Author's Note: WARNING...uh and that's all I'm going to say. Just "warning", lol...

P.S. Lindsay, none of our first times were that beautiful, magical or perfect. Know why? Because we were harlots and didn't wait until we were married, lol!

Lucas walked over to the window and checked outside for what had to be the hundredth time. He then looked at the clock. It was almost midnight. Brooke wasn't coming. It made him more than sad. He hadn't been the only one who had been right. Although Nathan had touched a nerve, his little brother had a point. Lucas Scott had feelings for Brooke Davis. They had always been there. After the initial disaster, he hadn't made another attempt. There was always something in the way. Fear. Bad timing. Someone else. But he was sick of excuses. Nathan wasn't the only one with a flawed heart. It was obvious fate was moving in the fast lane so Lucas decided to jump behind the wheel and control his own destiny.

He had called her at work earlier that day and his heart flip flopped as soon as she took the call. Her sexy voice always gave him chills. He had been in an unusually good mood and she had been super flirty. One thing had led to another and he felt brave enough to invite her over for dinner. She coyly said she would check her calendar, which he took as the Brooke Davis way of saying yes while still playing hard to get. Maybe he had been the one fooled. She hadn't shown up and he was more than a little disappointed.

He went to the room that had been set up as gym by his father. Working out always built up a sweat and it helped to clear his head. He pumped iron for what seemed like forever until he was an exhausted, stinky mess. Craving a quick shower, he knew sleep would be the next step.

Stripping out of his clothes, he climbed in and let the piping hot water relax his aching muscles. It felt good and he could stay that way forever. He didn't hear the front door open. He didn't footsteps on the stairwell. He did hear bumbling about in the halls.

"Nathan?"

Maybe his brother had aborted the road trip for some reason. But there was no answer.

"Dad? Deb?"

Still silence…

Then he saw the shadowy figure in the doorway.

"What the hell?" he muttered as he pulled back the shower door.

He gasped at the sight in front of him.

"You know, Broody, I was just wondering what the cure was for a stressful, hard working day and a nice, steaming shower is exactly what came to mind."

"Brooke…" he stammered.

"See? Great minds think alike. Mind if I join you?"

Before he could answer, she dropped the towel she had stolen from the linen closet. He gulped, staring wide eyed at that gorgeous, perfect naked body he hadn't seen in years but had thought about almost every day…and night.

She sauntered in, closing the shower door behind her.

"Brooke…"

"Are you gonna stand there stuttering or are you going to kiss me? Because, uh, judging from the looks of things, seems like you're pretty happy to see me…or at least your friend is", she teased.

He couldn't move so she rolled her eyes and took the initiative. She kissed him hard and passionate and it took less than 2.2 seconds for a response. Finally, she pulled away breathless and grinning sexily as she reached for the bottled soap and poured a huge glob in her tiny hands. She rubbed them together, then onto his body, lathering up every tanned and muscled inch. Her fingers expertly kneaded the sensitive spots and he moaned appreciatively.

When he was rinsed and cleaned, she gently pushed him out of the way and began to soap up her own body. Luke's mouth hung open and he grabbed the railing for support. If he hadn't, he surely would have passed out. Watching this beautiful woman wash her body all the while teasing him while pleasuring herself was too much.

"Brooke!" he gasped as she leaned her head back and let the water run down her glistening flesh.

"What? You want me?"

"Brooke…"

"No. Don't say my name, Broody. Just tell me you want me. That's all I want to hear right now."

"I want you", he breathed as he pulled her in for another steamy kiss.

"Mmmm, that's what I like to hear", she smiled.

"God, I've wanted this for so long. Brooke, I want to take you to bed and make love to you."

"That sounds nice but we have all night for that. Right now, I'd settle for you fucking the hell out of me in this shower."

He needed no further instructions. He thrust his tongue wildly into her mouth, kissing her more feverishly than he ever had anyone before in his life. His fingertips teased her hard nipples and his mouth darted back and forth between teasing them and kissing her. He let his right hand run flat from the valley between her breasts to the smooth surface of her belly to a little further down.

"Still a fan of the Brazilian wax, I see?" he smiled.

"Glad you noticed", she whispered.

He let his fingers dip a little lower, exploring every inch of her, his blue eyes never leaving her angelic face as he watched the response from his tries at pleasing her. She yelped and whimpered at his teasing touches, finally screaming out when two fingers entered her. Lucas moaned at the wetness, playing with it for a wile before removing them and putting them to his lips.

"Tastes sweet", he said.

"Let me try", she said licking her own juices from him.

He couldn't take it anymore as he lifted her off the floor and wrapped her legs around him, plunging wildly deep inside her. The initial insertion was pure heaven as their bodies fit together like perfect pieces of a puzzle. Brooke was right. There would be time for nice and proper lovemaking later but at the moment, a passionate quickie in his father and stepmother's shower was just what the doctor ordered.

They continued mind blowing sex then released simultaneously before cleaning each other up. Giddy and giggly in towels, they scurried off to the bedroom where they collapsed between the thin sheets and started the episode all over again. Hours later, they were spent and exhausted but deliriously happy. He loved the feel of her in his arms.

"Broody, that was…incredible."

