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I gotta make this quick but I owe you an explanation and warning. I a so frustrated and angry at the moment over this, my charger has stopped working properly which has made it very hard to use my laptop lately. This is really pissing me off because it's a relatively new laptop barely half a year old and I have already had to send it away once to fix it and one of the previous problems was the original charger broke. I don't know what the f the issue is this time but it only charges if it's a certain way which means I have to pretty much hold it in if I can find that right position and mostly do everything one handed. Grr. I have tried really hard to get this out today and I hope you understand I have to be wise with how I use my laptop until the new charger arrives. Luckily my son was at his dad's today for father's day so I was able to keep the laptop charged for a decent amount of time without distraction. This means though I'm not sure how next chapter will go and how long it will take me to write it and post it. I apologise in advance and thank you all for reading, reviewing and being patient. Until next time, take care and enjoy
Chapter Eighteen
The flight to New York was uneventful, Sam had taken full advantage of flying first class and Noah had listened to a podcast during the flight. Brooke was well aware of Lucas sitting behind her and could hear the clicking of his keyboard as he wrote during the flight, following his example Brooke made notes of some ideas for her next line.
Together they looked like a family, the four of them walking side by side through the airport, Victoria had organised a driver and Lucas was stiff compared to the others as he followed the older man in his black cap towards the limo.
It was another reminder for Lucas how out of his league Brooke Davis and her world is to him, until Noah came into the picture Lucas had always expected Brooke to leave Tree Hill again sure that the small town would not satisfy her. A part of Lucas feared that Brooke's time in Tree Hill was still counting down but this time he had the extra worry that she would be taking his son with her.
They left the airport quickly, Lucas had expected to stay at a hotel as Brooke's former apartment was leased out, however once again Victoria had stepped in and offered the use of an executive apartment in the same building as hers that was owned by 'Clothes over bros' and often used by the business. To be specific Victoria had offered it to Lucas and the use of her own apartment for Brooke and the children, Brooke had denied it not wanting to separate Lucas from Noah during the trip and unwilling to divide them into two groups. Their hotel rooms were cancelled and they'd agreed to stay in the four-bedroom apartment instead.
It was sleek and modern, far from Lucas' style though Sam was impressed and promptly chose to stay in master suite which was the most lavish of the rooms with the best view.
Lucas was happy to allow the teen the best room and knew Brooke would happily do anything for Sam this weekend, Noah was quick to pick the room which would have the best view of the sun set. The two adults stood with their bags outside the two remaining bedrooms, one next to the other. Without saying a word Lucas motioned for Brooke to pick a room and she peeked into both before choosing the one which had the artwork on the walls.
After freshening up they met in the kitchen, Sam already cupped a mug of steaming hot coffee, Brooke had taken off her shoes and sat at one of the benches next to Noah who was going over his schedule.
"I think I could just lock myself in here all weekend" Sam sighed dreamily in answer to hearing Noah's busier schedule.
"I have scheduled a meeting today while I am here, I was thinking you could come with me" Brooke looked at Sam but the teenager grimaced, "or you could stay here and enjoy the apartment" Brooke smiled and was rewarded by a smirk from Sam.
"Now you're speaking my language"
They had an hour before they had to leave, Brooke gave Sam strict instructions to stay within the building and gave her the key card for the common areas, and then the two parents left with Noah.
At the concert hall Brooke and Lucas stayed close to Noah, with a hand placed gently on Noah's shoulder Lucas protected Noah guiding him through. They were greeted by a group of Noah's teachers, they were the first to arrive except for a few children who were in the care of the school for the trip who had come with the teachers.
A boy who looked closer to ten quickly joined them, Noah introduced him as Kabir. The older boy was lean with features as sharp as his large almost black eyes, he wore a smile that spoke of not only intelligence but Brooke got the impression he was an adventurer, though polite Kabir quickly stole Noah away. Brooke blew her son a kiss as she bid him farewell, she turned to Lucas and without thinking in a move as natural as getting up in the morning Brooke placed her hand on Lucas' shoulder.
