Warning

 Contains sexual contact

Chapter

The queen of rational behavior

AN: I've decided to rate my story PG 13 again, because I just want to. Which is why I'm going to make this chapter specifically clear to everyone that there is sexual contact involved. Don't read the warned sections if you are applaud. Thank you and sorry for this!

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"Hello?" Her voice was shaky and she tucked a stray curl behind her hair.

The person on the other end of the line exhaled softly, "Peyton?"

She froze, bit her bottom lip and stole a glance at Lucas; who was fairly interested at a spot on the elevator door. "Hi…" Her voice softened slightly.

"It's good to hear your voice." He whispered, light enough that Peyton almost missed it.

She rested her head against the hard elevator wall, feeling the cold steal on her skin. "Yeah, you too."

Silence

"Are you still angry?"

She exhaled sharply, "I was not angry."

"No, correction; your were pissed,"

"It's just when I say give me time, give me time." She bit her bottom lip, trying hard to not allow condescension to make its way through her words.

"I'm sorry, but I've given you a lot of time." He paused, sighed and continued, "I don't know how longer I can wait."

She frowned, dismay stabbing at her heart. "But--," She started, fortunately interrupted by a heavy sigh from Lucas. Lucas. The name lingered in her mind and suddenly she acknowledged it. "Listen, I need to go. I'll call you as soon as I can."

Lucas looked at the back of her head and sighed. Some things never change.

A sharp sigh, "I love you Peyton."

She turned back to glance at Lucas quickly and quietly said, "I love you too."

It was a faint whisper, but Lucas caught the words.

She hung up quickly, turning back to Lucas with a forced smile.

He chuckled dryly, slumped to the floor and returned the smile, although his was meant out of disappointment. "Don't act like you did something intolerably wrong to me." He laughed again, this time more forcefully and Peyton cringed at his disenchantment. "After all--," He waved his hands in the air, doing a mock bow impression. "It's not like you're the queen of rational behavior."

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His hand wandered north from her stomach, massaging small circles on the skin his fingers danced upon. He lightly traced the line of her jawbone with his other hand and she moaned inside of his mouth as his tongue fought with hers, in a battle of sexy sin.

Higher and higher his hand traveled, until it reached the destination it was craving for. Running his palm lightly over her breast, stroking her nipple with his thumb.

In effect, her hips compressed his, pleading for more and further enticement. A light moan of pleasure escaping her lips, causing him to reassuringly tease her.

Stopping this sinful act, he stepped back, looked in her eyes and silently asked permission to commit a more sinful act. Of course, he was granted his request.

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"When you were getting on the plane, I seen the way you looked at me, but I pretended not to and acted to caught up in the fact that Lucas was leaving as well." She smiled softly, running a hand across her stomach.

His eyes met hers and he couldn't help but return the understanding smile. "I guess I deserved that."

She gave a soft nod, before letting her fingers dance on the line of his jaw. "We hadn't talked for almost a year." She chuckled, "Except if you count the disastrous event of Lucas and Peyton's wedding," He eyes caught a space on the wall, she took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled it, "They were so happy at one point in time."

His expression turned serious, he leaned in and wrapped his arm around her waist.

At first causing her to be taken aback by the touch, but she released herself into his embrace. His face only set inches from hers and she watched as he closed his eyes.

"So were we." He said softly, eyes still shut, before placing his forehead against hers and letting silence take over.

She took one last glance at him, watching his chest rise and fall with even breaths. A soft smile crept over her lips and she closed her eyes as well.

Each one left to contemplate their mistakes and thoughts.

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"Luke," her words were soft and pleading for him.

"Peyton." He said forcefully, but still managed to occupy a smile. "I get it, I'm not stupid any more."

Her expression softened and she sat on the floor beside him. "You were never stupid."

"I was stupid for thinking you would go through with it," he chuckled bitterly, "I should have known."

She sharply exhaled, furrowing her eyebrows and a frown laid upon her lips. "That's not fair," she said softly.

His smile diminished, "Not fair?" he retorted, "And what you did to me was fair?"

"No…" She started, overwhelmed by the disparagement that clouded the room. "It wasn't fair, but I was young."

He shook his head, the sarcastic smile returning to his face. "Couldn't you have told me that when I proposed?"

"I loved you--," She pleaded, with only a frown to retort.

"You loved walking all over me." He found that place on the elevator door, the one that he occasionally stared at.

"Look at me." She asked, tears filling her eyes. "Please," regret seeped through her and she wanted to run away; but she couldn't, not again.

He scoffed angrily and returned his eyes to her. "Forget it Peyton." His features softened as he seen her eyes swell up, his frown curving to a small reassuring smile. "I'm sorry, I should have never said anything. The past is the past."

Silently, she started to release the tears, one by one. The frown never leaving her lips, "No," she muttered softly.

He furrowed his eyebrows, scooting next to her and bringing her into a hug. He stroked her hair, rocking her back and forth with comfort. "It's okay Pey," he reassured soothingly.

"It's not okay," she pushed him away softly, wiping the tears from her cheeks. "It's not okay," she repeated.

"Why? Just forget it," he said sympathetically.

"I don't want to," the tears couldn't help but resurface, "I forgot for five years, I cant do it any more."

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She arched her back, allowing him further access while she cried in pleasure. Biting her lip and frantically running her hands through her hair.

The sound of her whimpers caused him to smile and thrust into her again. Tingles worked their way through his body, watching her arch to the pressure.

She leaned up and kissed him, her lip quivering and wanting it to be tamed.

He flipped her over, placing her on top of him and she smiled; it was her turn.

Her smile was seductive as she started to grind herself against him.

He brought his hands to her waist, guiding her in the mission of seeking absolute pleasure. He watched as her breast rise and fall with her every thrust. He leaned in, groaning at her ability to cause him so much wanted feeling, he took in her nipple with his mouth. Nibbling at the sensitive skin, causing her to plunge into him, more forcefully this time and arch her back to his enticement. He let his tongue dart out against the hard flesh and heard her whimper in response. Greedily, he pushed her hips further into his and watched her eyes roll back into her head. Pleasure.

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"I'm sorry for everything." He muttered, entwining her fingers in his and bringing them to his lips. "I truly hope you're happy."

She smiled then, looking in his eyes and observing his honesty. "I wish the same for you," she said softly, placing a kiss on his cheek.

He could be such a romantic at times. Her knees went weak to his smile, her lips numb to his kiss and her eyes sparkled when they met his. He was beautiful and she remembered thinking that she would eventually find some one better than him. She was wrong.

It was comforting, liberating their thoughts and past problems with understanding caress and soft kisses.

Looking in her eyes, his stomach wrenched and small butterflies worked their way through him. "What if I was to say," he paused, her eyes were beautiful and looking into them, he lost all train of thought.

"Say what Nathan?" she smiled softly, wanting nothing more but to be closer to his warmth.

"Say that," He paused, looked away and then back into her eyes. "I would be happiest with you?"

The words caught in her mind, froze all reality. I would be happiest with you. They echoed in her mind, a shiver escaping her body. All that was left between the world of delusion and reality were brown eyes full of essence.

She opened her mouth, her heart beating fast within her chest, and said, "I--,"

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Cliffhanger! Like it? Hate it? REVIEW! I know it was short, I'm sorry, but that's how I like to write. Thank you for all the wonderful reviews for my last chapter. Hope I get more than last time [wink]