(Author's Note: I rated this story "teen" but this chapter might test the boundaries of that. If anyone finds this chapter too sexy or inappropriate for a teen rated story, then I apologize in advance. This is my first fan fiction. I'm still learning the rules. Thanks for reading though! And special thanks to everyone who has been writing reviews!)

Maya's POV

When we got back to my house, we were alone. My mom was still closing up the bakery and Shawn must have still been out trying to talk to Mr. Matthews.

We sat down on my bed, both tired from an emotionally exhausting day.

I looked at Riley and laughed.

"Are we laughing? I'll laugh. I'll laugh anytime. What are we laughing at?" She smiled.

"This situation, us being here alone right now, in my bed," I said.

She laughed too as as she understood what I meant.

"It is kind of ironic," I remarked.

"It's kind of perfect." Her expression changed. Now her smile hinted at mischief.

She grabbed my shirt collar, pulling me in for an intense kiss. She planted urgent kisses down my neck. She gently pushed my shoulders down until my back hit the bed and she straddled me.

"Riley,"

"Yes, Peaches?"

"What are you doing, honey?"

"Last time we were alone in your room, you wouldn't let me give you a hickey because of the talent show. And you said after the talent show I could do whatever I want with you because you're mine. Remember?"

Uh oh. I really did say that, didn't I?

"Yes, honey. I remember. What are you going to do?"

"Ssshh." She placed her index finger on my lips to quiet my questioning. "You'll see, Peaches."

She started kissing my neck again and pulled off my unbuttoned plaid shirt revealing my t-shirt underneath. She sucked on my neck.

I sat up and gently pushed her away. She leaned back.

"Was I hurting you?" Riley asked.

"No, honey, I just don't want us to get so caught up in the moment that we can't stop."

"Why should we stop?" Riley kissed me deeply. We made out passionately. I'm not even sure for how long. I love kissing her. Why did I want this to stop again?

She kissed her way down my neck again. She wanted to go further but my crew neck t-shirt was in her way.

"This would be easier if you would wear v-necks" she complained. She pulled my shirt off over my head.

Wait, why am I the only one shedding clothes? I pulled off her blazer and unbuttoned the three buttons of her floral print henley shirt. I kissed my way down her neck, biting gently, the same way she had kissed mine and continued to her collar bone. She gasped, and pushed me back down on the bed, leaving a trail of urgent kisses down my chest. I gasped, myself. She stopped and looked at me for a moment, like she was further undressing me with her eyes. I have to stop this now before we go too far.

"Oh Riley, you are not making this easy."

"Making what easy?" She asked.

"Stopping you," I panted as I sat back up.

"Why would you want to stop me, Peaches?" she asked seductively.

"Because, you're hurt and vulnerable right now and I don't want to take advantage of you," I said.

"Maya, I'm a big girl. And I initiated this," she replied.

"I wouldn't feel right about it," I said.

She ran her fingers up and down my back. I shuddered.

"Ah! Stop! It's like spiders poking at me!" I objected.

"But that's my spider move!" she said, doing it again. I grabbed my pillow and hit her with it.

"Maya, he thinks we were hooking up and he's punishing us for it," she started. She leaned in and whispered in my ear. "If we have to do the time shouldn't we at least get to enjoy the crime?"

Oh. My. God.

"Wow that's like the hottest thing you've ever said to me." I sighed. "It also sounds nothing like you. It actually sounds like something I would think of." I said.

"I will never have a better worst influence than you," she teased.

I shook my head. "Riley we have to stop."

"Don't you want me?" She asked. Oh no. She must think I'm rejecting her.

"Of course I want you, honey, but not like this," I assured her.

"But we're here, alone together," she argued.

I slid out from under her and got off the bed. I picked up my t-shirt from the floor and put it back on.

"Maya?" she beckoned.

I returned to the bed and sat down next to her. I took her hand in mine.

