A Twist

Chapter 1

How did I get myself into these kinds of positions.? Owner and creator of Clothes over bros. Having my fair share of experiences with men. And yet I still allowed my heart to lead before my head. It began innocent enough we had met up at this restaurant he had called me up I was in New York for a business meeting that had recently finished. He had just left another visit with his editor Lindsay Strauss. He was currently working on a sequel to his first book the comet. By the time I had made it to the table he had already ordered for the both of us and uncorked the champagne. Filling the empty glasses to the rim. Handing mine to me. As I smiled in his direction. "What exactly are we celebrating Luke.?" I asked him. Noticing the cheerfulness in his demeanor.

"The fact that I'm sitting across from Brooke Davis is more than enough reason to be in a good mood. But since you asked. The book is finished and I along with my editor think it's going to be another hit. Which is incredibly exciting. When I got the news, you were the first person I thought of." "I hope I didn't take you away from anything important with your plans for the night." He said. Looking up at me.

"No, you didn't I didn't have much planned for the night watching whatever was on tv and raiding the mini bar. Basically, sums it up." "So, this invite came at the right time." I say. Looking back at him.

"Glad to hear that I remembered some of the dishes you liked from this place so I ordered you one of them." "And for myself I got the chef's request so hopefully it's edible and not incredibly high priced." "I was able to get us some quality champagne so enjoy that." He said. Looking to me.

I uncovered the dish and began eating. He did the same minutes later. The conversation between the two of us. Was light and fun which is exactly how it had always been between us. The ability to be comfortable and at ease. The meal lasted for a few hours. I avoided the dark cloud hanging over his head. Until he brought it up to me.

"Peyton and I are over she hasn't answered my calls or texts in weeks." "I can't keep doing this with her the back and forth is exhausting we've always cared for each other but us being done with this relationship is best for everyone." Lucas said. Looking up at him.

"I'm sorry even though Peyton and I haven't been friends in years doesn't mean I'm happy that you both couldn't make things work." "You have such a history with her acting as if feelings just disappear because two people decide they are better off apart is so much easier said. When you aren't involved." "I'm here to talk about anything and everything whenever you're ready." "Break ups suck Julian, Chase, and then there are the ones that you can't believe you allowed to go on for so long." I said. Shaking my head. Finishing the last of my drink.

"Thank you for being my support system through this." "I've exhausted both Nathan and Haley with these kinds of situations already I'll tell them when I get back to Tree Hill right now I'm more than ready to get my mind off of this entire thing." Lucas said. Looking up at me.

"Let's get back to the room that's closest and see what kind of trouble we can get into." I say. Smiling up at him.

"Always full of ideas one of the many reasons why we've worked all these years." He said to me. Leaving the money by the bill. As he took my arm in his. The two of us leaving the restaurant.

The cool night air hitting us both. "I shouldn't have worn this dress and these heels knowing how we get when we're together." I say. Looking over at him.

"We know how to have fun and make things interesting." He said. Pulling his coat over my shoulders. The cab ride back to the hotel was not long at all. And I was so thankful for that.

Once we got inside. Making it to his room. He opened the door. Turning on the light. We walked inside and he shut and locked the door behind us.

"Let's turn on the music, and dance." I suggest to him.

He turns on the stereo. The music filling the air. As he takes me in his arms. I fit almost perfectly in his embrace. The two of us moving to the music. Our eyes locked on each other's.

He moves hair from my eyes. And I bury my face in his chest.

He lift's my face with his hand. Seconds later. Leaning over kissing me. My mind goes blank. I'm surprised and taken aback by it. Taking notice of the taste of champagne on his lips and the smell of his cologne. I kiss him back. His jacket falling from my shoulders. As he took in his arms.

I had almost forgotten how well he knew me and how he was able to tell my wants and desires without me having to voice it. Picking me up. His kisses soft and hungry. As I wrapped my legs around him. We made it to his room. Seconds later. He laid me on the bed gently. Shutting the door. Leaning down reconnecting our lips. My dress coming off shortly after. I couldn't get him out his clothes fast enough. My nails dug into his back. Giving him access to my body. His hands moving fast. His eyes never leaving mine. Our clothes ending up in various areas of the room. He closes the gap between us. Shutting off the light. Removing the extremely thin layer separating us from the pure bliss we wanted and needed. He tossed it. I could barely speak. As we gave into each other. Forgetting the outside world even existed.