"Well…doesn't someone look gorgeous," she leaned against the door frame to watch the young girl run the blush over her cheeks. "Going somewhere special?"

"I'm not sure," she admitted, taking the blush across her nose and her forehead. Dapping it on her chin before grabbing the eyeliner and running it across the lid that cover her pale blue eyes. "Ben just told me to be ready at eight and to wear something…well he more or less worded it as something daddy would more than likely tell me to change out of…"

"Well that dress could definitely be classified as that," she looked at the red dress that hugged her daughter's body in ways her husband would definitely not be too happy with. "Where did that dress come from anyway?" her brows creased, it looking vaguely familiar.

"Oh…a certain favorite Aunt of mine gave it to me the other night," she awkwardly fiddled with the black stick in her hand and tossed it on the makeup table. "Do you not like it?" she nervously cut her eyes at her mother who held a stern look before laughing and shaking her head.

"You look gorgeous," she walked over and kissed the top of her head. "So…what's so special about tonight?" she tried to act casual as she picked up the straightener and ran it through her long dark hair. She didn't want to pry, but her daughter was seventeen and just because she knew she had slept with the young boy before didn't mean as a mother it didn't panic her.

She knew what all her friends were doing at Raine's age, hell what she was doing but didn't mean she wasn't sure Raine was ready for it again. The first time it had happened wasn't a shock to her. She walked into the home with a glow on her face that only could be classified as one thing. Hell at the moment she was sure she had been sporting the same glow.

"I'll be right back," she giggled, as her husband's arms came around her waist and pulled her back into the bed.

"No…"he nuzzled her neck and squeezed her tight. "I haven't had you in weeks…" he reminded her and she giggled.

"You just had me," she pointed, flipping around in his arms and straddling his waist. "You had me in the kitchen…" she leaned down to plant a kiss to his chest. "…the couch…" she pressed a kiss to the side of his neck. "…the shower…" the other side of his neck. "…then the bed…" she planted a final one on his lips and he growled. "I'd figure you were exhausted by now…"

"I have catching up to do…" he informed her and she giggled pushing up from his chest. "God baby girl..." he brushed her tangled hair back and frowned a bit. "I've missed your laugh so damn much…" he shook his head and brought her forehead to rest against his. "It feels so good to hear it again…"

"I've missed yours too," she sighed against his lips. "I've been really lonely lately," she confessed and his frown deepened. "It's getting harder…now that the kids are no longer needing mommy around all the time, I have way too much time on my hands and just…just spend that time missing you…."

"I'm sorry…" he shook his head hating it. He didn't want to hurt her, hurting her was the last thing in his life he wanted. She meant more than anything to him, but he knew his job, it took him away a lot. And though at first the kids kept her busy, she was right, she didn't have a distraction anymore. "Our last game is in three weeks than I'm home for four full months," he reminded her and her whole face lit up.

"Think we could just spend those months like this?" she questioned and he smirked.

"That is the best idea you've ever had," he informed her and she giggled catching her mouth on his. "I love you…"

"I love you too…" she told him and pushed herself back. "But I really need to go downstairs for just two seconds…" she promised and he pouted pushing out his lip. "Two seconds!" she rolled from the bed and he smacked her butt as she sent him a playful look, pulling his large shirt over her and she raced down the stairs.

Opening the fridge she grabbed them a drink before moving over to the closet and grabbing a snack, knowing if they kept up with what had been happening all day they needed to get some energy in them. However, if he wanted to skip the food and just make lover until their bodies went limp from energy she would. However, she was sure they could get more rounds in with a quick burst of energy.

"Mom?!" she heard a shocked voice and spun on her feet with wide eyes.

"Raine…" she tugged on the end of her shirt to cover herself more. "What…what are you doing?" she glanced at her daughter coming from the front door before looking at the clock. "It's two in the morning. Why aren't you are Bevin's?"

"Oh…" she awkwardly bounced on her feet knowing that was a lie. She had been at Ben's that night, however his parents came home early from their trip and she had to sneak out so they didn't catch her. But…well she didn't think her parents would still be up…"Uh…"

"Raine Scott…" her mother's voice stern and she swallowed hard. "Where the hell were you?"

"Umm…" she scratched her neck nervously. "I…I was at Ben's…" she confessed knowing she was the worst at lying to her mother. Her mom always knew. "His parents were supposed to be gone until late tomorrow but they came home late tonight…"

"So you came home because you knew Carly wouldn't approve of you sleeping over," she crossed her arms and Raine glanced down. "Oh my god…." Her stomach dropped when she saw something flicker through her daughter, a look she never held before. A sparkle in her eyes and a grin she was trying to desperately erase from her face. She knew that look, years ago she experienced it with the man upstairs and just like her daughter a smile stayed on her face for weeks. "Raine…"

"What?" her head snapped up and hand started to tremble.

