So sorry that this update has taken a while but I hope it'll be worth it! I don't feel it needs much introduction, except to say Thank you to all my lovely reviewers (and to sayjust suspend disbelief about Leanne Rimes playing at Tric…I mean they did get the Wreckers!) so with no further ado…

"So they broke up?" Nathan was sitting on Lucas' swivel chair in his room, swivelling round on it aimlessly. It was Monday morning before school and Haley had an early morning tutoring class so Nathan was getting a lift from Lucas. Lucas had just told him what had happened with Brooke the night before.

"Yeah."

Nathan nodded slowly, and continued turning round on the chair. Lucas waited patiently for him to say something.

Finally he said, "So are you going to do anything?"

Lucas shrugged, "I don't know. I mean, it doesn't really change anything. Just because she's not with anyone else doesn't mean she wants to be with me."

Nathan raised an eyebrow. "Let me get this straight. She breaks us with her boyfriend - "

"Well actually she said he broke up with her."

"Over you. Anyway; things are over with her boyfriend…and she goes to the one place you are like…80 of the time…where she pours her heart out to you before crying in your arms…and yet, you think she wants to be friends?"

Lucas sighed, "I've told you man, she doesn't know what she wants. She's confused, and I don't want to pressure her."

"Maybe she's just waiting for you to take the first step."

"Maybe, but I'm not taking that chance. I want things to be right this time…I want to be sure she's ready. So when she's ready, she'll do something."

Nathan shrugged, "I guess you know best man. Good luck till then though, the sexual tension was bad enough around you guys when you couldn't even do anything, it's going to be ten times worse now there's all that possibility hanging in the air." He chuckled.

Lucas gave a wry smile, and then it fell. "Except there's not possibility," he said, suddenly remembering, "Because I'm still with Hannah…"

Nathan nodded slowly, "Oh yeah…"


Lucas saw Hannah at her locker as he and Nathan came into school. He approached her, feeling a little uncomfortable, and greeted her with a brief kiss.

"Hey," she said, "How was your day yesterday? I didn't see you at the café."

"Yeah, sorry. I had a load of work to do."

Hanna nodded, "Listen, I, er…heard that Brooke and Josh broke up."

"You did?"

"I wasn't sure if it was true…because, well, you know this place, it's probably not, I shouldn't have - "

"No it is. I just…didn't expect everyone to know yet."

"Yeah well…Josh hasn't exactly been keeping it a secret…Brooke might want to stay clear of him for a while." She laughed slightly. "Anyway…I wanted to talk to you about it."

Lucas nodded slowly, "Right, okay."

Hannah sighed and shut her locker, and they began to walk down the hall together.

"I don't want to be something that's keeping you from being with her," she started, but Lucas interrupted.

"You're not. It's Brooke's decision right now and she doesn't want to be with me."

"Well maybe that's because you're with me." She shook her head slightly, "Anyway that's not the point. I mean…I don't want to be someone who's keeping you from the possibility of being with her. Your heart's with her at the moment…and I knew that, and that's fine. But I don't want you to feel like you can't want to be with her because you're with me. So I think it's best if maybe we're not together anymore."

Lucas stopped and looked at her.

She shrugged, "I know what it feels like to try to start a relationship again. There's no need to complicate it more than it already is."

Lucas nodded slowly. "Okay," he paused, and then added, "Thank you…for understanding."

She smiled, "No problem. I hope you guys can work it out," she said sincerely.

"I hope things work out for you too." He hugged her, and then she went to her class. Lucas watched her go, and then turned to continue up the corridor. A group of people passed along the walkway that cut across the end of it, and he saw Peyton and Brooke walking along it arm in arm.

Brooke laughed at something Peyton said, a radiant smile breaking across her features. His eyes followed her till she was out of sight, and he sighed, and small smile on his face as he went to his class.


The guys had basketball practice after school, and the girls were going to hang out at Brooke's because there was no cheerleading.

"Huh, according to this, I'm very in fashion right now," Haley said, in a mildly interested voice.

"Really?" Peyton reached over from where she was sitting at Brooke's desk doodling to look at the magazine Haley was reading.

Brooke looked at Haley from her position next to her on her bed, "Yeah I guess you've got the whole pale orange thing going on."

"Whoever thought Haley James would be one to follow a trend," Peyton said.

"It wasn't intentional," Haley replied laughing, "And anyway, maybe Haley James-Scott is really in with the latest fashions, I just don't know it yet."

