. She bit her lip as their eyes met, and looked away quickly, and Adam grabbed onto her hand - possessively, it seemed to Jay.
"Amy and I were just on our way down for breakfast," the tall blond man announced, the huge grin still adorning his face. "You're welcome to join us if you like."
Jay was silent for a moment, and the redhead still hadn't spoken. The tension in the air seemed thick enough to slice through - at least for the two of *them*. Finally, the short-haired man found his voice.
"If it's all the same," he began, suddenly not all that hungry, "I think I'll pass... Thanks, err... for the invite, though."
Adam grinned again, his arrogance crystal-clear. It was as though he were saying, 'I win!' Jay felt as though he'd been kicked in the balls. He turned back around and headed into his hotel room.
Amy gazed at the closed door, her heart doing flipflops in her chest. She simply stared, transfixed, until the tall blond man gently tugged on her hand that he was still holding.
"Come on, Ames... I'm starving." A sly half-grin came to his face. "All that amazing sex really stirred up my appetite." He raised his eyebrows mischievously as the redhead met his gaze, then blushed. A tiny smile quirked at her lips.
Neither of them noticed the pair of eyes that glared at Adam from a little distance
down the hall.