"I better head off now, I will contact you when I am on my way back" and then with a smile on her face Brooke turned to the teachers with a dazzling smile, her warm hand still touching Lucas, "my apologies, I have a board meeting I must attend. It was lovely to see you all again"
Her hand left him and Lucas looked at the spot where her warmth had been only moments ago, his skin tingled long after Brooke's hand disappeared.
-x-
Lucas had been surprised and disappointed when the parents had all been banned from the rehearsal, alone he headed down the street trying to find something to do with his time. Eventually Lucas found himself in Central Park, it still amazed him how large it was, how you could almost forget you're in the city.
His phone beeped, Lucas checked the message and instead of replying he decided to call Brooke, she picked up almost straight away, "hi, Luke. I'm not far away"
"About that. They kind of kicked all the parents out, I'm just taking a walk in the park to waste time"
"Oh" and then a moment later, "I'll meet you there"
Fifteen minutes went by before Brooke texted asking where Lucas was, he took a selfie with a clear view of his surroundings and sent it to Brooke before finding a sunny spot and kicking his shoes off to lay on the ground.
Brooke spotted Lucas, recognising his form from a distance, she slipped her heels off and carrying them in one hand walked over to Lucas, "you look relaxed"
He opened one eye and grinned at her, "I am" then he patted the spot beside him. With as much grace as she could in her tight skirt Brooke joined Lucas, using her bag as a pillow for her head.
A sigh escaped her, "it's such a beautiful day"
"What would you like to do with it?"
Brooked turned her head to the side, she looked at Lucas "this is pretty nice" and a slow smile took over her face. Unable to resist Lucas smiled back.
Their minds went back years to the last time they were in New York together, a time they dreamt about a hypothetical future that sounded too good to be true, neither one said it. Neither one could.
"Do you miss it?"
"Miss what?" Brooke asked.
"This" his eyes roamed around where they were, "all of it. New York, the fashion shows and red carpets?"
With her back flat on the ground Brooke shrugged, her eyes lifting to the sky, "not really, some things sure I miss now but when I was living it all I did was miss home. It was constant, like an ache in my heart, missing all the lights and glamour feels so small in comparison" a bigger smile crossed her face, "the real things I miss about New York are the small things"
"Like what?"
"Like the buskers on the subway-"
Lucas laughed, "you took the subway?"
She frowned, "yes I did, on occasion. I use to go running and I'd catch the subway home" she smiled again, "you don't get that in Tree Hill, there is so much talent here"
"Okay let's do it" Lucas stood up and held out his hand to her, "come on Brooke Davis, show me your New York"
After a moment of hesitation Brooke accepted his help up and they began to walk together, there steps lazy, they carried their shoes dangling in their hands and walked along the grass. They chatted as they walked, their bodies occasionally brushing against each other.
"-and then the paparazzi punched him" Brooke laughed.
Lucas shook his head, "why would you date a guy like that"
Brooke shrugged one shoulder, "I didn't, not really. I was always so busy that even dating was a business deal, all publicity, if I had a red carpet my people would call their people. I had a list of all the Nicks"
"Like the basketball team?"
Her head flung back showing the smooth length of her throat, Lucas rubbed the back of his neck and they changed the subject. Reaching the end of the grass Brooke used Lucas' shoulder to steady herself as she slipped her heels back on, putting the second one on she lost balance and Brooke felt herself fall against Lucas.
A hand flashed up and caught her, Brooke regained her footing, her eyes connecting with Lucas'. For a moment Brooke swore Lucas' eyes were bluer than they use to be, then she blinked and stepped back, "thanks"
Without saying anything they subconsciously started walking further apart from each other, Brooke snuck a look at Lucas, "are you hungry?"
"Famished"
"Okay, Luke, follow me" she winked and turned right.
