"Morning, Ky." The sound of Taylor's soft voice woke her up from her peaceful slumber and immedietly put a smile on her face.

"Mmm... morning." she mumbled. She took a deep breath and streched. "What time is it?"

"9:30, mom's got breakfast ready downstairs." Taylor informed her. "Come on, get up."

"Yeah, yeah. Just give me a minute." She slowly pealed the covers off of her body and stood up, raising her arms high above her head. She looked over at Taylor and saw him staring intently at her. "What? Is it my pajamas? Should I not wear a tank top and shorts to bed?"

"No, its just that your shorts are a little on the short side, that's all. And the tank top, well... it... "

"Shows too much cleavage?" she finished for him.

He merely nodded. "Yeah."

She reached over and grabbed a robe from Taylor's bed. "I'll just wear your robe, okay?" she asked, walking over and standing in front of him.

He put his hand on the small of her back and ushered her towards the door. "I think that's a good idea."

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"I'm gonna head to the mall for a little bit with Angela. Are you two gonna be okay here by yourselves?" Isaac poked his head in the den, interupting Kylie and Taylor, who were engrossed in a movie.

"Do you really have to ask us that, Ike?"

"Well you never know. Two seventeen year olds alone in the same house... the possibilities are endless."

"Not with us, now go, we'll be fine." Taylor pressed play again on the remote and draped his arm across Kylie's shoulders. He turned around and saw Isaac still standing in the doorway. "Go!"

Isaac sighed, rolled his eyes and left the den. "Now that he's gone... " Taylor whispered seductivly in Kylie's ear, before he began to nibble on it.

Kylie started laughing. "Haha... Taylor... "

He backed away and looked at her. "What?"

"If we're gonna watch the movie, then lets watch the movie. Otherwise, we can turn it off. There's no point in letting it play if we're not gonna watch it."

"Sure there is." he said

She cocked to the side and looked at him. "Oh really?"

He moved his lips back to her ear. "Really." he whispered, before his tongue darted out to lick just below her ear.

This was the funny part about Taylor and Kylie's relationship. They could do these kinds of things and know that it was all just fun and games. Everyone else knew it too. It wouldn't surprise anyone if they walked in on them kissing. They were always just Taylor and Kylie, nothing more, nothing less.

"I've got an idea." Kylie pried Taylor off of her and sat up.

"What might that be, my love?" he questioned her

"How about we go run a race around your house?" she widened her eyes and raised her voice, making her sound really enthused.

Taylor stared at her, a blank look occupying his face. "Uhh... a race, huh?" She happily nodded. "A race... yeah, umm... maybe we could save all that excitement for another day, what do you think?"

"Taylor, no!" she pouted. "I thought it would be a fun thing for us to do!"

Again, Taylor just stared at her. "Look, Kylie... "

At that moment, Kylie burst into laughter. "Taylor... you... HAHA!!!!" She grabbed her stomach as tears began falling down her cheeks.

"You weren't even serious?" Finally, Taylor was getting it. "How could you do this to me?!"

Kylie looked up at him, but was unable to form any words. The second their eyes met, she burst into another fit of laughter.

"Oh that's it." Taylor stood up and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her through the house and out the back door.

"What are you doing?" she asked him

Taylor dragged her over to the diving board of the pool. Once they reached the steps, she stopped dead in her tracks. "No." she firmly stated, "I'm not jumping in the pool with my clothes on. Just because I suggested something totally off the wall and stupid does NOT give you the right to throw me in the pool."

"No, you forgot the part where I believed your little idea. Oh, and then you laughed at me. I think that means I can throw you in the pool."

"I think not."

"I think so."

"Not."

"So."

"Not."

"So."

"No - "

"Stop!" she yelled, "I get the point. But you STILL aren't gonna throw me in!" she turned around and began walking back towards the house.

"Whoa no you don't." Taylor reached out and grabbed her arm. "Get back here."

"Taylor... " she whimpered, allowing herself to be pulled back over to the steps at the end of the diving board. "Please don't do this, I'm begging you."

"You can beg me all you want, sweets. I'm still gonna give you what you deserve." Taylor began pulling her up the steps. As soon as they were standing on the diving board, Kylie's arms reached out and she latched onto Taylor.

"Please, please, please don't do this Taylor. This is my brand new shirt, come on."

"You're acting like you're three, now let go."

"No! Taylor... "

"Sorry Kylie."
Before she even had another chance to protest, she was in the pool. "TAYLOR!" she screamed once she surfaced. "You asshole!"

All he could do was stand there and laugh. "Kylie... "

"Shut up, just shut up." she swam over to the edge and hoisted herself up and out of the pool. "I know that you're just gonna say, 'Sorry Ky, but I had to do it. You totally deserved it.' Huh, deserved it my ass."

Taylor hopped down from the diving board and walked over to her. "I'm sorry." he said. "You're... not mad at me, are you?"

"Mad at you? Hell yes I'm mad at you! But," she added, stepping closer to him, "I know that there will be plenty more opportunities to get you back. Plenty."

'I can't wait."

"I bet you can't." she smiled, "I know I sure can't."

"Lovely." he held his arm out to her, :Shall we go change those wet clothes of yours."

"We shall." They started to walk over to her house. "Hey Tay?"

"Hey what?"

Kylie turned and looked at him. "Would you like to do the honors and change me?" she asked with a sly smile.

Taylor stared at her, eyes wide. "Uhh... "

"I was just wondering, you know."

Suddenly realization took over. "You're such a tease." he smiled, pulling her closer and roughing up her already - wet hair.