Disclaimer: One Tree Hill, Nathan, Haley, and the others belong to Mark Schwahn, Warner Bros, The CW, etc..

Note: Well, after all the drama and heaviness of the last chapter, this one is different. This chapter is actually pretty smutty. Enjoy! Thanks for reading and reviewing!


Brooke looked at the quarterly reports for her company. With all of the wedding planning in the past two months, she had almost been neglecting her own company. Luckily, she had a great team working with her. Now that almost everything for Haley's wedding was completely planned, Brooke was focusing on her work.

Haley and Nathan had taken over their wedding planning. When they announced they were engaged, Brooke had gone crazy with helping them plan. She couldn't help it. She was excited about Haley finding someone and getting engaged. She couldn't think of anyone who deserved it more than Haley. Since the holidays, though, Nathan and Haley had immersed themselves in wedding planning in addition to everything else going on in their lives. Brooke was happy to see it. Even though she loved helping them plan it, she was glad they were doing it themselves. It was their wedding. The only thing Brooke had control over was dressing the wedding party.

One thing Brooke was happy to help with was acting as a contact person for everything involved with the wedding. Florists, minister, party rentals – everyone had to contact Brooke, who would then speak with Haley and Nathan.

Peyton was in charge of music. Mia was going to perform, but they were also planning on having a DJ. The DJ would simply be there to change the music when it was necessary. Peyton had planned out every song that would play. She knew Haley would approve. It was music the two of them shared. They were often on the same page when it came to their music. Peyton was picking songs that would be romantic for the wedding, but also some songs that would keep the mood light and the party going.

Brooke continued looking through the projections for the next quarter. Numbers weren't her strong suit, but she worked hard. She paid very close attention to the finances of her company. Haley and Peyton had once found her with an old business math textbook and although they had laughed, they were both proud of her. Brooke did everything she could to make sure her company was a success. It was one thing to design great clothes. She also had to keep the company afloat financially.

She was calculating an estimate of how much money the company would be bringing in by the end of the year when she heard a soft knock on her door.

"Come in," she said without looking up.

"Brooke." His voice was quiet. It was almost like he didn't want to be seen there.

She looked up and was surprised to see Nathan. He scooted into her office without opening the door completely. He looked over his shoulder to see if anyone noticed him. He shut the door behind him and closed the blinds.

"What's going on? Am I missing something?" Brooke saved her files and gave her attention to her best friend's fiancé.

"I need your help," Nathan whispered.

"Nathan, you don't have to whisper. Barely anyone is here today."

"I don't want anyone to know I'm here," he confessed, his voice now at a normal volume.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want Haley to know I'm here," he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Brooke folded her hands together and put them on top of her desk.

Nathan tapped his foot on the carpet of Brooke's office and began playing with the zipper on his jacket. He looked around and smiled at the pictures on the wall. He always loved seeing the pictures from Haley's past. He was so grateful to Peyton and Brooke for being in her life.

"I can't dance," he admitted.

"What?" Brooke stared at him as if he had suddenly grown a second head.

"I need your help, Brooke. I can't dance. The wedding is in two and a half months and I can't dance."

Brooke laughed, covering her mouth with her hand.

"It isn't funny," he whisper yelled.

"I know. I know, I'm sorry, Boy Toy."

Nathan almost told her not to call him that, but he thought better of it. He was here for her help. "Brooke, I want to dance with my wife. I don't wanna step on her feet while I do it. She tried teaching me a few months ago and it was going okay, then I stepped on her feet. I know she wouldn't mind, but I want the day to be perfect."

Brooke smiled softly at him. He looked upset about his dancing skills. It was adorable. "Okay. I'll help you out. Let me call in the cavalry."

"No, Brooke! I want to surprise Haley!"

Again, Brooke laughed at him. "Don't worry about it, Nathan. I'm just getting Peyton. She'll keep your secret." Brooke typed a quick text message to Peyton. "By the way, I think it's adorable that you're spending your birthday trying to get yourself some dance lessons. Happy birthday, Nathan."

"Thanks. It's just… Haley's at work now and Sam's at school. I know she works in this building, but it seemed like the best time. You know, two and a half months before, so maybe that's time for me to not suck."

"I'm sure you're not that bad," Brooke tried to console him.

"So," Peyton opened the door to Brooke's office, "you text me saying wedding surprise for Haley, don't tell her, and order me to get over here. What's up? Hey, Nathan. Happy birthday."

