AN: Thanks for all the reviews! I'm so excited! YAY! Okay, so, yes they are in Vegas!

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Disclaimer: I do not own One Tree Hill.

"Ready for Vegas?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah, but can I ask you something?" Brooke asked. Lucas nodded. "How come your not treating me like an actual hostage?"

"I am, you had to act like you were my girlfriend. Wasn't that painful?" Lucas asked with a laugh.

"No, I meant, you don't keep a gun to my head, hurt me, rape me," Brooke listed. Lucas looked at her.

"There is something about you that told me, 'don't hurt this girl!" Lucas said. Brooke smiled widely. Was she falling for her robber?

"So Chad, I don't know a lot about you, so spill!" Brooke demanded. Lucas' eyes looked into hers and sighed.

"What do you want to know?" Lucas asked. He felt happy with her, Lucas shook his head, and they couldn't be anymore.

"How old you are, favorite thing to do, favorite sport, and favorite television show, you know, the works," Brooke giggled. Lucas got lost in her giggle, he didn't even realize he missed the exit.

"I am twenty-five, I love to write, I play basketball, and I have tons of favorite shows," Lucas said. "What about you?"

"I am twenty-four, I like to design outfits, I cheerlead, and I love the OC," Brooke said.

"I like Ryan," Lucas said.

"I like Kaitlin," Brooke said.

"I like Seth and Summer, they made it interesting," Lucas said.

"How do you know this?" Brooke joked.

"My sister brainwashed me," Lucas said. Brooke nodded.

"I liked Kaitlin and Johnny," Brooke voiced her opinion. Lucas eyed her strangely.

"No, he and Marissa," Lucas said.

"Ewwww! She is supposed to be Ryan, not Johnny. Besides, Kaitlin and Johnny would have gotten together, but no, they had to kill him off," Brooke said angered.

"Take it easy!" Lucas said calming Brooke down. Brooke laughed a little embarrased.

"Brooke," Lucas said. Brooke shot her head up. She out the window and drooled.

"Viva Las Vegas!" Brooke yelled. Lucas chuckled.

"Here's your id," Lucas said. Brooke snatched the id out of his hand. She gasped.

"I don't weight one-twenty!" Brooke snapped.

"I had to guess," Lucas said defensively.

"Well, you are far off!" Brooke hissed.

"By how much?" Lucas asked.

"Five pounds," Brooke said. Lucas laughed. He exited the car and grabbed her bag.

"Wait, are we staying at the five star Hilton?" Brooke asked as she stared up at it. Lucas nodded.

"Yes, under my name. Now, to avoid suspicion, you have to be my girlfriend. I made reservations with our names on it," Lucas said as he walked up to the check-in counter. Brooke slipped her hand into his. She felt this electricity that made her feel a rush passion. Oh, no, no, no, she was falling.

"Hello, sir, name please," the front desk lady asked. Brooke blocked out whatever they were doing, and instead, focused her attention on a poster.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but, is tonights entertainment, Josh Groban?" Brooke asked. The lady nodded.

"Here's your key, sir, room ten. Yes, Josh Groban is playing in two hours," the lady informed.

"Hunny, we're not gonna make it," Lucas said. He didn't like Josh Groban, didn't want to hear it, and wanted to eat.

"Baby, please," Brooke pouted.

"No," Lucas said putting his foot down.

"If you're a good boy and take me, you will get a little something later," Brooke said huskily. Shivers ran down Lucas' spine.

"Well, then, let's go," Lucas said. Brooke giggled. He picked up her bags and followed her to their room. The room was huge and lush.

"I'm going to get ready and you order something for us to eat," Brooke demanded as she rushed to check out what to wear. She put on a sliming, black cocktail dress. She put on her black pumps and wondered, 'what would Lucas think?' She walked over to the living room. "How do I look?" Brooke asked. Lucas looked at her.

"Hot, sexy," Lucas said. Brooke smiled. "Or whatever you want me to say," Lucas said. Brooke smiled. That was what she wanted to hear. Brooke rushed to the bathroom to fix her make-up. "Brooke, dinner," Lucas said as he grabbed the food. Brooke glanced at the food. Spaghetti and wine, how romantic! Brooke sat across from him.

"Hey, do you like Josh Groban?" Brooke asked. Lucas shook his head.

"He has one good song, and only, one," Lucas informed.

"Well, if you're a good boy, I will do a little something for you later," Brooke said. Lucas smirked.

"Please, do," he said huskily. Again, Brooke felt a rush. She wanted him, oh, how she wanted him. Lucas walked over to her to pour her a glass of wine. Brooke jumped up and kissed him. Passion filled the atmosphere. Lucas picked her up and threw her on the couch. Lucas hovered over her and kissed the nape of her neck. Brooke moaned in pleasure. She didn't want to stop. A ring of an alarm interrupted any further actions. Lucas and Brooke separated. Oh my gosh, these three words, ran threw their mind.

"Ready?" Brooke asked. Lucas nodded as Brooke slipped her hand into his. They walked to the room and took a seat in the front.

"That was amazing," Brooke said as they entered their hotel room. Lucas nodded and grabbed some pillows and a blanket. He placed them on the couch. He pulled off his shirt and pants. "What are you doing?" Brooke asked. She stared intently at his abs.

"Sleeping on the couch," Lucas said as he flopped on it. Brooke laughed.

"You can sleep in the bed with me. I mean, you paid for this room," Brooke said. Lucas got up and walked over to the bedroom and hopped in the bed. Brooke pulled off her top and pants. Revealing her lacy bra and underwear. Brooke lay beside him and looked at him. She planted one on him and forced her tongue in his mouth. Lucas moaned. In the heat of passion, they both disrobed the other. Lucas forced himself into Brooke. They were both in heaven.

AN: Yay! Brucas passion! Lol. Review.

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