Hey! I'm back from my holiday with a tan (and a bit of sunburn too!) and a brand new chapter for you all! Thank you all so much for the reviews of the last one, I'm so glad you liked it!

"Hey." Brooke entered Lucas' room the next morning to find him reading on his bed. "I thought I'd just drop in on my way to class."

He smiled as she came over to the bed and then checked his watch. "Your class doesn't start for like fifteen minutes."

"Exactly." She grinned as she dropped her back on the floor and settled down next to him, her head against his shoulder. She sighed contentedly as he dropped a kiss on her forehead. "You tired?" he asked as she closed her eyes.

She nodded, her eyes still shut. "Carrie kept me up till like three in the morning yesterday talking."

He chuckled. "Sounds like that was such a trouble for you, because we both know how much you hate talking."

She hit him lightly.

"What were you talking about?"

"What do you think?" she asked laughing.

"I'll never understand girls' need to tell each other everything."

"You and Nathan talk a lot."

"Yeah but not about like you, or Haley or anything," he said, with a slight shudder.

"I should hope not. She's your sister after all."

"In-law, but I know what you mean."

"So you don't talk about me at all?" Brooke asked, propping herself up on her elbow and giving him a look.

"Okay maybe a little," he admitted.

"I bet you and Toby talk about us all the time."

He shrugged, unable to deny it.

"See, you're just like girls, we just have more to say, so it takes longer."

"Can you not call me a girl? Now that we're dating it's a little weird."

She laughed and kissed him on the cheek. "Sorry. And don't worry, you're very macho."

He nodded, satisfied.

"Apart from when you're dressing in drag or whatever."

"One time! And it was for a dare."

She giggled and he glared at her.

"Where's Freddie?" she asked after a minute.

"I don't know," Lucas said, looking around aimlessly. "He hasn't been here much recently."

"Well all the better for us," Brooke said grinning, and Lucas nodded. "Yes it is." He caught her lips in a kiss, and she wrapped her arms round his neck as she moved closer to him.

"You know, I forgot how much time we can waste doing this," Brooke said giggling, when she drew back.

"What, making out?"

"Yup. See this is why we got no work done senior year!"

Lucas chuckled. "Yeah, It's a wonder we got into college at all."

"Yeah, and I'm not going to be at college much longer if I don't get to class," she said, checking her watch.

Lucas made a sad face and Brooke leaned in a kissed him once more. He cupped her cheek and pulled her closer to him, and she felt herself get drawn into the kiss. She pulled back reluctantly. "Okay, I really have to go. But I love you, and I'll see you later."

"Yeah, don't forget our date."

She gave him a look. "Like I would."

He grinned as she stood up and grabbed her bag. "Bye," she said before leaving the room, smiling over her shoulder at him before she closed the door. Lucas lay back on the bed when she was gone, smiling to himself.

Brooke heard the knock on the door and quickly rubbed her lips together and checked her reflection before getting up and opening it. She smiled at Lucas and he slipped his hands onto her waist as she leaned forward slowly to kiss him.

"You look beautiful," he said as he drew back.

"Thank you. I've just got to grab my coat…" She went over to the closet and got it, and then turned to Carrie who was sitting at her desk, pretending not to watch them. "Bye Carrie."

Carrie grinned. "Bye guys. Oh, do I need to be…gone later?" she asked.

Brooke hesitated and turned to Lucas, who shook his head.

Carrie nodded. "Okay. Have fun!" She winked at Brooke who rolled her eyes but couldn't stop a smile as she went out of the room.

Lucas took her hand as they made their way outside. "Freddie said he'd be out of our room tonight, so…"

Brooke turned to him and smiled. "Yeah, good."

"Not meaning to be presumptuous or anything…" Lucas said, the corner of his mouth twitching as he shot her a sideways look.

She laughed and shook her head. "I think at this stage, it's safe to assume you're gonna get some tonight!"

"God I feel old!" Brooke said, as they walked down the streets to the restaurant where they were eating.

"Old?"

"Not old old. Like, grown up."

"Oh right. Why?"

"Because…I dunno. Just going out like this, in Manhattan, on a proper date…it's like Sex and the City."

Lucas chuckled and Brooke grinned. "Seriously, I think we need to get cocktails."

"Right, except just because you feel grown up Cheery, doesn't mean the guy at the bar is going to believe you're over 21."

Brooke gave him a look. "Since when did that ever stop us? Fake IDs Luke?"

"We're going to a restaurant, I think they're a little more cautious about checking IDs than shady night clubs."

