The Aftermath.

That night Amy's doorbell rang again, she sighed and opened to it not really surprised to see Jonah standing there yet again.

"Before you say anything," He held his hands up defensively, "I'm totally sober!" He grinned.

"Ah,.. okay.." Amy looked down at her shoes. After their conversation earlier at work had been interrupted, they hadn't talked since. She was nervous and maybe a little happy to see him, but really unsure of where this was gonna go.

"Can I.. can I come in?" Jonah wiped his hands nervously on his pants as he talked.

"...yeah," Amy moved to let him in. "I don't know, do you want some water,.. Or something?"

"No,.." Jonah shook his head while glancing nervously around, '"I, um, just want to talk. I know you don't like to talk but… I just-"

"Jonah," Amy suddenly interrupted, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I never spoke to you about how I felt, but by the time I figured it out you were with Kelly and… I mean, Adam and I, we NEVER talked...about our feelings… and well, obviously that went well… but … I'm just not use to it. And now, well, I just don't know what to say… But, I'm sorry if I made you feel like kissing you didn't mean anything… I guess maybe it did.."

Jonah raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, "You guess… maybe? ...It did?"

"Well, yeah… sure. Yes." She nodded, "Fine. Are you happy?"

"A… little," He smiled nervously at her, "I'm also sorry, sorry for showing up drunk and crashing your date and kissing you in front of your date… that was,.. Not really how I wanted all that to go…"

Amy chuckled, "Yeah THAT,.. Was.. something. Alex was pissed." Amy laughed a little harder, "I don't think I'll be seeing him again.."

"I'm sorry" Jonah quietly responded.

"Nah,.. it's fine."

They stood there awkwardly in silence for a minute, just looking around only slightly making eye contact.

"How's Kelly?" Amy finally spoke.

"Oh," Jonah looked surprised to hear her name, but then continued sheepishly, "Yeeeah,.. She's pissed too. There was lots of yelling. I guess… I guess it's pretty upsetting to realize that your boyfriend has feelings for someone else.."

"Yeeah," Amy chuckled again, "probably not the best call,...insisting on a double date with someone you…" Amy hesitated, saying it outloud seemed like too much.

"..With someone that I like more than my girlfriend…" Jonah finished for her, he smiled shyly and looked at his shoes, "Yep. Nope. It was a big mistake. I've… I've made a lot of mistakes."

"Yeah you have.." Laughed Amy, "probably starting with dropping out of business school-"

"No" Jonah interrupted and looked more seriously at her, "No, that.. That wasn't a mistake. If I hadn't done that.. I never would have met you." He looked at her and caught her eyes. "Anything that led me to you, could never be a mistake." His voice was quiet but steady.

Amy's breath caught in her throat. Jonah had flirted with her before, he'd smiled and given her looks before, but never had he talked quite like this before. Or looked at her quite this intensely.

"Jonah, do you want to know how I feel?" Amy found her breath but her voice was quiet.

"Yes." Jonah said with a begging excitement, he clasped his hands together in a praying position and looked up at the ceiling, "Oh my god, Yes. Please."

She chuckled at his reaction and cleared her throat. "The last guy I had a crush on got me pregnant and then became my husband for 15 years. It never dawned on me that I would ever have another crush. So,.. I was a little slow to pick up on my own feelings. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't remember really even how to...date. Nevermind date as an adult. I,.. I don't want to mess up… anything. Regardless of how it may seem, I do really value our friendship… what if.. What if I like you, but I mess it up.. And then I lose a friend?"

"If anyone is going to mess this up, it's me" Jonah quickly interjected with a nervous grin.

"Well, yeah, probably,.." Amy laughed meekly. "I, um,... I do like you. Jonah. I like you quite a bit.. I'm just… I'm nervous."

Jonah grinned and started blushing, he looked like he didn't know where to put his arms or even how to stand anymore. "Well,.. I'm… uh.. I'm nervous too.. That's okay." He took a step towards her, "But, uh, you like me?" He beamed.

"Yes.." Amy sighed "Do you want it in writing or something…? Yes Jonah, I like you. What is this, sixth grade?"

"No, this is great!" Jonah raise his hands excitedly, "See? We are communicating!"

"I'm going to regret this, aren't I?" Amy looked at him suspiciously, "You are gonna make me talk in 'I statements' next, aren't you?"

"I mean.." Jonah looked thoughtful, "it couldn't hurt…"

Amy playfully jabbed him in the arm, but Jonah turned and grabbed her hand gently instead. He slowly pulled her closer. "Here's one: When you smile at me, I feel like...kissing you."

"Huh," Amy tilted her head and grinned, "Well, if you kiss me, I'll kiss you back.."

"No, see, Amy that's not an 'I statement'.. You have to start with-"

"Just kiss me you idiot!" Amy interrupted.

And so he did, finally. He wrapped his arms around her and their lips adjusted to each other, finding a gentle sweet rhythm. She moved her hands to his neck and played gently with the hair near his nape, while he ran his fingers down her spine. They smiled into the kiss and then parted slowly.

"Hey," Amy whispered, "Maybe the double date was a good idea after all."

"The best idea I've ever had," Jonah grinned and moved into kiss her again.

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