A/N: Hello all, I'm finally back. I'm not sure how many of you read my other story "Eyes Wide Shut" but I discovered my story had been plagiarized, another member on this site by the name of LoudestSoundLoveUnspoken has essentially copied my fic and put it in another category, only changing the names. This person even copied my author's notes at the top of the nine chapters they have copied & put up so far, just editing out a few phrases like when I lost my job. Even some of their profile page has been directly copied from mine as well as a "preview" for "Chapter 13: The True Volume Of Love Unspoken". As you can see even their pen name came from my story. I also discovered the other story listed as theirs is a plagiarized copy of another OTH fic by Lucas4Ever. I've contacted fanfiction support several times but so far haven't gotten a responses and quite honestly I was unsure if I would remain posting any of my fics on this site after that. I'm seriously debating opening my own message board which will be by invitation only, and a safe place to post fics without theft, as well as a website that will be accessible to people I've gotten to know... for now I am taking a chance and googling my own work often to make sure no more of my work is stolen but if it happens again I'll be taking everything down. That being said after much internal debate, for now I've decided to continue to update both this & "I'd Come For You". Keeping my fingers crossed that I won't have to take everything down. Anyways, on to the author responses about the story.
Oh and special shoutout to Delta Yvonne for giving me the kick in the butt to actually continue with this story.
Luv2Live- LOL, that's okay...and yes Jamie's life is about to becoming crazy. Thanks for the review!
Marissa Davis- You're right about this being complicated, it is obvious Nathan is in love with Brooke and that Peyton has feeling for Julian so we'll see how that all plays out soon. And yes Peyton is definitely going to be freaking out about Jamie and with Nathan stuck up there during a snowstorm... well you'll see. :) Thanks for reviewing!
Callison- Thanks for the review! I'm glad you enjoyed the Brachel talk.
superstargirl7- Thanks for the review! I'm glad you caught the parellel of Lucas being with Peyton when Brooke needed him to now Nathan being with Brooke when Peyton needs them. I'm glad you love the way Brathan are together. As for Jamie & Keith, you'll have to wait & see. ;)
miralinda- Aww, don't be sad. Even if your scenario does happen, this is far from over. Thanks so much for reviewing!
tanya2byour21- I can ease your fears on one thing, Peyton WILL NOT be pregnant in this story! As for what happened with Jamie, that's going to be revealed here. Thanks for the review!
GHJaSam4Ever- Thanks so much for the review! Yeah poor Lucas, we'll find out more about what's going on with him and Keith next chapter.
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The Greatest
And inside of your walls there will dwell a Capricorn,
(that will feast your body all night)
If we keep this up then a love child will be born,
All because, of the greatest
The greatest you, the greatest me;
we have found the greatest chemistry.
The greatest touch, the greatest kiss;
what came to be is the greatest wish…
Sam stood in front of the bathroom, splashing her face with water for the third time. She wiped away the excess water before turning nervous eyes to the mirror, adjusting the silk white mid-thigh nightdress she wore, wondering if she'd gone overboard in the looking every bit of the virgin she is.
Amy had left an hour ago to sneak into Declan's room when Jack came to sneak into theirs, and she couldn't fight the nervousness that seemed to be flowing through her body despite feeling like she was ready for this next step. Finally she reached for a towel to pat her face dry before letting out a heavy breath ad exiting the bathroom to find the room's lighting dimmed and Jack sitting on the bed clad in boxers and a t-shirt; his eyes raking over her appreciatively.
"You look…" he trailed off as he smiled. "Wow…"
"Yeah," Sam bit her lip nervously. "Thanks, you too."
Jack stood up and moved towards her, his hand held out to her which she immediately took as he led her towards the bed. "You're beautiful," he said as he reached up to cup her face before bringing his lips to hers.
The kiss started slow, tentative as their tongues sought each other's. Jack leaned her back as their kiss deepened, their hands roaming over each other's bodies in exploration before they finally parted from lack of breath.
"You ready?" Jack asked as he lifted his head to look at her.
"Yeah," she said softly as he reached for the edge of the blankets and pulled them back.
She slide back as he stood up and made his way over to the chair where his jeans lay, retrieving the condom from the pocket before he got in the bed beside her. Sam helped him adjust the blanket over them before their mouths sought the other's again, kissing more heatedly this time.