"Hey, the clubs we go to aren't shady!"

"Fine, dark night clubs."

Brooke laughed. "Okay fine. So no wine with dinner?"

"I don't think so."

"Well there goes my little Audrey Hepburn fantasy."

"What happened to Sex and the City?"

Brooke shrugged. "I decided Breakfast at Tiffany's is cooler."

Lucas laughed and pulled Brooke towards him, wrapping an arm round her as they continued down the street.

They arrived at the restaurant and were shown to the table Lucas had booked. They talked a little as they looked at the menus, and Brooke spent ten minutes trying to decide what to eat, before finally making Lucas chose for her.

"You'll just end up eating mine anyway," he said chuckling, as the waitress moved away.

"Well your food always looks better!"

He rolled his eyes and smiled at her.

"Anyway that's one of my privileges, like I was saying yesterday."

"I thought that was just eating my French fries, and you did that before anyway."

"No it counts for all food…especially chocolate based food."

"Are you thinking about the chocolate fudge cake I saw on the menu?"

Brooke shrugged. "Maybe…"

Their food arrived and they began to eat. "We should do this more often," Brooke said, looking round the restaurant, "Now that we're together."

"Yeah…I don't know if our banks would agree with you there…"

She laughed. "Okay so maybe not this exactly. But go out, on actual dates. I like…just being with you."

He smiled. "Yeah me too." There was a pause and then he said, "And when I'm an NBA Allstar and you're an…actress or whatever it is you want to be now, we can do this all the time."

She grinned. "Yeah…except I'm thinking fashion designer now…"

"Oh yeah? When did you decide that?"

She shrugged. "I don't know, when I was flicking through Vogue or something probably. I swear I could do better than most of those designers!"

He laughed. "So not planning on putting that journalism major to any use?"

"Don't spoil my fun Broody, I like to think I still have options."

"Of course you do," he said, his tone becoming serious. "You could do anything you want Brooke."

She smiled. "Yeah you too…I think your brain is wasted on basketball."

"Well that can't last forever, I could retire and then do something totally different."

She nodded slowly. "Yeah, maybe by then you'll have stashed up enough cash to become a lowly professor or something."

"And if not I'm sure I can count on you to support me in my intellectual endeavours."

"Yeah right. You'd better have at least saved enough to pay for my mansion…or possibly large town house…"

He chuckled. "Hmm…we'll see…"

They walked past the park on their way home, and Brooke looked up at the sky, which was deep indigo and scattered with stars. "It's a beautiful night…"

"Yeah it is. The park still makes me think of that afternoon in the rain though, when you first took me there…"

Brooke laughed. "Oh my god yeah…thank god it isn't raining now."

"You look hot in the rain."

Brooke gave him a look and he chuckled.

"I'm glad we don't have to live through those kind of moments anymore," Brooke mused. "You know, like that afternoon - the really awkward ones that are all full of tension," she explained, catching his confused look.

"Oh, I always kind of liked those…" he said, half joking, tipping his head on one side.

She shrugged. "Me too a little. But these moments are much better," she whispered, as she leaned up and kissed him.

He smiled as they broke apart. "Can't argue with that."

They reached the door to Lucas' room and he opened it. Brooke gasped as she saw the tiny candles spread across all the surfaces inside. "Oh my god! Luke!"

"Yeah, I er, got Freddie to agree to light them before he left."

"It's beautiful. I can't believe you did all this for me."

"You deserve it," he whispered, and she turned and looked at him, tears starting to form in her eyes. He shut the door behind them, and she leaned up and kissed him softly. "Thank you."

He smiled. "No problem."

She slipped off her coat, still looking round her, now noticing the rose petals spread over the bed, and the red shades dimming the lights. He took of his coat as well, and she turned to face him, smiling, and threw her arms round his neck. "I love you so much."

"I love you too."

He kissed her, and she felt him wrap his arms round her waist as he drew her closer. She slid her fingers into his hair, and he ran a hand up her back, sending a shiver of anticipation through her.

Her thumb brushed his jaw, her palm cupping the back of his neck as she deepened the kiss further. His fingers running up her side rumbled her dress and she took a step towards the bed. By the time he laid her on it their clothes were scattered across the floor and he could kiss her bare skin as he made his way up her body.

"It's been too long," she murmured as she ran her lips up to his ear.

Lucas felt his skin burn in her wake, as she caught his earlobe lightly in her teeth, her tongue slipping out and running over it.

