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Dean had gone back to sleep by the time that Autumn heard the front door open and Jess calling her name from the bottom of the stairs. She quietly slid out of bed so as not to wake him and threw on a dressing gown before padding quickly down to the kitchen. Jess smiled at her as soon as she saw her friend, understanding what the situation was just from her demeanour.
"Superstar upstairs is he?" Jess asked with a knowing smile and pulled Autumn into a hug at her happy nod.
"How come you believed him and I didn't?" Autumn asked her blonde friend.
"I just had a feeling that he wouldn't cheat on you and then Roman explained everything while you and Dean were arguing in the club. So I slipped Roman your number for Dean because you two are just meant to be together," Jess replied.
"Thanks babe. Wow, so much has happened. Tea?" Autumn asked, putting the kettle on.
"Go on then, should be champagne really," Jess giggled.
Half an hour later Dean entered the kitchen looking sleepy, his hair all over the place, barefoot in jeans and a white trademark wife beater vest showing off his golden frame. "Hey," he said in greeting to Jess, kissing her on the cheek. "Thanks for everything."
"No worries. Autumn just told me that Scarlett got fired. Serves her bloody well right," she replied. "Would you like some tea?" she added.
"Er any coffee?" he ventured.
A short while later the front door opened and slammed and a voice could be heard in hallway saying to no one in particular, "What a fucking day that was, I tell you some of those clients are total mugs..." It was Becca arriving home from work, where she managed a gym. He words dried up when she entered the kitchen, seeing Autumn, Jess and Dean who was casually leaning against the fridge with a coffee in his hands.
Becca just pointed open mouthed at him and stared hard at Autumn, then at Jess, then back to Dean again. "Wha...why is he here?..." she started to say but Dean cut her off.
"People got the wrong end of the stick Streetfighter, but thanks to you and Jess, everything is fine now with me and Autumn," he drawled in that sexy voice of his.
Between the three of them they explained to Becca the whole story and they were all soon laughing at the events of the past couple of days, going over the fight and the misunderstandings.
"Well this calls for a proper drink," cried Becca, taking a bottle of wine out of the fridge and handing Dean a beer.
"Seth wants your number by the way," Dean told Becca.
"Huh, does he now..," she replied non-committedly and said no more.
"Here's to...misunderstandings and new friends!" toasted Jess when everyone's glass was full.
"Yeah, here's to pretty English girls," added Dean,
"Here's to sexy wrestlers," laughed Autumn, smiling as Dean winked at her.
"Amen to that," added Becca raising her glass.
"So when do you go back to the States?" Jess asked tentatively, putting the only remaining elephant in the room out of its misery.
"Oh, we are flying out on Friday," Dean replied confidently.
Autumn looked puzzled. "Um, who's we?" she ventured.
"You and me sugar of course," he told her, then he clapped his hand to his forehead as he saw the girls surprised faces. "Shit I forgot to tell you." He rummaged inside his black leather jacket which was slung over one of the kitchen chairs and pulled out an envelope which he handed to Autumn. "Open it," he told her with a mischievous look on his face.
Autumn carefully opened the brown envelope and read its contents out loud. At the front of a sheaf of papers was a handwritten note from Jenny.
"Dear Autumn,
I just wanted to say how sorry I am for the misunderstanding over Scarlett and for your treatment by the company recently. You are a very kind and talented girl who deserves happiness and success in life. To that end I have asked Dean to pass the enclosed offer letter of employment to you in the hope that you would consider joining the company on a permanent basis as a member of the creative team, based in the US.
Yours sincerely
Jenny"
"Oh Dean," Autumn cried, flinging her arms around him. "I can't believe it, this is amazing, I love you so much. I'm speechless, what do I say?"
"Just say yes baby, I love you and I'm not losing you again. No way. You really are all mine now," and he pulled her on to his lap and kissed her.
The end