Both their hands seemed to be frenzied as they helped the other remove their clothing underneath the cover of blankets, tossing the garments out into various areas on the floor until they were both naked.
Sam let out a moan into his mouth as Jack touched her bare breast for the first time, cupping the firm globe of flesh before her tweaked the hardened peak. She lay on her back as he leaned over her, his hand repeating the same action of her left breast as he had the right. His hand trailed down her body, her stomach trembling noticeably as his fingers brushed across her heated skin.
"Sam," he looked down into her eyes. "Are you okay?"
"I'm scared," she said before her cheeks flushed red in embarrassment. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Jack replied. "We can stop."
"I don't want to stop," she said before leaning up to kiss his lips.
He returned her kiss, immediately taking control of it as his hand resumed its path, her arching up and pulling away from his mouth to let out a breathy gasp as one of his digits entered her intimate folds. "You feel ready…" he said with a groan as he removed his finger before sitting up on his knees and reaching for the condom he'd left on the edge of the bed.
She could really see him in the moonlight and her eyes widened at the size of what was supposed to go inside of her. She'd never seen a naked boy before and even through seeing him made her whole body feel tingly all over, it also made her even more nervous than she already was. Her brown eyes watched raptly as he tore open the foil package and slipped the lubricated latex over the length of his arousal.
Jack looked down at her, really seeing her body for the first time from his vantage point and smiled. He'd had sex with one girl before but she didn't compare to Sam. He ran his hands over her knees to spread her legs to accommodate him, feeling them shake. "Are you okay?"
"Just nervous," she let out a laugh before cupping her hands over her face. "I can't stop shaking; this is so embarrassing."
"Don't be embarrassed," Jack said before he leaned over to kiss her lips. "This is a big step; just try to relax."
Sam nodded before he lifted her bent legs in the air, her body still trembling as she felt him line up his shaft up with her moist opening and pressed inside of her; causing her legs to tense even more.
He looked down into her eyes, his orbs filled with warmth, love, and his own nervousness. "This is going to hurt some," Jack watched her nod.
"I know," she said before he sheathed himself in her completely, swiftly breaking through her virginity before staying still, her mouth rictus with no sound from the slight pain. She'd braced herself for more hurt but it wasn't half as bad as she'd imagined it to be. "I'm okay," she finally found her voice, seeing the worry in his eyes. "Really, I'm okay." She smiled up at him. "I love you."
"I love you too," Jack said as he returned her smiled before he began to move inside her, feeling her relax within a few moments as they fell into the old as time rhythmic dance and gave in to their love for the very first time.
Peyton lay on the couch, eyes closed yet her lids seemed to move rapidly as she found herself enthralled in her dreams.
She stood in front of the mirror, taking off her jewelry before donning a t-shirt only to look up at her husband standing in the doorway of the bathroom. She looked at him curiously as he spoke, his words muffled as she felt a strange sense of déjà vu wash over her before she turned towards the television.
Peyton watched as the man galloped along, chasing the carpetbagger away from his home as his daughters stood on the porch. "Do you hear that?" she said as she looked around to find where the ringing phone was coming from. "Who the hell calls at midnight?"
"Forget it," Nathan said as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her towards the bathroom.
"It could be important," she sighed as she worked herself out of his arms. "Start the shower and I'll be right in," she reached up to pat his face as she stepped back out of the bathroom and grabbed the telephone, only to find herself on a porch watching that same white horse gallop but this time it was her daughter mounted on it. "Lizzie wait!" she screamed as the horse attempted to jump over the fence, getting caught and sending the young girl flinging to the ground. "No, no, no, no," she shrieked as she fell to the floor, tears flooding down her face. "NO! Nathan, my baby…my babygirl!"
Nathan immediately grabbed the receiver before sinking to the floor, clutching his wife's shaking form to his body as he whispered his daughter's name into the air. "Elizabeth…"
Peyton's eyes closed against the scene and when she opened them she was sitting out on the porch, watching Jamie play.
"Mom, can I go down to the stable for a little while?" he asked. "I'm going to ride my bike down there."
"Sure thing sweetheart," Peyton replied. "Just be careful and don't go off the grounds unless you come get me first, okay?"
"Okay Momma," he said.