Brooke gave her a look, "I don't think so."

"Hey!" Haley hit her playfully.

"Oh come on Hales, you're original! You shouldn't change! If you did you'd become…well me, and I'm already me enough for this group."

Peyton laughed, "Yeah I don't think we could take two Brookes!"

Haley smiled.

"Although," Brooke said, getting up of the bed, "I did find this awesome top which would look gorgeous on you when we go to Tric this Friday night."

"We're going to Tric?" Haley asked, "Who've you got Peyton?"

Peyton grinned, "Leanne Rimes is coming, it's gonna be awesome!"

"Wow, cool! Yeah we should definitely go. So lets see this top Tigger."

Brooke pulled it out of the closet and held it up.

"Nice…" Hale got up too and went over to Brooke, fingering the edge of the floaty halter-neck.

"Try it on."

Just then however the door opened and Nathan, Lucas and Jake came in.

"Jesus guys, you could knock! I was just about to change."

"Well don't let us stop you," Nathan said, grinning, and Haley glared at him. He came over and quietened her with a kiss.

"What are you guys doing here?" Brooke asked, not really minding the invasion of her bedroom but she was never one to be a pushover.

"Basketball finished," Jake said simply.

"So you had to come over?"

"Well you stole our girls so now you have to suffer the consequences."

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Fine, whatever," she said, chuckling.

"So what have you guys been doing?" Lucas asked, settling himself on Brooke's bed with his hands behind his head.

"Oh you know, the usual. Pillow fights, French kissing pillows…girly hanging out stuff." Peyton shrugged.

Lucas rolled his eyes and picked up the magazine Haley had been reading.

"Which Season Are You?" he read. "Brooke what is this crap?"

Brooke glared at him, "It's Teen People, it's not crap!" she said, sitting on the bed next to him and taking the magazine off him.

Nathan flopped down on Brooke's bed too, bringing Haley with him.

"Good thing you got your double bed back Brooke!" Haley said, resting on Lucas' legs.

"Nate get your feet off my bed!" Brooke said, shoving them off.

"Hey! Lucas has his on too!"

"Yeah well he's not wearing shoes…and his feet don't stink!"

Nathan raised an eyebrow, "You're asking for it now Davis." He grabbed her and tickled her, and she shoved him off laughing, "Tutorwife control your husband!"

Nathan continued to tickle her and she fell back against Lucas, still laughing. "Broody, be a man! Do something!"

"Nate get off her," Lucas said, chuckling as he wrapped an arm protectively around Brooke.

Nathan let her go, grinning, and returning to his position next to Haley.

Brooke stuck her tongue out at him and settled herself against Lucas' shoulder.

Jake and Peyton shook their heads at the others antics, and Peyton went back to her doodling. Jake was sitting on the edge of the desk and he glanced down at what she was drawing. He smiled as he saw the group of neat little sketches scattered across the page, all of Haley and Brooke in various positions.

The new sketch started to take shape, and Jake could make out clearly the shape of Lucas' head and shoulders, and the outline of Brooke's hair. Peyton's pencil moved quickly, and she filled in Brooke's features, perfected form years of drawing her friend.

Peyton glanced up and saw Jake looking, and grinned at him.

"Pity we don't have a camera," she whispered, and Jake chuckled.

Meanwhile over on the bed Nathan was now reading the magazine out loud, aggravating the girls with his comments.

"I mean, who cares about this stuff anyway?" he asked. "So your shoes don't match your bag, what's the big deal?"

Brooke rolled her eyes, "Like your stuff in Playboy is so much more intelligent."

Nathan glared at her, and Haley chuckled, "That's a bit of a sore point at the moment. I cancelled his subscription," she explained.

"I read it for the articles!" Nathan complained, "And whatever you say Brooke, they are actually very intelligent. Luke, back me up here man."

"Sorry, can't help you, my mom would never let me get a subscription in the first place."

"And you'd want one?" Brooke asked pointedly, turning her head to look up at him.

"Of course not," he corrected himself slowly, and she gave him a look.

He lowered his voice, "I get along just fine with those photos you gave me."

"What!" Nathan and Haley both said simultaneously, having overheard him.

"Lucas! Is that 'never mentioning it again'!"

"I'm sorry, photos? Of what?" Nathan asked, grinning.

"We are not talking about this," Brooke said firmly.

"Can we see them?"

"NO!"

"Have you got any copies in here?" Nathan persisted, getting up of the bed.