Brooke took Lucas to a trendy café, with exposed brick walls, vertical gardens and an industrial vibe. It was fast paced, loud, Brooke took in the scent and walked through the crowd with Lucas following her to take a seat at the back. Once Lucas had a seat Brooke disappeared to order and then came back, "I use to come here when I wanted a little bit of home"
Lucas gave a look around not understanding, "this is nothing like home"
Her eyes sparkled and she gave a closed lip smile that spoke of secrets, her cheeks dimpling. It wasn't long before two plates arrived and Brooke waited, she watched with a look of anticipation on her face. After a moment Lucas picked up his fork and took a bite, his own eyes widening.
"It tastes just the same"
"As your mum's" Brooke grabbed her own fork, "this was my guilty pleasure"
"Just like home" he took another bite, with each taste he was reminded of another place and another time.
-x-
They had been to Brooke's favourite coffee joint, to her favourite boutiques where Lucas was forced to carry the bags and talked into buying a new suit, Brooke had shared her favourite view in New York and her favourite bar and this time Lucas talked Brooke into a drink.
The limo driver was confused when he was asked to drop them off at the subway and to wait for them, and now they stood against the pillars listening the two teenagers. When they listened to two songs Brooke dropped a note into the open guitar case and Luca coped the action. They moved further along to the next musician and then the next, Lucas enjoyed it even ore than Brooke.
"This is easy. You know me, I don't remember who sings what, here I can just enjoy the music for what it is, get lost in the crowd" she threw money into the hat of a teenage girl.
The teenager reminded Brooke of Sam, "I should check in on Sam" she stepped away to find a quiet corner. Lucas stayed close but gave Brooke privacy, he did his best to avoid staring at her and Lucas aimlessly looked around.
A few minutes later Brooke reappeared next to Lucas, "she's in the spa" her eyes were still on her phone.
Lucas gave a slow lick of his lips, he could see the emotions being held in by Brooke. There was so much want coming from her Lucas could feel it, "go join her. I'll pick up Noah, just relax with Sam. If she wants to stay in enjoy that"
"You don't mind?"
"Of course. Noah isn't missing out either, don't worry about us"
Brooked nodded, "thanks Luke".
Five minutes later they were on their way back to the apartment building, Lucas got out first and ran around to open Brooke's door, "I'll come back up and grab my laptop" he explained as he helped her out and followed her. Through the door he gently hovered his hand behind her to let her go first, Brooke smiled up at him in thanks and quickly headed for the elevator.
It wasn't long before Lucas had left again and Brooke in her bikini and towel went to find Sam. The teen showed a brief moment of surprise before she smiled and patted the spot next to her.
-x-
Lucas arrived back at the apartment with Noah, he listened to his son discuss rehearsal but his eyes were drawn up towards Brooke and Sam who were laughing by the window, "hi, how was practice?" Sam asked Noah when she spotted their return.
In a run Noah joined the others, "it was fantastic!"
With a bright smile on her face Brooke lit up at Noah, "that's great. How about you and your father go freshen up and get dressed? I made reservations for dinner and you can tell us all about it and we can plan what to do tomorrow"
Noah held in his excitement but Lucas knew he was close to jumping on the spot, "I know! We can go to the Museum of Natural History"
"We are in New York and you are still geeking out" Sam groaned.
Brooke chuckled, "actually it's a must go if you're here, besides I have something else lined up for you tomorrow as well"
"Fine" Sam unfolded her legs, "seems I am outnumbered. Well, I'm going to go get fabulous"
Stopping behind Noah, placing his hands gently on the boy's shoulders, Lucas glanced at Brooke, "how dressed up is dressed up?"
Biting her bottom lip Brooke kinked her brow and Lucas sighed, her let go of Noah, "would you like to pick?"
"If you're asking" she rolled her eyes and nudged Lucas on the way to his room. It wasn't long before Brooke had Lucas' clothes spread across the bed, she had chosen his most expensive suit that he had packed and put it aside for Noah's concert and then narrowed down her selection to one jacket and trousers in black and two shirts.
A shirt in each hand Brooke placed them against Lucas and in the end chose the maroon one, a colour she had always like on Lucas.
