Leon let out a tired sigh as he pulled the Skyline to a vacent spot near the beach, he'd just got back from a particular nasty meeting with Walter, and he still had no look with his sister, she was avoiding and ignoring him and he couldnt blame her. He had been nothing but a compleate ass to her since she had come from Miami, but he had to try. He needed to get his head from out of his ass.

He slammed the car door shut and after locking made his way down to the sand, there was however though one person he couldnt get out of his head, and it wasnt Chris. No it was Nessa, the one person who had all but trampled on his heart and ran out of it without so much as a reason. He had thought he was over it, done with the pain that he had gone through when she was left, he had thought wrong, really wrong.

He had spotted her working in one of the jewlers, he hadnt realized it was her at first, so he had stopped, looked closer, and there had been no mistaking it, she was exactly the same as she had been the last time he had seen her. Ever since his mind had been spinning, he had been a compleate mess and he had yelled at anyone who even loked at him the wrong way.

With an angry sigh he rested agasint the railings seperating the beach from the walk, his dark gaze locked on the sea in front of him.

It had been a long day, practice was at 7am. It had taken some getting used to again, the fact that there were two 7 oclocks in the day. God she loved it though, she was paid for the sport she loved. Heaven help anyone who claimed cheering wasn't a sport, Leon had tried that once.

Leon, she never had gotten over him. She'd been going to look him up when she got back a few months ago. Only to find a beautiful dark haired woman kissing him goodbye at the door. She knew then he was the one, because even after all this time it hurt her.

Glancing down at her car she sighed, it really was a masterpiece of machinery. Beautifully painted fading from orange to bronze and yet what it was lacking was essential right now. Boot space, Dara and Deanna had taken her shopping. They'd had lunch at the beach and the other girls were about to head out.

Dara: Girl whoever he is it's his loss.

Deanna: Lamar, was totally into you anyway so why settle for someone regular.

Nessa: He was not, besides i've never done regular. I'll see you girls at practice tommorrow.

Watching as her friends pulled away, her ice blue eyes remained on them until the car was nothing more than a spec in the distance. Slipping off her sandals she allowed her toes to dig into the grainy surface beneath her. The heat comforting her cramped feet.

Raising small tanned hands to the hem of her fitted white shirt she raises it up over her head, exposing flat toned abs and generous cleavage hidden beneath a gold halterneck bikini top.

Settling her maxim worthy body on a lounger she slips down a pair of aviator shades over her ice blue eyes. She's only there a few minutes before a shadow falls across her form.

Nessa: Do you mind? your in my light?

Leon looked down eyes wide as he realzied who was beneath him, he had thought his mind was playing tricks on him, that thinking about her was somehow going to turn any woman who sounded like her into her, but there was no mistaken the body that was laid on the lounger beneath him, he swallowed, not sure what to say, or actually if he could.

"Nessa"Was all he managed to get out, he shook his head, still not beliving it, half of him wanted to turn away and run like he had done the time he had seen her in the jewlers, the other half of him wanted to go to her and kiss her like all the times he had before, and then there was a small part of him that wanted to shake her until she told him why the hell she had left in the first place.

She hesitated, so sure her mind was playing tricks on her. She wasn't ready for this, if she wanted to speak to him she'd have done it on her terms. Pushing the aviators up onto her head and into her long dark locks. Half squinting up toward the railings, the sudden influx of light temporarily blinding her.

Sucking her bottom lip between her teeth, there was no mistaking that voice. She'd heard it everyday for so long, up until two years ago. It had been moving too fast, everything was too perfect, so she ran. Funny right, a female with commitment issues.

Blinking twice she could finally focus, damn he looked just as good as he had when she left. Even better than when he'd seen him kissing goodbye to that tramp. Said tramp had found her not long after and warned her off ever approaching 'her man'. She'd been so tempted to quote those Toni Braxton lyrics to the annoying chit. She'd have been lying though, he was more than man enough for her and any one else she'd bet.

Her heart raced, hell even her palms were beginning to sweat. He must have one hell of a view from that angle she mused to herself.

Nessa: Hey Leon.

She watched the play of emotions across his face, the hurt, the anger, even the lust. She shook her head, there was no way she was going to be played like that. He must know he still affected her but she wouldn't be used and thrown away as some kind of revenge. He wasn't hers any more, he belonged to someone else.