"Nathan!" Haley pulled him back down and he pouted, "I was just curious."

Haley rolled her eyes, "Your brother's ex? Seriously?"

Brooke laughed, "Don't worry Hales, I'm sure Luke's had many fantasies about you in his time."

"Brooke!"

"Ew!"

"What? Come on, you guys were friends since you were what, eight?"

"Exactly! She's like my sister."

Brooke laughed at Haley and Lucas' matching expressions of disgust, "Alright, maybe he hasn't."

"Can we please get off the topic of cross relationship fantasies, it's getting a little disturbing. Lets just say we all stick to our own girlfriends…" Jake said jokingly.

"Or ex," Peyton muttered, and Jake heard her and laughed.

"What?" Brooke asked.

"Nothing," Peyton said innocently, "I was just clearing my throat."

The others gave her a weird look, but ignored it.

"What am I lying on?" Haley said after a minute, shifting as she was uncomfortable. She felt a lump under the duvet, and pulled out a tattered brown stuffed toy.

"Aw it's Zephir!" Peyton said.

"Who?" Jake asked, but Peyton had already gone over to the bed in excitement.

"Brooke Davis has a teddy bear? Oh my god people at school would have a field day with that!"

"He's not a teddy bear he's a monkey!" Brooke corrected.

Nathan held it up by its arms and legs, looking at it, "Could have fooled me."

"He's very old."

"What did you say his name was again?" Jake asked.

"Zephir," Brooke said, "You know, the monkey from Barbar."

"Oh yeah…Jenny loves those books."

"Yeah, you should now that, dad," Peyton said, looking at him accusingly.

"There's so many names in those kids books; they're all called Bingo and whatsit, and moomintroll or whatever…it's hard to remember them all!"

The others laughed.

"I haven't seen this guy for ages!" Peyton said, taking the monkey off Nathan, who was still trying to work out where all its features were.

"Well he doesn't come out very often," Brooke said, reaching out for him. Peyton passed him over and Brooke touched his soft face. "You remember him, right?" she asked Lucas.

"Yeah, of course." Brooke laid the monkey on her stomach and rested her head against Lucas once more.

The others smiled briefly at their friends, and then Peyton and Jake sat down again, Peyton sitting on Jake's lap this time.

Nathan stretched out across the bed, lying the opposite way to Brooke and Lucas, and Haley rested her head on his stomach. He played with her hair, running his fingers through it, and they lay in silence for a little while.

"I think Haley's fallen asleep," Peyton murmured after a few minutes.

"I think I'm about to," Lucas said, with a low chuckle, "We'd better go soon, I've still got a paper to right for homework."

Brooke groaned as he started to sit up, and pushed him back down again, "A few more minutes," she mumbled.

He laughed, "Nuh uh, cause then you'll fall asleep and I won't be able to move."

She stuck her lip out a little, giving him a pleading look, "Please…I'm tired."

He rolled his eyes, "Fine, but you'd better not fall asleep."

"I won't," she said, her eyes already closing as she lay back down.

"We'd better go," Jake said, standing up and lifting Peyton up too, "I'd need to relieve my parents of Jenny. Do you want a ride home?" he asked Peyton.

She nodded and grabbed her jacket from a chair by the door. "Bye guys," she said, as they left.

The guys made an incomprehensible sound in reply and Nathan lifted his hand in a wave.

Jake chuckled and shut the door behind him, leaving with Peyton.

"Hales," Nathan whispered. "Babe wake up."

Haley let out a low groan, "I'm awake."

"We gotta go."

"Why?"

"Because we have homework to do and supper to cook."

Haley groaned again and sat up, "Fine, I'm up." She ran a hand through her hair, "Lets go."

They stood up too and said goodbye to Lucas, before making their way downstairs. Lucas looked down at Brooke when they had gone, who was now fast asleep, breathing deeply.

He started to get up but her eyes opened and she glared at him.

"I've gotta go," he said apologetically.

"Can't you do your paper later?"

"It's already later," he said, chuckling.

"What's it for."

"History."

"Mr. Millner likes me, I'll say it was my fault, he'll let you off."

"I wish that was true but you know it's not! He might let you off it, but not me."

"Well how about you stay here and think about what you're gonna say, and I can sleep some more."

Lucas relented, seeing he was fighting a losing battle. So he'd have to right his paper that night, it was worth a couple of hours with Brooke.

"Why are you so tired anyway?" he asked, "Are you getting enough sleep?"

