They both collaped against the wall, panting and gasping for breath. "Emma...baby.." Zac panted, his mouth all over her neck, back and shoulders. "I love you...I love you.." he breathed. "Mmm...Zac..." she panted back, trying desperatley to catch her breath. "I love...you, too..you know I do..." she reached up and behind her, slipping her hand to cup the back of his neck as he showered more hot, wet kisses all over her back and shoulders and combed his fingers through her hair. Zac quickly straightened and pulled her against him, hugging her tightly. "Let's hurry up and shower, baby. There's something I wanna do before I leave today...if we hurry I can still be on time." he told her as she turned her head to look at him, shocked. "Come on you sexy thang.." he teased. "Get your hot, sexy ass in the shower..." he grinned and swatted her on the backside as she moved from the bed to do as he asked. She jumped and squealed, then laughed. "Saves time if you get in with me baby.." she wiggled her eyebrows, then turned and ran for the bathroom, squealing when he snapped her lightly with a towel as she bent over to turn the water on. They playfully helped each other wash, dry and dress, trying to make the most of the couple of hours they had left to spend together, Emma going completely crazy, wondering what he wanted to do so badly before he left. Emma's jaw dropped open when Zac pulled up in front of the tattoo parlor on THEIR beach. "ZAC! I said you didn't have to..." she began but he cut her off with a kiss. "I want to. Come help me decide how it should look." he said, running his hand through her still damp curls. he stroked her cheek and then laid his palm flat on it. "I should have done it sooner." he said softly, then kissed her again. "I love you Zacstud..." she grinned up at him. "I love you.." he traced her lips with his fingertip, then slid away from her to get out of the truck. He went around and opened her door, then opened the door to the shop for her. The artist grinned when he saw them. "You're back already?" he asked her. "Nah man.." Zac grinned. "My turn." The man shook his head and chuckled as Emma and Zac decided on where his tattoo should go and what it should look like. Zac slipped his jeans and boxers down on his hips then laid on his belly on the table. Emma sat straddled on the table above Zac's head and played with his hair as the artist did his work, chatting idly with him to keep his mind off the fact that it hurt like hell. "Hey girlie.." the artist grouched. "Stop making him laugh, UNLESS you want me to mess it up."  Zac pressed his lips together and Emma muttered, "Sorry.." then grinned down at Zac and covered her mouth. Zac had to struggle to keep from laughing again and squeezed his eyes shut as he bit his lip. A little while later Zac hopped off the table and stood, then turned and stuck his backside out at Emma. "Well baby..what do you think?" he grinned and tried to do as good an impression of Austin Powers as Ike. "Do I make you horny baby?" he grinned and she burst out laughing. "Hey what are you tryin' to do to my ego?" he chuckled and pulled her into his arms as the artist stood shaking his head in wonder. "Okay lemme see.." she giggled. "And don't make me laugh.." she admonished wiping tears from her eyes. She tugged the waist of his pants and boxers down a little and traced the letters of her name, hidden in the same type of design she had, but not exactly the same. Zac's was more masculine. And, she admitted to herself, totally sexy. "I love it.." she said finally, making his face break into a huge, blinding smile. "Sweet.." he murmured and kissed her passionately. The artist cleared his throat. "In case you guys didn't notice, this is NOT Motel 6.." he shook his head again. "Sorry man..." Zac grinned sheepishly and reached for his wallet. "No way, drummerman.." Emma shoved Zac roughly out of the way, digging in her pocket for the wad of cash she had in there. Zac always admonished her for carrying that much cash just in her pocket. "At least if it's loose, no one can pickpocket me, like they can with a WALLET." she teased and pulled his wallet out of his pocket. "You need a chain like Tay's.." she giggled. "EMMA! NO!" Zac said angrily and grabbed her wrist, before she could whip out that cash and pay the man. "ZAC!! YES!!" she widened her eyes at him and gritted her teeth. "NO!" he said again and paid the man. One look at Emma and the artist held his hands up in self-defense, "I don't care as long as I get paid." he said. "UUUUGGGHHHH!! YOU ARE SUCH A STUBBORN *GUY*" she roared. "Just let me do this, please." she snapped. "NO! Now come on I'm gonna be late." he said. She remained rooted to the spot she was standing in and folded her arms over her chest, pouting. Zac rolled his eyes. "Emma come on...don't do this now. We've already driven the man insane enough for one day.." he sighed and looked at the man behind the cash register. "Umm don't look at me buddy.." he raised his eyebrows, "She ain't MY woman." he chuckled and shook his head again. "Emma! I'm gonna BE LATE." She shifted her hips and stared at him, defiantly.

"Emma." Zac said quietly, "I am NOT screwing around. Now come ON." She folded her arms across her chest more tightly and remained in her spot, jutting her chin out.  "Son of a...dammit Emma.." he growled and strode toward her. Her eyes widened as he neared her, his expression set in stone. "I said COME ON." he growled again and hoisted her over his shoulder, hauling her out of the shop like a sack of potatoes, as she kicked and yelled at him. "Knock it off, Em." he hollered back. "You're gonna make me drop you." he roared as he struggled to get the door open. "Thanks man.." he grunted as she fought him. "Anytime.." the artist chuckled and shook his head again as he saw Zac set her forcefully down on the pavement and grab her by the shoulders. "EMMA!! STOP IT!!" Zac roared as she let go with a long string of frustrated, incoherent, profanity. "Ugh!" he groaned and took her face in his hands, tilted her still moving mouth up toward his and kissed her with everything he had in him. He buried his hands in her hair and held her to him until he felt her relax and respond to his kiss, pressing her body to his and slipping her arms around his neck. They continued to kiss passionately, lost in each other until the shop owner stuck his head out the door. "Yeahyeah.." he yelled. "Kisskiss and poof! you're all made up...move it somewhere else man, I don't wanna watch this..there's and adult video store around the corner if I wanna see that crap." he told them and Emma couldn't help but giggle. Zac burst out too and rested his forehead against hers. "Okay. Sorry.." Emma said and started to walk toward her side of the truck, Zac quickly opened it and helped her inside then closed it for her. he slipped in on his side and leaned over to kiss her again. "I don't wanna go away with you mad at me, Em." he said softly. "You got mine..I just wanted to do the same for you, baby." she pouted. He laid his hand on her cheek. "The way you make me feel is enough babydoll." he said and kissed her again. "It can't be any better than the way you make me feel.." she sighed and laid her hand on his thigh as he started the truck and pulled away, heading for his parents house.

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