Leon swallowed, trying to hide the pain he was sure had flashed across his face, seeing her again, in the fleash, this close, it brought back so many memories, memories he had tried to force away with Chris, but he had lost her to, he bit the inside of his lip and shifted away from the railing, half wanting to turn and run just like she did, but he didnt, instead he walked arund the railings and moved to stand closer to her.

Bad idea, she looked so good, better then he remembered before, his gaze wondered over her body and he made a small sound of appreciation as he took her head. "Nessa"He stated again, not liking how low and husky his voice had become, damn her for the effect she had on her.

"what are you doing in LA"

God, she could orgasm from that voice alone. His sex voice, she knew each of his voices so well. He used this one when he wanted something or rather someone. It still affected her, her eyes darkened with need, it made her want to pull the shades back down so she could hide it.

Two could play at this game he seemed to want to play. He had a girl, a possessive jealous girl who had been very vocal when telling Vanessa to back the hell off. Cracking open a bottle of water and raising it to her full pouty lips she takes a small sip. Deliberately allowing some of the water to slip back out of her lips.

She watches his eyes, as he watches the water droplet slip down her chin to her neck from her neck down the valley of her breasts. She raised a brow.

Nessa: I thought that was obvious, i'm tanning.

She is very familiar with the look he's giving her now, eyes half cut, no trace of amusement on his face. She sighs and flicks her long mane of hair back into place.

Nessa: I work round here Leon, i'm sorry if thats a problem but i can't exactly ask for a transfer. Asking the Lakers to move out of LA just isn't done Le.

Leon swallowed back the arsoul, oh she was playing a very dangerous game and she knew it, his gaze darkened deeply with lust as he watched her, gaze watching every single last movment. He had spent many nights memorizing her body, through sex and cuddling. He stepped closer towards her, dropping down onto the sand next to her.

He fought the urge to lean over, take her into his arms and just ravige her, instead he turned his gaze away from her, the Lakers, so she finally made her dream, he nodded hsi head. "Not a problem"He shrugged, lie. It was, a very big problem, now he knew she was back and he had seen her he knew he'd see her at every turn, he couldnt do that, he couldnt spend his life without her in his arms, having her close yet so far away.

Did he have to lay so close, she could almost reach out and drag her fingers across the stubble covered chiseled jawline. Her hands practically itched to feel his cut abs beneath them once more. His shirt had rode up slightly leaving exposed to her eye those oh so tempting abs and the trail of hair that drew her eye downward.

She caught herself before she actually stared, hoping to which ever deity happened to be listening that he hadn't seen. Raising her eyes back to his she tilts her head to one side giving him an inviting view of the neck he used to kiss so ardently.

It was only as the heat beat down on her shoulders she realised she'd forgotten to apply her sunscreen. It was all she could do not to smirk. Her bag just happen to be close to Leon's lap. As she leaned across for the bag it briefly entered her mind that this may very well backfire.

What if she couldn't help herself the need to touch him, feel his smooth skin was almost too much to bare. She slipped on soft slender hand onto his abs to steady herself she lied to herself. Her face was only inches away from his lap, her breath tickled the exposed skin where his tshirt had rode up.

Ever so slowly she pulled back bag in hand. Breaking the contact with him had been so hard, that was until memories of that woman had flashed through her mind. and still despite that a heat still pooled between her legs.

She looked overly concerned about what was in her bag. In truth she just didn't want him to notice the flushed appearance of her skin. Even their brief contact was enough to have her on edge. Hand closing around the suntan lotion. Squirting a single squirt onto her long toned right leg. She purred in satisfaction as the cool liquid hit warm skin.

It was a noise Leon knew so well, tantalisingly slowly she began to rub the lotion into her bronze skin.

Nessa: So how are things for you Le?

Leon swallowed she was so close, he fought the urge to kiss her, to pull her to him, she was teasing him, she could see it in her eyes, the way she had looked at him, leaning over delibratly, but damn if it didnt feel good, his abbs twitching under her touch, reacting the way he had those many years ago.

He growled low in his throw, dark gaze filled with lust as he followed the movments with his eyes. it took a second for her question filted her mind, but it finally did, and he snaped his gaze up to her light eyes, a slow lazy smirk crossed hsi features, leaning forward, he brushed a hand over her leg, fingers kneeding into her flesh as he easily brushed her hands away.

