Author's Note: So this idea really took me. =] Chapter of The Affair! Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or its characters.

Lilly was watching Miley sleep, as she always did. She looked so beautiful, so innocent and peaceful that she couldn't help herself. This was what she loved most about their relationship, not the sex or the talking, or even the cuddling. Just watching her sleep. And time was running out.

It was almost midnight. She had been with Miley since just before 6. And if she wasn't home by 12:30 am Travis would wonder were she was. Staying late at the office until that hour was acceptable, expected even, but any later and he would start to worry, start to wonder. And Lilly desperately wanted to prevent that.

She hated herself for what she was doing, the lies and half-truths, the fact that she was not only cheating on her husband, but that she was cheating on him with his childhood best friend. It wasn't in her nature to be anything other than honest and straightforward. But she was doing it anyway.

Gently so as not to wake her, Lilly slipped her arm around Miley's waist, pulling her closer, luxuriating in her smell and feel. Moaning softly, Miley shifted in her sleep responding to Lilly's touch by snuggling closer to her and Lilly smiled. Even in the darkened room she could make out her features perfectly, partly she supposed because she had known Miley so long. Partly because she loved her so much.

But she wasn't being fair, not to Miley and not to Travis. She was hurting them both, using them both and it had to stop. The only thing that she had to be thankful for was that she and Travis had not had any children. And that nobody had figured out the truth yet. But it was borrowed time, she knew it.

With a creak the bedroom door opened and several seconds later Miley's yellow lab, Noel, bounded onto the bed. Sitting down so that she was facing Lilly, the dog stared and panted at her for several minutes until Lilly whispered

"What are you looking at? Don't answer that. I know the answer. I am an idiot. But I want you to know something. I really do love her. You don't have to worry on that score." Curiously, the dog tilted her head to the side at Lilly's words giving the impression that she was understanding every word and reaching forward to scratch Noel's ears, Lilly continued to talk.

"I'm not one of those people…I never planned for this to happen. That's not what I wanted. I didn't mean for this to happen. But it has and now… now it's up to me to sort it out. But I promise you, I'll do whatever it takes to make sure that Miley doesn't get hurt. I'd die rather than see her cry. I'd do anything for her, even…"

Sighing she sat up, carefully disentangling herself from the sleeping girl by her side. She would do anything for her, but would she go that far ?

Would she leave her husband for her?

It was getting harder and harder, going home to Travis every night. Having breakfast with him every morning, attending parties with him, going out to dinner with friends with him, sharing a bed with him. It was getting harder and harder to spend time away from Miley. Stolen moments, anguished phone calls, secret encounters, they were no longer enough. She wanted more, she wanted to wake up to her beautiful face every morning, she wanted to meet her for lunch, walk her dogs with her, pick her up when she worked late so that she was sure that she got home safe. She wanted her.

It was all about choices. And she had to choose.

Getting up, she fumbled around until she located her underwear and pulling them on she went to the window. Outside everything was perfectly still and calm. Most of the residents of Malibu were sound asleep, dreaming happy dreams, snuggled up to the person they were supposed to be with.

Hearing Miley moan again she silently padded back to the bed, easing herself down beside her. She was having a bad dream and all she could do was comfort her until it was time for her to leave. Glancing at her watch she winced. It was already time for her to go.

"If you have to go, go. I understand."

Lilly looked down at her, surprised to find Miley's luminous blue eyes fixed on her face. There was no anger in them. Only sadness. And Lilly was the cause of it. Reaching down, she twirled a lock of chocolate brown hair around her finger and asked with complete sincerity

"What if I don't want to go?"

Smiling at the blonde, Miley pulled herself up onto her elbows and whispered

"Then don't go."