Chapter 7. Let's talk about sex

They were casually chatting about books in some kind of diner called 'Karen's café'. Brooke found herself actually enjoying the conversation. Lucas was a little shy at first but after Brooke stopped with the I-just-love-to-make-you-squirm act, he really opened up to her about almost everything. She noticed immediately that he was a different kind of guy. He was smarter than all of her other fucks put together, and that was definitely a change.

A good one.

She could talk about books, music, art and just about everything she never talked to with other people. About stuff people even didn't know she liked. Normally, Brooke didn't do the whole talk thing with her soon to be fuck, but she knew this was the only way to 'connect' with him.

"So Lucas, I love to talk about the new album of The Killers, don't get me wrong, but I want to hear something about you now." She smiled sweetly at him as she took a sip from her coffee.

He returned her smile. "Ok, what do you want to know?"

That was the question she was waiting for all the damn time. She shifted in her seat as she came up with a great idea. "Let's play a game. I ask you a question, after you answer it I decide if it's a good answer or not, if the answer is yes, you can ask me a question."

"And what if the answer is no?"

"I can ask you another question."

He nodded his head slowly. "Sounds fun. You start."

"What's your favorite number?"

He laughed. "That's your question." She nodded her head in amusement. "Who would have thought that Brooke Davis could come up with such a lame question." He said more to himself.

She couldn't help but giggle. "You still haven't answered it though."

"Three. My favourite number is three. Are you pleased with my answer miss Davis?" He smirked.

She pretended to think about it. "Hmm, that depends. If you mean by three the people who you like to have sex with at the same time, as in having a threesome, then I have to agree with you on that."

Lucas, who was taking a sip from his coffee, almost choked on it and began coughing loudly.

"Oh, come on Lucas, don't be such a prude." She smiled innocently as she took his hand. "You know I don't like prudes very much." She said as she started to rub his hand slowly with her thumb.

When he finally stopped coughing he swallowed and said in a husky but sexy voice "and so I've heard."

She only shrugged her shoulders innocently before rolling her eyes for just a second.

"So I guess it's my turn now?" She nodded her head. He was thinking about an appropriate question for a good thirty seconds. After all, it was hard to come up with one that was original and one that could surprise her.

"How many times did you had sex with random guys?" Normally Lucas wouldn't dare to ask those kind of questions but she brought out another side of him; a side he even didn't know he had.

She laughed at his bluntness. "Ehm, that's actually a tricky question. Do you mean by random guys, guys I picked up at a bar or something? Or do you mean…"

"I mean all the random ones."

She really had no idea. At least twenty but she didn't want to sound like a slut, although she figured right there she kind of was.

"Whoa. That's a lot I guess. Don't know exactly, I don't do the whole counting thing." She waved it away quickly, hoping he wouldn't ask further questions about it.

Too bad for her cause he wasn't letting this go so easily.

"I'm afraid that's not a good answer. Give me at least a number."

"Well well well, look who's demanding now." She laughed uncomfortable. "But ok, I guess I can estimate a number. Twelve, fourteen maybe? I don't know."

He was blown away by this for a moment. Now he knew the rumors were true. Brooke was definitely experienced in bed.

"Now it's my turn." She leaned over the table and whispered softly with a sexy voice in his ear "what's your favorite sexual position?"

She grinned when she saw his shocked expression.

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"So you guys talked about sex."

Brooke giggled as she nodded her head getting all exited. "Yup. It was great."

Peyton tried again. "Lucas, as in Lucas? You and Lucas talked about sex?" She said it more to herself than to Brooke. "In a diner, while drinking a cup of coffee."

"Yes Peyton, for the third time. Jeez, is it so damn hard to believe?"

Her friend gave her the 'duh' look.

"I get your point. A really great guy actually likes me because of me, not because of my body or because I'm great in bed, no just because of my personality. That's weird right? It's that what you're trying to say?" Brooke was really hurt by this. Yes, she knew that she was a bitchy slut most of the time but that didn't meant that she didn't want to find Mr. Right. She wanted to fall in love… Sometime. Maybe this was the right time to fall in love.

Peyton grabbed her hand trying to make her point. "No, that's not what I meant Brooke. I'm sure he likes you…"

"But?"

"What do you mean, but?"

Brooke rolled her eyes at her. "There was so a but right there. I just know."

"Ok. Yes, he likes you but all I'm trying to say is that the conversation ended with sex. It's always about sex with you, that means that this guy is no different than all the other guys."

She knew Peyton had a point in some kind of twisted way. She really wanted to believe that Lucas was different and that maybe he wanted more than just to get in her pants. Then something hit her. She was the one who brought up the whole sex subject. If she had shut her mouth about it, then they probably would be talking the whole time about books and music and stuff like that.

He wasn't the one who wanted to get in her pants, she was the one who wanted to get into his. Was he still only a fuck to her? Or more than that?

"Peyt!" In her excitement she screamed a little louder then planned into her friends ear.

"Watch the eardrums!"

"Sorry." She answered sheepishly.

"Anyways, what I was trying to say before you so rudely interrupted me." Brooke paused when she saw Peyton rolling her eyes at her but decided it was better to just ignore it. "I was the one who brought up the big bad sex subject. Me! So maybe he is into me without wanting sex."

She made a face as Peyton laughed at her.

"Let me rephrase that, of course he wants to have sex with me but only when I say so."

A male voice filled the room before Peyton could say anything.

"Who wants to have sex with you?" Nathan sat down next to his girlfriend and gave her a welcoming kiss. One that explored in a heavy make out session after Peyton returned the kiss.

"Hello people! I'm still here you know!" Brooke said as she covered her eyes. Nothing she hadn't seen of course, but she knew Nathan only did that to make her jealous. Something that wasn't working. She had found her boy and he was so much more interesting than Nathan. For now.

Nathan and Peyton stopped kissing after Brooke threatened to leave the room so they could have some alone time.

"No Brooke. We're sorry. Please stay." Nathan grabbed her by the arm and pulled her down to the couch. "So, what were you guys talking about?" He asked changing the subject in hope that Brooke stayed.

"Oh, just about Brooke's new soon to be fuck." Brooke cringed as Peyton continued her story. "Instead of having meaningless sex right now, Brooke ended up drinking coffee and talking about sex. She thinks she's falling for him!" Peyton ended enthusiastically, something that Brooke thought was fake enthusiasm.

Nathan watched Brooke suspiciously. "Wow, guess slutty here does have a heart." Brooke shot him an evil look as Peyton slapped his arm.

"What crawled up your ass? Don't you think it's great that Brooke finally found a guy she really likes?"

Peyton watched the two people in front of her. Nathan was heavily breathing and it looked like Brooke was holding her breath.

"Yeah… Great." He finally said after a minute. "Hey you know what Peyt? I have to go. I'll make out with you later or something." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and shot Brooke one last look before storming out of Peyton's room.

"What's up with him?" Peyton asked Brooke, who shrugged her shoulders coyly.

"I have no idea."

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