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First sorry for not having uploaded but hey here I have: D If you do not know is my duty to inform. JUST INFORM ME THAT ZAC EFRON WAS SEEN IN THE AIRPORT AND NORTH CAROLINA IS BY AYA VANE IS THEN WE LOSE PATIENCE FOR PHOTOS; D! Sone as reporteraa
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--- This guy, Dwayne, was walking in the park.
Nessa was in the kitchen, standing by the sink, and looking out the window by chance had seen.
Anyway, did not pass unnoticed. It was so great that called attention immediately. Another wore well-cut suit and black sunglasses that failed to hide the bandage on his bridge nose, and bruises on his face. Nessa
entered the room, where Natasha was sitting on the floor, making a drawing with great care. On the wicker coffee table before her, had scattered papers and waxes. Nessa
tried to appear unconcerned, and bolt locked his door and threw the curtains in the living room.
was not a coincidence that Dwayne was there. Zac was looking for. Or Natasha. It was not to find even one or the other. Tasha
just looked at her when he lit the lamp to replace sunlight, which prevented passage curtains.
- Need more juice? He asked the girl. You'll be good faster if you take more juice, you know?
Tasha dutifully took his boat and sipped juice. Zac had called Nessa door shortly after eleven. At first, she barely recognized him. He wore his trip report. He was like a glove, white, starched and bright midmorning sun. The rows of colored bars of his chest also reflected light. The effect was dazzling. Even his shoes seemed to glow.
Her hair was wet from the shower and carefully combed. His face was shaved and smooth. It had a stern, authoritarian and dangerously professional. It seemed incredibly attractive.
And then smiled.
"You should see the face you have position.
- Oh, yeah? Am drooling?
A gleam shone in the eyes of Zac, but then turned and looked down and saw Nessa Tasha was with him.
- Can we go? Zac asked. Nessa
opened the mosquito net. Tasha was already much better. He hastened to teach Nessa's second medal was pinned to his shirt and he had been granted to meet the standards throughout the morning. Naturally, he had spent most of their time sleeping, but that no one mentioned it.
had been recovered from the fever with the vigor of young children. Antibiotics were taking hold and Tasha again to be fit, alert and energetic. Zac Nessa
gently touched enter: just a quick touch of her bare arm. That was enough to caress her getting out of breath, reminding how they had made love just hours earlier. It was enough to make him understand that he also remembered. Zac
wanted to know if Tasha would mind taking care of a couple of hours while he went to rehab to try to see her sister. So he was dressed to the nines. I imagined that would be more likely to allow him to bypass the rule "no visitors" if it looked like a hero. He was determined to find out one way or another by what exactly was Dwayne behind Sharon. Nessa
offered to take care of Natasha on the floor of Zac, but he said he preferred Tasha stay at home: he felt that, in this way, the least bothered. And despite Nessa tried to convince him otherwise, had ended in his apartment.
now wondering if Zac Nessa expected Dwayne search again. Is that why he had insisted that Tash stay at home?
resisted the desire to look behind the curtains drawn to see if Dwayne was climbing the stairs and sat down beside her.
- What are you drawing? He asked. His heart beat
violence. Dwayne was going to ring the bell of Zac and would realize that no one was home. What would you do then? Would you try on the doors of the neighbors to try to find out where he had gone Zac? What if I knocked at his door? Would he tell her to Tasha? How could he explain why not open the door? And, good heavens, what if Zac back while Dwayne was still there? Natasha
carefully chose a red wax box that Zac had bought.
"I'm making a medal," he said, and began to paint while staying within the lines he had drawn. For Zac. He also needs a medal today. We were the kitchen and milk has fallen to the ground. But has not said a bad word-left and took another wax. I realized that I wanted to say a bad word, but has not said.
"I going to like your medal," said Nessa.
"And then," continued the girl, but was angry, started to laugh at other wax-elected. I asked if milk tickled the toes, but he said he laughed because it was a fun thing in the fridge. I've looked but have not seen anything funny. Just a piece of paper with something written. But I can not read, you know?