"We're going to the closet," Brooke announced. "Did you bring your iPod, P. Sawyer?"

"You told me to."

Brooke walked them all from her office to the closet a few doors down. Nathan had been in here before. Whenever Brooke needed to get his measurements for a tuxedo, she did it in here. She would have him strip to his boxers and would measure him. His size hadn't changed. He thought Brooke did it just to mess with him. She insisted it was because he wouldn't have a poor fitting tux if he was taking Haley out. He actually agreed with her. He wanted to look his best when he was with Haley.

When they got into the room, Brooke began moving the racks of clothes toward the walls, clearing an open space for them. Seeing what she was doing, Nathan began helping her. He was glad the room had walls that weren't made of glass. One wall was a mirror. Brooke had shut the door behind them.

"Now, the problem here is that Nathan can't dance," Brooke explained. "So, we need your music expertise. Now, what song will be playing for their first dance?"

"We haven't really decided," Nathan answered. "We have it down to three. We're trying to decide."

"They're three great songs. 'Lie in the Sound' by Tresspassers William, 'Hold You in My Arms' by Ray LaMontagne, and 'More Than Anyone' by Gavin DeGraw," Peyton supplied.

"Okay, okay. Play one of those and we'll see what we're working with," Brooke ordered.

Peyton went to the iPod dock in the corner and played the first song. Brooke stood in front of Nathan and held her hand up for him while placing the other on his shoulder.

"Take my hand."

"Can't I just put my hands on your waist and you put your arms around my neck? That's what Haley and me did when she tried teaching me."

"She was taking it easy on you," Peyton told him.

"You can't dance like that, Nathan. You aren't in junior high. You're going to dance like an adult. Now, give me your hand and put your hand on my waist so you're leading."

Nathan did as he was told. He stepped on Brooke's feet a few times, but she was patient. She worked with him on the steps and after a while, he was sort of getting the hang of it. He was getting the steps, but he was awkward. That would take some time. He needed to be able to do the steps without thinking about it. Right now, he was thinking about it. He was counting.

"Thanks for helping me out," Nathan said as he helped Brooke and Peyton finish putting the racks of clothes back.

"No problem. We'll get together and work some more," Brooke promised him.

"Hey, Peyton."

"Yeah, Nathan?"

"I wanted to say thank you. For what happened last year with the accident. I never really did. I've been thinking about it."

"I shouldn't have done it," Peyton admitted.

"No. I think I needed to hear it. I was going to get up and get off my ass. I was. I just… I needed to hear from someone else how much I was hurting her. I'm not gonna do that again. I promise."

"We know," Brooke told him. Peyton had explained everything that happened, including slapping Nathan. "You know, we've been rooting for you two all along."

"It's true. We just want her to know she's worth loving as more than just a friend. She needed that and she got it from you. I think that's why I was so mad at you for hurting her," Peyton explained.

"I kept picturing her like… like that. Like you told me," Nathan began to say. "I woke up for about a week seeing her like that. Nightmares. And I know it's worse for you guys since you really saw it. I'm just imagining it. She's just… she's beautiful and she's Haley and thinking about her like that."

"She's come a long way," Peyton assured him. "That was a lifetime away."

"But we know, Nathan. We won't ever forget what it was like. That first night especially."

"I know it sounds weird, but I couldn't be there for her," Nathan stated the obvious. "So, I'm glad you two were. I just want to be there for her even if I didn't know her then."

"It's not weird. You just love her and want to take care of her," Peyton gave him a smile and a nod. "How're you holding up with the basketball thing?"

Nathan looked down at his feet. "It's okay. I mean, life is the same as it was before, right? And I have Haley and Sam. I'm fine. It's just now I have to get used to knowing I can't play."

"You're right," Brooke said. "You've got Haley and Sam."

"Best cheerleaders you could ever hope for," Peyton added. "Now, get out of here. Aren't you two having dinner tonight for your birthday?"

"Yeah." Nathan smiled. It would be his first birthday with his family. Last year, he'd been in Miami for a game. He missed so much with them last year. "I think I'll stop and see her first. Mind if I tell her you wanted a last minute tux fitting?"

Brooke shook her head. Nathan nodded at them both before leaving.

He found Haley behind her desk on the phone. In front of her were various forms and papers. She looked up at him when he walked in and her expression brightened immediately.

"Hey, I didn't know you were coming by."

"Thought I'd see about grabbing lunch."

