Heyyy!! Thank you for all the quick reviews! I decided to update soon so you guys wouldn't be in suspense for much longer. Throughout the chapter, there are quotes that set the mood. Hope you like them!

For those of you with questions…

Asharp4- Nathan told Brooke his middle name. She hasn't regained any of her memory yet.

Brucas831- Thank you for your suggestion. Do not worry, Lucas will be making a huge appearance soon and he will be having a great part in the story, contrary to before.

OTHwriter93- Thank you for reading even though you hate Brathan. And yes, the whole B/L/N triangle will be pretty intense, mostly for Brooke.

Here is Chapter 11, aka the chapter in which the real drama will start. Enjoy:)

Previously…

Out of the blue, Brooke stopped. Nathan was under her and they were still tangled up in each other's arms. Their faces were but inches away from each other. She could feel his breath on her face and feel the tension from their close proximity. He could feel the pressure from her body and his pulse shooting up real high. As he stared into her eyes, she stared into his and their gazes locked. Slowly, Brooke leaned down as Nathan leaned upwards to capture the other's lips…

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Their lips met in a heat of passion, like a million fireworks suddenly went off. Slow, but fervently, the sexual tension between the two erupted. The kisses started to get more and more intense as time surpassed. Nathan traveled his kisses from Brooke's lips to her neck to the spot behind her neck that drove her insanely crazy. She moaned out loud as he found her weakness. Brooke did her own exploring, kissing her way across his jaw line, along his neck, and down his rock hard abs, teasing him along the way. He found his way back to her lips, not being able to stand being away. Slowly, his hands started playing with the strings of her bikini, yearning for more. As the knot was about to untangle, Brooke broke away. Both were breathing extremely heavily and as they started for a second in one another's eyes, the lust was evident.

"Of all the worldly passions, lust is the most intense. All other worldly passions seem to follow in its train." - Buddah

Brooke broke the tensioned silence. "Not here. Let's go to your place."

He nodded, standing up with Brooke's legs wrapped around his waist and her arms tangled up around his neck. They started kissing again, less vigorously but with the same amount of passion, stumbling their way to his car.

Lust's passion will be served; it demands, it militates, it tyrannizes" -Marquis De Sade

Any onlooker who would've witnessed Brooke and Nathan that day would've admired such young love, oblivious to its wrongness. For every amount of lust, there was twice the amount of betrayal. Their passion was filled with infidelity, dishonestly, and sin. It was wrong on so many levels, but they still did it.

"A lot of people mistake a short memory for a clear conscious." –Dough Larson

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Brooke opened her eyes after a nice nap. She felt the other side of the bed, expecting to feel her companion. However, it was empty. Instantly, she sat up and looked around. Where the heck am I?

The comforter, sheets, and pillows were a forest green. Funny, at home they are dark blue.

She turned her attention to the bed stand. It was made of mahogany wood. At home they are cherry wood.

The lamp had a matching green shade. What happened to the expensive silk one I bought from New York?!

There was a picture of James, Shelly, and Aaron near the lamp. Where did the photo of Lucas and me after our wedding go?!

Everything's different! Did Luke arrange for some Home Makeover people to re-do our bedroom while I was sleeping or something?? And where is he?! I'm obviously naked so we must've had sex. Who the heck just runs off after sex?

Brooke got out of the bed and put on her robe. She started walking towards the door in search of some clue to where she was.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened. A smile formed on Brook's face. He was in the bathroom this whole time! Why didn't I check there before? God, what have I lost my memory or something? Expecting her husband, she turned around. The sight however was quite far from her expectations. The opposite, actually.

"Nathan?!?!"

"While we are free to choose our actions, we are not free to choose the consequences of our actions." -Stephen R. Covey

Nice ending, huh? Hope you guys enjoyed Chapter 11!! For those of you that love drama, this is just the beginning. Please please R & R!!!! I love to know what you think!! I'll try to update soon. Have a good day!