"Way too long."

The first thing Brooke was aware of when she woke up was the presence of a warm body next to hers, and an arm wrapped round her waist. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled to herself as she saw Lucas sleeping peacefully by her side.

She ran her fingers across the hand that lay on her stomach, and lightly stroked his wrist. His eyes fluttered open and his lips curved into a beautiful smile. "Hey," he whispered.

"Hey," she said back, leaning across just a little and kissing him gently. He held her gaze for a little while, his piercing blue eyes looking deep into her soft brown ones. Then he smiled. "We don't have to get up yet do we?"

She shook her head. "It's Saturday."

"Okay." He nestled his head back into the pillow, and a little closer to her neck and shoulder. She watched his eyes close, and his breathing fall back into a steady rhythm, before closing her eyes again herself, her hand still resting on top of his.

"Lets watch a movie," Brooke said, an hour later, when they were still in bed and she wanted an excuse to stay there a while longer.

"Yeah okay. What?"

"Well you know what I wanna watch…" She scrambled forward and picked up a DVD from the pile left over from one of their movie nights.

"Brooke! Again?"

"What? At least it's not 'The Notebook'!"

"It's almost as bad."

"Luke, it's about cheerleaders. You'd think you'd like it."

He shrugged and pouted.

"Oh come on. We both know you have a thing for them."

"Actually just a certain cheerleader. And she's already in bed with me so…"

Brooke giggled as Lucas pulled her over to him, kissing her on the lips. "Aw, you're sweet," she said, "But we're still watching 'Bring It On'!"

She escaped from his arms and put the DVD in, flopping back onto the bed next to him when she was done. Lucas sighed but didn't complain too much as the movie started. Just because he liked Brooke best didn't mean he didn't appreciate other cheerleaders a little…

Brooke settled into Lucas' arms as they watched the movie. She felt utterly content. She and Lucas had had regular movie nights…or afternoons…over the past few months, and she always liked watching films with him. But it was even better when she could turn around in boring scenes and make out with him instead. And even though they'd reached a stage about a month ago where she would lean on him as they watched or he would put an arm round her, it felt like he was holding her in a different way now; like he knew he was really allowed to.

Lucas got bored in one of the mushy scenes and distracted Brooke by kissing her ear. She ended up kissing him properly and half rolled over so she could wrap an arm round his neck. Suddenly she pulled away. "Oh, I like this scene."

Lucas whimpered. "Brooke!"

She grinned at him but turned back to the TV. Lucas rolled his eyes but then chuckled to himself and kissed the side of her head. She was so cute when she got excited about movies.

"Which one do you prefer," he asked after a minute, "Torrance or the other one."

Brooke looked round and gave him a weird look. He shrugged. "What? I'm just curious."

"No, I wasn't weirded out by the question, but isn't it totally obvious?"

Lucas shrugged. "The one who's captain?"

"No! Missy, obviously."

"Oh, okay. And why?"

"Because she rocks! Torrance is a little annoying actually."

"Well I'm not going to argue with that."

"And Missy is a brunette, and she has my car."

"Hers is blue…and it's got a hard top."

"Okay, so she has a less cool version of my car, it's still a beetle."

Lucas chuckled. "Why do I get the feeling you got the car because of this movie."

Brooke shrugged. "It's pure coincidence."

"Right."

She gave him a look and he shut up.

Not for long however. Soon he was kissing her neck again, his fingers dancing along her midriff.

"Luke! I'm trying to watch," she complained, trying her hardest to sound like she minded.

"Come on, you've seen this movie a million times. And I'm sure any minute now there's a boring scene coming up and you're gonna want to kiss me again…"

She vaguel attempted to swat him away but he continued trailing kisses up to her ear, stopping at one particular point which he knew could always get her.

She let out a little moan involuntarily as his tongue slid out and he kissed the point on her neck a little harder. He grinned to himself and finally she gave up, leaning round and meeting his lips, parting them so their tongues met.

Her hair fell around them and she swept it over one shoulder, still kissing him. She drew back slowly, leaning on one elbow. "No need to look so smug," she said, giggling.

He chuckled. "What? You turned round in the tournament scene – I think that's quite an accomplishment…"

Please review! And sorry if you haven't seen Bring It On, but it seems like such a Brooke movie, and I love it anyway so…yeah, thought it should go in there. I hope the love scene was hot enough, I'm trying to stay on the right side of the rating censors after what happened with Under Your Skin, but I didn't want it to be boring!

I'll try to UD soon!