Wow! thanks for all the reviews, I was going to wait to post this chapter, but after seeing all the reviews for just one chapter, I decided I own you guys another chapter.

Btw, yes Naley is in this story, but not till later chapters. This story idea did come from the movie Wedding Date and I will be using some lines and scenes, but with my own twisted.

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Cindy : )

Unexpected Love

Chapter 2

A con artist is an individual who is skilled and experienced at devising and executing scams and other fraudulent schemes. The purpose is normally to get as much money from a victim as possible, but to do so in a way the victim actually believes they are getting a benefit. Thus, often the con artist is gone a long time before the victim realizes what took place. That is exactly what Lucas Scott is, a freaking con artist. He tricked her, he fooled her, he deceivered her. He is probably on a plane to the Bahamas, Mexico, Canada or wherever scum like him go after robbing innocence people of their life savings.

She was mad, no mad's not the word, angry, no that's not it, frustrated, no that's not it either. Pissed, yes, that's it. she was pissed off, More pissed off then she probably has ever been in her whole life. She couldn't believe how stupid she was, she should have known better, just because he was handsome, with his soft blonde hair, chiseled jaw line, gorgeous blue eyes, and a mighty fine body which definitely belonged to an athlete. His features alone made her think very naught things which in turn were making her wet. She was actually considering sleeping with him once maybe twice, just to get a much-needed good lay. But he had to turn out to be a fucking con artist. No wonder he used the word scam so much the other day in her office. It was part of his job title. Scam Artist that's what he is, not a Con Artist even though it means the same thing...

Her mind was going hundred miles pre hour as she paces back and forth in the middle of the airport, mumbling to herself how dump she was for doing this, she should have known better, she should have listening to Brooke, this was such a bad idea, she can just hear Brooke's big fat " I told you so." She looks up at the clock, " Six, forty, forty , fucking minutes later, what the hell? " She stops pacing, as she looks around the airport noticing for the first time the people walking by or sitting down looking at her like she was some crazy lady, usually, she would go hide somewhere, she's is so not one of those girls who likes to be the center of attention. But right now she was to pissed off to give a damn what anyone was thinking. She sighed, as she pulled out her cell,

" Hey"

Her head jerked towards the voice. " Where the hell have you been?" she yelled, causing Lucas to take a step back.

" Sorry, the cab took forever to get to my apartment." He said, as he looked intently at her, she was wearing a rather tight little black dress which hugged her figure perfectly. He swallowed hard, as his gaze first fell upon her ridiculously long, tanned legs. She was wearing dress pants when he first met her in her office last week.

" I told you to be here, at six, you are forty fucking minutes later, And I so don't want to hear that lame excuse. " She put her hands on her hips, " Why didn't you just drive your own car"

" Because, I don't have a car, " he shrugged his shoulders, like it was no big deal. " its New York, who drives here? I use public transportation, you know the bus, the train, the subway, the cab...You dirve?"

"Yes" she said, like she had something over him. " But I don't use my car, it's actually, back home, but that's not the point, your late,"

" And again, I'm sorry, What did you think I took off with your money."

"Whatever, let's go " she said, as she started to walk away from him.

He laughed to himself, " Wait, if the plane was scheduled to take off at six, shouldn't it be gone already." Lucas asked, as he try to walk as fast as she was.

She rolled her eyes, turning around towards him. " I lied," she said, as they locked eyes.

"Excuse me"

" I lied," she repeated, " I told you to meet me here at six, and I had my assistant text you telling you the plane was scheduled to leave at six fifteen, but the real take off time is seven."

"Why lie?"

"Cause I knew just by looking at you last week, that you were one of those people, who can't be on time for anything, and you would make me miss the plane. Then I would have to reschedule my flight and I am not in the mood to call my mother, in tell her I missed my flight. And get bitched out..." she stop herself She didn't need this guy to know all her family drama, he wasn't going to be in her life long anyways,. One week, then he's gone, and she can go back to her normal happy single life.

Lucas knew she wanted to say more, he could tell she was under a lot of stress about going back home, and her sister's wedding. So he decided to drop it. He walked behind her, his eyes staring at her legs, his mind picturing them wrapped around his waist. As they sat down. he asked, "Where are we going again?"

She rolled her prefect green eyes, "Tree Hill, North Carolina" he nods, as she belts herself in. " A small country town, where ever one knows your business."

He nods again, starting to realizes that this home visit isn't a happy one for her. "Don't you think I might need to know some stuff?"

"What?"

" If I'm pretending to be your boyfriend don't you think I should know, the basics, you know, your parents name, sisters, brothers, your middle name, what you do, favorite color, favorite food, you know the 411?"