"Come here squirt," she squeezed him tight in a hug. "I love you James Lucas Scott."
"I love you too," he said before he hopped on the bike and rode out of her sight.
Suddenly the sky was dark and Nathan was standing behind her. "Where's Jamie Peyton?"
"Jamie," she looked around and once again she heard the sounds of a shrilling phone. "Oh no…"
"Peyton," Nathan looked at her curiously.
"Jamie," she ran out into the yard to see her son riding the same white horse. "No, Jamie…"
"Look what I can do," he smiled gleefully. "I'm big now, just like Lizzie."
"Just like Lizzie…" she whispered as time seemed to slow while she watched the horse jump over the fence and miss, throwing her little boy to the ground. She let out a loud shriek and collapsed but this time she felt no arms around her. "Jamie!"
"JAMIE!" Peyton sprung out of her sleep, her heart beating rapidly as the sound of Tara's Theme played on the television, filling the room. "Jamie…" she called out again before rushing out the door into the dusk night.
Brooke watched as Nathan stepped inside the hotel room, dusting the excess snow off of him before removing his coat and laying it across the chair.
"It is freezing out there," he blew on his hands. "So you want the bad news, good news or the better news?"
She laughed. "You choose."
"Okay so the good news is I got through to Austin up in Currituck and they figured we wouldn't be able to make it," he paused briefly. "They're pretty much in lockdown up there so he wants to reschedule sometime next week. The bad news is the phones went out after that, I got about half way through leaving a message on my mom's cell before it cut out."
"So the line lines are down too," she surmised, watching him nod in response. "Okay so the better news."
"We're stuck here together," he said as his eyes raked over her body heatedly, "all night long."
She let out a laugh, her cheeks flushing ever so slightly. "You're so bad."
"You love it," he teased her, wrapping an arm around her as he leaned down to give her a quick kiss.
"I do," Brooke smiled before her eyes drifted towards the window. "So they really don't expect it to let up anytime soon?" Brooke said as she looked out the window before turning back to face him. "It looks like its getting worse."
"It better be," Nathan said before watching a quizzical expression cross her face. "I paid a fortune for that guy to be up there."
Brooke let out a small raspy laugh. "What?"
Nathan shrugged cockily. "I've had a guy up there for hours now with a fake snow machine just to trap you here."
She laughed again, "How very Scott of you."
He shook his head. "Every time you say that I don't know if it's supposed to be a compliment or an insult."
"For you it's a compliment," Brooke replied with a mock roll of her eyes. "Part of the reason I adore you so much."
"Adore me huh?" he stepped closer to her. "What are the other reasons; 'cause I'm so devastatingly handsome?"
"And modest too," she smiled, her body warming at the look in his eyes as he moved even more into her personal space.
"And irresistible," he said as his eyes raked down her body heatedly.
"Oh I can resist you," she quirked an eyebrow at him in challenge.
"No you can't," Nathan said lowly as the arm wrapped around her waist pulled her body flush against his.
"Y-Yes I can," it came out breathy and unsure as she tilted her head up to look at him.
"No you can't," he retorted huskily before leaning towards her and brushing his lips over hers lightly.
Her lips tingled from the feather soft touch and she felt a wave of anticipating run through her body as he pulled back to look into her eyes deeply in a mixture of deep caring and heated arousal. "No I can't," she said softly.
A small smile played at the corners of Nathan's mouth before his lips met hers in another kiss deeper than the last. His tongue plunged in search of hers and she met it willingly, returning his heated kiss until she finally pulled away breathless. He looked down at her flushed face, darkened blue orbs staring hotly into her hazel green as his hands found their way to her shirt, his fingers making easy work of her buttons before he slipped the taupe garment down her arms and onto the floor. His eyes drank in her breasts, encased in silk and lace before he brought his hand up to face, pulling her towards him for another kiss.
As their lips molded together, her hands ran under his shirt, relishing in the feel of the hard smooth planes of his stomach and chest. Needing to be closer she immediately brought her hands from underneath the garment to make quick work of the buttons as he reached behind her to free her of her bra. Both articles of clothing were tossed away carelessly to the floor before their mouths finally parted from lack of oxygen.