"Riles, I think you want this to happen right now for all the wrong reasons." I looked into her eyes.

"It's our first time. It's your first time. It's my first time. It's our first time as a couple. It's a big deal."

"I know," she nodded.

I held both of her hands in mine.

"Riley, if you were to wake up tomorrow morning and have regrets about this, it would break my heart," I admitted.

"I never want to break your heart," she said sincerely. "You're right. We should wait," she agreed.

At that moment I heard the front door open and close.

"Maya? Riley?"

Shawn had returned home. It's a good thing we decided to wait.

Riley's POV

Maya got up from the bed, but I stopped her. "Wait, your hair," I said, as I fixed her messy hair that I was responsible for.

She smirked. "Messed up my hair, did ya?"

I smiled. "Just a little bit."

Maya refastened the buttons of my shirt as I finished fixing her hair. She tugged at my shirt, pulling me in for one more kiss. The taste of her lips validates her namesake. "Mmm, Peaches."

"Yes, honey?"

Oops. Did I say that out loud?

"Nothing," I said.

Shawn knocked on the door.

"Come in," Maya answered.

Shawn entered with a duffel bag in hand that I recognized, and my back pack slung over his shoulder.

"I tried to talk to him. I'm sure your mom is still trying," he said. "But all he wanted to do was pack up a bag of your clothes for me to bring to you." He looked defeated.

"Thanks for trying, Uncle Shawn," I said, taking the duffel bag and my back pack from him. My dad really filled up this duffel bag. He must not want me around for awhile.

"Just wait it out. I know he'll come around," Shawn said.

"I guess I don't really have a choice," I said. Maya put her arm around me.

Maya looked at me, "Thank you, Riley."

"For what?" I asked.

"For being so brave today," she said.

"If I had been braver sooner, I wouldn't be in this mess with my dad right now," I replied.

She hugged me.

I heard the front door open, it must be Maya's mom. Katy walked into Maya's room. She looked at Shawn's face and then at the duffel bag at my feet and shook her head.

"You know," she started, "If Cory was so mad about you girls sleeping in the same bed, he probably shouldn't have banished you to our tiny, modestly furnished apartment. There really is nowhere else for you to sleep but Maya's bed," she pointed out.

"I can sleep on the floor," Maya offered.

"Don't be ridiculous," I countered.

"Girls," Katy interrupted. "You can both sleep in the bed. You've been doing it for years. Can I trust that you will behave responsibly?"

Maya and I looked at each other and nodded.

"We'll be on our best behavior, Mom," Maya assured her.

"Okay, Goodnight girls," Katy and Shawn said goodnight and went to their room.

I started searching through my duffel bag for pajamas, but I think my Dad forgot to pack any. I turned around to ask Maya if I could borrow some, but realized she was changing herself. I know I shouldn't peek but I couldn't look away. Even though her back was facing me, I could see her reflection in the mirror. I caught a glimpse of her breasts as she put her pajama shirt on. Wow. I mean, I knew she was beautiful but, wow. Suddenly the thought of sleeping next to her without letting my hands wander seemed like torture. Calm, down Riley. It's not gonna happen tonight.

Maya turned around. "You ready for bed?"

"Can I borrow something to sleep in?" I asked.

"How about my arms?" she teased.

"Don't tease me! My self control is at an all time low right now," I said.

Maya giggled. She tossed me a nightgown. I turned around and changed into it.

Maya turned off the light. We climbed into bed. Maya wrapped her arms around me. I looked at her across the pillow.

"Nothing will ever be the same," I said.

"Are you scared?" she asked.

"No, I got you," I smiled.

"Now that everyone knows about us, I guess there's only one thing left to do," she said.

"What's that?' I asked.

"Riley Matthews," she started. Oh, are we using full names? This must be important.

"Yes, Maya Penelope Hart?" I replied.

"Will you go to prom with me?" Maya asked.

I smiled. "I thought you'd never ask."