Moving On

Thirty-Five

August 17th, 2028

Malibu, USA

Miley's POV

Today is Cameron's birthday and Jonah is still in the hospital. We were told he'll probably have to be here for another month. I was glad to know how much longer he has to be here but I also hate that it's a whole month. I hate leaving Jonah alone but Liam and I can't ignore Cameron's birthday, I know Jonah would understand that and he'd want Cameron to have fun. Liam and I were at home with Cameron and Bentley. A couple of Cameron's friends came for his birthday which I know he really appreciates. 

"Hey mom, thanks for letting me invite some friends." Cameron says to me.

"No problem, you told them to bring their swimsuits right?"

"Yeah, can we go swim?"

"Sure, just make sure you wear sunscreen." I say. As Cameron turns to walk away I tap him on the shoulder. "Include your brother please?"

"Why? Ben's eight, he's younger than me."

"You're eleven, it's not that much of a difference. Please Cam?" Cameron sighs and nods.

"Fine."

"Thank you."

Liam and I sat on the couch to talk but he stood up.

"What?" I ask Liam.

"Let's go to the bedroom so we can talk without the kids walking in." I nod in agreement and we walked to my room. I locked the door behind us and we sat on the bed. "Jo's healing up pretty good."

"Yeah he is, I'm really happy he's only gotta be there for just a month. Do you think they'll wake him up anytime soon?"

"Maybe, I don't know..."

I leaned in and kissed Liam, in response he kissed me back.

"Ya know a bed is more comfortable than a supply closet..." Liam says, making me chuckle.

"Are you joking because I legitimately can't tell for this one."

"You tell me." We continued to kiss and started making out.

Liam started caressing my breasts under my shirt, making me moan. I took off my shirt then his as we made out. I laid on the bed and Liam hovered over me. He slowly took off my pants and underwear, following his. I spread my legs, signaling him to fuck me. He slowly started rubbing my clit, making me moan his name.

"Liam, fuck me." I beg.

He slowly entered his hard cock into my dripping wet pussy.

"Liam faster.."

We continued at a faster pace as we made out and moaned together. Once we came, him a little sooner than me, he collapsed onto the bed next to me. We were breathing hard and heavy, trying to catch our breath.

"We can't keep doing this."

"What do you mean?" Liam asks.

"I just feel guilty."

"Why? You said you and Nick aren't together."

"We aren't but that doesn't mean I can't feel guilty. Liam, I have feelings for him. Doing what we're doing makes me feel awful." I explain.

"Then why do it at all? May I remind you that you've initiated this quite a few times. It isn't just me and you know it."

"I don't know, Liam, okay? I know it's wrong but..."

"It feels right?"

"No- well, yes. Sort of...it feels wrong because I have feelings for Nick but I just need an escape so I don't always think about our helpless son lying in that bed."