His hand was slick with lotion, as his fingers trailed upwards, and by the intake of breath, the slight flush on her cheeks he knew she hadnt been immune to her own move. He laughed softly, shaking his head, realizing he had yet to answer her question.

His fingers stilled his hands on her legs, fingers light agasint her inner thigh, he shifted, bringing his hand downwards ensuring he had rubbed the lotion in all the way, he knew how much she hated it drying on its own.

"Things have been" He hesitated, what could he tell her, that the day he had seen her he had run right back to the Fort and hooked up with the first woman he had seen in attempt to hide his feelings, that said woman turned out to he a physco who attempted to kill his sister.

"Things have been bad"He finally settled on saying, in truth that was a major understatment, things were far from bad. He lifted his gaze back up to her and smiled half heartdly.

As his hands expertly ran across her legs it was all she could do to choke back the moan that was bubbling in her throat. She fought her natural instinct to lean into his touch. Had this been two years ago on a section of the beach this secluded neither would have held back. It would have been a case of race you to the water for a 'swim'.

This wasn't two years ago though, things change. For one Leon had a girl, a beautiful tantalising girl. One who under different circumstances... NO she shook that thought from her head. That would not make this any easier nor would it make the circumstances different.

Instead Nessa decided to rake her sky blue eyes across the form of a scantily clad female. She did it openly knowing Leon could see precisely what she was checking out. All the while she was trying to ignore the ministrations he was treating her leg too.

Whilst he traced finger tip patterns on her inner thigh, Nessa fought with her breathing trying to keep it calm and regular. Not ragged and desperate like it wanted to become. She heard his response just as she squirted some lotion onto her other leg.

Her eyes awash with concern she gave a sympathetic smile. God she didn't want to feel sympathy for him, he was trying to play with her. Trying to use her as some sort of cheap sex toy while his girl was at home. That wasn't the Leon she remembered but why else would he be doing this when he was going home to what appeared to be a playboy centrefold.

Nessa: I'm sorry to hear that Le, is Faye ok?

Leon followed her gaze, tearing his gaze away from the woman she was obviously checking out, with the woman lying under his hand, there was nothing, or knowone who would compare to her. He tore his gaze away from the sand and back to her, and shook his head. "Physically she's fine" He muttered with a deep sigh, all he wanted to do was take her into his arms and just forget, but he doubted she would let him do it.

He finally pulled his hand from her leg, dark gaze turning to her, he licked his lips and sighed. "Things are fucked up Nessa" he admitted "real messed up" And he had no idea what to do or how to make it any better.

As she'd asked the question she'd been rubbing the lotion into her other leg. Her body practically humming from Leon's very innocent attention. Inwardly she cursed her body for still reacting to him. She wanted to make sure he thought about her when he went to bed with his girl tonight.

It was sad and petty but her ego demanded she be the focus of his attention. Then in amongst all this selfish musing a half whisper cut across the thoughts.... Physically she's fine. That meant mentally or emotionally there was something wrong with Faye.

She heard the tired sigh that slipped from his lips, the desperation in his speech that he tried to hide. Before finally she heard the admittance, everything was messed up. He was sat perched on the side of her lounger.

A postion he'd taken up whilst teasing the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. She felt sympathy wash over her as he turned his back to her. Elbows planted on his knees, head in his hands and fingers buried in his hair.

Part of her wanted to give him comfort and the selfish part of her missed the feel of him. Missed the contact, any contact, God she was desperate. Both problems where settled with one single solution. She shifted herself to sit behind him, wrapping her legs around his waist to make herself comfortable.

Her dainty feet rested in his lap, occasionally not so accidentally grazing across forbidden territory. Her chin rested lightly on his right shoulder, her right hand ran up and down his right arm. Her left hand made comforting circles on his neck from hairline to shoulder and back again. Her chest pressed flush against his back.

Nessa: You know you can talk to me right? You know whatever you've done to upset Faye will blow over right?

As she spoke her breath played about his neck and ear. She leant into his slightly trying to offer some sort of comfort pressing her cheek to his neck the crown of her head against his jaw

Leon all but tensed when her legs wrapped around his body, head resting on his shoulder, she had done this so many times in the past to sooth him and memories came shooting back, he groaned, head rolling back, her hair brushing agasint his cheek. Her breath was hot agasint his neck as she spoke.