Nathan's eyes darkened in lust and heightened arousal as he drank in the sight of her full breasts, the dusky rose peaks already hardened in excitement. Nathan dipped his head down, taking on of the hard peaks into his mouth and sucking on it, lightly at first and then more powerfully. His tongue rasped over the taunt nub as she arched against him with a strangled cry of pleasure, her hands coming up to cradle his head as her fingers twisted in his raven hair. Steadily moving backward, the backs of her knees finally met the bed and he laid her on it, his mouth switching breasts to lavish the heavy globe with the same attention. Brooke let out a string of breathy moans, her body feeling as if she were floating from all the emotions and pleasure coursing through her body.
He finally pulled back to gaze down at her; her face flush, her chest heaving and reddened from his ministration, her brunette tresses splayed around her. Their eyes clung for an intense moments before their lips were drawn together almost as if by a magnetic force, mouths fused together in an urgent tangle of lips and tongues and nipping teeth. No man before him had had this heady effect on her and she couldn't get enough, hands reaching for his trousers she unclasped the top and slid the zipper down.
Nathan let out a groan against her lips as her hand found the opening in his boxers and ran over his hardening member. "Brooke," he croaked out her name as she squeezed him.
She offered him a dimpled smile as she slipped her hands from inside, hooking a leg around his back to flip them over as she takes control, peppering languid kisses down his neck and lingering at the column of his throat before kissing down his chest and stomach until she finds herself at his open pants. Their heated orbs cling as she pulls his pants and boxers off, him lifting his hips to assist her before she tosses the clothing to some unknown area in the floor and straddles his legs. Brooke stared at the long, thick rod that stretched out from a dark patch of hair to greet her. The wide, silky head glistened and the orbs that rest beneath it were heavy and large, and she found herself feeling a heady tug pull between her legs in response. Nathan watched her hazel orbs darken to an almost whiskey color as she drank in his naked form and he felt his shaft twitch in response.
She wrapped her hand around his length and stroked the veiny staff from the base to the swollen, throbbing head; spreading the liquid that had formed over the sensitive head down his entire length as she slowly stroked up and down. Slowly she leaned down, placing a gentle kiss to mushroom-shaped cap before sucking it into the warm recess of her mouth as his hips jerked up in response.
"Patience," she chided him playfully before her mouth covered just the tip again, swirling around it. She sucked gently, vibrating the end of her tongue along the underside to pleasure him as he growled low in his throat, growing even harder from her ministrations.
She loved the control she had over him in this moment, kissing the swollen head before lightly tracing her tongue down the underside until she reached the heavy balls that nestled underneath. Nathan moaned she leaned down and licked and sucked one of those huge orbs of flesh into her mouth, then the other. She spent a few moments alternating between them before licking underneath the sac, paying special attention to the perineum as he fisted his hands in the sheet while his breathing grew heavier. Licking back up his throbbing flesh she lingered on the head once again, slowly building up his anticipation until she suddenly slide her mouth halfway down the base.
"OH SHIT!" he yelled in response at finally feeling her mouth take in his whole shaft. He tangled his fingers in her brunette tresses, encouraging her on. "Don't stop baby… just like that..."
He could feel her smile around his pillar of flesh as she her full lips glided down his shaft to the tip, licking the mushroom-shaped head with her wet, pink tongue. He gasped at her ministrations, thrusting his hips upwards as his hands tightened in her hair, pumped steadily into her willing mouth until he finally let out a low groan, his back stiffening as he was sent over the edge, releasing himself in the warm cavern of her mouth. She drank down all he had to offer, continuing to move her mouth over him as he came down from his private bliss before crawling up his body to place a few soft kisses over his face.
Nathan tangled his hands in her hair, deepening her light kiss into a full blown one as he rolled her over so he was on top. His tongue sought residence in her mouth, relishing in the uniqueness of her as he kissed her with fervor, his hands roaming all over her body.
Desire rippled through her as his hand traveled the length of her thigh. He tickled the crest of her mound with the edge of his fingertips; eyes gleaming in seeming anticipation of feeling the rest of her. Nathan laid his finger vertically across her slit and wiggled it around, gathering her essence along his fingertip and a relentless throb pounded between her legs in rhythm with his fingers brushing her bundle of swollen nerves.
