Will had barely slept since the last day of school. It had been nearly a week. She hadn't called, texted, or emailed him since that day. His mind raced at night with thoughts of Emma...of their kiss, of his declaration of love, and of her confused face as he had placed his lips on hers. In the few hours of sleep he had gotten, he had dreams of her. He dreamt that she knocked on his door, told him she loved him, and jumped into his arms. Unfortunately, it was just that. A dream.

He laid in bed, eyes wide open. It was nearly midnight. The AC was broken, so he was sweaty, to say the least. It was pitch black and deadly silent other than the rain that began to drizzle down, and Will swore he heard a faint knock on the door. Figuring he wasn't going to sleep anyways, he got up out of bed and switched on the hall light. Will opened the front door, wanting to feel the cool air and rain.

"Emma? He found her sitting on the steps outside of his home.

"I'm sorry, Will. I shouldn't be here." She got up to leave, but ended up standing in the rain instead.

"Please, stay."

"I knocked. I wanted to see you. But when you didn't answer, I figured you were asleep, and I don't know, Will. I don't know why I'm here."

"You're soaking wet. Come here." He took her arm and led her inside the warm house, shutting the door behind them. "Wait here, okay? I'll get you a towel." She nodded and went to sit on the couch. She buried her face in her hands and didn't even hear Will come back into the room and wrap the towel around her. "Emma, why are you here?"

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I haven't called you since that day."

"It's okay. You needed some time and-"

"I've still been seeing Carl. In fact, I just got back from dinner with him."

"Oh..." Will didn't know quite how to respond.

"He's amazing. He's polite and gentle. He's handsome as could be with great hygiene-"

"Emma-"

"Please, Will, let me finish. He always holds open the door for me and pulls out my chair. He buys me gifts all the time. There's just one problem." Will's eyes perked up. "He's not you." She grabbed his hand. "He doesn't make my heart race when we're in the same room, and he doesn't make my knees weak like you do."

Will placed a hand on her knee. "Then why are you still with him?"

"You cheated on me, Will. I've been in love with you for 2 years. 2 years of watching you go home to your wife. You didn't even know I existed."

"That's not true, Em. I knew you had a crush on me, but I was married. What was I supposed to do?"

"I told you I was a virgin, and you ran off to hook up with Shelby and April!"

"Shelby was a mistake. But I didn't do anything with April. We didn't sleep together. I've only slept with one woman my entire life, Emma. I was faithful to Terri down to the last second of our marriage. And I do love you. I'm sorry that I hurt you, but you have to understand that those things will never happen again."

"I'm sorry, Will, but I'm not sure that I believe you." Emma got up and put some distance between herself and the man she loved.

"Fine, then let me prove it to you. Let's go on a date. No pressure, no expectations."

"I can't stop seeing Carl."

"You don't have to. Just tell him you have things to do for the next week. We'll go on a date every night for 7 nights. If you still don't trust me after that, I'll stop pursuing you. Deal?" He got up and extended his hand.

"Deal."