"This brings back memories" Lucas mumbled quietly.
Ignoring the comment Brooke packed away his things, slowly folding his last shirt to hold off turning back to face Lucas, "thanks, Brooke. Where are we going tonight anyway?"
"Archibald's on Madison" Brooke finally looked over her shoulder, "you usually have to book months in advance however Quarisha, one of our photographers, is married to one of the owners" she was already on her way out of the room, "so be on your best behaviour" her hand rested on the doorframe for a moment, their eyes met and Brooke left the room.
Lucas picked up the tie Brooke had vetoed that had fallen to the ground, he chuckled and dropped it over the side table.
After his shower Lucas dressed, leaving his jacket behind Lucas went to find Noah. The small boy was in his socks, his black trousers and shirt neatly on, not a hair out of place, "Mom picked my suit" Noah said, his eyes not leaving his reflection.
"You look very handsome" Lucas came further into the room and knelt by Noah, "here let me help"
Noah in the middle of placing his tie around his neck replied offhandedly, "I know how"
Lucas smiled, "a Father should do his son's tie for him at least once"
Fingers pausing Noah turned to face Lucas, he let go of the tie and lifted his chin, Lucas swiftly picked up where Noah had left off "done"
"We match"
"That we do" Lucas smoothed down Noah's black dress shirt, the boy's tie was the same colour as Lucas' shirt and when he stepped away Noah slipped on the matching maroon jacket. Then Noah put on his shoes and together father and son left the room.
They stepped into the living area, Brooke and Sam stood, both faced them as they entered and Lucas' breath caught in his throat, "wow" he eventually managed, "you both look stunning"
Brooke's lashes fluttered but the small smile she gave was focused on her son, Sam on the other hand beamed at Lucas and sashayed in her crimson halter dress, it flowed to her knees and glided with her making her look both more childish than usual yet at the same time highlighting she was a young beautiful woman.
Where as Sam's dress was soft and whimsical, Brooke's black dress clung tightly to her curves and showed more of her thighs than she usually displayed in Tree Hill, the heels seemed impossible to walk in to Lucas yet Brooke moved gracefully in them. Her hair was up, Lucas was used to Brooke's hair out but he admired the bun and how it exposed her neck, he started to think about the slope of her neck and Lucas realised he needed to stop.
Ripping his eyes away from Brooke he complimented Sam again and offered his arm to escort her out, while Noah went to his mother.
A voice from his past haunted Lucas, a night long ago under the same New York skies. We're going to be a power couple. He's going to be a famous novelist and I'm gonna have a fabulous fashion line.
But we're still going to have time to have a big family.
Two boys and a girl…
Brooke's voice from the past faded away and Lucas' mind wandered down a dark path of what if before he reigned himself back to the present. He was looking at a lovely picture; a beautiful woman with a show stopping smile who could send shivers down his spine, and two charming children, yet it wasn't reality. Not his anyway. Lucas' smile dropped for a second.
It was hours before they all returned, their spirits high. For one-night Lucas had lived a forbidden dream of make believe and it had been easy, together the four of them had effortlessly flowed and Lucas realised that just acting like a friend with Brooke felt like enough, enough to feel like more. Perhaps it was dangerous but it made Lucas' charade easy and without their friends and families watching and judging Lucas could be as natural as he wanted safe with Brooke and the kids to just be themselves.
Brooke wasn't reserved or shy, she laughed when she wanted to laugh and smiled when she wanted to smile, there were no whispers or pretending they had no past. Lucas hadn't quite realised how much they had been holding back in Tree Hill yet he knew at the same time how important it was.
One night, a weekend at most, innocent togetherness that hurt no one, Lucas told himself.
The others were tired, Sam yawned as they waited in the elevator to return to the apartment, her head resting against Brooke who had already ditched her heels and undone her hair. Noah had fallen asleep in the limo and Lucas carried his warm, snoring body in his arms. In sleep Noah cradled Lucas I"n a way he never did while awake and the father basked in it.
