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Amanda screamed and slammed on her brakes. She shifted back into park and got out of the car. Adam was hunched over the trunk, his upper body lying on the car, his legs behind the bumper.

“Oh, my God, Adam, are you okay?”

Adam groaned then slid down the back of the car until his body was laid out on the ground.

“Somebody help me! He’s hurt!” Amanda screamed into the darkness as she rushed to his side.

“Amanda,” Adam groaned.

Amanda cupped his face in her hands and lifted his head into her lap. Her night long forgotten at the sight of Adam hurt. Her eyes scanned his body and sighed when she didn’t notice anything immediately wrong. Then again, Amanda knew not all injuries were visible right away. He could have a concussion, internal bleeding, a ruptured spleen, anything.

“I’m right here Adam,” she sobbed, tears filling her eyes and spilling over onto his cheeks. Amanda quickly brushed her fallen tears from Adam’s face and scooted closer, wondering if she should be moving his head at all.

“Please don’t leave,” Adam said in a rough whisper. “I don’t want you to leave.”

“I’m not going anywhere. I just need to get you to the hospital. I’m so sorry I hit you.”

“No hospital. Just you. I need you to know I wanted to fight for you. Every day of my life I’ve regretted not staying here and making things work with you. And I will fight every day for you, to prove to you that you’re worth it.”

More tears poured from her eyes. “Adam, you don’t have to say those things. You’re hurt, I know you don’t really know what you’re saying.”

“Actually,” Adam said, immediately sounding like himself, “I’m perfectly fine. You didn’t even really hit me.”

“What?!?” Amanda screamed, jumping out from underneath him. “You’re joking, right? I heard the thump when I hit you!”

Adam shrugged. “Well, I sort of hit the bumper with my hand so you’d stop. I couldn’t have you leave thinking I didn’t want you. Jesus, I’ve been hard since I laid eyes on you.”

Amanda flushed at his admission, her eyes trailing to his crotch and a prominent display of his affection. Adam inched closer, drawing Amanda’s attention from his crotch to the steamy look in his eyes. Every last inch of her tingled in anticipation of what that look meant, and what he was going to do about it.

“Amanda, I’ve loved you every day since I met you. I’ve wanted you every second. I’ve never known anyone who made me feel half what you made me feel. You stepped behind my car tonight was not a mistake. It wasn’t an accident. It was fate telling us that we need to try again. That whatever upset you earlier was just a way for us to be together. And I’m not going to let anyone, and anything, stop that from happening. If I have to fight for you every day, I will fight, but I promise you I won’t stop fighting until you realize that you are it for me.”

Amanda’s head started to spin, making her forget that she was still in the parking lot. She heard the voices just before Becca and Brian came into view. Her twin’s long blonde hair trailed behind her like a beacon drawing the attention of every man who was in the vicinity.

Including Adam.

“Becca? Is that you?” he said, his attention drifting from Amanda to her twin.

“Adam? Oh, my God, how are you?” Becca dropped Brian’s hand and wrapped Adam in a hug, Amanda feeling awkward and out of place next to her beautiful twin. She pushed her own mousy brown hair behind her ear and waited for someone to notice her.

Adam stepped out of Becca’s grasp and reached out to Amanda, walking over to her when she didn’t reach back. “I’m good Becca. I was just catching up with Amanda here and trying to convince her to give me a second chance. Brian, good to see you,” Adam said, reaching his free hand to shake Brian’s. Brian shook his hand half-heartedly and gave Amanda a nod.

Unsure how to behave, Amanda just stood there, watching the three people she’d been closest to at different points in her life interact.

“I didn’t know you were back in town,” Becca crooned, sidling closer to Adam.

His fingers tightened around Amanda’s hip and drew her to him. “I haven’t been here long. I just got lucky running into Amanda tonight.”

“Here? Just now? Were you inside for dinner?” Becca asked Amanda, her attention shifting from Adam for the first time.

“Um, yeah,” Amanda said, uneasy that the conversation had shifted to her.

“Did you see us? You should have said hi,” Becca’s voice was dripping with victory and sarcasm. That bitch knew exactly what she was doing. And Amanda was done taking her shit.

“You two looked pretty cozy and I wasn’t up for a threesome tonight. Besides, running into Adam was much more fun than watching the two of you play tonsil hockey.”

“You’re just jealous,” Becca spat.

“No, sis, for the first time in my life I’m not jealous of you. I’m finally seeing you for the manipulative bitch you are. You convinced me to stay instead of follow Adam. You convinced me Brian and I were better off as friends. I see now you just wanted me out of the way so you could have your pick.”

“That’s not true,” Becca tried to defend herself. “You could have done anything you wanted. I’m not-“

“Actually, she’s right,” Brian interjected. “You told me she wasn’t interested in me. For years you’ve been telling me that. And then you get me drunk and convince me we should be together? If I have to be drunk to sleep with you I’m pretty sure it’s not a match made in heaven.”

“But… I… That’s not…”

“Can it Becca. We’re done. I never should have been with you in the first place. I wanted Amanda. What do you say? Can I take you out?” Brian said as he turned from one sister to the other.

“Oh, hold it, she’s going out with me,” Adam said, his hand pulling her closer. “She doesn’t want you.”

 

Who should Amanda choose?