She rolled her eyes again, knowing he was right, she was planing on sleeping on the plane trip, but that sure in the hell ain't going to happen now. She took a deep breath, " Fine, okay, my parents names are Larry and Anna Sawyer, my mom is fifty-two, my dad just turn sixty, I have no brothers, I have two sisters, April, is my oldest sister, her husband's name is TJ, she is thirty six, so is he. They have three kids, Dylan 5, Justin 7, Emily 2, they have been married for fifteen years, they were high school sweethearts. " She runs her fingers through her hair, as she continues, " Then there's Taylor, she is my baby sister, she is twenty-five, she just finished college, she is the one getting married to Chris, her high sweetheart, "

"What do they do, you know for a living?'

"Well, here is one of the reasons my family isn't to happy with me, my oldest sister, is stay at home moms, and Kelly is going to also be one, My mom was or is a homemaker, she believes that a women job is to get married have children, while the husband, brings home the bread. And I don't agree with her, so I'm kind of like the black sheep of the family, cause I want a career."

"Bullshit" Peyton smiled, at him totally surprised that he said that. He noticed her look. " I think that women should have a choice to stay at home and raise her children or to have a career and a family., My mom raised two kids, while working forty hours a week, and so did my dad. and my brother in I turned out good, "

Peyton nodded, " Anyways, TJ owns is own General store, Chris is a firefighter. "

" Your dad"

" My dad is a doctor" she said, as she reached for her bag, she pulled out her wallet " here " she said, as she handed him some pictures, " That way you could get an idea of what they look like. Wait a minute, "

"What"

" What am I going to tell them you do for a living, I can't tell them you're an escort." she said in panicked voice.

" Well, we can be honest with them and tell them I'm an author, "

"An author?" she asked with a raised eye brow, " Like their going to believe that, they are going to want to know books titles in stuff like that"

" Then I'll tell them the name of the book I wrote, "

" You wrote A book" she asked in a disbelief voice.

" Yes, and it's in you bag" He said with a smirk. He noticed it when she was getting her wallet out.

She give him a confused, you gotta be kidding me look. " You expect me to believe you wrote, Waiting for love?"

" I did, the initials L.E.S stand for Lucas Eugene Scott, read the bio, It will say he was born on July sixteen 1982, and Brooklyn New York, to Karen and Keith Scott, "

Peyton opened the book, reading what he was saying, " You have a brother name Nathan who plays for the Lakers, "

" Yep, " he said, as he pulled out his wallet " This is Nathan and his wife Haley and their son Jamie. and the other picture is my mom Karen and my dad Keith."

Peyton's eyes widen, as she wondered if she should belive him or not, but it did look like he was being honest. "Okay two question. one who's the book about it's like a love letter, is it about your girlfriend or wife or ex-girlfriend, and If you are a famous author why are you working as an escort?"

Lucas smiled, " That was more than two question" she rolled her eyes, " First, I'm doing the escort thing, because, my first book did good, but it's been six years and I needed money and a friend of my told me about this, I've only done five of theses, I'm not as experiences as he is, I like making the money, but I still feel like I'm been pimped out" he laughed. " And no this book wasn't wrote to any one special girl, I'm single, I've never been married, and I've never been in love. I just wrote about waiting on love, you know how it feels to watch everyone around you fall in love and think that there is something wrong with you. My mom always says Lucas you don't go looking for love, love finds you, I wrote that book when I was twenty four, and here I am at thirty in love still hasn't found me. "

Peyton couldn't believe her ears, he was feeling the same way she was, " I don't think love is for everyone"

" I disagree Peyton, I believe there is someone out there for everyone. You just have to let if come to you, love finds you when you least expect it." Their eyes lock..

Peyton breaks the contact first, " So your and author and I guess you should know what I do" she said, as she looked down at her lap. She wasn't sure what was going on, but boy was she hot... and her heart was beating fast. She needed to change the subject.

"So what do you do, Peyton?"

"I'm the owner of Red Bedroom records. You know, managing artists and so." she replied.

"Wow, that's impressive. So I'm guessing you know a lot of famous people" Lucas said as his eyes roam over her again. She was beautiful, that was for sure, she was uptight to, maybe the most uptight person he has ever met. She was definitely going to be challenge to break down her walls, but he was up for it. Observing her he'd have to wager that she was either hurt by someone she trusted greatly, or she was scared.

"Yeah, the job definitely has its perks,"

" Okay, what's your middle name since you know mine now."

"Elizabeth"

" Peyton Elizabeth that's pretty" he said, as she bit her bottom lip, still not looking at him. " How much do you make?"

" None of your damn business" she said, as she give him a cold glare

He just smiled, he knew that would get her to look at him, " Fine, what about ex's?"