"I'm just on the phone with the insurance company. I've been trying to get all three of us on the same policy and get Sam's name changed. I thought it was settled, but there was a problem my prescription going through," she said.

"Prescription?"

She raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, that. Is it okay?"

She nodded. "It takes a while for it to get out of the system after being on it for a while. Besides, I only missed two days."

"Need any help?"

"No, but I could use a break. Lunch sounds great." She hung up the phone. She had been on hold for ten minutes and it was getting her nowhere. He was a welcome distraction. He was always a welcome distraction.


That night, Nathan and Haley walked back into their house. They'd had a nice dinner. The three of them had gone to a quiet Italian restaurant together. It was small and hidden and they weren't seen. It was the nicest birthday that Nathan had ever had. He got to have dinner with the two people who mattered most. It was quiet and it was perfect. Sam had made him a card and had gotten him a new whistle for coaching the Crows the next year. Haley had gotten him a new watch. The gifts weren't what was important. What was important was his family.

Sam had a sleepover that night. It was Friday, so he was at Andre's with a few of his other Crows teammates. Nathan and Haley had dropped him off before heading back home on their own. Nathan had offered to make sure that everything downstairs was at locked up for the night. When he turned off the lights and double checked everything, he went upstairs to their bedroom. Haley was still in the bathroom, so he laid on their bed, staring up at the ceiling. Without getting up, he kicked off his shoes and used his toes to get his socks off.

"You're not tired, are you?" Haley had emerged from the bathroom.

"No," he stayed where he was. "Just comfortable."

"Good," she said. "Because you still have one more birthday present." Her tone had gone from concerned to seductive.

Nathan sat up and his eyes nearly bugged out of his head. His jaw definitely fell open. Standing in the doorway of the bathroom was his incredibly beautiful and sexy fiancée. She was wearing a black bra that barely contained her breasts. She had a black thong on with a garter holding up a pair of stockings. Nathan had noticed the stockings earlier in the night. He had noticed, because she didn't usually wear them. Now he knew why she was wearing them. He immediately felt the blood in his body traveling downward.

Her hair was down and she was smiling at him.

"One more present?"

She nodded and began walking to him, her hips swaying. "You get to unwrap it and then we can do anything you want. Anything," she repeated, "you want." She stopped when she was directly in front of him. He was sitting up at the edge of their bed and he grabbed her by the hips. His calloused hands sent shivers throughout her body.

"Anything?"

"Anything you want. I'm all yours, Nathan." She knew this could lead to them doing things they had never done before. She was counting on it and she wanted it. Whenever she made love to him, she knew how much she wanted everything with him. She trusted him completely and when they made love, she knew that he only wanted her to feel pleasure.

Hungrily, he attached his lips to hers. His hand went up her back, feeling the smooth skin and sending chills throughout her body. His fingers went underneath her bra strap and he pushed her closer to him so she was standing between his legs.

"You're beautiful, Hales," he said, still kissing her.

"Let's get you more comfortable," she told him. Not breaking their kiss, she began unbuttoning his shirt. When it was completely open, she let her finger nails lightly scratch down his chest. He felt himself get harder and so far all they were doing was kissing. But he knew what was coming. Haley had an effect on him. She could get him hard in record time. He put his hands back on her hips, feeling the skin above the waistband of her thong. He brought her closer so that she could feel his erection through his pants.

Haley pulled back and smiled. She looked down and could see through his pants just how much he wanted her. She pushed his shirt back off of his shoulders, getting it off of him. Next, she went to work on his pants. He sat up so he could help her get them off. As soon as he was completely naked, she looked up at him.

"Lay back," she ordered.

"I thought you said we could do what I wanted."

"You don't want this?" She smiled. She could tell he did. She didn't need him to lay down. She got on her knees, kneeling in front of him. She kept smiling and kept looking up at him. His erection was right in front of her and she ran a finger from the base to the tip. She felt him shudder. She brought her eyes to it and licked her lips before lightly blowing on him. She took him in her mouth. She couldn't fit all of him, but she tried getting as much as she could.

Nathan shut his eyes as he felt his fiancee's warm mouth on his hardened member. He used every ounce of strength he had to keep still as she sucked on him. She used her tongue, as well. She swirled it over the top as she bobbed up and down. She held onto his thighs.

"Fuck, Hales." He tried opening his eyes so he could watch as she sucked him off. Her teeth grazed over the underside of him and he was close to losing it. It wasn't long before he was spilling down her throat and crying out her name.

