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Miley POV

We were sitting around a little table at a cafe, having ice cream for dessert, just talking about anything and everything, still wearing our green, red and blue shirts. At the moment we were on the topic of weird things that's happened to us since joining the business. Joe and I had free lunch bought for us by Nick and Kevin and were now enjoying our free ice cream. Mmm, life was good.

"So Miley, what's the weirdest thing that's happened to you lately?" Kevin asked.

I had to think about that one for a while. "Umm...There are so many!" I laughed. "Well, about a month ago, I got an offer from Playboy."

"What?!" Nick choked on his ice cream and the others cracked up.

"Are you serious?" Joe asked, his mouth now hanging open a little.

I nodded, blushing a little. "Yeah. Now that was weird."

"So they just called you up out of the blue?" Kevin prompted. Seems they wanted all the details.

I cocked my head, thinking back to my conversation on the phone that day. "Yeah, kind of. I had heard some rumours that they wanted me, but I never thought they would actually ask me because I'm so young. But it seems that they changed their minds when I turned seventeen." I took another bite of my ice cream. "So this lady called me up one afternoon and said she was from Playboy and that Hugh Hefner really wanted me in the magazine."

"You're kidding," Nick said, staring at me in shock.

"Nope. She offered me a ridiculous amount of money and I felt so embarrassed! I would never take all my clothes off for a magazine!" I cracked up to hide my blush, but when I looked at Nick I saw that his cheeks were way redder than mine.

"Wow," Joe said, shaking his head. "To imagine our little Miley taking it all off for Playboy."

"Hey, don't go imagining anything Joe," Nick said with a threatening tone in his voice and my eyebrows shot into the air.

"Ooooo, looks like someone doesn't want to share," Joe countered and I didn't know if I was supposed to feel flattered or embarrassed.

"Shut up."

Umm, time to change the subject. I took the last bite of my ice cream and looked at the building clouds outside. "You guys wanna come to my place? It looks like it's gonna rain."

"Can't. I got a hot date tonight," Joe said with a wink at us.

"And I told Mom I'll fix the sink for her," Kevin added, so I looked at Nick expectantly.

"I'll come," he said with a shrug and I smiled.

"Great. Let's go." Kevin and Nick paid the bill and we went our separate ways, but both parties were intercepted by paparazzi. Nick and I just kept walking, ignoring the questions about whether we were together again. When we reached my car, I threw the keys to him. "You're driving."

"Thanks." He smiled and got into the driver's seat, me next to him, and off we went to my place just as little drops of rain started falling.

***

"This sucks," Braison announced, staring down at the scrabble board.

"Yeah," Noah agreed.

"You just say that because you're losing," I taunted and my brother sent me a look which I ignored.

"Yeah whatever, I'm gonna go watch TV."

"Me too," said Noah and off they went, to my amusement. I looked over at Nick, sitting across from me on the carpet in my living room, on the other side of the board.

"You ready to get beaten again?" I asked and he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Not this time, little girl." He looked down at his tiles in thought for a while, then a smile crossed his face. He picked up some of them and spelled out 'hard' on the board.

I looked down at my own tiles in thought, then spelt out 'fast.' Ha! Wait a second... I looked at the two words again and suddenly felt a blush creep to my cheeks. I looked up to see him blushing too, but that didn't stop him. He thought for a while, then spelt 'hot.'

I couldn't help but giggle at that one. "Oh it's on now," I said to him and he winked back at me.

'Skin.'

'Touch.'

'Bite.'

'Kiss.'

By now I was feeling a little warm, despite the cool weather we were having and I heard Nick clear his throat a few times and pull at the collar of his shirt. Haha! But I kept looking at the last word he had spelt out and couldn't help but want to do exactly that. But an evil smile came to my lips at what I saw in my tiles. This one should give him a bit of a shock.

'Grind.'

And it did exactly that. His eyes widened and he glanced up at me for a second before returning his gaze to his tiles, but not before I could see the look in his eyes. I knew he was getting a bit hot and bothered, just like I was.

'Thrust.' Now it was my turn to clear my throat. God this was erotic.

"I give up," I said after a minute, giving a nervous little giggle and moving to sit on the carpet with my back against the couch.

"Me too." He ran his fingers through his hair and came to sit next to me. Too close if you ask me. His shoulder was brushing against mine and the heat radiating from his skin was really distracting. And kind of hard to resist.

"So, that was umm..."

"Erotic?"

I gave another nervous little giggle. "I was gonna say interesting, but that works too."