" What?"

" I think as you current boyfriend I should know a little about your past relationships."

"I think that's enough about the history of me."

"Testy much?"

She rolled her eyes. "When you're the family disappointment, then you can judge me." she said in the most serious voice he has ever heard. The plane ride was quite for the rest of the trip, as they step into Tree Hill airport, he noticed she was pale as a ghost. " It's going to be okay" he said as he grab her hand.

" I wish I could believe you"

" So who is picking us up."

" No one, they are all to busy to come to a busy airport, I'll call a cab, oh in by the way, my best friend is Brooke Davis, Well, Brooke Baker, is her married name. She knows all about who you are, I tell her everything, she will be in town tomorrow, she will go along with whatever we said. You just need to know her name, my mom wishes she was her actually daughter sometimes."

Thay didn't talk in the cab, but he held her hand, as the pulled up in front of a beautiful two-story, brick house, She took a another deep breath, Lucas watched her with concern, "Ready?"

"Not so much." He smiled, then got out of the cab, he walked over to her side where she was standing, like a sacred little girl."Quick what comes after exhale?"

"Inhale." she smiled a little, He lean down in pecked her lips.

" What was that for?"

" Mama always says a kiss can clam all nerves."

She then reached up in kissed him, surprised them both, " What was that for?" he asked with a smirk,

" Well, my nervous system is shot, so I was hoping your mama's theory was right."

"And?"

" She was" she smiled, as she reached for his hand.

"Peyt? Is that you?" She turned, saw her little sister Taylor

"Hey, Taylor,"

Taylor ran down the drive way, pulling her into a tight hug. Taylor and Peyton have always been close, regardless to what her mom or other sister put her through, she also knew Taylor would have her back.

"You look great."

"So do you"

"Thanks." Taylor's eyes scanned over Lucas. "And who is this? A friend of yours?" Peyton reached back, grabbing Lucas hand and pulling him closer.

"Taylor this is my boyfriend Lucas Scott, Lucas this is my sister, Taylor Sawyer." Taylor's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"Boyfriend. Whoa, you have a boyfriend?" She asked shocked, but in a happy tone to. " Wow! mom and April are in for a shock"

"Why" Lucas asked totally not understanding why the thought of this beautiful, smart, women having a boyfriend was such a shock.

" Well, mom said Peyton was bring someone to the wedding, but they all betted it was a female, and you should aren't no female" she said as he eyes scan Lucas's body.

" They think I'm a lesbian?"

" Yeah, they thought that you were coming out this week" she told as she rolled her eyes, " Dad and I told them they were wrong, but you know mom, "

Peyton shook her head, to say she was surprise would be an understatement, she knew her mom always thought that, but not the rest of her family. Lucas was surprised. " Well, belive me she is into men, she knows just how to make me scream her name." he smiled, as she blushed. He then noticed a women standing on the porch. He knew from the pictures she shown him that it was her mom, he then had an idea

He pulled her to him, and kissed her again. This time with more pressure and passion. He could tell that Peyton was enjoying it as she slid her arms around his neck and began to play with his hair. Feeling a bit more comfortable, she slowly parted her lips, giving his tongue entrance into her hot mouth. She slightly moaned at the contact of both of their tongues meeting, Lucas slowly moved his hands from her face, down to her waist, and finally rested them on her ass. Her perfect, perky ass. She couldn't believe she was doing this and his hands were on her ass, she was actually enjoying the closeness.

" Peyton Elizabeth Sawyer"

The two jumped back, " Hey mama" she said in a happy voice. While looking at Lucas,

" What the hell is wrong with you?" Anna asked as she walked towards the couple

" Good to see you to mom"

"Peyton, you don't go around kissing cab drivers. especially, in my front yard what would the neighbors think"

" Neighbors would probably think, it's about damn time that Sawyer girl found a man, so her mom can quit complaining at all the town meets. "

" I do not to do that "

" No you just go around telling everyone your unmarried thirty year old daughter is a lesbian that's whys she's not married." Peyton said, as she give her mom a cold glare,

Lucas could sense things were about to get out of control. " Hey, Mrs Sawyer" he said, as he extended his hand. " I'm not the cab driver or some guys Peyton just picked up. I'm Lucas Scott, Peyton's boyfriend"

Anna's eyes widen. her mouth dropped, as she stared at her daughter, she didn't say a word, or shook Lucas's hand. She just turned around in walked back into the house.

"Wow. that's a first" Kelly said, as Peyton nodded

"What?" Lucas asked

" Our mom speechless" Peyton said, with a huge grin, " Only six more days to go" she shook her head in walked towards the house. Lucas followed wondering what he actually got himself into.