"Yeah, I know, Nessa had to smile, though his heart beat hurriedly. He laughed, eh? -Before leaving Zac floor that morning, very early, had started a new list and had stuck to your fridge, side by side. Your new list included some things he could still do, even with the leg wound. Had things such as singing, Tasha hug, laugh, read, watch old movies, lying on the beach, doing crossword puzzles, breathe and eat pizza. Had started and finished the list, naturally, to "make love." And she had prepared with suggestions for spicy and sometimes extremely explicit ..., all of which I was sure that Zac was able to perform.
was glad he would have laughed. He liked to laugh. And he liked to talk. The previous night had told him many things about himself. She recognized that she was afraid that his knee does not improve. Nessa was almost sure it was the first time expressed their fears aloud. Lucky, his friend told him that the base was a position waiting instructor. This was not, of course, the future Zac expected, but it was a future. A future
him out of the limbo that they feared. Keep it next to the men who admired and respected. That would turn it into a SEAL. Nessa
approached the window. She pulled the curtain a few inches and dropping again to see the huge figure of Dwayne up the stairs. He stood at the door with sharp ear and heart pounding at full speed. He heard the sharp sound of the bell Zac through the thin wall separating their apartments. Rang once, twice, three times, four.
Then there was silence. Nessa
waited, wondering if that guy had been or was in the courtyard ... or perhaps standing in front of your door.
And then he heard the sound of breaking glass. There was something else, a crash, and after several hard knocks, all came from the floor of Zac. Dwayne
had entered. Had appeared without permission and by the sounds he made, the scoundrel was destroying the house. Nessa
jumped up the phone and dialed 911.
There were three cars parked in the parking lot of the building. Zac
took a ten dollar bill and left the driver with crutches as fast as he could. His heart in his throat when he came rushing into the yard. The neighbors had left home and went through there, watching the police, several of which were near to his flat and Nessa. Both doors were open wide and one of the policemen entered the house of Nessa.
still with crutches, up the stairs Zac dangerously fast. If he lost his balance, would hurt badly, but he would not lose balance, curse. I had to climb the stairs.
- Nessa! He shouted. Tash!
Thomas King left the floor of Nessa.
"It's okay, boss," he said. No one injured. "But Zac did not let up the pace.
- Where are they? "In
.
came in and closed his eyes to accustom to the sudden darkness. Despite what he had told Thomas he had to see for himself that they were fine. Nessa was standing next to the kitchen, talking to a police officer. He seemed fine. Still wearing shorts and sleeveless shirt that morning. He still had hair tied in a braid. It seemed quiet.
- Where is Tasha?
She looked up and a whirlwind of emotions across her face. Zac then realized that was not as serene as it looked.
, Zachary ... Thank God. Tasha is in my office, playing with the computer. Okay, took a step towards him and then looked at the police as if he were embarrassed or did not know how to receive it.
Zac did not care who's watching. I wanted her in his arms, and wanted it at that time. Dropped the crutches and pulled her close. He closed his eyes and inhaled her sweet perfume.
"When I saw the police cars ... -No could continue. It just held her.
"Excuse me," murmured the police and discreetly passed him and disappeared through the open door of the floor. -Dwayne
wine for you, "Nessa said as he pressed hard on the waist. Dwayne
. He tightened his grip.
"Damn, I should not leave them alone. Are you sure that you are not hurt?
She pulled at him.
"I saw it coming and we stayed inside," he said. Zachary has completely destroyed your kitchen and living room. The rest of the apartment is fine. I called the police and they came before it went into the bedroom, but ...
- Is not talked to you? Do you not threatened or Tasha you?
She shook her head.
-fled when he heard police sirens. Not even aware that we were in the apartment next door. Zac
felt a rush of relief.
"Thank goodness.
Her eyes widened.
"But your living room is broken ...
"To hell with my living room. I do not mind my living room.
He looked into her eyes as she opened her beautiful lips, surprised, kissed.
was a strange kiss, a kiss that had nothing to do with the attraction and desire. Zac was not because he wanted her kissing. He kissed her because he wanted to completely dispel their fears. I wanted to be convinced without a doubt that Nessa was fine. That had nothing to do with sex and yes to the wave of emotions I had felt as he climbed the stairs.
Nessa's lips were warm, sweet and pliant beneath his. She kissed him eagerly, giving comfort and receiving at the same time.
When they finally parted, she had tears in his eyes. Wiped them away with effort and wrote an apologetic smile.