"Why does everyone think iv done something"He questioned, voice still low, she was doing things to him he hadnt felt in a very long time and he just wanted to forget, but he knew, with her here, now, this way, there'd be no way he could, not now,not ever. He sighed at his own stupid question, Faye got pissed it was either him or at the time Tristan, he chuckled darkly, fingers clenching in his lap at the thought of what had been happening lately.

"SOmeone tried to kill her"He stated, that someone happened to be the woman he had wanted to be with, had used to get over the woman wrapped around him. He growled tightly, the sound rumbling low in his chest, vibrtaing through her arms. "I fucked up" He left out the mental again, but he knew she'd catch it.

Nevermind feeling the rumbling words through her arms, the vibrations went straight through her chest. From where her chest was pressed flush against his back, the vibrations gave such delicious sensations.

She shook her head as if that would shake those oh so tempting thoughts from her mind. Thoughts of him pulling her around him, so she was straddling his lap instead of hugging his back. Thoughts of him burying his head in her cleavage as opposed to in his hands. The thoughts of his sighs transformed into moans.

No matter how hard she shook her head those erotic thoughts continued to plague her. Right up until the moment he said someone had tried to kill Faye. She stopped her gentle ministrations, her entire body tensed she knew he could feel the change just as surely as she could feel the heat of his skin seeping through his shirt.

She wanted to cuff him upside the head for thinking he could control other people. She wanted to hug him close for feeling responsible. She wanted to run to her friend, make sure she was still whole. She wasn't even sure if she'd be welcome, she'd hurt them both pretty bad. Leon seemed to have gotten over it. Who knows maybe Faye would have too.

Nessa: Le, you can't blame yourself for what other people do. You must have been terrified though, so must she. Maybe she just needs time to come to grips with her own mortality.

Vanessa's mind was taken back to that day. The day she rolled her car, damn thing blew up moments after she pulled herself out.

Leon all but laughed, couldnt blame himself for it, of course he could, he hadnt been there to protect her, like he was ment to, she was his baby sister, she was his responsibilty, he should have looked after her better, kept her safe. He had failed. His sister had almost left him because he hadnt been there. Walter had. He shook hsi head in mild annoyance, resting his hands on top of hers.

"Im tired"He admited, and it would only be her he addmited it to, she had been back in his prescence less then ten minuets and he was already letting her in, his walls comeing down around her so easily, he hsifted, well as much as he could do with her legs wrapped around his body, his arm brushed her chest and his dark gaze sought her lighter ones.

His hand lifting to brush a strand of hair away from her face, lingering there for a second, he wanted to lean in, to kiss her, to take her right there hard and fast, the way he knew she liked it, his breath hitched at the thought, eyes darken as he moved forward, lips barely touching hers. "I miss you" He addmitted freely.

Every nerve ending felt like it was on fire, her body yearned to be closer too him. The slightest of touches was setting her heart racing so much so she would swear he could feel it through her chest.

As his arm skimmed across the surface of her chest her heart was nearly in her mouth. At his admission that he was tired, she wanted to wrap him in her arms let him use her chest as a pillow and sleep his problems away. She hated the sympathy she felt for him, she hated how easily he could come back into her life and turn it upside down.

Then his lips grazed across hers and he said those words she wanted so desperately to hear when she first came back. That she may have believed if she hadn't seen the woman he went home too. All thoughts of that woman however didn't stop her from accepting what she wanted.

Those supple, capable lips were upon hers with no need for an invitation. She hesitated only for a moment, in that moment she found herself flipped. Now she was pressed chest to chest, straddling his hips. Strong hands running up and down the bare skin of her back.

His hand played with the tie strap of her bikini top and playfully she slapped it away. His laughter was like music to her ears, it had been so long since she'd heard it. Pressed forehead to forehead, god she was stupid for allowing it to go this far.

She was so stupid for trying to play him at his own game. If she'd been cold and distant then maybe she wouldn't be about to do this right here. Light eyes stared deeply into dark ones. her voice no more than a breath.

