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Chapter 3

Miley's POV.

I walked downstairs to find Jake sitting at my piano. Hm… I wonder if he plays? "Hey, ready to go?" I asked from the bottom of the stairs.

Jake stood up abruptly from the piano, "Yeah, you?" the said that awfully quick, he looks guilty about something.

"Yeah. Are you okay?" I asked as I walked over to the kitchen to write my dad a note saying I was at the beach.

"Oh yeah… I'm fine. What are you doing?" he asked as he walked over next to me and placed his hands on my waist. I leaned back into him, he was so warm! He nuzzled my neck, which made me want to moan, but surprisingly I held it in.

"Hm… I'm um… writing a note… to my dad…" wow I can't speak! Jake pulled me tighter to him.

"Okay" he kissed my neck. I felt weak in the knees.

Just as I was about to turn around and kiss him, my cell phone went off. "Um…" I fumbled trying to get my phone out of my pocket. Jake sit had his body pressed up against mine, so I was still a bit misty in the head. I got my phone out of my pocket finally and answered it, "Hel-hello?" I stuttered.

"Hey Miley, it's Jackson. Are you with dad? Because he isn't answering his phone." Jake was trailing kisses up and down my neck. I was trying to depress a moan, but one sort of slipped out a bit.

"Miley what was that!?!?!?" Jackson sounded mad. I bit my lip hard. "Are you with a guy?!?! MILEY!!!"

"What no! I um…" I pushed Jake away from me, "stubbed my toe! Yeah, on my dresser! Ow! It hurts!" I lied. Please believe me Jackson! Please!

"Oh okay… so back to my question do you know where dad is?" Jackson seemed to believe my lie.

"No sorry. Look I have to go; I am meeting someone at the beach in like five minutes. Okay so bye." I hung up the phone without a goodbye from Jackson.

I turned around to see Jake sitting at my counter; I rolled my eyes at him. "You know, Jackson maybe dumb at times, but he isn't an idiot! The first thing that he said when you kissed me was, 'are you with a guy?'" Jake seem to find this funny. "What!?"

Jake reached out and grabbed my waist. I crossed my arms and let him pull me into him. "I'm sorry, Miles. For some reason I just think this is funny." I rolled my eyes. He brushed some hair out of my face and cupped it with his left hand. I blushed at his gentleness. He kissed my forehead and smiled, "I'm sorry… are you mad?"

I smiled. "No, not anymore." I as about to lean in and kiss him, he started to talk.

"Oh well that's good because if you were I was going to get down on my knees and apologize over and over, begging you to forgive me."

"I mean I am furious at you!" I laughed and so did he.

"So, ready to go?"

"No, I was interrupted by a certain someone, gnawing at my neck… I wonder who that could be?" I joked. Jake just laughed and kissed my cheek again. I reached over, grabbed a notepad, and wrote my dad a note. "Okay, I'm really to go."

"Finally" Jake sounded exasperated; I rolled my eyes at him, seized his hand, and directed him to the door. "Like oh my gosh! Are we actually leaving?" Jake asked in a high-pitched, girly voice.

"Oh shut up!" I giggled. Jake let go of my hand and placed his arm around my shoulder protectively, I slipped mine around his waist.

"Come on, Babe." Jake kissed the top of my head and opened the door.

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