Author's Note, MUST READ THIS! The rating was changed to R! for a reason. There is sexual stuff, and I don't want anyone to read it and get offend, so I'm telling you before hand. So I warned you, if your okay with it, please do read; otherwise please don't!>>

Mia's POV:
"Well if being a princess is so great, what's wrong with being siblings with Lilly?" I giggled.
"Nothing, it's just she puts her nose in other peoples business when she shouldn't. I mean come on she abandoned, you to go on vacation with her boyfriend."He replied laughing too.
"But think about it right now. Would we be together if she wouldn't have?"
"Probably not, we'd both being thinking the other pulled a sick joke on the other."
"Exactly. So you owe her. We both do. So you wouldn't trade her for a different sister if you could?"
"Nope. I think having someone else as my sister might be a bore actually. She's always getting into some kind of trouble. It's good to have her around. Keeps the attention off me."
After the dinner Michael did the most wonderful thing. The horse rides, most people only think are for tourist, but I kind of secretively have always wanted to go on one. But the weird thing about it was I never told Michael about it, or anyone that I know of.

Michael's POV:
Alright so I did what I've secretively have wanted to do for a long time. One of those carriage rides. But I did it with Mia thinking, she'll think it's romantic (hopefully fingers crossed). I know it sounds gay to want to go on these carriage rides around Central park, but I mean I've lived in New York my whole life. It's something I think I should get to do too, not just tourists. Plus it gave me a reason to snuggle up with Mia, and not have people being like get a room. Not that I wouldn't mind getting a room with her.

After the carriage ride I took her home and we decided to watch some more movies. She made me watch Pretty Woman, she made me watch all of it. No making out, no nothing.

Mia's POV:
After, watching Pretty Woman, which Michael heartily agreed to watch with me. But I think he thought we would make out or something but we didn't! I wanted to see what he thought! See if he could enjoy the things I do without making out to make them enjoyable.
"What did you think?" I asked after he turned off the DVD player, and TV.
"Very good movie. I must admit, for a chick flick it was good. But I'm curious to know how many of these I'm going to have to watch, before the week is out." He asked pushing my hair back behind my ears.
"There is one more, I really want to see, but it's in the movie theatre but I'll pay for it."
"Which movie would that be?"
"Phantom Of The Opera!" I looked down at the floor, cause I knew he wouldn't like it! There was no way, none that he would want to see it.
"I'll think about it! But if we see it, you have to do something I want."
Wow! He might actually take me to see it. Wonder what I'll have to do that he wants. Probably something computer like, or worse the ANIME convention! OH please no! Please don't let him be like Kenny!
"So, no what should we do for the rest of the night my Mia?" He started kissing my neck.
"I'm not to sure. What would you like to do?" I turned my head and started kissing him. He didn't reply he just keep kissing me, and leading me off the couch to his bedroom.

Michael's POV:
I'm not sure what came over me, when she started kissing me back but I just needed her. I know she isn't ready to go all the way, but I need some of her, and I wasn't going to go further than she let me. We just started making out on my bed, with me on top of her. I slowly took off her shirt, kissing every inch of her creamy white skin, I revealed to myself. I was a little scared she wouldn't like me doing what I was, but she made noises, that edge me more forward.

Mia's POV:
Man, can Michael sure make me moan. I never knew I could moan. I got his shirt off after he came back up from my tummy to start kissing me more. There is a huge difference between look at his abs and feeling his abs. Michael started moving his hand down my pants.
"Michael….?"
"Mmmmmmmhmmmmmm?"
"Have you….ummm…done….this…errr…..before?"

Michael's POV:
Well that stopped me from going further.
"No, why?"
"Just….ah…wondering cause you seem to know what your doing."
"Oh, well I just want to….I'll stop I'm sorry."
I got off of her and sat down on the edge of my bed. I thought she was enjoying me touching her but I guess those were protests not moans.
"I didn't mean it like that." She came to sit behind me with her head against my back. God, I wish she knew what her touch does to me.
"No, it's okay. We won't do anything till your ready."

Mia's POV:
Oh I'm ready. But instead of telling him that I just started kissing his neck, and slowly turning him around to face me.
"I'm ready. Well at least for some."
"Mia, I don't want to pressure you." He said running his hands up and down my sides, kissing me gently on the shoulder.
"Your not. I just thought that maybe you'd done this with someone else."
"I would never want to do this with anyone else other than you. I love you!"
"I love you too."

Michael's POV:
I know she said she was ready, but I know she wasn't to make love. That I knew, and I think she knows that too, but was just to scare to admit. I don't know why, but I think she was. But that's was okay I had her permission to go back to doing what I was doing. It took me all of about 45 seconds, to have her pants off and me back on top of her. I was as nervous as hell but she seemed to enjoying me touching her.

Mia's POV:
He is a god with his fingers. Once, he stop touching me, and kissing me everywhere he could other than my lips, and started kissing me again, I thought I would be brave and try it back. I have no idea what I'm doing but it feels right and he is making the same moaning noises I did so, I'm going to take it as a sign to keep going.

Michael's POV:
I had no intention of letting her please me back. But it appeared I didn't get much of a choice. Not that I mind. I know she had no idea what she was doing, I could tell in her eyes, she was scared and nervous, just as I was, but she was doing things to me, that I never thought I could feel. Once we had "finished" what we were doing I just pulled her close, pulling the bed covers over us. She was tired, and I could see that as well as feel it as she relaxed against me. Tonight I had every intention of her sleeping with me in my bed. And every night till she had to go home. I softly sang her to sleep, sing Ryan Cabrera's song True.