They were soon back in the apartment, "straight to bed, missy" Brooke playfully pushed a yawning Sam towards her room and then her eyes met Lucas, "you okay with Noah?"
"I've got him" Lucas changed his hold on Noah, "tonight was great, thanks Brooke"
"It was for the kids" Brooke's tone changed and Lucas her defences go up, "I'm going to head to bed, night Luke" and she disappeared to the safety of her own room locking the door behind her.
-x-
"Okay" Sam shrugged, "it's not as lame as I thought" she relented as the walked through the Wallace Wing and the teenager watched an animated Noah go from exhibit to exhibit, "besides the kid is happy"
"Yeah" Brooke bumped hips with Sam. They were nearly finished at the museum and Noah had clearly enjoyed their morning at the museum, Lucas stayed close to Noah's side, turning away from Lucas and Noah in front of them Brooke focused on Sam, "I want you to be happy as well"
"I am" Sam nodded, her hand reached for Brooke's, "I am."
It was 3pm before they left for a late lunch at Shake Shack, Lucas and Noah took the chauffeured limo to head back to the apartment before Noah had to go to rehearsals again. This was Brooke's chance to focus on Sam, "where are we?" the girl asked after they exited the taxi.
"My surprise" Brooke clapped her hands together, they walked through the glass revolving doors and almost immediately a voice called Brooke.
"Miss Davis?" the man held out his hand and Brooke briefly shook it before he turned to Brooke, "and this must be Samantha. Hi, it's nice to meet you both. I'm Gregory and welcome to Strauss Publishing"
Gregory motioned for them to follow him, while Sam looked around curiously, Gregory started giving them the history of the publishing firm, they were in the elevator when he started listing some of the authors they work with. The elevator dinged when they arrived at the right floor "and of course, Lucas Scott" he finished and stepped out.
Eventually they stopped at a door, "we also publish the 'House of Abernethy' series, do you know it?"
"Hell yeah, I love it. Robyn Stiles is my favourite author" Sam's mouth fell open, "that is so cool"
Behind her foster daughter Brooke gave a secret smile, she watched Sam's posture as Gregory to opened the door, "would you like to meet her?"
"What?"
"Would you like to meet her?" he repeated.
She placed a hand on Sam's shoulder and with a grin Brooke whispered, "surprise"
"No you didn't!" Sam screamed before doing her best to compose herself, it didn't last and she gave another squeal and hugged Brooke before calming herself and followed the editor inside.
With so little time with Sam left Brooke wanted to make sure she could at least help one of Sam's dreams come true.
-x-
The pizza was spread out around them, all four in their pyjamas. Lucas spread out on the floor his legs straight, leaning up on elbows, across from him Brooke laid on her stomach as well but her legs were bent, feet dangling in the air. Between them on one side Sam laid on her side, on the other side Noah sat cross legged with his chin in one hand.
"Maybe we shouldn't be playing poker" Lucas' brow dropped.
Sam scoffed, "you're just saying that because you suck at it" she suddenly turned to Brooke, "what, you're not going to tell me off for saying he sucks?"
With a laugh Brooke collected her winnings, "but it's so true"
"You're not very good at this" Noah added on and Lucas dropped his cards in defeat and the others laughed except for Noah who collected all the cards up.
"How about a game of go fish?" Lucas recommended.
Sam groaned but soon agreed and shuffled the cards Noah handed her, "winner picks next game"
Much to everyone else's amusement Lucas still lost, Sam won the game "ever heard of spoons?" she asked and already started dealing the cards and instructed Noah to retrieve three spoons from the kitchen.
Sam looked up, looking between Lucas and Brooke through her lashes, "thanks for today, both of you. This has been one of the best days of my life"
"You don't need to thank me, it's all Brooke"
"You helped" both girls replied to Lucas' denial.
He gave a nod, "you're welcome"
Noah returned and dropped the spoon on the floor, he grabbed the nearly cold pizza and sat back down patiently waiting.