"I was scared that Dwayne will find you before you got home ...
"I can manage with Dwayne.
She looked away, but not before he saw a glimmer of skepticism in their eyes. Zac felt was tightened, full of frustration, but did not react. Why would not hesitate Nessa on its ability to defend themselves? The previous day had seen Dwayne beat him. Zac
took her hand and placed it on the outside of the jacket, just below his left arm. Nessa's face showed surprise when he noticed the unmistakable bulge of his holster.
"I can manage with Dwayne" he repeated.
"Excuse me, Lieutenant Efron ...? Zac Nessa
let go and turned to see one of the policemen at the door. It was an older man, bald and grizzled, tanned face and eyes winked permanently because of the bright sun of California. It was, obviously, the officer in charge of the investigation.
"I wanted to know if we could ask some questions, sir. Nessa
stooped to pick up his crutches. His head was spinning. A gun. Her lover had a gun. Naturally, it was logical to have one. Was likely to have a complete collection of firearms. But she had not noticed before in this detail. Or maybe did not want to think about it.
was ridiculous, really. She, who was opposed to violence and weapons of any kind, was in love with a man who not only carried a gun, but obviously knew how to use it.
whispered "Thank you, Zac, and put the crutches under his arms. He walked towards the police. I'm not sure I could say anything, "said the man. I have not seen the damage. Nessa
went after him. Thomas was out.
- Do you stay with Tasha a minute? She asked.
The boy nodded and went inside. Zac Nessa
reached when it had just entered his apartment. He stared blankly at what had been his living room. The coffee table of glass was shattered. The cabinet of the television and stereo were dumped cheap and out of the wall. The thick wooden shelves were left intact, but the TV was broken. All lamps were broken and ugly sofa tables, cracked and tatters, and the springs and the white fill became apparent.
The dining area and kitchen were in a similar state. The table and chairs were overturned and the floor of the kitchen was full of broken plates and glasses, dropped from the cabinet. The bar was open and dunk. Its contents had been scattered on the floor and mixed in a terrible jumble. Zac
I looked at everything, but did not say a word. The muscle in his jaw was moving, however, while gritting his teeth.
-Su ... friend has identified the man who entered the house by the name of Dwayne ... "Said the policeman.
"Your friend." While I watched Nessa, Zac's eyes flew a moment to it. The police could have called her neighbor, but it was obvious to everyone that was more than that. Nesa tried not to blush at the memory of a condom wrapper was still on the floor of Zac's room. Those police officers carried twenty-five minutes hanging around the house. Without doubt they had seen the packaging ... or how he had embraced Zac upon arrival. Leather police were particularly effective in deductive reasoning.
"Do not know anyone named Dwayne Zac said the officer. He unbuttoned his jacket and began to move carefully to his bedroom. Vanessa must have been wrong.
-Zachary, vi ...
He looked at her and shook the head once with an air of caution.
"Trust me" he murmured. Nessa was speechless. What was intended Zac? Dwayne knew exactly who he was, and she was not wrong.
"I appreciate you coming up here, his agent said the policeman, but I will not make any complaint.
The police felt respect for the uniform and medals Zac. Nessa noticed in her voice. But it was clear that this decision did not make him any grace.
"Lieutenant, we have four witnesses who reported seeing the man entering or leaving your home, spread his hands and pointed to the destruction around him. These injuries are not minor.
"Nobody has been injured Zac said quietly. Nessa
could not remain silent.
- What no one is hurt? He said, incredulous. Yesterday someone was injured ... She bit her lip to say no more. The previous day had sent the man to hospital Zac. Dwayne was then called, and that day was calling the same. And if Zac had stayed home that evening ... But Zac had whispered to trust him. And she trusted him. Yes, so he bit his tongue.
But his outburst had been sufficient and, for the first time since he entered the apartment, Zac showed some emotion.
"That is not going to solve this arresting pork burglary and vandalism, "he said. In fact, only make matters worse, the police looked as if he knew he was gone from the language. With great effort, erased any sign of anger on his face and, when he spoke, his voice firm and calm. As I said, I do not want to lodge a complaint, "he began to walk away, but police would not let him go.