Nessa: I missed you,

Suddenly without even feeling her body move she'd pressed her lips more firmly to his, sucking his bottom lip inbetween her teeth and lightly tugging on it. As she released his lip her tongue swept across the injured skin. Begging entrance to the hot mouth that lay behind them

Leon never thought he would have this moment again, to have her in his arms, ready and waiting as his lips worked agasint hers, fingers grazing the delicate skin of her back, she slapped him away and he couldnt help the laugh that escaped his lips. This was their game, he'd seduce her, then she'd act as if it wasnt what she wanted, when they both knew it was. She pulled away and he was about to protest, hsi hands tight agasint her back, she couldnt run now, not now, not when he had her back where he wanted her, where he needed her.

Her wordse sent a wide smile straight across his face, she missed him, he kissed her back just as forcefully, excpeting her tongue into his mouth where they both fought for domience, his tongue reminding itself of every contour, before sucking her bottom lip between his teeth, grazzing it just enough to hurt. With strong firm hands he lifted, grasping her butt, he stood, before gently placing her back down on the lounger, his body looming above hers, hands braced at the side of her head.

"I dont want to be alone night" He muttered into the crook of her neck, and he didnt, he was slowly loosing his mind, it had been happening so slowly he had hardly saw it happening, his time in Lompoc though had increased it incredibly, this woman, the one writhing under his hands had been the only thing keeping him sane. HIs lips sought every part of her neck, reminiding himself of every innocent spot, the soft skin under his skin amazing, fingers grazing the skin of her stomach.

He'd turned the tables on her, from this position on her back it was so hard to maintain any control. That's what it always was with them. The game, the fight for control, unless of course Nessa was asking him too...

She would not think about those times now, but even that thought was only in her mind briefly before being replaced by another erotic image of past couplings. The women they'd shared and the places they'd been intimate. so many memories assailed her mind that she couldn't help respond to his every slightest touch.

The time under the pier, when she'd bit into his shoulder to stop her screams of pleasure disturbing the families above them. A low throated moan left her lips as he captured that sweet spot on her neck right next to her collarbone.

There was the time on the desk in the office of the garage he worked at while his boss was away and only Leon was in, they'd almost been caught by a customer that day. Her back arched into his touch as his fingers deftly trailed down her toned stomach. Another heady needy moan left her lips.

Nessa: I don't think i've ever known you to be alone at night Le

Leon's own memories were racing through his mind, spurged on by her moans, they were so open, but then, it was what they were used to, they had done it any where they could, the more likely they were to get caught making it all the more fun. He smirked, sinking his teeth gently into her sensitive spot just above her collor bone. "Then you left"He mumbled agasint her skin.

He had never been alone with her, before the skanks had never made it through the night, she had though, she had warmed his bed for so long,untill one day she wasnt there any more. He trailed his tongue over the place he had bitten moments ago, he didnt want her to leave, he couldnt face not seeing her again, touching, tasting. His own moan broke fourth at the sheer thought of what he was going to do to her, he wanted to ravage her, yet draw it out, he wanted her weak beneath him, begging for compleation.

Everything was so perfect, so like it used to be. Her hair damp with the sweat they were slowly working up. Her eyes a cobalt blue darken with need and desire. Her lips enticingly swollen as she lay panting beneath him. Breasts heaving with the strain of trying to keep from flipping him over and taking all of him.

Her mind hazed over with lust her voice low and breathy as she moaned his name. His fingers on her taut stomach, tantalisingly close to where she truly needed them.

Nessa: Leon, please.

The rational part of her mind was fighting back now, The haze fell from her eyes as she realised what was about to happen. She was about to allow herself to be taken on the beach as a one time thing. Like a cheap skank by a man who had a woman waiting for him at home.

She fought to keep the tears from her eyes as this realisation set in. Her murmurings earlier had spurred him on, he must have been thinking she was easy. His hand now toyed with the edge of her shorts, fingertips grazing the skin that lay beneath.

Nessa: Leon, please...

His hand continued it's travelling, until she pushed against his strong shoulders causing him to look up. Fear, self hatred and pain in her big pale eyes.She choked out her next words

Nessa: Please stop.

As he sat back slightly he gave her the opening she was looking for. She slipped out from beneath him, snatching up her things not even bothering to put her shoes on. The lithe brunette was never very good with confrontations with people she loved. So she did what she did best she ran. She ran and didn't stop until she was safely locked inside her car hidden behind the dark tinted windows. Then she allowed herself to rest her forehead against the steering wheel damn she was going to need a cold shower