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After spending a good, solid two hours with Amy, Jay returned to his hotel room and shook his head. He couldn't help but wonder how he'd done it.
The redhead had sorrowfully explained what had occurred earlier that night - how she'd gotten to be so stressed out over first Trish complaining to her about Adam's attitude. And then, later, even more upsetting to her, Lilian Garcia had just come out and told Amy about Adam and Dawn Marie... But the fiery redhead obviously didn't believe it, at least by her insistence. He'd held his tongue when she'd told him about that - hell, he'd literally had to *bite* it to keep from confirming that Lilian had been the truth. He knew it would break her heart if he'd said that. At the same time, Jay couldn't help but wonder. He really wondered if, deep down, Amy really knew that what Lilian had told her about Dawn Marie was true.
But he couldn't be sure. He thought about his one-time best friend, how the redhead had explained that he'd fallen asleep in front of the TV back in their hotel room. What an asshole. He couldn't understand how the tall blond man could risk screwing up his newfound relationship with Amy. She was the most adorable and amazing woman in the world. If only Adam hadn't butted in when he'd made his return. Jay had been preparing to ask her out, and to have a serious talk with her about how he really felt. But Adam had to go and ruin his chances, just like he had back when they were in college. He shook his head again as he thought about it.
He entered the hotel room bathroom, washing his face and catching his reflection in the mirror. To his own vast surprise, his eyes looked slightly haunted. He knew the reason behind that, however, and mentally acknowledged it was because he needed to confirm what Lilian had said to Amy. The redhead didn't believe the truth, but she deserved to know it indeed *was* the truth. He only hoped he would have the guts to tell her, because he doubted he would. But how could he? He would no doubt break her heart in the process.
'Wait a minute,' he told himself. *He* wouldn't be the one breaking the redhead's heart - no... That would be Adam's honor, and Adam's honor alone. After all, *he* was the one who fucked up. He only hoped his 'best friend' wouldn't try to start any shit with him if any names were mentioned.
Soon after, Jay returned to the main portion of his hotel room. Thoughts of Amy were still with him as he climbed into bed and got comfortable. He fell asleep feeling concerned about the redhead.
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Amy emerged from the bathroom and made her way to the bed, her gaze trained on Adam. Although she could plainly see that he'd awoken sometime during the night to turn off the television, strip off his clothing and get under the blanket, he was once again asleep. She smiled slightly as she slipped into the bed beside him. He must have had one hell of a night himself to be so out like a light.
She was under the blanket and comfortable, her eyes closed for only mere moments before she felt his arms encircling her.
"Where were you?" he asked in a soft, husky voice.
"Just out for-" Before she could finish, his hot lips were pressed to hers in a demanding, passionate
kiss. She let out a muffled sigh and gave up as she felt his tongue penetrate her mouth.