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"I know what you're both going to say, but the truth is, I don't really care to hear it. I am stuck between my best friend and my fiance. I can't even begin to plan a wedding with all of this stress. Now I know that you both love me and only want what is best for me. So here it is; you are both going to stay in here for the duration of the day. That's about eight hours, in case you were wondering. In this time, I expect the two people who love me most to come to some kind of an agreement, or at the very least, a compromise. Find a way to put aside your petty hatred for the other person and realize that all of the snide comments and outright insults to each other only end up hurt me. If you can spend eight hours with each other and still find that you can't put my happiness ahead of your own distastes, then I guess there will be no wedding. It's pretty much in your hands. Chow!"

Manny's upbeat voice played a second time over Emma's cell phone voice mail, since she could hardly believe it the first time around. When she snapped her pink phone shut, she glanced over at her nemesis. Jay Hogart was closing his cell phone at exactly the same time. The sour look on his face told Emma that he had received the exact same message.

"You too?" Emma asked.

"Message from Manny?" he enquired with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh you mean Manny, my ex-best friend?"

Jay touched the side of his nose and pointed at Emma. He looked around the dark and dingy room. "How'd she get you down here?"

Emma blushed. "I'd rather not say. You?"

Jay's curiosity was piqued. "I was actually supposed to be meeting Manny here for a little... you know. But let's get back to you."

Again, a bright pink hue showed up on Emma's flawless cheeks, telling Jay that whatever it was, it was something Little Miss Perfect didn't want Jay to know. Whatever it was, it was juicy.

Jay walked to the door and, for the fiftieth time, tried to yank it open or off of its rusted hinges. As always, it didn't budge. He sighed loudly and looked back at Emma. She was, once again, trying to dial out. By the disappointed look on her face, Jay knew there was still no service.

"If Sean was still around I'd say it was him who lured you down here for some type of illicit dealings. But as memory serves me, Sean's not only 'being all he can be' in the army, but he also dumped you on his tour of duty. Did I miss anything?"

Emma sneered sideways at Jay. This was precisely the reason why she didn't want her obviously brain-damaged best friend to marry this jerk. Jay Hogart was a class A loser. Once a loser, always a loser.

"Okay, so Seannie's out. It can't be Peter because he's pretty much leashed to Darcy these days," he concluded, eyeing Emma intensely. "Are you getting a little something on the side without anyone knowing about it, Nelson?"

Emma rolled her eyes. She looked around, found an old wooden crate that looked fairly secure, if not a little dusty, and planted herself there. She willed herself to ignore Jay's dissection of the current situation and concentrated instead on her nails, which, she noticed, really needed a manicure.

And then it suddenly hit Jay like a ton of bricks! "Spinner Mason!" he shouted.

How Jay had reached this conclusion was beyond Emma, but her wide-eyed reaction gave it completely away. Jay's smirk broke out slowly, as if he were savouring every minute of Emma's embarrassment.

"Emma Nelson is getting a little action from Spinner Mason! I feel like I just found Jimmy Hoffa! That's how big this is, you know!" Jay exclaimed.

"It's not like that," Emma finally admitted.

"So you're not getting a little action?" he asked. Then, "A lot of action?"

Emma made a face at Jay and turned her back to him. She should have known better than to try to explain anything to Jay Hogart. He was an idiot and idiots are physically incapable of absorbing new ideas.

"You know eight hours is gonna feel like an eternity if you're going to ignore me the entire time," Jay reminded her. "Besides, I'm only having a little fun with you. I mean, not nearly as much fun as Spinner must be having, but..."

Emma spun around and, in her best pissed off voice, asked, "Do you ever shut up?"

Jay's eyes widened. "I talk when I'm bored," he answered in a small voice. "If you were more entertaining, I'd have less to say."

"Somehow I doubt that," she quipped. "Look, Manny told me that Spinner was waiting for me down here. We've sort of been stepping into something new."

"'Stepping into something new'? What the hell does that mean?"

Emma sighed heavily, her frustration becoming more evident by the sound of her voice. "We're not exactly dating, but we're more than friends. The whole thing with Sean sort of messed me up a bit. I'm not sure if I'm ready to hop into a relationship right now. Spinner's fun. He's not too serious, so I know he's not expecting something I'm not prepared to give. Can you understand that?"

Jay nodded his head. "Yeah, but are you bumping uglies?"

Emma bent her head back and yelled, "You are the most annoying person in the whole entire universe! You say things before thinking and yet you still manage to brainwash my friend into agreeing to marry you!"

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