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I can’t help but laugh.

‘Only if you promise not to let me go,’ I reply.

‘Never,’ he says, and before I can say anything else, he pulls me into his arms and kisses me.

It’s all so perfect, and yet…

‘But what about Si?’ I ask, pulling away.

‘We had a long chat,’ Adam tells me. ‘He understands how we feel about each other, and he knows he has some issues, but I think he knows that it’s time he moved on. He even said it was time he forgave Rory, so I think you and I might need to get a bit of a Parent Trap thing going there.’

I laugh.

‘There is no one I would rather Parent Trap my brother with,’ I say with a playful sigh.

‘Okay, so, I’m working right now,’ Adam reminds me playfully. ‘But we’ll talk later, yeah?’

I nod my head before grabbing him and kissing him again. As grand gestures go, that was better than I could have ever imagined.

I can’t help the stupid grin on my face as I stroll back through the backstage area – that is until I find myself face to face with Si.

‘Hi,’ I say cautiously.

‘Hello,’ he replies.

An awkward silence follows for a few seconds.

‘Well, I can’t compete with that,’ Si jokes, and I laugh.

‘I’m sorry about the way things worked out,’ I tell him honestly.

‘Me too,’ he replies. ‘But, for what it’s worth, I do think Adam really likes you. I’ve never seen him act this way with a girl – sorry, a woman.’

I grab him and give him a hug.

‘Thanks for being there for me when I needed someone,’ I tell him. ‘You’re a great friend.’

‘You are too,’ he replies. ‘I promise you, you’ll get no trouble from me, and if you want to move back in, well, that’s absolutely fine.’

‘You know what, I think I’m going to stay at home for a bit,’ I reply with a smile. ‘I’m getting used to them again now. But thanks.’

‘Okay, well, see you later,’ he says.

Oh, I am so going to get him and Rory back together, so to speak. It’s the least I can do.

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‘Come on,’ Adam says as he drags me through the backstage area. It is very late and, apart from a few members of festival staff, everyone has gone home for the night.

The air still smells faintly of smoke and fried onions, and every now and then someone in a hi-vis jacket wanders past carrying a coil of cable or a bin bag full of rubbish.

Tonight was definitely a success. The show was fantastic – more so for me than anyone else, I’ll bet – and the firework display was epic. I really hope we get to do it again next year.

‘Where are we going?’ I ask.

‘To have make-up sex in our tree,’ Adam informs me.

I stop dead.