Nathan's blue orbs meet her hazel green and stared at her for an intense beat before he bent low; her intimate aroma tantalizing his nose. He could see her folds were swollen, open and glistening wetly as he drew level with her center, licking his lips in anticipation before he leaned forward to taste her, pressing his mouth against her mound. Hot breath washed over her as he thrust the length of his stiffened tongue into her.
"Nathan," she breathed out his name, one hand fisting the sheet while the other sought residence in his thick hair.
He explored her folds with his tongue like a velvet caress, collecting her sweet nectar as he worked his way from the bottom of her slit to the top and the exposed pearl. His tongue circled hard and fast, while he slipped one finger and then a second into her. His digits thrust in and out of her at a slowly increasing speed while his tongue lapped at her treasure with long, swiping strokes. Brooke's moans and mewls filled the room with the occasional call of his name as Nathan continued his ministrations until finally she was sent over the edge.
"Nate!" she screamed out in release as she tightened her hand in his raven hair as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her in swift, hard rolls; her internal muscles tightened around his fingers as he held them inside, him slowing his oral pace and pressure as he brought her back to Earth with exquisite care.
Nathan crawled up her body slowly, removing the hair that was sticking to her forehead with tender strokes. She was like some divine treasure that men sought in their dreams but never found in real life, but here she was, flesh and blood; and he knew they were connected more intimately than just physically. He'd never believed in soul mates but as his eyes stared into hers he knew she was his. Brooke reached up to cup his face with one of her hands; their gaze stayed locked for a few minutes as their eyes said everything that they hadn't completely allowed themselves to voice out loud. Nothing about this was simple sex anymore, maybe it never had been. In that moment they were both clear that what they felt was felt on both sides, and only one simple and complicated word could sum it up: love. They were in love in a way they'd never been with anyone else.
He leaned down to kiss her and she opened her lips to his almost immediately, taking their time as they explored the warm cavern of the other's mouths ardently until they parted from lack of air. His darkened midnight blue orbs met her darkened whiskey once again and they could both feel their heartbeats beating in tangent as he finally entered her, the swell of his masculinity stretching her slickened confines deliciously, pausing to allow her a moment to accommodate his size before he began to slide in and out of her liquid heat.
Their eyes clung hotly as they slowly rocked in each other's arms, pressed together and totally in sync like the notes of a perfect melody. Their lovemaking had always been intense but this felt even more intense, more real, more connective. His plunges increased in force as she undulated her hips against him, meeting him thrust for thrust in their lazy pace. He pistoned in and out of her forcefully, her nails digging into his back as the room swelled with heat and the sounds of their lovemaking.
Brooke wrapped her legs around his waist tightly as her arms clutched around his neck, holding on to him like an anchor in the sea of turbulent and wondrous sensations. He tilted his head down and their lips meet in a smoldering kiss, the friction between the two lovers more intense that they'd ever felt with anyone else as they felt themselves soaring upwards in mutual desire as he continued to move within her towards their common crescendo: slowly, deliberately, appreciatively.
They stared at each other in rapt awe as they made their last vestiges towards the end of their blissful journey with feral concentration. Delicious tendrils of delight sparked across Brooke's nerves and insinuated themselves into every part of her being, like tiny bomb going off all over her body as her internal muscles clenched around his pillar of flesh rhythmically, body shaking in release as she was thrown into a sea of bliss. Nathan groaned as a tingling sensation rush all the way up his spin before he stiffened and shuddered with the spasms of life giving release, following her over the edge into the private delirium that was a love neither ever imagined could exist until this moment.
Peyton stared down at her phone with red-rimmed eyes; it had been about the twentieth time she'd called Nathan and was unable to get an answer. The sun was rising now and her little boy was in surgery and she really needed her husband. She knew he was stuck up in some snowstorm upstate, he having left half a message on his mom's cell, but she didn't care. Jamie was hurt; he'd been run over by a car and had a fever and a ruptured spleen. She'd already lost one child and she couldn't bear to lose another.
"Here," Julian said as he sat down next to her, holding out a cup in offering. "Its chamomile or whatever passes for that here."
"Thanks," she forced a smile in appreciation as she took it the cup before taking a drink. "It's actually not half bad."
He nodded. "Any luck yet?"
"No," she shook her head before turning her watery eyes towards her friend. "I know that he's stuck because of this snowstorm but I need him here. It's probably irrational but after Liz died, it almost felt like he'd abandoned me and right now it feels like that again."