"Broody I'm fine, I'm just tired."

"Are you sure? Nothing's keeping you up?"

"No," Brooke said after a slight pause, "I'm fine."

Lucas hesitated for a minute but left it, kissing the top of her head before resting it back on the pillow.


They had all decided to meet and go to Tric together that Friday. The guys were picking up Peyton, Haley and Brooke, who were all getting ready at Peyton's.

Nathan slammed the door the door of his car and they made there way up the path. They went straight in, not bothering to knock, and Jake called up the stairs. "You guys had better be ready."

They waited for a second, and then came the inevitable, "One minute!" They all rolled their eyes at each other and went into the living room to wait the additional fifteen minutes.

"Hey, Jake, have you seen my black shoes?" Peyton came in after about ten minutes looking a little stressed.

"Hey, you look great," Jake said.

"Oh, thanks," she said quickly, "Black shoes? Have you seen them?"

"Um…you have loads of black shoes. What do they look like?"

Peyton rolled her eyes, "heels, straps, that kind of thing."

"Pey I've found them!" they heard Brooke's voice calling from upstairs and Peyton rushed out again, "Thanks Brooke!"

Nathan was checking his watch for the fiftieth time when they finally came down. They got up and he went to give Haley a kiss, who looked beautiful in Brooke's top and a denim skirt.

"Could you guys take any longer?" he asked.

Haley rolled her eyes, "But it's all worth it right?" Nathan looked at her and shrugged, "Yeah." She smiled, "Thanks."

Jake helped Peyton slip her coat over one of her little black band T-shirts, which she was wearing with black jeans and her high heels.

"Are we ready?" Nathan asked, "Where's Brooke?"

Peyton stuck her head up the stairs, "Brooke, come on, we're going!"

"I'm coming!" Brooke hurried down the stairs, running a hand through her hair and grabbing her jacket in the hall. She was wearing a short black skirt and a dark green top that clung to her curves.

Lucas' jaw dropped and she glanced at him as she turned around, and reached out and shut it, flashing him a smile. He chuckled sheepishly and they left, getting into Nathan and Brooke's cars.

"Lucas you're driving, I can't in these heels." Brooke said, throwing him her keys. He caught them and she got in the other side. Peyton and Jake got in the back and Lucas started the ignition.

When they arrived Peyton immediately went off to greet the band and start setting up to DJ.

The others chatted for a bit until the place started filling up and the music started, and then they went to get some drinks from the bar.

Leanne Rimes came on stage to great cheers from the crowd after a little while and began playing her set. Haley leaned back in Nathan's arms and listened to the singing, admiring her powerful voice.

I don't like to be alone in the night

And I don't like to hear I'm wrong when I'm right

And I don't like to have the rain on my shoes

But I do love you, but I do love you

I don't like to see the sky painted gray

And I don't like when nothing's going my way

And I don't like to be the one with the blues

But I do love you, but I do love you

Love everything about the way you're loving me

The way you lay your head

Upon my shoulder when you sleep

And I love to kiss you in the rain

I love everything you do, oh I do

I don't like to turn the radio on

Just to find I missed my favorite song

And I don't like to be the last with the news

But I do love you, but I do love you

The words washed over Brooke as she listened, and she glanced over at Lucas briefly. His eyes caught hers and held them for a second, before they both looked away, slight smiles on their faces.


Brooke was talking to some friends from school when she felt a hand on the small of her back and heard Lucas' voice in her ear, "Do you want a drink?"

She turned to him and nodded, holding out her glass. He took it and headed of to the bar, and she followed him, and hopped on to a bar stool while he ordered.

"So, you having fun?" he asked, passing her her glass.

"Yup! Band's great, crowd's great and there's no sign of Josh anywhere."

Lucas grinned and nodded, and then he saw Brooke's face fell.

"I spoke too soon."

He looked up and saw that she was right. Josh was standing a little way away with some other guys from the basketball team, his arm round a blonde girl Brooke recognised from her squad.

"Ugh! That slut! Maybe I should kick her off the squad…"

Lucas chuckled, "Or you could just take the high road and ignore him…and her."

Brooke rolled her eyes, "That's not as fun."

Lucas gave her a look and she laughed, "Fine whatever. I was cooking up a really good payback plan but you're right; he's really not worth it." She waved a hand and shook herself slightly, "I'll ignore them. Be a distraction Broody, come dance." She held out a hand and he took it, leading her onto the dance floor.