"Raine…"

"Mom…" she matched her tone and nervously felt her heart start to race. Catching the look in her eyes and without another word it clicked…she knew. "Please don't be mad at me…" she pleaded, nervously chewing her lip.

"Raine…" she gave her a gentle smile and moved toward her. "I'm not mad…shocked yes, but not mad…"

"Promise?"

"Of course," she brushed her hair back. "Are you ok?" she wondered, knowing that was an experience, a major experience in a young girls' life. Guys were different; to them they just wanted to do it so they could say they did it, but girls…girls it was supposed to be special. And other than Rachel, who would openly admit hers was anything but, all her friends had experienced that special moment with a boy they loved. She wanted her daughter to feel the way she felt the first time she slept with the boy she loved so much.

"Honestly?" she raised a brow and her mother nodded. "I'm perfect," she grinned and completely lit up. "I was scared, petrified but it wasn't what I thought. I over thought all it was like and it…it comes so naturally. Plus, Ben was so perfect and gentle. God mom," she got all dreamy eyes and dropped down on the stool. "The way he treated me made me love him so much more."

"God…" she reached over and squeezed her hand tight. "Now I have to be a mom," she told her and her daughter's face fell some. "Were you safe?"

"Completely," she rushed to tell her. "Trust me mom, he and I aren't stupid."

"I'm not saying you're stupid but I know what it's like to get caught up in a moment," she told her. "How do you think I got your brother?" she teased and her daughter laughed. "But we will go this week to get you on the pill…"

"Ok," she agreed knowing she couldn't fight her mom on that. "Sorry if I ruined your night," she gave a knowing look as she glanced at what her mother was in.

"You didn't," she blushed a little. "But I'm going to be honest with you when I say I haven't seen you dad in a month…you being here isn't changing my night," she smirked and saw her daughter pull a face.

"Mom gross," she cringed and gaged a little. Glancing down to see her phone going off and grinning.

"Go answer it," she stepped back and grabbed all the treats. "Oh and maybe sleep in the basement."

"Mom!"

"Daughter!" she mocked as she moved back up the steps. The young girl grabbing her stuff and moving toward the basement knowing the last thing she ever wanted to hear was her parents.

"Mind somewhere mom?" Raine gave her a look when she noticed her space out.

"Just wish the season over already," she shrugged. "But you look great," she released her daughter's hair and looked at her in the mirror. "Will totally take his breath away."

"Well let's hope," she jumped up when they heard the doorbell ring. "That's him, I'll let you know where I'm at," she pressed a kiss to her cheek and darted out the door. "Bye! Love you!"

"Love you too," she mumbled sinking back on the bed and glancing around the empty room, the empty house. "Damn…" she picked at the sheet with a frown. "I need to get a damn puppy," she stood up knowing laundry was calling her name.

"Thanks again for dinner Luke," Brooke smiled as she pushed her plate away. "I swear you're trying to make me fat," she placed her had on her full belly and sunk back into her chair. It had been a week since he had reentered her life and in that week they had been together every night, eating dinner, watching movies, talking. She forgot how much she enjoyed spending time with him, forgot how good they were together.

"I'm not trying to make you fat," he rolled his eyes and picked up their dishes and placed them over in the sink. "If I'm honest, I think you've been looking a little small," he admitted and her brows pulled together looking at him. "Just want you health again."

"Yeah," she frowned glancing down and pulling in a long breath. "But umm…" she cleared her throat and stood up to put away the rest of the leftovers. "I've had a lot of fun this past week spending time with you," she leaned up beside him as he ran the rag over the dish. "I've missed this stuff," she stepped closer and felt him stiffen beside her. "Luke…" she touched his shoulder when she saw him freeze up. "What-"

"I've missed this stuff too," he stepped back and dropped the dish in the sink. "But I have to get something out…of my room," he awkwardly mumbled spinning on his shoes and back toward his room. Pulling in long breathes he tried to control the emotions in him, he shouldn't be feeling them but he couldn't help it. Every time he was around her his emotions took over that he never controlled well, she intoxicated, she always intoxicated him. "Damn it…" he reared back and slammed his fist into the wall, feeling the pain shoot through his arm. Giving it a shake her twisted toward the door and froze. "Brooke…"

"Doesn't do much does it?" she nodded at his hand and he glanced down at it. "Punching walls, slamming doors, kicking over chairs," she swayed into the room and his breath became heavy as she slowly took his hand in hers. "Doesn't make what you feel pass any quicker…"

"Better to punch a wall then do something stupid," he said as she slid between him and the dresser.

