Amy stumbles along under his arm, and it reminds me so strongly of the first time I met Aiden, that girl… what was her name? Brittany? It makes me literally sick to my stomach.
Amy's laughing and patting his chest, and generally looking like she's about to fall off her own feet. Then, as they reach the car in the driveway, he props her up against it while he hunts for his keys. His lips are moving, though we can't hear the words. But Amy…
Amy, sprawled against the car, grabs him by the shirt and pulls him into her, kissing him long and deep. And he doesn't push her away. He grips her neck and her waist, and falls into the kiss. And when he pulls back, he stares at her… the way he used to stare at me.
I feel sick.