"Hey," Julian reached over to place a hand on top of hers. "Nathan loved his family, I know that. He would be here if he could."
"I know that logically but…" she trailed off with a shake of her head. "I don't know what I'm saying. Maybe I just need to be mad at him."
"Because you can control your anger against him unlike what's going on with Jamie right now," Julian suggested.
Peyton offered him a small genuine smile. "You really do know me better than pretty much anyone." She paused briefly, "Thank you for being here."
"There's nowhere else I'd rather be," he replied before standing up and holding a hand out to her. "You ready to go back to the others?"
"Yeah," the blonde nodded as she took the hand he was offering and stood up, linking her arm around his as they made their way back to the waiting room; the voices carrying towards them before they made their way inside.
"Nathan is never going to forgive himself if he finds out something was wrong with Jamie and he wasn't here," Bevin sighed deeply as she leaned against her father. "We have to find a way to get in contact with him mom."
"I know sweetie," Deb said, reaching a hand over to rub her daughter's arm in comfort. "I did find out that some of the roads are opening back up there and their meeting was canceled so I'm sure they'll be on the way back here as soon as possible."
"Maybe I should drive up there," Lindsay suggested, "just in case."
"And what if you pass him on the road," Deb shook her head, "or you get stuck too? No; once he gets further down this way his cell will work and he'll call." Her eyes caught the two people walking in. "Peyton…"
"Have the doctors come by with any news yet?" she asked.
"Not yet," Dan answered. "I'm sure they'll be out soon to tell us everything is going to be alright. My grandson's a fighter. He's a Scott. He'll get through this."
Peyton nodded. "I just wish Nathan was here."
"Oh so do I honey," Deb said as she made her way towards her daughter in law, pulling her into an embrace. "So do I."
Sam and Jack walked hand in hand slowly towards the bus carrying their luggage. Neither one of them could believe the trip had gone by so fast, but it was already time for them to head home.
"I can't believe how nervous I was and now I don't want to leave," Sam said.
"Me either," he replied before stopping mid-stride, his hand halting her movement as well. "So last night, you're really okay with it?"
"Of course I am," she smiled as she looked into his eyes warmly. "I said I was right?"
"I just, I wanted to make sure I didn't pressure you," Jack paused. "I really wanted it to happen and…"
"I wanted it to happen too," she interrupted him. "I'm really glad it did and that it was here with you. Last night was the best night of my life." She blushed as her eyes looked down at the snow beneath her feet.
"It was the best night of my life too Sam," he reached under her chin so she their eyes could meet again. "I wish I'd waited too, before, so that my first time could've been with you."
"It was our first time together Jack," she replied. "That's all that matters." A wide grin took over her face as she moved closer to him, "The first of many."
"The first of many," he repeated before closing the rest of the distance and kissing her.
"Get a room you too," they separated as they heard Amy's voice. "Oh I forgot," she whispered as she came closer, "you already did."
"Shut it Amy," Sam rolled her eyes, "or we'll be forced to mention we weren't the only ones who got a room last night, or the night before…"
"They've got us there babe," Declan said as he tossed his arm over his girlfriend's shoulder. "So man," he looked over at the other teenage boy, "how was it?"
"Declan," Amy shoved him. "He's kidding… I hope." The honey brunette pushed her boyfriend ahead of her. "We'll meet you two at the bus."
"Sure," Jack said as he pulled the vibrating cell phone from his pocket.
"What is it?" Sam asked with concerned eyes. "Is something wrong? You have this really weird look on your face."
"No," he shook his head, "at least I hope there's nothing wrong." He shrugged before looking up at her. "My mom just sent me a text about having something important to tell me when I get home and saying she's hopes I had a fun time. She's just not that kind of mom, you know?"
"Are you kidding me? You remember my mom is Victoria Davis right?" she retorted with a laugh. "I think her and Mackenzie Daniels are from the same mom school."
He laughed. "Yeah we talked about that before. They're definitely characters."
"We should probably go before the bus leaves us up here," Sam shrugged.
"Might not be so bad," he replied before seeing the look in her eyes. "Okay, okay; let's go." He shoved the phone in his pocket before holding out his hand.
