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eight hours it had taken before the surgeon came out and gave his dad the good news. His mom had pulled through and she hadn’t been paralyzed from the neck down.
    His dad had, immediately, taken his sister and brother to see her in recovery, which had been the deal he’d made with them since Brian had gotten to see her before the surgery. Brian would never forget that he’d turned to Becca, who was smiling up at him with tears brimming in her eyes, pulled her into his arms, and held her while tears fell down his cheeks. To this day, he had no idea how long he’d stood in the waiting room of Harper’s Crossing Community Hospital holding his best friend, his lifeline, but if he closed his eyes, he could still feel her silky hair against his damp cheek. Still hear her soft words of encouragement as she whispered against his neck and rubbed her hands up and down his back.
    Mary cleared her throat as she slipped her red-rimmed glasses up on the top of her head and set the clipboard that held Brian’s information down on her lap. Her green eyes looked at him in an assessing stare. It might make some people uncomfortable to be seated in a small room with a bright, white light shining on you while a camera recorded your every move, and a complete stranger looked you up and down, her entire job being to judge you. But this part of auditioning had never bothered Brian. Luckily, he’d always been comfortable in his own skin.
    Although, right now, he really hoped that she was not proficient at mind reading.
    “So, Brian, do you believe in true love?” Mary’s tone revealed that she was skeptical about how he would respond.
    “I do,” Brian answered immediately. Even before he’d realized that he was in love with Becca, he believed in the power of love, the existence of soul mates. He’d always been a romantic at heart.
    “Have you ever been in love?” Mary asked skeptically.
    “Yes.” Becca’s face popped in Brian’s mind and he tried to push it out.
    “How long has your longest romantic relationship been?” Mary sounded intrigued, which, as far as his chances for getting cast were, was a good sign.
    “My last girlfriend, Skylar, and I were together a little over a year.”
    “And why did it end?”
    “I moved home to help out with my dad.”
    When he’d originally told Skylar that he’d be taking a semester off, she wanted to try the long-distance thing—which they had—but by Thanksgiving, it was over. Brian had broken things off when he’d begun forgetting to call her, and when she’d call, he would fight the temptation to ignore it. She’d been upset and even said that she’d come to Illinois so that they could talk about it face to face, but Brian had known that it was over.
    What he still didn’t know was if it was really just that he hadn’t cared as much for Skylar as he’d thought or if it was the Becca factor. He suspected it was the latter.
    “I see. Is that the only serious relationship you’ve had?” Mary searched his eyes.
    Brian wanted to say yes. It had been the longest—definitely the most serious—he’d ever been about one of his girlfriends. But he’d be lying if he said that it was the only serious relationship he’d had.
    “That was the longest.” Brian knew he was avoiding the question and it was basically semantics, but he couldn’t bring himself to say that it was his most serious.
    “And you haven’t dated since you and Skylar broke up?”
    “No.”
    “Do you believe that you could find love on a reality television show?”
    “I believe you don’t get to choose when you fall in love or who you fall in love with,” Brian answered honestly. “Anything is possible.”
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    Becca couldn’t believe how long it was taking. Brian had been back there for at least half an hour. Which was probably a good thing. For him. And that was what mattered—what was good for him .
    For her, well… Every time she thought about Brian competing on a dating show, she got a