Amy woke up to the smell of pancakes flowing into her room, she knew that she must be dreaming because she lived by herself. No one else was home, her room mate, Trish, was at Jeff's and never made breakfast.

Amy looked over and noticed that Adam wasn't there. They had, had sex the night before, she knew his track record of what he did and how he treated the women that he had treated them after he 'got what he wanted' with them.

Amy felt so used, she knew that she was just another notch on his belt. She wanted to stay in bed and feel bad for herself for the rest of the day but the temptation of the pancakes was too much for her to handle, she threw back the blankets and began to walk towards the kitchen.

She looked in the kitchen and jumped on Adam's back, "I thought that you had left me in the night." She whispered.

"And why would I do that?" He asked.

"I don't know, I just thought..." She soon trailed off.

"I would never leave you, even if there was a gun pointed to my head." He smiled.

Amy kissed him and reached into the cabinet and pulled out two coffee mugs, "Do you want some coffee?" She asked.

"I've already had some." He smiled.

"Alright." She smiled, putting one of the mugs back and pouring coffee into the other.

"Amy?" He asked.

"Yea?" She replied.

"I love you." He smiled.

"You what?" She asked.

"I love you."

"Adam, you don't have to say that because we had sex." She said.

"I'm not. I really do love you."

"In that case, I love you too. I hope you know that you're not going to be able to get rid of me now." She smiled.

"I wouldn't want it any other way." He smiled.

Amy woke up and looked around the room, realizing that this was the house, the exact bed that she and Adam had been on the first night that they had ever had sex. This was the house that he told her he loved her in. This house meant a lot to her.

She walked down stairs and saw that Matt was the only one awake; he was sitting on the couch, looking out the window, doing nothing. Amy walked up to him from behind and began to rub his shoulders.

He let out a small moan and turned around, "I'm guessing that you like having your shoulders rubbed?" She asked.

"More than you know." He smiled.

Amy laughed and continued to rub his shoulders, "I was thinking about what you said s few months back." She said.

"What do you mean? I say a lot of things." He smiled.

"When you told me that you loved me." She said.

"Ok?" He asked.

"I think that I-" Before Amy could say anything; Jeff ran down the stairs and jumped on the couch next to Matt.

"Whatcha doin'?" He asked.

Matt shot his younger brother a death glare, "Anyone want some coffee?" Amy asked, walking towards the kitchen.

"I do." Maria said, walking down the stairs, her hair in a messy bun and a blonde haired three year old in her arms.

Everyone was awake and beginning to move around and getting ready for the day. Maria, Trish and Amy where all sitting outside, watching Brittany and Shane play in the pool and talking about the baby shower.

"He is really good with her." Amy smiled, looking at Brittany, who was on Shane's back, singing.

"Yea, he is. She had a bad dream in the night and came into our room and he picked her up and put her in the bed with us and he talked to her about her dream until she fell back asleep." Maria said.

Trish looked at Maria, "You two will be the first to marry out of all of us." She smiled.

"I almost told Matt that I love him." Amy blurted out.

Both of her friends looked at her with shock on their faces, "Almost?" Maria chocked out.

"Yea, Jeff walked in the room." Amy said, looking out into the distance.

"Jeff and I are going to go out tonight. You guys could just have the house to yourselves, well, except for Maria, Brittany, and Shane, but they seem to keep to themselves." Trish laughed.

"Actually, Shane and I are going to take Brittany to the beach and just chill, so, you two will have the house. Tell Matt then." Maria suggested.

"I love you guys!" She smiled.

Matt was sitting on the couch, he couldn't stop thinking about what Amy was trying to tell him when before Jeff walked in. Amy walked down the stairs and noticed that Matt was sitting on the couch alone. She walked over to the window and looked out, "Everyone is gone." Matt said.

"Oh." She said, walking over to where Matt was.

"Amy?" Matt asked, looking at the woman who was now straddling him.

"Yes, Matt?" Amy asked.

"What where you going to ask me earlier?" He asked,

"I wasn't going to ask you anything. I was going to tell you something, but it wasn't a question." She smiled.

"Ok? What where you going to tell me?" He asked.

"I was going to tell you that I love you." She said, biting on her lower lip.