As soon as Brooke slid her arms around his neck she forgot all about Josh and whatever-her-name-was. She relaxed, and he felt her melt into his arms, the music taking over her body.

He moved his hands a little further down her hips and one of his fingers brushed the bare skin of her midriff sending electricity up her spine. He savoured the feeling of dancing with her again, the skin on the back of his neck burned at her touch where one hand cupped it, her other wrist resting loosely on his shoulder.

Her mind was beginning to drift away, lost in the rhythm of Lucas and the music, when she felt a sharp tap on her shoulder.

She turned, annoyed at being interrupted, and saw the last person she wanted to talk to.

"What do you want Josh?"

"I just wanted to say congratulations, I see everything turned out well for you." His tone was bitter, and he shot a glare at Lucas.

Brooke gave him a scornful look, "Looks like I should be the one congratulating you; you found a replacement pretty quickly."

Josh narrowed his eyes, "Whatever, at least I waited till we'd actually broken up."

"I'm sorry, what! Lucas and I aren't even together now, let alone last week!"

Lucas chose this moment to intervene; he could see things were getting a little out of hand. He stepped in front of Brooke and said, "Look man, just leave her alone. This really isn't the time."

"Listen Scott I don't care how much of a big-shot star you are or whatever, but we're talking right now, so maybe you could just shut up."

"Josh I don't want to talk to you," Brooke said, stepping next to Lucas.

Josh looked from Lucas to Brooke and shook his head, "Whatever, I don't know why I came over here in the first place. She's all yours man, don't know why I bothered dating Tree Hill's biggest slut anyway."

Before he could turn away Lucas had grabbed his jacket and pulled him back. He was a couple of inches taller than Josh and glared down at him. "Don't ever call her that again. In fact from now on, it's be better just to stay away from her."

He let go of him and Josh stumbled backwards a few steps. A few people turned to see what was going on but Brooke had already taken Lucas' hand and pulled him away.


"I'm sorry about that." Brooke was standing on her doorstep saying good night, after Lucas had driven her home.

"Hey, it's not your fault. Guys turn into jerks when they lose beautiful girls."

She blushed and smiled, and he smiled back.

"I actually had fun tonight though," she said.

"Yeah? Me too."

She paused for a second and then leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Night Luke."

"Goodnight Brooke."

She disappeared behind the door, and he stood outside for a minute, before turning slowly and going back to the car.

Brooke slipped off her shoes and went upstairs. She fell back onto her bed, staring at the ceiling. She lay there for a while, thinking, before her thoughts made her tired and she started to get changed into pyjamas.

She was just slipping on a tank top when it got caught on her bracelet. She untangled it, and pulled it on, checking her bracelet when she was done.

The silver heart shimmered in the moonlight and she reached out to touch it, running her finger along it. Her heart fluttered and she bit her lip, still staring at the charm...

She went over to her dresser and pulled out some jeans. Slipping them on instead of her pyjamas she hurried downstairs and put on her sneakers, grabbing a jacket just before she left.

She went outside and was met with an empty street. "Dammit," she muttered, "He has my car…" She looked up the street and shrugged, and started walking.

Lucas was eating a bowl of cereal when he heard the knock. He couldn't sleep, and still hadn't changed out of the clothes he had worn to Tric; he had just swapped his shirt for a T-shirt.

Frowning slightly he went to answer it.

"Brooke." His tone was slightly surprised, but she was almost certain she could hear a note of happiness in it.

He looked at her, standing there on his doorstep. As amazing as she had looked earlier that night, somehow she had never seemed more beautiful to him than at that moment; small and nervous, but with the hint of a smile on her face.

"What's up? Are you okay?"

"Um, yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. I just…I wanted to see you."

He raised an eyebrow, "You saw me like half an hour ago, what's going on?"

She hesitated, "Um…can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure." He stood to one side and shut the door behind her.

She turned to face him, and looked round the hallway. "Can we…go in you room or something?" she asked.

"Yeah, but, my mom's not here…if that's…"

"Oh right, okay. Well then…this is fine."

He took a step towards her, looking down at her with kind eyes, "You wanted to talk to me?"

"Yeah." She looked down, letting out a low laugh, "I kind off left the house without really deciding why I was going. And I was trying to think of something the whole way here and then suddenly I was here…and I still don't know what I want to say…"

She took a deep breath, and looked up at him, finally closing her eyes for a second and starting. "Lucas…I've always been seen as someone who takes risks.