"I'd say so", he heaved. "By the way, how did you get in here? Breaking and ebtering is illegal, you know."

"I didn't hear any complaints in the shower, mister", she laughed. "Besides, I didn't break in. I used the key. It was under the flower pot…where it has been since like forever which is so unoriginal by the way. One day someone is going to rob Dan and Deb blind!"

"Well, I'm glad you came…no pun intended", he joked.

"Me too…pun totally intended."

He rolled over and caressed her soft skin, stroking her face as he looked in her eyes.

"This is nice, Brooke. I'm serious. I'm glad you're here."

"I'm sure you are…"

"No. Not just because of that. I mean, that was amazing but it's more for me. It's always been more. I've wanted you for a long time…all of you."

Brooke smiled.

"I don't know if you get to have all of me."

"Brooke…"

"Luke, I'm sorry. I care for you. You know that. You're special to me. There has always been something between us. Of course I want more but our lives are so different now. We're in different cities and just in different places altogether."

"So? It could work."

"Could it? Does it really ever work?"

"We could give it a try. And we'll never know unless we do."

"Luke…"

"I love you, Brooke. I always have. And let me bold enough to say you love me, too. I want more from you, more from us than just hot sex in a bathroom every time I come to town. I want phone calls and letters and e-mails. I want to be here with you in the off season. I want you at my games. I want to give it a try because you're worth it…we're worth it."

Brooke looked away.

"Lucas, please. I can't. Don't do this to me…"

"I can't not do it. I want your heart. I want you. I'm serious."

She kissed his nose.

"I know you are."

"Then what do you say? Can we give it one more shot? Broody and Cheery round two?"

Her lips broke out into a smile.

"The sequel."

Lucas laughed out loud and kissed her.

"High five?"

"High five", she slapped his hand. "But we have to take the emotional stuff way slow. Remember what happened between you, me and a certain blonde best friend last time? So let's just see where it goes. Don't expect a double wedding with Meg and your boytoy little brother or anything."

Luke's smile quickly faded.

"Uh about that…"

"What happened? You okay, Luke?"

"Can I trust you with something? A secret?"

"Of course. Anything."

"I don't think there is going to be a wedding."

"What are you talking about? All the money those two shelled out? Tell me they're not eloping to Vegas and doing the whole tacky Elvis thing."

"No…um, Nathan…God, I don't know how to say this. Look, it's not my place so I can't get into details or anything but a lot of stuff has been going on with Nathan lately. As much as he loves Megan, he's not in love with her…not the way he's in love with Haley."

"Haley! You mean, Tutor Wife?"

"Yeah."

"But she left him."

"That was a long time ago and it's more complicated than that."

"Oh my God", Brooke sat up. "Does Meg know?"

"Not yet. Nathan needs to be the one to tell her and he will…as soon as he gets back."

"From where?"

"Nashville."

"Nashville? What is he vacationing at the Grand Ol' Opry before a quick trip to Dollywood?"

"No, he went to Haley. He went to see her. He left tonight. She's on tour there."

Brooke began hitting herself in the head with a pillow.

"Oh no! Oh God! Oh! Dammitt! Freaking Tutor Wife! Stupid Boytoy! Oh God!"

"Brooke, calm down. It's okay. I mean, it sucks because the shit is going to hit the fan but what can we do? It's their lives. Nathan can't help what he feels. All we can do is be there for them afterwards."

"No, it's not that. Oh Luke!"

"What's wrong, Brooke talk to me?"

"Okay. Um, that was a secret, right?"

"Yeah. A big one."

"Alright. Well, what if I had one of my own?"

"About Nathan and this whole mess?"

"Sort of…kind of…definitely."

"Brooke…"

"I can't tell you!"

"I told you mine!"

"But I was sworn to secrecy!"

"So was I…sort of. Look, you have to tell me. If it's something that can hurt Nathan or make this worse or…"

"I'm not! I'm sorry! I am not telling you that Megan is pregnant with Nathan's baby."

"What?" Lucas toppled out of bed in shock.

"Whoops! Damn, I have a big mouth! No fair, Broody. You totally tricked me."

"Brooke, I…"

"No! Didn't you just say we have to stay out of this and just be there for them after the fact?"

"I can't…" he said as he reached for the phone.

"Lucas Eugene! Don't do it!"

"Brooke, I have to."

Lucas frantically dialed the numbers. The phone picked up almost right away.

"Luke? What's up, man?"

"Nate! Oh God! Oh shit, man! Where are you?"

"Tennessee. I've got a few hours to go before Nashville though. Why what's up? Oh shit, is it my parents?"

"No! Worse man. I have something to tell you. I don't know how to say it but I know I have to."

"Just say it, Luke."

Lucas took a deep breath.

"Nathan…Megan, Meg is pregnant."

There it was. Nathan felt like the wind had been knocked out of him. Thank God the Interstate was nearly empty as he braked to a turtle's pace in a 70 mph zone.

"What?"

"You heard me. Dude, you didn't know?"

"No", he managed.

"What are you going to do?"

Nathan couldn't think. He did the only thing he could do. He whipped the steering wheel around and crossed the median headed right back to Tree Hill.