Sam went over the game's rules, like Lucas she found it too easy to pretend for this one weekend that she was a part of the family but at the same time she was aware that she never would be. Not anymore.
Later that night Sam laid in Brooke's bed, her eyes looking up at the ceiling "I get it now"
"Get what?" Brooke asked from the bathroom where she stood at the mirror applying her face cream, her silk nightie swished as she finished and started to walk towards Sam, "what are you on about?"
Sam rolled over, on her side she perched up on one elbow, "Lucas. You and Lucas, at first I was like what? Why? And I read the book but it was still weird but I get it now"
"There's nothing to get" Brooke rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm just saying it makes sense why you two were together-"
Slipping into the bed Brooke tried to ignore Sam, she interrupted her "there's more reasons why we didn't work" her tone was knowing.
Staying silent Sam watched Brooke, despite what the older brunette had said Sam had never seen Brooke look the way she did when she was with Lucas. Not that long-ago Sam wanted Brooke to try with Julian but she had never seen Brooke look at Julian like she looked at Lucas, her whole face changed.
"Come here" Brooke changed the subject and Sam wiggled up to rest her head next to Brooke on the pillows. They were so close their arms brushed against each other, their heads almost touching, Brooke sighed and took in the moment.
A few seconds went by before Sam spoke again, "why did you leave New York?"
Brooke smiled, "as much as I loved it here this was never home".
-x-
Late the next afternoon Sam walked between Lucas and Brooke as they were shown to their seats, the teenager felt out of place in her long cocktail dress and couldn't help but notice Lucas kept touching his bow tie. Inside Sam chuckled, however, nervous Sam reached for Brooke's hand and held on tightly even after they found their seats
They talked quietly until the lights above them dimmed, the curtain opened, it was another half an hour before Noah and his peers performed. Brooke gave an excited squeal, her hand squeezed Sam's but her eyes looked at Lucas briefly her smile widened as their gaze met before they both turned their attention back to Noah.
There was a pride that filled Brooke as she watched and listened, Noah was so confident and sure with each stroke of a key. Later Noah returned to the stage alone, the stage made him appear small as he did his solo, when he finished the audience stood as they applauded but no one clapped harder or louder than his family watching.
Afterwards, they met Noah and praised him, Sam gave him a high five, Lucas a side hug and pat on the shoulder and Brooke kissed the top of her son's head, she sniffed his hair as she did so, "you were brilliant"
"Thank you"
"Not bad, Kid" Sam smiled.
Noah smiled back and then started discussing some of the other musicians who had performed, the more he talked the faster he spoke.
A young soft voice broke through the crowd calling Noah's name, a girl slightly older and barely taller than Noah appeared dressed in an elegant black dress with a white bow. Her silky black hair was neatly braided, coffee coloured skin with freckles spread across her face, she smiled widely at Noah, "are you leaving already?"
Instead of answering, Noah looked at his parents and Brooke answered for him, "ten more minutes"
Two adults joined the girl, each placing a hand on one of her shoulders, "hello" the mother greeted, "you must be Noah's parents?"
"Yes. Hi, I'm Brooke"
"Lucas" he shook hands with the other father. They introduced themselves as Paul and Maria, their daughter Nicola was nine and her attention was completely on Noah. On the other hand, Maria's eyes returned to Brooke over and over again with a question in them. Brooke could tell the other woman recognised Brooke's face but could not place where from, the children soon took charge of the conversation and it turned to Noah's upcoming birthday party.
When they parted Sam teased Noah, "someone has a girlfriend"
"Yes, Nicola is a girl and she is a friend" Noah didn't take the bait, he shook his head at Sam and clicked his tongue. Brooke gave a silent chuckle and sent Sam a warning look.
They were all exhausted after a busy few days, Brooke took her shoes off as soon as they were back in the limo, "our last night here" she whispered to herself.
The ride home grew quiet, Noah gave a large yawn and Sam started to drift off. The kids didn't fight the instruction to go straight to bed once they arrived in the apartment, they said goodnight and went on their way.
