don't you remember.

[sarah elizabeth benson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] same old road that brought us here Finally having to move, Sarah shifted herself away from Sean so he could get up. She hadn't realized she was shivering until he mentioned it, but now it seemed to get worse upon recognition. He was right about one thing, she didn't need to get sick. Accepting his hand, Sarah got to her feet. Doing a survey of her clothes, she noticed they were covered in sand and tried to brush it away. It was no use however, since the water was acting as an adhesive and all she managed to do was cover her hands in it. She followed Sean back toward the boardwalk, snatching up her shoes on the way. Everything was quiet now as the people went back to their hotels or homes and vendors closed up shop. There were a few stragglers including herself and Sean. Wondering how far they were headed, her question was answered a few minutes later when they came upon a motorcycle. She prayed her father wasn't watching her right now; he'd be rolling in his grave if he saw what she was about to mount. After strapping on the helmet, Sarah straddled the bike behind Sean, lifting her legs onto the passenger foot rests and wrapping her arms tightly around his middle. She didn't voice her apprehension about motorcycles, but she squeezed Sean rather hard once he got the bike started and they were on the road. After a few minutes, she relaxed and enjoyed the ride. When they reached Sean's place, Sarah took in every inch. If she had any doubt Sean had been in town for three months it disintegrated. The place looked like it had work done and knowing Sean he was the one to do it. It looked good. Following Sean inside, her eyes took in every thing she possibly could from his decorative choices to the mail laying on the table. There wasn't much of anything out of place. "Some things never change." It was hard to believe a guy like Sean was so immaculate. It wouldn't have surprised her to see pizza boxes and dirty clothes strewn every where, but neither did this. Sarah nodded when Sean said he would be right back with dry clothes. She didn't dare sit anywhere just yet, not wanting to get sand on his couch. She stood where he left her inside the door, thanking him when he returned with some dry clothes. She waited for him to leave for firewood before stripping off her wet clothes, including her underwear. She hesitated at this for a moment, wondering if that would be inappropriate, but just shook her head and slipped them off. If he didn't know she was going commando, there was no reason to question it. She stepped into the sweats then pulled off his jacket and her shirt to replace them with his. It was unfortunate Sean was so much taller than her, because his clothes swallowed her, but they were warm and distinctively smelled like him. Still a guest in his home, Sarah wondered if she should stick her wet clothes in the dryer, wherever that might be. Instead, she went back outside and hung them over the porch banister so they wouldn't leave a mess of sand in the loft when they dried. Her bare feet were cold on the floor, so she walked around a little until Sean returned. Noticing a picture on the coffee table, she went over to it out of curiosity. What she saw made her stomach tie into a knot. It was them: Sean and her. About to pick it up for a closer look, she backed off when she heard the door open and Sean enter with the fire wood. She plopped down on the blankets next to him, relishing in the warmth provided by the fire, blankets, and Sean himself. It wasn't long before the kissing began again, something Sarah couldn't object to anymore. How had she managed to go so long without such exceptional lip-locks? She knew there was a reason she always kept him around in high school. When they finally separated it was only enough so their lips grazed and they could exchange conversation. "Still... that wasn't fair. You have every right to be angry..." Her lips remained parted, exchanging breaths, her thoughts started to go a bit fuzzy. "Future... what exactly does that bring?" At this point, she would accept another kiss, which she stole before giving Sean the chance to respond, reaching her hand around to the nape of his neck and running through his hair. SEAN CARTER HOYAS, sexy xD

table by california dreaming @ caution 2.0. Edited by Sarah.

[sean carter hoyas]

This was so much better then were the two of them had been before outside in the cold not much later from when sean returned with the wood for the fire a storm was quick to follow thunder surrounded the clouds above. The only light that came from the little place was the ire buring from the fireplace. There the two of them sat enchanging kiss after kiss she had told him he had all the right to be angry and in that she was right but that was quick in the past sure he could be bitter and angry and he was but not because of what had happen. It was more or so because he let her go away and if it wasnt for his relentless pursuit to find her again he might have lost her forever and that was something he didnt ever want to happen "i could be mad but im not i have you again and thats all i truly ever wanted and now here we are were we are meant to be. he stole another kiss from here as he pulled her closer to her as her went down with her until her head layed on the blanket facing him he felt when she began to play with the nape of his neck, her touch was gentle and the way she brushed his hairline was another thing he missed about her. He just smiled when she had responded about the future. "hmm well it brings alot of kisses and getting back time we lost waking up in eachothers arms...lots and lots of love making" he chuckle when he said that as he interlocked his fingers with hers and pinned it to the back of her head as he leaned in closer again to her at mer inches 'hopefully one day you will become the future mrs. hoyas....sarah elizabeth hoyas...or sarah elizabeth benson-hoyas which ever you want we can have the american dream a small house with a picket white fence with 1 or two kids running around" as he spoke he leaned in closer and soon gave her a smalle gentle kiss on her lips and then began to kiss around her neck going up and down even around the ear as he made his way to her lips again.

