"Peyton?"
Lucas was beginning to feel a little uneasy. The two had been staring into each other's eyes for almost a good 10 minutes in silence. She still hadn't responded to his brief outburst, instead all he got out of her was a little peep that was barely audible. Tension began to ensue his body as the minutes went by without answer. It was just like last summer when he told Brooke he loved her. Same situation and probably the same outcome he thought.
"Now would be a really good time to say something Peyton."
Peyton looked up at him. She was only five foot six compared to his six foot figure. Right when he opened his mouth and said those three words she froze. It wasn't the first time she had heard those words. Heck, she and Jake used to say it all the time, but things were different now and she was more vulnerable than ever. Things were happening so fast yet she knew exactly what she wanted, then why couldn't she say it? God, he looked hot looming over her she thought trailing off the subject at hand, but quickly coming back to reality.
"I-I"
What to do? What to say? God why couldn't she finish her sentence? Quickly she mustered up all her feelings and thoughts and did what her mind was telling her to do at that moment. Grabbing Lucas' shirt she pulled him in and pressed her lips against his. Soon the two were involved in a passionate lip lock that displayed all the feelings between the two.
Parting lips for a second Peyton's face brightend with a smile.
"I love you too."
The two looked at each other for a moment before consuming themselves with kisses once more. They moved over to the bed where Lucas gently lay Peyton as he got on top of her. They made out for a bit before things began to get a little serious as his hand rode up her shirt.
"Mmm Lucas," she slowly parted from his lips, "let's take it slow."
Lucas was out of it. He was apologetic for being too into the moment.
"Yeah sorry I just."
Peyton pressed her finger against Lucas' lips, "don't worry me too. I just want to go slow before we get caught up in the moment and do it again."
Lucas grinned remembering that night on the beach.
Noticing his naughty thoughts Peyton laughed and hit him, "hey."
"Sorry, you're right. Slow is good. Nothing else matters as long as I'm with you," he smiled at her.
"Now that's what I like to hear."
She grabbed him again planting another make out moment.
They embraced one another as they lay on her bed ending a special moment in each other's arms. Everything was so perfect.