"But I'm not stupid; I like to stack the odds in my favour. I wouldn't risk my life on something dumb like drugs for example. Because I find it hard to take risks with something as important as my life…" Brooke paused, and Lucas continued to watch her, wondering where she was taking this.

"…and it's the same with my heart. I find it hard to risk my heart, because I've been hurt and it's a hell of a lot worse than when any other risk goes wrong."

Lucas looked down, and Brooke cupped his cheek with her hand, lifting his face to look at him, "But I want to take a risk. Because I trust you, and I'm pretty sure now that this is the safest bet I can make."

He looked up and met her eyes, which shone brightly. "Brooke, listen. I know you've had a lot of things to think about…about everything that's happened to us. But there's some things I've wanted to tell you, because you have to know how I feel."

Brooke nodded silently, and he hesitated, trying to find the right words.

"You…mean more to me than anyone in the world. I'm serious," he said, as she gave him a look, "You do. All I want is for you to be happy…and I want to be able to make you happy. Because when I'm with you, you make me so happy…and I can't stand the thought that I ever hurt you, but I did."

He slipped a hand onto her cheek, "And I will do everything I can to make sure that no one ever hurts you again."

Brooke opened her mouth to say something but he slipped his thumb over her lips to stop her.

"You don't have to say anything, I just wanted you to know that. Because, whatever you decide…I think we're good together," he gave a little shrug and a small smile, "We're happy together."

He slid his thumb off her lips, looking into her eyes. She was silent for a moment, staring up at him. Then achingly slowly she leaned up, until her lips met his.

The kiss quickly increased in passion, as Brooke reached a hand behind Lucas' head, pulling him closer to her, begging entrance to his mouth with her tongue. He allowed her in, wrapping his arms around her.

She moaned against his mouth, remembering the feel of his lips.

They broke apart, and she smiled up at him, gasping for air.

"We are," she said, "We are happy together."

He smiled back at her, and she looked down, still smiling and biting her lip gently. She looked back up at him, and met his eyes.

"I'm giving you my heart. Look after it okay?"

He nodded, and, unable to find any other words, simply whispered, "I love you."

She kissed him again, "I love you too," she whispered.

Their eyes met and they kissed once more. This time they did not break it, and the kiss escalated till they were both breathing heavily, Brooke with her back against the wall, and Lucas pressed against her.

"When's your mom getting back?" Brooke asked, her voice low, as her lips trailed down his neck.

Lucas stopped kissing her and moved back a little, looking at her carefully. "Not till tomorrow," he said.

Brooke slid her hands down his T-shirt, raising an eyebrow very slightly.

"You sure you want to? It's not too soon?" he asked.

She smiled, "I think we've waited long enough."

Lucas smiled back, "Okay."

He kissed her again, this time allowing his hands to slide under her top, smiling against her lips as he felt her shiver. Her fingers loosened his belt and he lifted her top off. She pulled off his T-shirt and wrapped her legs round his waist, her hands held his head as she continued to kiss him, and then his lips moved down her neck and collarbone and she leant her head back, feeling her skin burn at his touch.

He carried her into his bedroom and laid her on the bed, slipping off her jeans and running a hand up her thigh. She gasped and her felt her fingers clench his back. He trailed kisses across her stomach and her hand slid up his back and she entangled her fingers in his hair.

His lips moved onto hers once more, and he kissed her gently, catching her small smile as his hand stopped on her tattoo on her hip.

He smiled too, moving his head down and placing a kiss on it, before kissing her lips once more, his breathing becoming ragged as he unclipped her bra beneath her.

"Miss me?" she whispered hoarsely as his lips moved over her body.

He met her eyes, which shone darkly. "You have no idea."


Lucas woke up and smiled as he felt Brooke lying next to him. In the dim morning light he could make out the outline of her back pressed against his chest, and the curve of her neck where her hair fell to disclose it.

He kissed the bare skin of her shoulder, and revelled in how beautiful she was. She moved slightly, and turned her head, her eyes fluttering open.

"Hey gorgeous," she murmured.

He smiled, "Morning beautiful."

A full smile graced her face, and she twisted round a little more, bringing a hand over behind his neck and kissing him firmly on the lips.

"You have no idea how much I love you," she whispered as they broke apart.

Lucas chuckled, "I think I've got a pretty good idea."

I hope you liked that. PLEASE REVIEW because this is the longest chapter I've ever written and I think it deserves a little recognition! I'll try and update soon, the next chapter picks up pretty much where this left off.