Haley didn't give blow jobs often. This was actually only the third time. The first time, she had been unsure of herself. He seemed to enjoy it, though. In fact, he'd told her that she was amazing at it. He had said that he knew she had a talented mouth. She seemed to be getting more and more comfortable with it and she loved how much he enjoyed it. She also found it a turn on.

Nathan was now laying flat on his back on their bed. He was trying to catch his breath. His eyes were closed and he kept them closed when he felt Haley slide up next to him and kiss him. She used her tongue to part his lips and began moving her tongue with his.

"Tired?" It was her turn to smirk.

"Hell no."

They moved so they were at the head of their bed. Nathan leaned against the pillows and pulled her toward him, so she was laying on his chest. She sat between his legs and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Now you're wearing too much," he commented.

"You don't like?"

"I like, Hales. I like a lot."

Haley turned her head and leaned up to kiss him. Again, they soon found their tongues in each others mouths. Nathan snaked his arm around Haley and began massaging her breasts through her black lace bra. He could feel her hardened nipples and gave one a pinch. He moved his hand and reached inside her bra so he could feel her breasts more completely. With the hand not on her breast, he reached between their bodies, undid the clasp, and threw the lace material aside.

With one hand, he continued to fondle her breasts. Haley's arms went up over her head to go around his neck. They were still kissing. The hand that he didn't have on her breast he moved lower and lower down her stomach. He reached into her panties and cupped her womanhood. He could feel just how wet she was for him. She was nearly dripping as he dipped two fingers into her folds.

"Nathan," she moaned. "More. I need more of you."

He began moving his hips and she could feel against her back that he was hard again. She began thrusting against his hand as he worked her through with his fingers, filling and stretching her. It wasn't enough and she wanted another part of him inside of her.

The hand that was above her head and around his neck as now in his hair, urging him on. She ground her rear into his cock and he groaned into her mouth.

"You have a serious ass, Haley James."

She stopped kissing him and managed to look into his eyes as his fingers continued to slide in and out of her. "Do you want it?"

She had to try to think quickly, which was difficult considering how good he was making her feel. It just wasn't enough.

His fingers stilled and he pulled them from inside her panties. She instantly missed him. He wanted to be sure he'd heard her correctly.

"What?"

"Anything you want. For your birthday. I need you in me, Nathan. I need you in me and if you want to… I want to try it with you. If you don't want to do it tonight, I still want to try it with you sometime."

"Are you sure?" He was getting excited. He loved Haley's ass. He loved watching her from behind. He also loved the idea of being able to see her tattoo as he was making love to her.

"I'm sure." She turned her body so she was facing him more. She moved from between his legs. His erection was almost pointing completely upward. She looked at him nervously.

"You're sure?"

She had to fight back a laugh. He was always so concerned. "Nathan, I'm nervous. But I'm not scared. I told you; I want everything with you. So, if you want to…"

The two of them switched positions. He knew he was going to have to get her completely naked for this. Slowly, so that she'd have time to change her mind if she wanted, he undid the clasps holding up her stockings and slid them down her legs. Next came her panties, which were so wet. She was so wet that he knew they wouldn't need any kind of help for that they were about to do. He took her face lovingly in his hands and kissed her before whispering. "Turn around and get on your hands and knees. If you want to stop, we'll stop."

She nodded and then kissed him. She turned and got on her hands and knees. She could feel the anticipation and she wanted him so much. She was excited about trying this with him. She was sure he had done it before, but she quickly pushed those thoughts from her mind as he ran his hands over her ass.

Nathan used his finger to lightly trace the "23" on her lower back. She really was wet. He ran a finger between her cheeks and could feel her ready for him.

"You can still say no, Hales."

"I need you inside me, Nathan. Go ahead. I want this."

Slowly and gently, he slipped himself inside her. "You're so tight, Hales. So tight and warm." He stilled himself once he was completely inside her, wanting her to get used to this new feeling.

Haley felt discomfort. It was definitely different than what they'd done before. But it also felt good. "Nathan, I need you," she purred as she pushed herself against him, trying to get him to move. Slowly, he pulled out of her and groaned as he thrust back in. He did it again, but his thrusts were slow and deliberate. He leaned over Haley's back as he thrust into her and used one hand to support his weight while grabbing her breast with the other hand. He kissed the back of her neck and nibbled on her ear as he thrust in and out of her. She began to join him in his thrusting.

