She turned the motor off and pulled the beach blanket out of the trunk and laid it on the hood of the car. She hopped up on it and reached for the bags, then waited for Zac to join her. He slid right next to her, as she dug in the bags and started pulling out the food. He watched her carefully as she sat cross-legged on the hood of her car and ate. He thought to himself again how lucky he was to have met such a sweet, gorgeous, fearless and completely sexy, woman. They finished their meal and Emma hopped down from the hood of her car to take care of the mess before he could move. She stuffed everything inside one bag and stuck it in the trunk, then took the last few swallows of her drink, dumped the ice out on the grass and pitched the empty cup in the trunk with the rest of it. She jumped back up on the hood of her car, next to Zac and leaned back against the windsheild. Zac leaned back next to her and put his arm around her, pulling her close to him. She breathed in deeply, nuzzling his neck and taking in his scent and the smell of his silky long hair. His fingers twirled through her curls as they watched the sky and talked, mostly about how Emma was being pummeled in classes, being so close to her finals and her graduation and Zac pushed her, gently, once again, to do something with her ability to dance. "Oh god, Zac. Not this again." she sighed. "I don't want to spend the time on it when I'm not THAT good. I can keep a beat, big deal." she said and snuggled up against him.

"Speaking of keeping a beat...WOW.." Emma breathed and then giggled, sucking lightly on his neck. "Mmm.." Zac shifted his hips slightly and pulled her closer. "Glad you approve.." he chuckled. "Yeah...Jeez Zac. Like you didn't see that I have all of the CD's along with my other stuff." she said sarcastically. "I saw, " he teased. "I thought they were your mom's." Emma poked him in the ribs, a little forcefully. "Owww..hey.." he complained, smiling. "She doesn't listen to much of anything, especially since my Dad took off. I was honestly shocked when she knew who you were. When I saw you in the studio that night..I didn't realize it was you until I heard you playing 'speechless' from the other end of the hallway. Then I felt like a big freakin' goober for suggesting that you slow down whatever that was that you were workin' on.." she grinned up at him. "Why?" he asked. "You were right." "Whatever." she shrugged. "But you OBVIOUSLY know what the hell you're doing." She swung her leg over and straddled his waist, pushed his hair back off his face and kissed him, like she had in the studio. His hands caressed her back and one slunk into her hair as she continued to explore his mouth with her tongue. She rested her forehead on his when they slowly broke their kiss. "OBVIOUSLY...so do you..." he grinned up at her. "So long as you know that THIS.." she paused and kissed him again. "is only for you, baby. I love you.." she murmured and took a soft bite of his neck, then slid her hands up inside his t-shirt, feeling the strong, hard muscles of his chest under his smooth, warmskin. He dug his hands in her hair and pulled her mouth onto his, plunged his tongue in and stroked hers, until he felt her relax and respond completely. Their kisses turned sexy, passionate and open-mouthed as hands roamed over bare skin, underneath clothes. "I love you, Em...." Zac breathed as their kisses became urgent. "I love you.." he murmured again. "Good.." she smiled down at him and then pressed her open mouth to his, sucking his tongue in and then letting go quickly. "'Cause I am allll yooours.." she cooed. "Nobody but you, my drummerman..." she purred again and kissed him thoroughly.

"Em...god..." he breathed as she leaned up and shrugged out of her jacket. "Hmm?.." she murmured back, bending down to press her lips to his again. "I love you, baby..." he whispered, cupped the back of her head and pulled her mouth fully onto his. He shifted a bit and turned on his side, helping her to lean on her side without taking his mouth from hers. Their breathing became heavy as each dug gentle hands into the other's hair and went back for more sexy, open-mouthed kisses. "Zac..." she breathed when they broke apart for air, "I love you, too..." She laid both hands on his cheeks. "No matter what happens...I will always love you." she gazed into his warm brown eyes as he stroked her cheek with the back of his hand. "Em? What is this? I know you love me baby...what else is up?" he asked softly. She almost opened her mouth to tell him, but the words got stuck in her throat and froze in her brain. She did not want to see the expression on his face change to the one she dreaded so much. "Nothing." she whispered, "Just feelin' kinda stressed I guess."  He hugged her close and kissed the back of her head, wanting to take in her sweet scent, the one he couldn't get out of his head when he tried to sleep in his own bed, and that filled his truck so that she was on is mind consantly. But he got a noseful of the bar instead. He chuckled and kissed the back of her head again. Then stroked her face with the back of his hand. "I bet you are, babe. But just think, you graduate soon, so you won't have that to worry about, and you can quit the bar..you ARE quitting the bar, aren't you?" he asked. "Yes. Definately. I hate that hole with all of me, Zac, and I can't wait to get out. My boss knows it too, and is making these last couple of weeks unbearable is all." she sighed. That was the truth if she ever heard it. "Baby..c'mere.." he said softly and folded her into his warm embrace. "It'll all slow down soon, and you'll feel better. Maybe we should go so you can get some sleep before school..." "NO. No.. Zac. This is exactly where I want to be, right here with you. I don't have any classes till after lunch...even if I didn't I'd still want to be right here...with you." when she finished her voice was barely a whisper, and she held him tightly. She had to keep pushing way the nagging feeling that things were going to be really ugly soon, and she wanted this sweetness for as long as she could have it. His large, warm hands stroked the back of her head and her shoulders, as she pressed herself to him. "Em..." he called her name softly and she looked up at him. "I never felt like this about anybody before. Never. The only this that I can compare it to is music, but that's not even a close one, baby. I have control over that. You're different...and I do love you. We're like salt and pepper shakers...fries and ketchup," he grinned down at her. "We just GO together." She tucked his hair behind his ear. "Then that would make you my missing surfboard tether?" she giggled. Zac chuckled. "I prefer to think of you as my missing wetsuit, baby.." he growled and pulled her on top of him. Emma squealed and giggled again, then kissed him with everything she had. He responded immediately, slipping his hands inside her thin tank top and caressing her soft skin. "Oh...Zac..." she sighed into his mouth, and tugged at the hem of his t-shirt, until he helped her pull it off over his head, She straddled his hips and ran her hands over his smooth, moonlit skin, then leaned over to kiss him again. He tugged her tank top off over her head, leaving her in a silky, emerald green, bra. There was almost nothing to the cups, but the underside pushed her velvety coffee-with-milk colored breasts up into some luscious cleavage that made Zac groan out loud.

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