Emma and Sean came in from more than a few hours together on the beach. Still in swimsuits, Emma with more of a tan and her hair less than wet while Sean's hair was still and slicked back wavy. She loved it a bit pushed out of his face, it showed off his big blue eyes.

When she stepped into the trailer first, he stopped behind her and slid the trailer door closed.

Linda was still at the table, but now sitting with her girlfriends, Judith, Beth and Betty. They were all playing 'Go fish' and looked up from their cards when the couple came in.

"How was the beach!" Linda asked, excited for them .

Emma buttoned up the botton of her jean shorts but still wore her bikini top as she put her dryish hair to one side, "Really good.' she smiled.

She went to the fridge as Sean exited for a second and came back with a towel, drying his hair a bit. Emma being the type who loved to tan, ended up having a small nap beside him on the dock and when she woke up and he teased her about snoring (which she wasn't but it was fun teasing), she shoved him back into the water off the dock when he wasn't expecting it...hense his hair wet but not hers.

Well played I guess!

"Oh dear..." muttered Betty, glancing at Emma as the blonde walked to the fridge, "Do I miss having a body like that." she wondered about her own young days on the beach as she looked down at her wrinkly hands.

Beth 'mhm'd beside her as agreement, nodding her head. Where did the time go?

"His or hers?" muttered Judith, eyes on her cards til narrowing them seducitvely at Sean who paused uncomfortably while whipping his towel by his neck.

"Judith!" Betty snapped and even Linda rolled her eyes at her friend. No matter the age, Judith was always the promiscuous of the group.

Sean was a little mortified, trying to shake it off but heard Emma giggling madly over by the fridge.

He shook his head smiling as Betty then gasped, "You never told us the love story!" she told Emma.

Emma had grabbed a water and almost choked on it when Betty blurted that out. As she tried to swallow it down hard, Sean caught her look to save her.

He spoke up, awkwardly stuttering a bit, "It's been told way too much." he insisted, turning to leave but his mom stopped him.

"OH please!" she said to her son.

He huffed and turned back as Emma leaned on the fridge fidgetty like. He scratched the back of his head and opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

..well, didn't know where to start really.

"He loved her since he was 13 years old." blushed Linda herself, telling her friends.

Emma's heart stopped, looking at Sean. Was that true? How could Linda of known that. ..that was his age when they had met.

Sean avoided her eyes like the plaque.

Linda had went on as all the girls around her listened up in awe, "Sean was always the little badboy type, weren't you hun?"

Emma smirked a little, cornering her eyes at him. Sean was still in a nervous wreck, and tried to answer but was just so horrified they were having this conversation...

"He was." Emma answered for him, and he looked at her, catching her eye. He smirked a little back and looked down shaking his head.

Judith leaned over in her chair by Emma, and whispered quite loudly, "I always had a thing with bad boys too."

Emma blushed madly, now avoiding Sean's eyes

"Let me guess," Beth says, pointing at Emma, "You were the good girl. Classic!" she fanned herself romantically.

"Not even close." snorted Sean by the exit of the room, and actually shocked them that he spoke up.

Emma's eyes drifted slowly back at him curiously.

He couldn't help but grin though, eyeing Emma at the corner of his eyes, "She was a pain in everyones ass. Activist.." he drifted off, "protester. She may of looked like a good girl.." he drifted off as Emma shot him a playful glare, "But she could be quite the trouble maker with her protests and riots for rights." he teased honestly.

The women eyed between the two with mouths gaped. They could see the fire between the two, how much it seemed Sean adored and loved Emma's passion for that.

Sean noticed how lost he got looking at her and snapped out of it, looking away and around almost ashasmed like. Why was he making his heart go through all this?

"Who asked who out first?" Betty asked.

"She begged me." joked Sean, knowing he was the one who did so but wanted to end the conversation as he walked back to his room

Emma rolled her eyes smiling, glancing back at the women and whispered, "did not."

They all giggled, believing her.

Inside, Sean heard that and smiled while grabbing new clothes to change into. His heart beating rapidly.

Emma did the same as she sat with the women and took in a deep shakey breath, glancing where Sean had left.

The party was the next day, and Victoria's words from their phone call this morning haunted Sean's head, 'You're gonna want to make Emma think we're still together, you're off the market. But, you also don't want guys at the party to think she's single and hit on her, so make her wear the ring. At the party, I'll tell you exactly what the plan is..'

Sean snapped out of it when Emma came out. He wore a black v neck shirt and blue jeans, a thin black tuke on his head and his hair peaking out on the ends like usual. His eyes popped out. His muscles were showing off with the shirt too that fit nicely around it, and he looked really good, fresh out of the shower.

But not as good as she looked. Emma came out with a loose white tank top that flowed after her waist and stopped just at her bellybotton, a strapless beige top that only wrapped around her breasts under it, peeking out at the sides. Then the shortest black jean shorts he'd ever seen. The necklace was nice though, a long bar lariet necklace, and it was gold, and when you watched it trail down into her shirt, you wondered how lucky it felt being there..

Sean snapped out of it, and wondered how a mostly revealing outfit on her could still look classy and respectable on her. That was just another talent of Emma Nelsons though.

"Ready?" she asked, slipping off the engagement ring and his eyes widened, standing up from the couch

"Why are you taking it off?"

Emma glanced at him, and then at the end at the end of her finger, "I don't want it to get lost as some party."

He swallowed and shrugged, "just wear it, half the town has heard the rumors.. can't let it get back to my mom that it's not true."

Emma tilted her head oddly, but decided to just agree and slip it back on. He happily nodded and guided her out with a small smirk on his face

There.. now all the boys at the party would know who she belonged to.

I still need you, need you, don't mean to tease you,
If you want me, I'll come back and meet you,
Whisper, whisper, you must admit you want it,
You, you want it,

[Bridge]
Well I just wish we could go back one more time and begin it,
Back before I lost myself somewhere, somewhere in it.

[Chorus]
We've been stuck now so long,
We just got the start wrong,
One more last try,
I'ma get the ending right,
You can't stop this, and I must insist,
That you haven't had enough,
You haven't had enough,

(marians trench- haven't had enough)