Wow, thanks for all the reviews! I'll try to put in another update today, but no promises! I'm babysitting! Ok well, here goes!... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Brooke awoke to the sun in her face and she rolled her over to see Lucas' beautiful face. Her actions of last night played through her head and she smiled. She shouldn't have gave in so easy, but how could you resist Lucas Scott? You couldn't, which is exactly why she gave in.

Lucas opened his eyes to Brooke. She was smiling at him. "Good morning," he said sleepily kissing her.

"Mmm, yes it is," she replied tracing his face with her finger. "I didn't really think you'd come after me."

He lay quiet for a moment before speaking again. "Why wouldn't I? Brooke I love you. I'd go to the end of the world for you."

She looked away and laid back down. "I don't know Luc. I'm just so scared of getting hurt again."

He sighed. God he just wished she would trust him again. He was going to have to really make it up to her. "Come here," he pulled her closer to him. "I love you more than god knows what. You're the only and only special person in my life. Even if Peyton were pregnant with my child, I'd still choose you. I was going to choose you."

Brooke smiled as her eyes filled with tears. "I love you too."

"Good," he kissed her again. "Now, can we go home?"

"We'll have to get a home first. We won't be able to live at your house too long. What about my house? It's humongous and my parents aren't ever home," she suggested.

He pondered over the thought. Living together. "It sounds like a plan. But first, lets get back to Tree Hill. My mom doesn't even know I'm back from Charleston. And there's the whole telling her you're pregnant. I hope she doesn't slap me again."

"She slapped you before?" Brooke giggled. "Way to go Karen!"

"hey!" Lucas started to tickle her.

"Nooo! Lucas...stooop! I'm going to peeee!"

He stopped realizing she probably would. "Ok, ok. Now get your ass up."

"Ha ha," she said sarcastically as she got dressed.

They both got dressed and drove home in their separate vehicles, talking on their cell phones the whole time.

"Hey, we're almost there, head to my mom's house, I want us both to tell her" he said.

"Of course," Brooke said as her white Volkswagen flew by him.

"Hey! That's dangerous!" he shrieked.

"Puhlease! I can drive so much better than you!" she laughed.

He smiled and sped up so he could keep up with her. God he loved her.