"Yeah," she let out a dry laugh and shook her head. Pulling in a long breath and feeling her voice already cracking as she looked back up at him. "Why did you leave me?" she wondered and his eyes closed. "We were so happy, we could have been so happy…"

"Brooke…"

"But it wasn't enough for you…I wasn't enough for you," she shoved him back and ran her hand through her hair.

"You told me too!" he reminded her and she froze. "You told me to go and you told me to do the right thing!" he tossed his hands up annoyed. "Damn Brooke, I was trying to do the right thing…"

"But he wasn't yours," she spun to face him with the shake of her head. "He wasn't yours Luke and you still didn't come back…"

"I didn't know he wasn't mine at first," he told her and her head dropped. "And when I did what was I supposed to do then? I had invested so much time into his life that he would have been lost if I just picked up and left. For the last two years of his life I was all he knew. I did what I thought was right…"

"Yeah, just sucks you always do what you think is right for other people. Never have that mind set with me," she let out a bitter laugh and spun on her feet out the door.

"You got married, Brooke!" he pointed out as he followed her. "I came back, I was here over a year ago and you were engaged to marry someone else!"

"What?" she looked at him confused to that. Confused to when he came back.

"I went to bed every night thinking of you and I spent every day missing you and Lindsey told me to leave. She told me she understood what I was trying to do but it wasn't fair for me to be there when I wasn't really even there…" he explained and she swallowed the large lump in his throat. "So I came back…"

"You…you came back?" she placed her hand on her chest feeling her hurt race.

"You promised to wait, you said you would give me time to figure it out and I was trying. I was doing what I thought was right and…and I come home…" his throat tightened and he pulled in a long breath. "And turns out you barely waited eight months…"

"I…I didn't know…" she felt the pressure build in her eyes. "I never heard from you…so I just…I assumed you moved on."

"I've never moved on," his jaw locked and she closed her eyes. "God, I'm never going to move on," he shook his head with three quick steps he was before her and gripped onto the back of her neck.

"Luke-" she went to speak but was cut off with his lips slamming into hers. Stumbling her back a step into the wall, she moaned as his body pressed against her. Building a feeling in her she hadn't felt in a long time, longer than she cared to admit. "Lucas…" her hands planted on his shoulders as he lifted her up with ease and settled her on his hips, his hips pushing against hers making her moan.

This was wrong, she didn't do this. She didn't just casually sleep with someone she wasn't with, even if it was Lucas. They weren't together and it was Lucas, nothing about this could be casual, however as soon as his teeth nipped her bottom lip and his tongue danced across her lips she almost forgot to care.

Spinning them away from the wall, he shuffled his feet toward the bed, collapsing them on top of it and she sunk into the comfortable bed. Resting on his elbows, hovering over her he pulled back panting as she glanced down to fiddle with his belt and button. Tiling her head up to kiss along his throat and under his jaw she nipped the skin feeling him swallow hard.

"Shit…" he cursed when he felt her hand push down his jean and graze over his want for her. He hadn't felt her in so long, but as soon as her soft hands moved up across his chest he felt the heat rip through him and he remembered. He remembered what it was like to touch her, kiss her, feeling and taste her and in the moment he swore he never wanted anyone more.

Dragging his body across hers, she released a moan as he pushed up her shirt and kissed down her neck, between her breast and across her smooth stomach. Hitting the button on her jean and tugged them off and threw them to the side.

Fluttering her eyes shut, his soft lips trailed over the top of her panties and her inner thigh. Her body shifting in the bed as his teeth nipped the sensitive skin.

"Oh…" she gasped her heart racing faster as his hand slid between her two legs as she slowly starts to part them. "Oh god Luke," she moaned as his thumb grazed over her making her quiver, "Uhh…" She arched her back as his tongue makes contact with her sending a shot of goose bumps all over. His tongue moved across her sensitive skin making her feel things only he seemed to be able to do. It was like he was the only man who could making her body beg, quiver and crave his touch and everything else and as much as she loved that he could do this to her, she also hated it.

Her back arched, eyes slam shut and toes curl completely under as the moment of pleasure sends waves through her whole body, "Lucas…" She moaned out as his tongue made a path up her body, leaving small kisses before reaching her neck and biting down.