There was a minute of silence in which I was trying to get myself under control. I've never wanted to kiss anyone this badly before and it was driving me insane. I felt like I had to say something to break the silence, so I turned my head towards him just as he turned his towards me, opening his mouth to say something, but pausing at our close proximity.

"I, umm..." I tried, but I couldn't come up with anything. My eyes jumped to his lips for a second before I could stop myself and I wanted to smack myself for doing so. It only made me want him more.

"You shouldn't tempt me like this Miley," he whispered after a moment, looking into my eyes, but not before I saw him glance down at my lips too.

"I'm sorry," I whispered back, but not daring to move away from him. "I didn't mean to." I shivered when his hand lifted and he traced my jaw with his fingertips. "God Nick, you're killing me."

"Maybe we can..." he started after a while, but didn't finish his sentence.

"We can what?" I was so distracted by his fingers as they moved down my neck.

"Get it out of our systems." Oh God, why did he have to go and say that? I would never be able to stop myself now. Not that I wanted to.

"This is a bad idea," I barely managed to get out, but found my tongue darting out to lick my lips.

"I know."

But that didn't stop us. His hand buried itself in my hair and he pulled me closer and before I knew it, his lips were a breath away from mine. He didn't move further though. He was waiting for me to do something, in case I didn't want to. What he didn't know was that I wanted this more than anything.

So I leaned in the rest of the way and felt my top lip touch his so softly I almost couldn't feel it, but we didn't kiss yet. I glanced into his half-open eyes one last time, before letting my eyelids drop closed, and pressed my lips against his.

It was like fireworks went off in my head and an electric current shot through my body at the contact. All my walls came crumbling down as he brushed his lips against mine, ever so softly. The breath I didn't even know I was holding was exhaled as I slowly lifted my hands and put one at the back of his neck, the other on his upper arm, his warmth seeping into my skin.

I didn't protest when he pressed his lips a little harder against mine, deepening the kiss. A tear slid down my cheek and I didn't know what it was from. Probably from the overwhelming emotions I felt at finally getting to feel his lips against mine again. I had waited so long for this and I couldn't stop. Couldn't get myself to pull away.

Not that he wanted to. He moved his head to the side for better access and I pulled myself closer to him, pressing my chest against his. My heart was racing and I was starting to wonder if I might have a heart attack, but I didn't care when I felt the moist tip of his tongue on my top lip, begging for entrance, which I granted wholeheartedly.

I parted my lips and our tongues met in the sweetest collision, moving in perfect harmony, just the way it used to. His taste was so sweet and the silent groan coming from him vibrated in my chest, just fuelling my fire more.

I found myself being lowered onto my back on the carpet and his hard body covering mine, his large hand finding mine and interlacing our fingers. Our palms still fit together perfectly, just like our bodies, as if we were made for one another.

A soft moan of desire escaped my lips and before I could stop myself, my mind wandered back to that night over a year ago. His hands on my naked skin, touching and caressing in all the right places. My nails scratching down his back as he kissed and sucked my neck... That snapped me out of it and I gave a little gasp against his lips.

"We should stop," I said softly and pulled back a little to look into his eyes, seeing understanding reflected there, as well as desire. He dropped his forehead to mine and gave a soft sigh.

"I know. I just wish I could make it stop."

"Make what stop?" I asked, running my fingers through his curly hair as I tried to regain my breath.

He lifted his head to look into my eyes, brushing the back of his fingers over my hot cheek. "Make myself stop wanting you."

I slowly shook my head. "I never want you to stop wanting me," I declared truthfully and a soft smile crossed his lips.

"Don't worry. I'll never stop," came his soft whisper. Then he slowly pushed himself off me and sat up, pulling me up with him. He then rubbed a hand over his face and took a deep breath. "I should go, before I do something stupid."

I wanted to beg him to stay and do whatever he wanted, but I knew I shouldn't. "I'll take you home," I offered, getting up.

"No, I'll walk, it's just down the street." He got up too and gave me a genuine smile, which I returned. Thank God this didn't spoil our friendship. Well, so far anyway.

"It's raining Nick."

He nodded. "I know. I just need to cool down a bit." He winked at me and I felt myself blushing.

"Okay." I walked him to the sliding door leading to outside. He usually came in this way when we were together, and this time we were avoiding my parents seeing our swollen lips and glazed over eyes. That would be embarrassing. I pulled the glass door open and leaned against the wall next to it, watching Nick as he put on his jacket. Then his eyes were on me and he gave a little smile.

"Bye Miley." I didn't stop him when he quickly leaned in and pecked my lips. Then he was gone and I sighed. There was no way in hell I would be able to sleep tonight, so I immediately ran over to my room and grabbed my phone, calling Mandy.

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