-Lieutenant Efron, it seems that you have some kind of problem. Maybe if you talk to an inspector of the brigade ... Zac
went blank.
"Thanks, but no. Now, if you do not mind, I change my clothes and start cleaning this mess.
I do not know what is happening here "Replied the policeman, but if you just take the law into their own hands, my friend, will find a bigger problem. Zac
"Excuse me, disappeared into his bedroom and, after a moment, the police left shaking his head in exasperation. Zac Nessa
followed.
, Zachary, was Dwayne.
He was waiting at the door of the room.
"I know. Do not look well-made and closed the door to enter. After her in his arms and kissed her hard, as if trying to erase the look of confusion and fear in his face. I'm sorry I made a fool in front of the police to say you were wrong. But I did not know what else to say.
I do not understand why do not you report it, searched his face and he stared back.
"I know," he said. Thank you for trusting me despite everything, his face softened in its usual half-smile and kissed her again, more gently this time. Nessa
felt melted. The smooth touch of their cheeks as they kissed was full of sensuality, and she felt an intense wave of desire. She hugged him hard and realized that he felt the same. But Zac gently pushed her and laughed softly.
"Damn, you're very dangerous. I have cuteness you.
- Mono?
-Withdrawal "He explained. Some guys have mono travel, can not stay long in one place. I've had friends who were parachuting monkey who can not spend more than a couple of days without skip-walked to his locker, leaned his crutches against the wall and turned to smile again. And it seems that I have a serious monkey Vanessa Hudgens-her voice became even softer and velvety. I can not spend more than an hour or two without wanting to make love.
spanning desire to Nessa became denser, hotter. "I have mono you." Those words were not very romantic. However, when Zac had said them with his voice hoarse, his eyes full of fire liquid and half-smile that incredibly sexy ... had been. That was pure romance.
He pulled away. He seemed to know that if he looking well, Nessa end up in their arms and return to bed. And there was no time for that, that was nice. Thomas was in his apartment, taking care of Natasha. And Nessa was still awaiting an explanation.
- Why did not you lodge a complaint? He asked again. He sat on the bed and watched as he removed his jacket and carefully hung in the closet. Zac looked at her. His eyes had a serious expression and his smile was gone.
"I saw Sharon said. He wore a white shirt and black nylon straps his holster visibly highlighted. Unbuttoned his sleeve and threw it, gun included, on the bed beside her. Nessa
could not avoid looking at the gun, which had fallen a few inches from it. Zac handled it as naturally as if it were a deadly weapon, able to reap the life of a human being with only a slight effort.
"It is true that he owes money to Dwayne. Says he borrowed five grand when he left home, a couple of months, one leg approached the bed and sat beside him. Bending down, took off his shoes and socks. Unbuttoned shirt hinted his muscular chest and tan. But even Nessa that was enough to distract from the gun he had thrown on the bed.
"Please ..., I would prefer to set aside that," she interrupted.
He looked up and down then look into the gun holster. "Sorry
picked up the gun and laid it on the floor, away from her. I should have guessed that you do not like guns.
"Not that I dislike. It is that hatred.
"I have very good aim. Or had it. I'm a bit out of practice. And I know the weapons so well that lying if I said I hate them. Also be lying if I told you I feel safer taking it. What I hate is that the weapons falling into the hands inadequate.
"In my opinion, all hands are inadequate. The weapons should be eradicated from the face of the earth.
"But there," said Zac. It's too late to wish that away.
"But it is not to impose restrictions on its use," she said eagerly.
-A legal use, "he added, his voice also strongly stained. Who can use them legally. But people should not use them, the criminals, bad people and terrorists, "those always find a way to get them, whatever the laws say. And while they may have weapons, I may have one.
His jaw was tense and a hard look at a glittering blue fire. In that case they were on opposite sides, and Nessa certainly knew it was so unlikely that Zac will be persuaded by their arguments as she for him.
shook his head, as if suddenly felt disbelief.
"I can not believe I ... "Turned away from him, stunned by the words he had been about to say out loud. "I can not believe I'm in love with a man carrying a weapon." Zac
touched her, gently lifted his hand and clasped his fingers. He had guessed what she had been about to say.
"We are very different, eh?
She nodded. Afraid to look into his eyes, afraid also to guess the rest of his thoughts.