"God, I forgot how damn good you tasted," he growled and nuzzled his nose along her neck. Her releasing a pant as he shifted his body on top of her and his want grazed over her still throbbing center. Him dragging himself slowly across her, she arched up and gasped. Gripping her hands on his shoulders, her nails curled in as his mouth landed back on hers.

Brooke sucking his lip making him growl and with one quick motion slammed into her making her moan. Her heart pounding into her chest and matching his ever beat. Pulling back he trailed his kiss to her neck and sucked hard, dragging his teeth up to her ear she felt every nerve ending in her shiver as his tongue flicked across it.

"I love you," he whispered out low before burying his face in her neck. Her eyes slamming shut trying not to recall the way that always made her feel. The way his tongue curled around each word and how his heart always skipped that sudden beat while uttering those words to her. She couldn't let herself remember that because than she would have to explain what this was. Make herself believe it was a step to them getting back together when they both knew it was more complicated than that. One night of love making wasn't going to change all the million talks they had before them. No matter how amazing that love making was.

It was so different being with Lucas. She wished she could explain it but she didn't know how. She only had been with two men her whole life so it's not like she was the master of sex and could judge it but she knew the difference. Lucas touched her differently, kissed her differently and gave her a look no one had before. Not to say Brad, her ex, was not a good lover, he was an excellent lover and being with him sent her body into pure bliss, but Lucas…good there was so much passion in their love making she swore no man would compare.

Her breathing became faster, her heart raced under him and when he felt her hips buckle he breathed out the relief as he thrusted hard into her hitting his release and slamming his lips against hers. They roll around in the bed lips hooked and tongues dancing before Lucas settled on top of her; her hands holding onto his jaw as his left a line of goose bumps before settling on her hips.

"God," he panted, his finger tracing over her cheek as he looked down at her. Her glancing up at him and tears filled making his heart ache. "What's wrong?" his heart pound and she swallowed hard.

"That…" she pulled in a long breath to relax herself. "That was my first time since losing him…" she confessed and his eyes slowly shut.

"Brooke…I'm sorry…"

"No!" she freaked, cupping his cheeks to look at her. "No, I don't want you sorry. It…it was perfect," she whispered and he knocked the tear from her cheek. "I was almost scared too…" she admitted. "Thought it would be different…but just like always you were just so…perfect…so gentle with me…" she spoke and his head rested against hers. "Thank you…" she told him, gently touching his cheek.

"Anything for you…" he told her, not sure what he was supposed to say. He didn't think about that before. In the moment he wanted her, as careless as that might have been he wanted her. He never thought about that part, he never even thought since the loss of her son she and her ex hadn't ever slept together again. In that moment he just saw her and in this moment he wished he thought it through more. "Brooke…" he traced his finger over her collarbone and pulled in a long breath. "I'm sorry I've I rushed you," he told her and her eyes fluttered close. "But I want you to know that I'm not going to rush you…rush this…everything is still fresh for you and you are barely even divorced," he pointed out and she bit her lip. "But I want you," he said and she pulled in a long breath. "I want all of this, I want us again. I want to make things right and just fix you," his hand placed over her heart.

"Luke…"

"Just let me…" he pleaded and swallowed hard, nervous of what her answer might be. He loved her, he knew that and he wanted to be with her but he knew all she had going on. Her heart and mind were in a million places, but he was so scared if he didn't show her he was here now she might never believe him.

"We have a lot of work, Luke," she told him. "As great as this was it doesn't change that we still have issues. Issues as a couple, issues as just being us. You said it yourself Luke, the ink on my divorce papers aren't even dry yet," she let out a dry laugh knotting her hand through her hair.

"Yeah…" he agreed biting his lower lip. "But we also never really broke up. So you just cheated on me and now I forgive you," he shrugged it off casually before giving her that smirk that makes her go weak.

"Broody…"

"It's not simple," he took her hand and brushed his lips across her knuckles. "But we are never simple and we could figure it out…together…"

"God…haven't thought about that in so long," she pulled in a long breath. "Us…together…slowly accepted it was in the past and never to happen again. Even if it broke my heart…"

"I don't want you broken anymore…"

"Good, because I don't think I can handle it breaking again," her voice cracked and he leaned to press a kiss to her lips. Feeling them tremble as his hand cupped her cheek to lift her face and add more pressure.

"It won't," he promised against her lips as he rolled over on top of her. "I promise Pretty Girl. It won't…" he whispered to her and though she wanted to believe him, with all the times her heart had been proven wrong she honestly wasn't even sure if she could.

So, there is only two more chapters of this story! Hope you enjoyed the new update and sorry it's kinda short!

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