Providence

Emma sighed. Two months. It had been two months since Sean was released from prison, and he was with her practically twenty four seven, except for right now. He had gotten a call from Jimmy, and was off to see him now for some reason he wouldn't tell her. So instead, she was sitting in his house, eating ice cream and watching a movie by herself. She was wearing one of his large white t-shirt and a pair of cut up jean shorts. Sighing as the cold tasty treat slid down her throat, Emma turned and looked at the door.

She didn't know when she started praying that he'd walk through the door. But she was, and hard. She wanted nothing more than to kiss him, hug him, have the complete satisfaction of knowing that he was there. Brought out of her wishful thinking when a character on the movie was slapped by his girlfriend, she cracked a smile as she put another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth.

She has nobody to talk to. Everyone was out on a date. Except her. Not that she was complaining though. It could be a date. . .if he would just come home. Emma frowned. Why was she getting irritated? It's not like they were married or nothing. Emma blushed. Not yet anyway. Shuddering as the cold mass touched her gums, she nearly choked when the door flew open. Throwing the ice cream up in the air in surprise, she awaited the cold mass to fall on her, but instead, it was only placed back into her hands.

Opening her eyes, she looked at the excited face of Sean, and her irritation immediately diminished. "What's up?" Sean smiled.

"Em, Jimmy said that his parents thought that him and a couple of friends should go camping in the woods, and he wanted to know if we could go." Sean explained as he sat down next to her.

Emma smiled. "That sounds great. When is it?"

"In two weeks."

Emma coughed. "Sean! Are you crazy? We still have school you know. My mother would never let me go." Sean sighed and ran a tired hand over his face.

"Oh come on Em! It's the end of the year. It's not like we're going to be doing any work anyway." Emma shook her head.

"I don't know. . . "

"Please?"

Emma rolled her eyes. "I'm not promising anything Cameron. But I'll ask my mom." Sean smiled and kissed Emma on her forehead. Emma grinned as she stared him into his face. Running her soft fingers along the edges of his jaw, she watched as his face softened and his eyes fluttered closed. She leaned forward and kissed them softly.

"What was that for?" He asked in a husky voice that made the blood coursing through her veins freeze. Her heart began hammering against her chest, her breathing became shallow and uneven as she closed her eyes, and opened them only to be staring at his lips, that were calling for her, begging her to capture them. She gasped softly as he licked his lips, felt her throat become dry, and all ability to talk vanished. She opened her mouth, but a sharp cry was the only sound that escaped her lips as the ice cream seaped onto her hands and the couch beside her.

Mumbling under her breath, she quickly picked up something from the floor with her clean hand and placed it on the stain where the ice cream had gotten on the couch, and she went to clean her fingers, but Sean snatched them up and examined them. She watched as he turned them this way and that, before he inserted them in his mouth and began to slowly suck the ice cream off of them. She let out a soft groan as her eyes drifted closed and she gave weak attempts at trying to pry her hand away.

Once he finally released it, Emma didn't have enough time to answer as his lips covered hers, pushing her onto the couch on top of the stain, his body weight from his large muscular form crushing hers and making her wiggle and squirm. Her face took on a heated flush, and his hands began stroking her arms, and she began stroking up and back down his sides as she toyed with him, baited him, led him into her never-ending love trap that she designed. He moaned slightly into the kiss and sought to deepen it when Emma felt her hands up his shirt and began kneading the ripples and ran her finger along his waist line, causing his stomach to quiver and him to give a low whimper as he took her hands in his and put them on her stomach.

She smiled slightly as he pulled back for air, running his hands up and down her arms again, then up and down her sides. She sighed and laid her head on his shoulder as emotions overwhelmed her, as her body took on a mental numbness that allowed her to focus on nothing but him at the moment, and what he was doing to her sanity. Wanting to share the moment with him once longer, she sought to make it last longer as she put her hands back up his shirt, only to have them taken out seconds later.

"Sean. . . Please. . . " He shook his head and kissed her knuckles.