With a polite goodnight themselves Brooke and Lucas separated, so exhausted Brooke stripped down to her underwear and crawled into bed. Even though she was tired and felt it to her bones once her head hit the pillow in the dark quiet room, Brooke tossed and turned.
The only sound Brooke heard was the clock ticking by as it got later and later, eventually her eyes closed but it seemed to Brooke as she drifted in and out that she barely slept five minutes at a time. One time she checked the clock and saw it was nearly one in the morning.
Brooke shot awake, as she lay Brooke realised she was thirsty and climbed from the bed. Covering her nearly nude body with a silk robe Brooke tied the sash tightly and tip toed out of the bedroom.
As she turned the corner into the kitchen Brooke jumped at the sight of the man standing there, Lucas froze at her reaction, "sorry didn't expect anyone to be awake" Brooke went to get a glass.
A glass of water in his own hand Lucas was bent over the counter, "just thirsty" his eyes followed Brooke as she filled her glass up. She went to quickly leave and instinct tole Lucas to stop her, "I still can't believe we made this amazing, talented kid" his voice held such joy.
At the mention of Noah, Brooke stopped walking away and placed her drink down after a long gulp, she could still picture Noah from earlier in the night, "it's pretty amazing" she smirked and then her expression turned thoughtful, eyes down she added on "do you ever worry that he's too smart, that we've already missed six years and now that we have him back Noah is going to not need us"
Lucas shook his head, "he will always need us no matter if we can help him with his homework or not, there's so many other reasons he needs us for"
"You think?"
"I know" Lucas found himself slipping closer, "he's already benefitted so much by having you in his life, Brooke. You are an amazing mother, never question that, you don't need to teach Noah algebra just keep teaching him how to smile"
"It's getting easier" she nodded, her eyes lifted not sure when Lucas had moved so much closer to her, "he started calling me mom and every time I hear it my heart feels like exploding"
"I'm happy for you"
"Thanks" Brooke couldn't keep looking at Lucas' blue eyes, she looked back down at her hands the movement causing a thick lock of hair to fall over her eyes.
Before Lucas could even think to stop himself, his hand shot out to touch the strands, Brooke jolted at the touch, standing straight she lifted her chin and Lucas' light grip finished it's move and he tucked the escaped lock behind her ear.
The now empty fingers hovered over Brook's cheek an inch of ait between his skin and hers yet Brook's face burned as if he was touching her and she grew warm. For a long moment Lucas' fingers stayed still and then they closed the distance and he touched her, his palm curled to gently cup her face.
Luke! Brooke's mind screamed but no words escaped her, instead a rush of air left her lungs and Brook's throat made a strange sound. A hand went up to push Lucas away but the moment that felt like slow minutes was barely a second and Brooke's hand betrayed her, fingers curling over to grip his shirt.
Who moved first, who or how they moved at all, was a mystery, a blur of confusion, and the only thing they knew in that moment was that somehow the air between them vanished. Their lips clashed together, their chest pushed together as their hands held onto the other.
At first it was a kiss, the only thing moving was their lips, almost as if they were frozen everywhere else, as frozen as their minds were, and then as if a match had been lit they exploded together.
As suddenly as they had found themselves kissing Brooke then found herself siting on top of the kitchen counter, Lucas between her spread thighs, one of her hands in the back pocket of his jogging pants and the other tangled in his hair.
Everything was warm, Lucas couldn't think, Brooke's dressing gown came undone slipping off her shoulders and pooling at her hips. There was a seemingly endless amount of bare skin beneath his hand, one clutching her waist and the other exploring one breast.
When had they moved, when had their mouths opened, Brooke could barely breathe but she heard a moan and had no idea who it came from. Lucas' body somehow got closer than she thought was possible and her legs spread wider as his hips nudged forward. The growing erection between them rubbed against the thin barrier of the clothing separating them, her fingers clutched the thin between them.
It wasn't until Brooke opened her eyes that she even realised she's closed them, neither one remembered who moved first or ho moved last. They moved as one.