Words Written You Never Read

Chapter 3:

"Is it really that hard to believe that someone of substance might actually want to spend their lives with you?" Nathan asks Brooke intently, "I know I'm being presumptuous here, but how will we know if this can work or not if we don't at least try?"

"Nathan-" Brooke protests.

"Dance with me?" Nathan motions for her to join him in the small dining room, the lights begin to flicker. "It's really starting to come down out there isn't it?"

Brooke instantly hears the wind howl and the thunder roar to life, "Nathan what are we doing?"

"Don't think about it so much Davis, stop playing around in that pretty little head of yours and dance with me." Nathan kinks his eyebrow in her direction, "I'm not going to ask you again." Before Brooke could answer the lights flicker again and stay off this time, the room was now dark and quiet.

Haley makes her way outside the small regional airport that welcomed her back to Tree Hill. She looks at her phone, no signal. The storm is really starting to come down, she's surprised they were able to land at all. She tries Nathan's cell phone again it rings once and disconnects, "Damnit." Haley mutters to herself, "how am I going to get home now?" She walks back inside and heads to the help desk, "Hi, is there any way you can call me a cab? My phone isn't getting any signal and I can't get a hold of my husband."

"Of course ma'am, it will be just a few minutes." The lady at the desk replies with a smile before picking up the phone.

"Terrific, thank you." Haley responds in kind, "this will teach me to come home early and surprise my husband."

Brooke stood in the darkness, waiting for her eyes to adjust. "I'm not asking you again Davis, dance with me" Nathan calls out in front of her.

"I can't see anything." Brooke huffs, "How are we supposed to dance if we can't see each other?"

Nathan heads to her and wraps his arms around her waist, "can you see me now?"

Brooke's skin burns under his touch, "yes," she gulps. "Nathan we need to talk about this."

"Not tonight," Nathan leads her to the kitchen and lights a candle. The soft glow illuminates his face as he takes her delicate hand in his, "just be in this moment with me. Right here, right now. We can face reality tomorrow."

Brooke looks into his twinkling blue eyes and nods her head, "this evening has not gone the way I thought it would go, so why stop now?" Brooke reaches for his hand and beams, "I would love to."

Nathan didn't hesitate for fear of Brooke changing her mind. He placed his hands at her waist again and they began to sway to the soft melodious sound of the rain. 'Is this really happening?' he wonders to himself, 'Brooke Davis is in my arms and it isn't a prank, or juvenile silliness… It's real. Nathan presses his forehead to Brooke, "you're making me the happiest man in the world right now Brooke, I hope you realize that."

Brooke bites her lip and stares up into his eyes, she rubs her hand along the collar of his polo shirt. She can't help but drift to the thoughts racing around her mind, 'did Nathan Scott really truly have feelings for me?' 'Was this sinking feelings in my stomach because I was afraid to feel for him what he professed only a few hours ago to feel for me?' 'Has it always been Nathan - is that why I have floated from random guy to random guy for all of these years?'

"What did I tell you about that mind of yours?"

Brooke bites her lip again, she's caught. They have been dancing for what felt like hours and all she wants to focus on is the soft beating of their two hearts, she wills herself to just let go. She brings both hands to Nathan's face and kisses him, her mind is screaming for her to stop - but her heart is telling her it will all be alright. Nathan is here and he isn't going anywhere. "I want to try this with you. See where life takes us."

Nathan pulls away, "Are you sure?" He asks with enthusiasm, Brooke answered with a wordless yes. He kisses her again with fervor, running his hands through her hair. He lets his hands drift to every inch of the outline of her body. Brooke giggles and he picks her up and pulls her to him. She wraps her legs around his waist and moans when his lips find her neck and collarbone. After a few seconds Nathan releases her and struggles to catch his breath.

Brooke's lips are stinging and she wants nothing more than access to Nathan's head, 'what is he thinking about?' she wonders. He looks down at her, lust in his eyes and she knows what he wants because she wants it too. She grants him access to her mouth again and Nathan slowly walks them back towards the bedroom, aside from the soft slides of his stride the only sound Brooke hears is the rain beating down outside and their clothes falling to the floor.

Haley looks down at her watch, she has been waiting for a cab for over an hour. "I just want to go home," she grumbles with a kick of her boot. A bright yellow cab pulls up to the curb, "finally."

"Where to miss?" The cabbie asks when Haley slides into the backseat.

"1256 French Street, Tree Hill please."

The cab pulls into the road leading out of the airport, "I should have you there in no time."

"Thank you." Haley closes her eyes and sinks further into her seat. 'I have honestly missed Tree Hill,' she tells herself. 'I have missed all of it, I have missed the town, the people, my friends, my family and especially Nathan. I ended the tour early to be here to show my re-commitment to our marriage. I know he has been distant and has been feeling like we failed but I think the counseling is starting to work.' She told her tour manager some things were more important to her than the tour and left after their last show and hadn't looked back. She knew her marriage was on unsteady ground at the moment and she couldn't wait to get home and tell Nathan that she was finally ready to settle down and start a family. He was going to be so excited.

"Thank you so much sir, safe travels." Haley says as the cab parks in front of the driveway. Haley retrieves her bags and runs quickly to the front door, getting soaked in the process. She puts her key in the door and lets herself in, she reaches for a lightswitch and nothing happens. "Damn storm," Haley sighs. She heads to the kitchen to grab a flashlight, but decides to just head to the bedroom first. "It's late, he's probably asleep anyway. We can worry about the lack of power in the morning," Haley yawns and heads to the bedroom down the hall. "Why is the door shut, Nathan never shuts the door."

Nathan tucks the sheets between them and let's out a deep breath, "that was amazing Davis." He plays with her hair and kisses her collarbone, "I wanted to take you out on a date first but-"
"Are you complaining right now hot shot?" Brooke props herself up on her elbows.

"No ma'am I'm not." Nathan grins, "I haven't felt this good in months. I know you think I'm insane for saying this already but I love you Brooke, I think a part of me always has."

Brooke closes her eyes, she knows he means it and smiles, "I love you too Nathan. You're one of my best friends, thinking of this becoming something else makes me just elated. I have always been afraid of letting anyone in, I am very guarded but I want to open my heart to you completely." Brooke leans in and kisses Nathan's lips, stubble tickling her cheek.

"I knew I heard your voice," Haley says, "Nathan I'm home!"