Miley woke around five, and found Jake's note.
Picking up her phone, she pressed one, which was programmed to speed dial Jake's number.
He didn't answer, but she hadn't expected him too.
'Hey, you've reached Jake Ryan…Couldn't take your call, but leave your message and I'll call you back! Peace.'
"Hey Jake…It's me. I just woke up and…well I didn't expect you to answer, but I just thought I'd call and say good luck…and I love you. I'll see you later. Bye."
Miley ended the call, and sighed. She was hungry. She then remembered the abandoned take out Jake had brought home.
She first changed her shirt and put on a bra, before going downstairs.
Finding that Jake had put it in the fridge, she took it out and found Chinese food. She stuck some fried rice in to the microwave, and then ate it, before deciding to go out and buy some flowers to plant.
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I got home around seven, and saw Miley, alone, on the side of the house, planting some flowers.
I decided to take a chance, and walked up.
"Hello, Mrs. Ryan," I called.
She looked up, and smiled nicely. I was shocked and angered to see bruising on her cheek. "Hello, Charlie. Please, call me Miley." She said.
"Miley then," I smiled. "Enjoying the cooler air well the sun's still out?"
She nodded. "I love to garden. I did with my mother all the time when I was a little girl, back in Tennessee. Jake had to go in to the set – you know, he's an actor?"
"Yea, I've seen a couple of his movies." I answered. Personally, I thought they'd be 1000 percent better if he weren't in them.
She smiled, proud of him, "Yea, he got called to the set of the one he's working on now. I was bored, so I went and got these. I thought I'd start planting some flowers. Jake hired people to cut the lawn and do the other stuff, but when I'm home, I like tending the flowers." She smiled.
I smiled at her. "I garden quite a bit myself."
She smiled. "How do you find time? You must be pretty busy, as a cop. I mean, after I let the Hannah secret out, I sort of stepped down. I was in a few movies with Jake but I never really started making a CD headlining me as Miley. I don't really want to—." She stopped. "I'm sorry," She blushed, "I'm babbling."
I smiled, "Not at all. Look, Miley, I know it's not really my place to ask, and I'm sorry if I'm being nosy, but, did…someone…did Jake hit you?"
"What?" She asked her brow furrowed, then her hand flew to her cheek, "Oh! No, no, of course not! Jake would never…it's kind of…private, I don't really want to talk about it. But it wasn't Jake. Jakes the sweetest, he'd never lay a hand on me, or any other girl for that matter."
Why does she cover for him?! If she'd just admit it, then I'd help her!
He has her under more control then I thought.
Arg.
I smiled, "Ok. Just wanted to be sure. You can never be to sure these days, Miley. The flowers are looking very beautiful. I'm going to get on in now…it's been a long, long day."
"Oh, thank you," She smiled. "Have a good night, Charlie."
I nodded, smiling. "You as well, Miley."
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Miley cleaned up the gardening tools and went in at around eight thirty. She decided to try out the new pool, and found a bikini. She laughed, realizing the print matched the bra from earlier – hot pink with like green polka dots.
She slid it on, and grabbed a towel, then went downstairs and slipped out the sliding door, and got in the pool.
She swam and had fun, and then, she heard, "My wife magically morphs in to a mermaid! It's my lucky day!"
She turned around, to see Jake, in only his boxers, sitting on the edge of the pool, his feet dangling in.
"How was work?" She asked, before dunking under the water, and swimming over. When she resurfaced, she was beside him.
She looked up expectantly, and, chuckling softly, he said, "Loud. But things went well."
"That's good," She smiled, "I missed you though." She said, pouting.
"Well," Jake said, suddenly leaning down, and lifting her on to his lap, so she was straddling him. She squealed, laughing. "I missed you more."
"Did not! And you're getting yourself all wet," She laughed, as his hands moved to her hips, her arms were locked around his neck. "And I didn't know you were so strong."
He snorted. "Miley, you weigh like, nothing. It's easy for me to lift you, specially with my amazing muscle," he said, letting go of her with one arm to flex it.
She laughed, and felt the muscle. "Oh definitely, you're the next Arnold." She said, giggling.
He grinned, "You got it babe. And as for the 'I'm going to get all wet' thing…I really don't care. This was too good an opportunity to pass up. This is very sexy," he said.
"Well I'm glad you like it." I said. "It matches that bra!"
He laughed.
Then, plan hatching in Miley's head, she said, "You should do with it what you did with my bra." She whispered softly in his ear.
"Miles…we're outside," He said back.
"Yea…well it's dark out," Miley said, kissing at his neck, "And we really should christen the pool…"
"We've never had sex in a pool…" Jake thought out loud.
"Well now is as good a time as any to try it out," Miley said, kissing at his neck still, grinding her hips against him a little, before releasing her arms from around his neck, moving his hands, and shimmying off of his lap, and down in to the pool.
Her plan had worked, Miley saw with satisfaction.
"You little tease…" He said.
"I wasn't teasing, I'm right here, Jakey. All you have to do is come get me."
Jake jumped in to the heated pool, and swam after her, and she squealed and swam away.
After a few minutes, he had her, backing her up against the wall of the pool, he placed one hand on either side of her so she was trapped.
"That was a very – naughty – thing," Jake said, pausing in between each of the last words to press his lips to her neck. "Mrs. Miley." He said, reaching behind her and pulling on each of the strings holding the bathing suit top on her.
"I'm just a bad girl," She said as Jake peeled the bathing suit top away.
"You got that right," He murmured before hungrily kissing her, as Miley;s hands moved to the waistband of his boxers.
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Why do I hear moaning…and splashing…
Oh he didn't.
Looking out the window, however, I saw that they did.
They were having sex. In the POOL!
Ugh.
He's probably trying to drown her. First he hits her, now he wants to kill her!
He disgusts me.
My nieces come visit me during the summer. They'd be here in two weeks, I don't want them seeing the public indecency!
My sister would kill me if she found out they saw this.
"Oh….God, Jake…"
See, she's in agony!
I glared through a slit in the curtains for about another twenty minutes, which was when he ducked under the water and came up with fabric, probably their clothes, and then they both got out of the pool, and ran in to the house. I saw him throw a towel at her, she wrapped it around herself as she shut the sliding door, locked it, and shut the curtain over it.
They were probably going upstairs to fuck some more.
Or, forget their bedroom! Maybe they'd do it in the living room, or the bathroom, or the office! He's a caveman, so I wouldn't put it past him.
I made my decision. I'd talk to them tomorrow bout public decency.
I'm a cop.
They have to listen to me.
Sorry it's been so long, next chapter is in the works.
What do you think about the evil guy's obsession over Jake being evil and making miley's life miserable? What do you think about Miley's and Jakes seemingly ever living sex drive? What do you think Jake and/or Miley's reactions will be when the creeper talks to them about their sex habits? Any other comments concerns, ideassssss?
Review, they are mucho appreciated!!!
-Jen