He gazed her for a bit before like so many times before he kissed her again but the kisses started to become more and more intesnse every time from him to her and he was beginning to feel the same way about the way she was kissing him...the hunger behind every long kiss for one another. His body was hungry for hers he didnt know how she felt at this moment he def wantead her now more then ever. He slowly began to take his shirt off as he threw it on the couch and there he lay shirtless infront of her....sean had always been a person to take pride in his appreance and his body reflected that. He wasnt to muscluar to the point that it was weird....he was cut in all the right places which just added to his sex appeal. He looked over to her and gave her a small kiss as he played with ther hair "how about you what do you see in the future...are we on the same page or not" he laughed as he waited for her responnce.

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[sarah elizabeth benson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i53.tinypic.com/wb98wn.jpg');,true] same old road that brought us here This was not how Sarah imagined her day going. It started out normal enough, but the ending was a bit of a plot twist. She was still trying to find her bearings in this new spin on her life, but was going with the flow at the same time. She still couldn't deny that Sean's reappearance might complicate things a bit now. She was still trying to find herself; figure out what the hell she was supposed to do with her life. Over a year of trying and she isn't much further than when she started. Actually, she is exactly where she started save for about six college credits under her belt and a job delivering mexican baked goods. Chya, a lot of good that does her. And now her past caught up with her, bringing an ex boyfriend and a load of trouble. Because, seriously, what else do guys bring but trouble? Yet, she wasn't complaining. At least, not anymore and not yet. For the time being she was accepting Sean, his kisses and his love, as well as the emergence of those feelings she buried deep down inside. Tonight she was letting go to everything but the moment, waiting to see what tomorrow brought. Meant to be. How many times had she heard those words from friends, even family, back in New York. Everyone always said Sarah and Sean would be "lifers"; high school sweethearts who eventually get married at a young age and start a perfect cliched life together. Sarah definitely would have believed it herself, if Noelle and Jaydon had ended the same way. Now she wasn't too sure about all of that fairytale stuff anymore. In fact, she booed and bad mouthed any movies that ended that way. The Notebook didn't make her cry, it made her angry. And yet, it seemed like tonight was turning into one of those romantic endings. Maybe she was wrong about all of that after all. Her mood seemed to wash away with the rain, a smile working it's way to her face when Sean told her what the future held. "I like the sound of that." Kissing and sex, how could she go wrong? Possibly by taking it all then dumping him again, but that thought never crossed her mind at this point. She was too caught up in the moment to worry about it. It wasn't like she was getting any from anyone else to complicate things. It all seemed too perfect. Then he mentioned marriage and children, which startled Sarah a little. She wasn't ready for all of that yet, but he seemed so set on making it happen. It was hard to say no when he was driving her crazy with his lips, but she managed to use what little head she had left before it was gone. Sarah watched him remove his shirt and toss it aside, running her fingers delicately along his chest and abs, feeling every part of his skin against her fingertips. He eyes were trained to his body, watching her fingers explore each ridge of his abs, running along the top of his pants. When he asked what she saw in the future, she bit her lip lightly. "I think marriage is jumping the gun a little, but I'm not opposed to seeing where the night takes us." It was pretty obvious where it was taking them, but Sarah meant after. Because right now she was craving him as much as he seemed to be craving her. "And I think this is a good place to start." Sitting up, she pulled her shirt over her head and undid her hair clip so it fell around her shoulders and wasn't digging into her anymore. Tossing them with Sean's shirt on the couch, she leaned into him to he was laying on his back. Throwing her leg over his side, she straddled him. Leaning down, she folded her arms across his chest and dropped her chin on them, looking up at his dark eyes. "What do you think?" SEAN CARTER HOYAS, sexy xD

table by california dreaming @ caution 2.0. Edited by Sarah.