Chapter Eleven – A Naked Honeymoon

(Dedicated to Miss Justine Lopez aka Haley James Scott aka Haley Bop! Just because she rocks that much! & Because we're so damn black with our bling bling it's scary!)

Brooke awoke next to Nathan with a smile. Looking up at Nathan, who was already awake, she laughed. "What are you doing?"

"Watching you sleep." Nathan informed her with a smiled.

Brooke raised an eyebrow and smile. Scooting up just enough to reach Nathan's face, she kissed him. "Much better." Scooting back down into a laying position she yawned. "I'm hungry."

"Is that so?" Nathan asked and kissed her again. "And what do you want me to do about it?"

"Not much." Brooke smiled. "Just put on some clothes, order us some room service, and go down stairs and get me some Starbucks." She told him matter-of-factly. It was their last day on the beach and she wanted to make it a good one.

"You can't be serious." Nathan laughed.

"Only half serious. You don't have to put the clothes on." Brooke said with an over dramatic wink.

"Babe, I really don't want to leave this bed right now, let alone the room." Nathan complained with a laugh.

"I know, babe, I really do." Brooke smiled. "And I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you go." Brooke laughed pushing Nathan out of the bed.

"Brooke!" Nathan laughed, quickly reached for a loose sheet to wrap around his waist.

"Oh quit being such a baby." She laughed. "Besides its nothing I haven't already seen."

Nathan rolled his eyes. "You know what? You're right." He smiled and dropped the sheet. "I'll be right back."

Brooke's eyes widened. "Where are you going?"

Nathan turned around. "To go get you your Starbucks. I figured you could order the breakfast while I was gone, so it would be here by the time I got back." Nathan told her holding back a laugh.

"Like that?" Brooke asked concerned.

Nathan smiled. "Well you said the clothes part was optional."

"But…" Brooke started to protest.

Nathan turned back in his original position and walked towards the front door of the honeymoon sweet they had rented for their two week stay in the Bahamas. "I'll be right back."

Brooke wrapped the sheet Nathan had dropped around herself, and ran after him. "Wait!"

"What?" Nathan laughed.

Brooke opened up the sheet and wrapped it around both of them. "You don't have to go."

Nathan laughed. "But you want your coffee and room service, and you complained about me covering myself so I'm going naked and-"

Brooke cut him off with a kiss. "I just don't want you to get a cold on our last day here."

"Thanks for the concern." Nathan laughed and wrapped his arm around her waist. "Does this mean you're coming with me?" Brooke opened her mouth to say something, but Nathan cut her off. "Because there is no way, I'm going out of this room in nothing but a sheet alone."

"We're not going." Brooke smiled.

"We're not?" Nathan laughed. "But what about you're coffee?"

"It can wait." Brooke said with a kiss.

"What about room service?" Nathan kissed her back.

"It can wait." Brooke smiled.

"Well, I don't need to ask about the clothes part. We got that covered." He said looking down at the sheet.

Brooke laughed. "Exactly."

"On second thought." Nathan said picking up Brooke. "It is our last day here. Might as well go out with a bang."

Brooke's eyes widened as Nathan carried her towards the door. "Nathan! What are you doing?"

"Going to go get breakfast." He said opening up the door with one hand and kicked it shut.

Cause it's you and me and all of the people

With nothing to do, nothing to prove

And it's you and me and all of the people and

I don't know why I can't keep my eyes off you…

Brooke screamed. "Nathan! Put me down, right now!" She laughed. "What if someone sees us?"

"I'm hoping they do!" Nathan laughed.

"They'll call the cops!" Brooke laughed. "We'll spend our last day here in a local county jail cell, Nathan."

"I am Nathan Scott, point guard of the North Carolina Bobcat's. I have nothing to worry about. You on the other hand…you're family. So you'll be covered too."

"Nathan!" Brooke laughed. "Seriously." Let's go back to the room!"

Nathan sighed pretending to be disappointed. "Fine." He said turning around. As they made their way down the hall to their room, Nathan could hardly wait for someone to walk out of their room and see them, but no one did. Nathan tried to turn the door knob to their bedroom, but it was locked. He set down Brooke, who kept close to Nathan to make sure none of their body parts were showing.

"It's locked." Nathan said fidgeting with the doorknob.

"Quit playing around Nathan." Brooke said scooting him out of the way and trying to open the door herself. It was locked. "Oh my god, Nathan!"

Nathan laughed nonchalantly. "No big deal."

"No big deal?" Brooke screamed, but quickly lowered her voice, not wanting to draw any more attention to herself and Nathan then what there already was. "No big deal? Maybe you're not catching the gravity of our situation here–correction–problem. You and me are locked out of our room. Scratch that. You and me are locked out of our honeymoon suit–naked. Naked, Nathan."

"I heard you the fist time." Nathan laughed still not seeming to show much worry to the whole problem. "We'll just use the person, in the room next to ours, phone and call the front desk. They'll come bring us a spare key."

"Go to the neighbor's room?" Brooke asked franticly. "We're only wearing a thin sheet of fabric. The same thin sheet of fabric if covering both of our bodies, and I for one am not so enthusiastic about the whole idea, so standing her practically naked, waiting for some weird guy who works at the front desk to stare at my tits for a good ten minutes before letting us in."

"Fine." Nathan rolled his eyes. "I'll tell them to send a girl with the key. Would that be better for you?"

"Great. So she can stare at your crotch? I don't think so."

"Well honey, I don't think any heshe's work at the front desk. So I'll tell you what, I'll volunteer myself to the herds and have them send a woman. Okay?"

Brooke frowned. "Fine. I'll wait here." Nathan laughed a gestured towards the sheet. "I guess we're both going, huh?" Brooke laughed.

"Nah. I have a key." Nathan admitted. Taking the hand he had put around Brooke's waist to keep her close to him, just incase anyone did come out of their room; he opened his hand and in his palm sat a key.

Brooke grabbed the key out of his hand and smacked his arm playfully. "Nathan Daniel Scott! I swear to god!" Brooke laughed and grabbed his chin. "Don't you even do that to me again, you understand me?"

Nathan laughed. "But the look on your face was priceless. Priceless. I wish I had had the camera!"

Brooke rolled her eyes and opened the door. Once they were safely in the room and out of the view of complete strangers Brooke pulled herself out of the sheet.

"Where you going?" Nathan asked.

"Back to bed. I want to wake up again. This time a little less naked locked outside of the room."

Nathan grabbed her hand. "I love you."

"You're so lucky I love you too." Brooke smiled.

"Oh, am I?" Nathan asked sarcastically.

"Yeah, because if I didn't after I grabbed that key out of your hand I would have left you out there." Brooke told him.

"Oh really now?"

Brooke nodded. "And I would have taken the sheet with me."

Nathan laughed. "Fair enough." He said releasing her arm. "Go back to bed."

"I am. I just have to get one thing first." Brooke laughed. Nathan gave her a look of confusion. "My husband." She answered him with a kiss.