That's Miles to you Ms.Davis

Chapter Ten

*Aubrey's POV*

I entered the cabin and Miles was sitting on the couch, talking to Mr. Jacobs on speaker phone.

"So how is everything going?" Eric asked.

"Not bad, other than the fact that Aubrey just broke half the bones in her hand." Miles added.

"Miles you have for to chill out when you are fucking her, she's a young girl, she can't handle all of that." he teased. I laughed.

"She pretty much made the same comment, but no she punched a tree."

"Seriously?"

"Yes I did. do you have a problem with that?" I said sassily.

"Yeah, it's weird. why would you do that?"

"I have anger issues, deal with it." I teased.

"Okay you two." Miles joked, in his teacher voice. I smiled and kissed him on the cheek before sitting next to him and cuddling up to his side. I wove my legs I between his, that where lazily resting on the coffee table. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him, then kissed me on the forehead.

"II'll talk to you later man."

"Alright bye you two."

*Miles POV*

I tried to be nice and my usual caring self, but I couldn't help but be a tad bothered by the fact that there was a lot more about Aubrey's past than I knew about and this weekend was helping me realize that. We had just finished eating a silent, late, lunch. I really wish I knew more about her, but it seemed like the only way I could get anything from her was if she brought it up, if I asked questions she seemed to shut down. I wish I knew more, but it looked like I was going to have to do things at her pace, not my impatient, curious one.

"So why don't you tell me more about yourself." I suggested, I didn't expect to get any more huge details, but I still did want to know more about her.

"I fight." or maybe I would.

"You fight?"

"Kickboxing."

"Oh that's cool."

"I guess so. how about you?"

"I played soccer in high school." She grinned.

"Me too."

"I know that."

"Where you any good?"

"Yeah I was the star player."

"Awesome."

"I've heard pure not so bad yourself." she shrugged.

"I'm alright."

"Wanna go swimming?"

"In the lake?"

"Yeah."

"I'd love to." I grabbed her hands and we walked upstairs to the master bedroom. she grabbed her things out of her suitcase and went into the attached bathroom. I knew she'd take longer than me, so I changed in the bed room, stripping down completely naked and sliding my red swim trunks on. a couple minutes later she came out of the bathroom in cloth black shorts and a gray midriff. I smiled at her, noticing that she was checking me out.

"Ready?" She nodded. I held my hand out and she took it. We walked downstairs, towels in one hand and each others hand in the other one. we set our towels on the back porch, deck whatever you want to call it and walked up to the lake so the water reached our ankles.