Sam smiled as she placed her hand in his, their fingers intertwining as they made their way to the bus.
Nathan lay still as he gazed down at the brunette sleeping soundly against his chest. Tenderly he stroked a hand through her hair, careful not to awaken her. When he'd woken up a little over a half an hour ago, the feel of her in his arms felt incredible right and he couldn't wait to wake up holding her every morning. He knew it was complicated and that it would hurt Peyton, and he truly felt sorry for that, but the way he felt for Brooke was something so indescribably, so deep, so all encompassing.
He smiled to himself as he watched her stir ever so slightly, her lips pursing as she snuggled against the smooth plane of his chest before her eyes began to flutter open. He watched her attentively as she brought a hand to her face and wiped at her eyes before her lids finally opened all the way, revealing a mixture of browns and greens.
"Mmm," she sighed and stretched languidly against him.
"Good morning," his voice was still laden with sleep despite the fact he'd been up for a while.
Brooke lifted her head off his chest to look at him. "Good morning," she offered him a dimpled smile. "Have you been up long?"
"Not very long," he replied before tilting his head down to capture her lips in a soft kiss. "I was watching you sleep."
She rolled her eyes. "That must have been exciting."
"It was," he let out a little laugh at the look on her face. "How'd you sleep?"
"Incredible," she said before lying her head back down against him, "at least when you actually let me sleep."
"Another one for the records for my mathematician," Nathan replied as he brushed back that ever stubborn hair from falling in her face.
"I think last night we broke all our previous records," she smiled against his skin before placing a soft kiss on him. "I think I'm going to be walking funny today."
He let out a deep chuckle as he wrapped his arms around her even tighter and pulled her body all the way on top of his. "Last night was just a warm up for what's to come. You think you can handle it Davis?"
She quirked an eyebrow at him challengingly, her face hovering over his. "Oh I think I can more than handle it."
"Is that right?" he asked huskily.
"That's right," she said sensually before feeling his hand cup her head and pull her into a passionate kiss. "Mmm," she moaned as they separated. "I hate to say this but we should probably get ready to go. Judging from the light coming in the window it's already pretty late."
He nodded before reaching over to the nightstand and picking up his phone. "I turned it off last night since we couldn't get any service and it was dying."
Mine too," she smiled as she leaned over him to grab hers, causing her breasts to be in his face for a moment before she returned to her spot on his chest.
"You keep giving me that kind of view and we're never leaving this hotel room," he said with a laugh.
"Yeah well we have to get back," Brooke replied. "Being with you last night and waking up like this was amazing but we have to get back to reality," she paused briefly as she let out a little sigh, her volume quieting, "a reality where you have a wife waiting at home for you."
"Hey," he reached towards her and cupped her cheek. "That won't be long; when I get back I'm going to tell her. I don't want to hurt Peyton, I don't but I can't do this anymore. You are who I want."
"Is it weird I'm not looking forward to that," she sighed deeply. "I mean, I want to be with you too Nathan, so bad. I think about you all the time and I think about us being with each other just like this, you holding me in your arms."
"So do I Brooke," he paused momentarily. "You know when I was a kid I had this morning paper route and sometimes I would stop for a moment, usually right before dawn and there was just this stillness and it was like I could see the magic of the world. Brooke lying here with you right now, like this…" he trailed off. "I've never experience anything like that since then until you. Brooke, when I'm with you I feel that same stillness; you make me feel like there's magic in the world."
Her eyes watered with tears at the beauty in his words. "Nathan…" she leaned down to kiss him, slowly and thoroughly. "I've never felt for anyone the way I feel for you. I…" she quieted as the sound of his cell ringing interrupted her.
"I can silence it," he started to hit the button but stopped at the shake of her head.
"We have plenty of time," she smiled. "Answer it."
He nodded before hitting the talk button and bringing the phone up to his ear. "Nathan Scott…hey Mom, no... What?" He sat up quickly and Brooke rolled over to sit beside him, studying the distress on his face. "Oh my God Mom is he… yeah, no-no, I'm on my way. Tell Peyton I'm on my way. Okay, I love you too… Mom? Okay…"
"Nathan," she watched as his eyes filled with tears. "Baby, what is it?"
"It's-it's Jamie," he let out a shuddering breath. "I have to get back to my son, now."