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Taylor did as she wanted then, gently turned her to face him. "Thanks for being such a good sport Dea, I know you don't get into the outdoor thing too much." he smiled down at her. She sighed. "It's NOT that, Tay." she told him. "You know how my parents are. I just never have had the chance, so I always feel real self-conscious or like I'm holding everyone else back. I actually had fun, I just wish I could have made myself surf a little more. I liked it, but after I saw Emma take that fall that made both YOU and ZAC go check on her, I kind of got nervous that I might hurt myself. Emma's been crazy all her life, I think." she giggled. "Zac said she called herself an adrenalin junkie.." Taylor said. "I believe it." Dea laughed. "But I did have fun.." she turned her big gray-blue eyes up to him. "Me too.." he told her and leaned down to kiss her cheek. "You think you'll feel better after you get the sand off and get some more sleep?" he asked. "Yeah..actually, Emma was right again. I feel alot better just since I had some coffee and ate." she smiled. "Good. I'll give you a call a little later then, okay? We're supposed to be in the studio, but not until tonight..." he stopped talking and tried to decipher the look on her face. "Dea what's wrong?" he asked. "Tay..don't feel like you HAVE to.." she started to say. He groaned out loud. "I TOLD YOU... Dea, I told you, you'd be sorry.." he ran his hand through his hair and wiped his face in frustration. "I MOST CERTAINLY AM NOT." she stated forcefully. "YOU ARE...and I don't want you to call me and ask me here and there because you feel like you are obligated." she said, angrily, her hand on her hip. "Ugh!" he groaned, "Come here." he sat down on the top step that led to the porch, and tugged her hand until she was sitting next to him. "I only felt bad, because I thought YOU did, Dea. We were drinking, and getting an eyeful of Emma and Zac in that condition was NO help. I should have tried harder to stop you. It was just too soon for that." he put his arm around her and kissed the top of her head. "I like you, Dea. I think that every time we get together I learn something else about you that surprises me, and that makes me want to call you again, just to see if there's anything else about you that will surprise me. I was certainly shocked that you even TRIED surfing, and not that it's anything great.." he grinned at her, "but I was amazed that you were not sick as hell this morning. But I can't say I love you, that would just be wrong, Dea, I don't want to hurt you like that." he said, seriously. She nodded her head, looking at her feet. "I didn't think that you did, Tay. And the circumstances weren't what they should have been. I didn't think you were such a romantic." she grinned up at him. "Sounds more like Ike to me. He and Kimmie are perfect for each other. Same as Emma and Zac. Those two were made for each other." she said, and Taylor felt the figurative knife twist again. "Maybe we just need to look harder, or maybe it's not there for us." she shrugged. "I dunno. But I do know that when you call and ask me to spend time with you, I can't wait for the hour to get here. And I'm sorry for giving you such a hard time when you forgot about our plans. I WAS disappointed and my dad wasn't helping." she told him. "It happens. But YOU, something else is going on with you, and I don't know what it is. If it's me, or is there someone else you want to see? Tay...I don't know how I'm supposed to act when your mind is a million miles away. If there's someone else you are seeing then just let me know." she sighed. "Nobody said we were exclusive. You don't have to hide it." Taylor was dumbfounded and he stared at her for a long time, before she shifted uncomfortably. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked.

"You just surprised me...again." he smiled. "There's no one else I'm seeing, Dea. And I am sorry if I made you feel bad. I HAVE had alot on my mind, but it's nothing you need to worry about, okay?" Dea smiled up at him and then took his hand and gave it a squeeze. He squeezed back and kissed her cheek. "I really need a shower, Dea. I'll call you a little later." he stood to leave and she stood with him. "Thank you again, Taylor." she said softly. "It was fun." he grinned and then gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Her eyes fluttered closed as he did and she sighed softly. "Bye, Tay." "I'll talk to you soon." he smiled and strode to his truck, jumped in and gave her smile and a wave as he pulled away. 'Well..here goes..' she muttered to herself and went in to face her father, who would not be upset that she stayed out all night, just that she spent it CAMPING, in the dirt and grime "like a savage animal"
The thing about it was, she had a lot of fun, aside from Taylor's occasional absentmindedness. She went inside and closed the door.

Zac went upstairs with Emma, helping her carry the blankets and towels they had used through the apartment and out onto the patio. They shook the sand out of everything, and Emma threw it all in the washing machine, then grinned at Zac. "Strip buster. I'm not sending you home looking like that...what kind of girl will your parents think I am?" she giggled. "Besides, I'm getting in the shower and I think I need help reaching this one spot on my back..."
Zac's face broke into a wide grin and he peeled off his sandy clothes so quickly that Emma tossed her head back and laughed out loud. She took them from him, tossed them in the washing machine then peeled her own things off and threw them in with the rest of the sandy mess.
She sqealed when she leaned over the appliance, completely nude, to start it and Zac grabbed her hips, pressed his already strained member into the dip between her round, firm cheeks and ground against her. "Zac! God..." she groaned as his hands came up in front of her and cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples gently between his thumbs and forefingers. He took a soft bite out of the salty skin of her shoulder and she turned her head, pulled her tangled, curls over her shoulder with one hand, pushed the start button on the washer with the other and closed the lid. He leaned down and sucked gently on her earlobe, then whispered, "How can I help it if you are the sexiest, most beautiful, thing I have ever seen in my life?" He continued to suck on her salty skin and grind against her as he tugged gently on her nipples. Her breathing quickened and she backed against him, as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes. "Ohhhh....mmmm..." she moaned
softly and licked her lips, then covered his hands on her breasts with hers. "God...Em..." he murmured between tastes of her shoulders and neck, "I could...do this...all...day..." Emma turned her head and gave him a sexy smile. "Yeah?" she asked softly. "Mmm....mmmhmm..." he murmured back, still tasting every inch of her skin that he could. "Then stay..." she whispered and squeezed his hands, still fondling her breasts and pulling gently on her hard nipples.
"Don't you have a class later?" he asked grinding himself against her more firmly. "Class? What class?" she whispered, smiling. "No idea what you're talking about, drummerman..."
He chuckled and bit gently on her shoulder. "You sure about that?" he asked softly. "Sure about what?" she asked and tilted her head back even farther as he sucked harder on her neck and rolled her nipples between his fingertips. "Zac..." she gasped and backed against him more.