"You have to be ready. I'm willing to wait Emma. You don't have to rush yourself." Emma pouted slightly as she gave another failed attempt to coax him into her trap.

"I am ready. . .Please. . .I need to feel you.. . "

He shook his head again and lifted her chin with his finger to look at her. "You don't mean that, and I want you to understand that this is a life changing thing. I don't want you to realize you made a mistake later on in your life if something happens to me. I want you to think about this for me, alright? Don't rush yourself into things your not ready for."

Emma nodded and pulled him down so that he was laying on her. "Thank you Sean."

He chuckled. "No problem."

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Manny took a deep breath as she looked at Craig through the mirror in front of her. She didn't know what provoked her to have this thought, but she needed to share it with him as soon as possible. Why she wanted it to be with him, she would never know, but her heart was telling her that she was right, that there was nothing wrong with what she wanted to do. Sighing as she looked at him through the mirror again, she couldn't help but feel like she was betraying someone, going against her better judgement.

"Adam, apparently has this thing for Emma. But think, if we get him to go to the camping trip, Sean can beat the living hell out of him, and the only people that will know about it is us." Craig looked at Manny as if she lost her mind.

"You've got to be kidding me! Manny, Sean'll kill the boy! What is up with that brain of yours?"

"It's perfectly fine thank you." She argued. "But think. He'll leave her alone. What do you think?"

"I think you've finally lost it. Maybe those ponytails were too tight." Craig said reaching for them. Manny moved her head and gave him a pointed glare.

"I think it's a perfect plan. What about you? Please Craig, he hurt Emma. It's only natural that he'd leave her alone. Plus, don't you want some snap shots---"

"Oh that's cruel---"

"But effective. Come on, please?" Craig sighed.

"Alright. But anything goes wrong, than it's all your fault, got it?" Manny smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek. However, Craig was caught off guard, and turned his head so that his lips captured her. She sighed in the kiss as he stood up and wrapped his arms around her, tangling his fingers in her long raven ponytail. Passion burned with desire, years of hurt and pain mixed with the need to start over, Manny felt that her life was being redefined, and she wanted a chance to start over.

Pressing closely to his chest, she began running her hands up and down the find muscles on his stomach, feeling them began to quiver, she lightly giggled as his mouth sought control over hers. Moaning slightly as she reached up and pressed down on his shoulders to bring her closer, he pulled back slightly and laid his forehead on hers as he sought to catch his breath. Manny closed her eyes as she ran her fingers through his curly hair. "What was that for?" She asked softly.

"He simply shrugged and kissed her again. "I have no idea." He grinned idiotically as she blushed slightly. Kissing her inflamed cheeks, feeling the scorching heat radiating from the contact, he felt as she shuddered against him and her body heat soared.

"Do. . .it. . .Again. . ." She pleaded through kisses. Craig smiled and kissed her once more, running his tongue along her lower lip, begging entrance. She partially opened her mouth, and smiled when his tongue immediately took entrance and toyed with her. Whimpering, she sought to be closer, but he quickly pulled back, and glared at her in her eyes.

"What were we supposed to be talking about?" He asked. She shrugged and leaned in to kiss him again. He stepped back.

"Why does it matter?"

"She's your friend. You should be worried about her more right now than me." She nodded and licked her lips as Craig sat back down slowly.

"Do you think I should call her?"

"I think her and Sean are most likely busy at the moment." Manny rolled her eyes, even though she agreed. They didn't have to be together for more than two minutes to make out. And after they had their little 'session', Emma was completely spazzed out and anti-social.

Craig looked at Manny through narrow eyes as she began pacing the floor again. "The plan?"

"I have no idea. But we need to get this done, and get it done quick." Craig opened his mouth to say something, but glanced at the clock.

"I hate to run, but I have to go. So I'll call you once I get back alright?" Manny nodded and watched as he ran out the door.

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A/N

Sorry for the short chapter, but I had a lot to do. I know it took me forever to post, and I know you may be upset, but trust me. I promise to update more frequently, and the chapters will be much, much longer.