He smiled wryly.
- What do you think of abortion? What about the death penalty?
Nessa smiled, much to his regret.
"Do not ask, no doubt his views were completely opposite also in those cases.
'I like it that way, "he said calmly. I like that you do not agree with everything I think.
She looked at him.
"Surely we belong to opposing political parties.
- How bad is it?
"Our votes will cancel each other.
-democracy in action.
Zac's eyes were softer, liquid instead of sidewalks. Nessa felt I began to drown in your blue. Zac was not the only one who had mono, withdrawal syndrome. She leaned toward him and kissed him. Increased hands open her shirt, touched her bare skin and that feeling made them both moan.
But when she was about to surrender when he was willing to lie in bed with him, Zac pulled away with an effort. Labored breathing and the fire of his eyes was unmistakable. As much as she wanted her to him. Might be addicted to it, but he also had a strong will.
"We have to get out of here," he said. Dwayne coming back, and Tasha and I do not want you here when you arrive. "I still
not understand why you have not reported, "said Nessa. The fact that your sister owes money does not entitle you to break you home.
Zac got up and took off his shirt. The crumpled and tossed into the corner over his mountain of dirty clothes.
"His name is Dwayne Bell said. And it is a career criminal. Drugs, stolen goods, trafficking in arms ... Is into all sorts of things. And win a million bucks a year for being kind to whom you owe money.
looked at her as she unbuttoned and removed his pants. Nessa knew not to look. It was not very polite to watch a man in his underwear, but I could not look away.
-Sharon lived with him for about four months, continued Zac. He went leaping to their backpacks and began to rummage inside. During that time, it worked for him. He says Dwayne knows things about her enough to cause real problems. If you stopped by something as insignificant as a burglary, make a deal with the police and denounce her for drug trafficking, and that she would end up in jail. Nessa
closed his eyes for a moment.
"Oh, no.
"Yes.
"So what are we doing?
He found a pair of relatively clean shorts and went to bed. He sat down and put them on.
"Let's get you out and you Tasha here. Then I come back to settle things with Dwayne. - To settle things with Dwayne?
, Zachary ...
He had returned to his feet. He spent the holster by the arm and fastened it on bare skin.
"Do me a favor. Tash sees room and pick up your swimsuit and a couple of changes of clothes, bent over, grabbed one of their backpacks and threw empty. Nessa
picked it up, but did not move.
, Zachary ...
He began to look in your closet, back to her, and pulled out an old shirt in olive green fatigues, with the sleeves cut off and frayed edges. Put it on. It was large and was left almost all the buttons fastened. Hid his gun, but allowed to access it easily. Could remove it if necessary when he had to deal with Dwayne. Unless, of course, that his first take out Dwayne. Fear Nessa's throat closed. Zac
turned to look.
"Come on, Vanessa. Please. And then gets a few things from you in a bag.
She felt a twinge of anger, hotter and sharper than his fear.
"Funny, I remember you asked me to go with you. Even told me where you go.
-Lucky has a cabin in the mountains, fifty miles east of San Felipe. I'll call and see if we can use the house some days.
Lucky. That of his former unit. Your friend. There were more than friends. They were ... What do they call them? Dive Buddies.
"I'm asking for help," he continued calmly. Need you with me while I take care of Tasha ...
"While Dwayne fix things," she concluded, exasperated. You know I'll help you, Zachary. But I do not know if I want to go hide in a cabin, shook his head. Why not seek a place where we let Tasha safe? We could ... I do not know, maybe take it home to my mother. Then you could go with when you go to see Dwayne.
-No. Impossible. Absolutely not. "She was furious.
I do not want to do this alone .- Zac laughed reluctantly.
- Do you expect to keep Dwayne try to re-kick my ass? Are you going to drop a sermon about nonviolence? Or will you try to use positive reinforcement to teach manners, eh? Nessa
felt himself blush.
"No, I ...
-Dwayne Bell is a son of a bitch, "said Zac. It does not belong to your world ... nor you yours. And I make sure it stays that way.
She crossed her arms over her chest and squeezed elbows so he could see that his hands trembled with anger.
- And which of these two worlds, you belong? "Zac was silent a moment.
-A either, "said finally, unable to look in the eye. I'm in limbo, remember?
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