"Harder, Nathan. Faster," she pleaded.

He did as asked as he pumped into her. He moved his body off of hers so he could hold onto her hips as he thrust into her. He could tell she was close, he reached around her and inserted a finger into her. He rubbed her clit with his fingers and after a few more thrusts, both of them came crashing together.

Spent, Haley collapsed on her stomach with Nathan still inside of her. He moved off of her, not wanting to crush her. A few strands of hair were sticking to her sweat slicked forehead. Nathan moved them away and kissed her.

"You didn't have to do that," he said.

"I wanted to. And I'm glad we did, Nathan."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I'm glad we did. I liked it." She turned on her side so that she was facing him completely. He did the same. His arm wrapped around her waist. "I know you've done a lot of stuff I haven't. A lot of the time I don't know if I'm doing it right. But I want to do everything with you. You make me feel brave and beautiful and sexy."

Not saying a word, he kissed her. It wasn't as heated as their kisses earlier, but it was still intense. "You are brave and beautiful and sexy. And everything you and I have ever done together making love has been right. I can't get enough of making love to you. So, I get why you have doubts. But don't, Hales. Don't. You're perfect. I've never been as satisfied as when I'm with you."

"See, there you go making me feel brave and beautiful and sexy." She moved closer and wrapped her leg around his thigh. "Good birthday?"

"Great birthday. The best. And not just because of what we've been doing since we got home. Although that's been pretty damn great."

"Well, I just wanted to show you how happy I am that you were born."

"It's pretty damn great being born when I get to spend life with you."

Haley used her leg as leverage and moved him so that he was on top of her. She kissed him and let her fingers play with the hair at the nape of his neck. Nathan used one hand to hold himself up and the other trailed down the length of Haley's body. One of her knees was up, allowing him space between her thighs. She had one hand over his heart.

"We're getting married in two months," he said.

"We are," she agreed. "We're getting married. We're going to spend the rest of our lives together," she smiled.

"Always and forever." She felt him getting hard again against her thigh. She reached down and ran her fingers over his length and squeezed a little. He shuddered and kissed her. He bent her knee more so that it was nearly at her shoulder as he entered her. As he had been previously, he was slow and deliberate in his movements.

Haley wanted to urge him to move faster and bring her to her release quicker. She also loved when he took his time. It was slow and torturous, but it was a beautiful sort of torture. It was always worth it. Knowing they could experience such pleasure for a longer period of time always made their orgasms more intense.

He nearly pulled completely out of her before pushing back in. Her other leg wrapped around his waist and her foot rested at the small of his back as he held onto her other thigh. They kept kissing as their hips moved together. Both were slow. Both knew they wanted this to last.

Nathan changed his angle. It was like he was reaching up inside of her and trying to hit every spot. His pelvic bone hit that bundle of nerves, causing her to moan loudly. In response, she clenched her muscles around his length. Their slow pace continued until Haley felt a tight coil in her stomach. Feeling herself getting closer, she gripped his shoulder, her nails digging into his skin.

He could tell what was coming. He could feel his own release coming. Finally, he quickened his pace knowing that they were both ready. Haley came first, screaming his name. She held onto him for dear life, knowing that the rest of her body had gone limp. After a few more thrusts, he came exploding inside of her. He rested his forehead on hers, catching his breath.

Though not hard anymore, he stayed inside of her. He knew she liked it and he did too. They were a perfect fit. Eventually, he did move, not wanting to crush her. He pulled their blankets over them and held her close.

"How about we do whatever you want for your birthday," he suggested.

She laughed. "We'll be living on a tour bus on my birthday," she reminded him.

"Oh. Right. Well, maybe we can stop at a hotel for the night. If you have a break in your schedule."

"I do, actually. I don't play on my birthday. Peyton and Brooke usually both come wherever I am for those shows. We have dinner with Sam. So, yeah. We can do that on my birthday. I'd like that. Anything I want, huh?"

"Anything. You'll be my wife by then."

"I can't wait to be your wife."

"I already feel like you are," he admitted.

Haley turned around so she could face him. She tried to hold back the tears, but his words were so sweet. In truth, they had been living as husband and wife for months. They did everything together. Every decision was made together. She let her lips linger over his, kissing him softly and with so much meaning.


Note: Well, I hope you enjoyed Nathan's birthday. He definitely did. So did Haley. I hope I can get another chapter up by next weekend. Thanks for reading. I also really love your reviews, so thanks for those!