Chapter 10: Say You Love Me

AN: Hey guys! We just want to thank you so freaking much for sticking around for this long! We had no idea when we started this story just how much love it would receive. Now a special warning – this chapter is rated M! The overall story is still rated T however. Now we hope you enjoy! And as always, please review!

~ C & B ~

Brooke moved around the kitchen in a bubble of excitement, her hip lightly bumping Haley's as she gave the girl a squeal, "Happy Anniversary, Tutormom."

Haley laughed and popped a small mint into her mouth, the group finished eating. They were all at the Naley household, celebrating the couple's anniversary and having a blast together. Chris was in the living room with Jamie and Michael, Lucas and Peyton sitting there smiling down at the children from the opposite couch.

"Can we please take them?" Peyton asked Lucas sweetly, her hand curling with his as she fluttered her eyelashes cutely. "We can take them out for ice cream. Their parents won't even know!"

"Maybe," Lucas said, brushing his lips over hers. "I'm worried about leaving your handful self with children. And I'm sure their parents will be worried, too."

"Psh, as if. I'm great at handling children. I can cook an-" she stopped speaking and pouted lightly at Lucas's loud laugh. "What? I can cook!"

"Yeah, those chocolate chip cookies, the best," Lucas said with another light laugh as he gave her a tender kiss. "Crazy girl."

Haley was watching Lucas and Peyton from her spot near the counter, Nathan coming up behind her and snaking his arms around her waist. He kissed the side of her head, the young mom retiring in his arms. "They're adorable."

Brooke nodded her head, her eyes glued to Chris and the two little boys. "He really, really is."

She felt the butterflies move around in her stomach like they always did when she thought about him. It had been a month or so since they began going out but everyday felt like the first day. The excitement and fire and pure happiness of it all still felt completely foreign in the most perfect of ways.

Haley's eyes shifted to Brooke and Nathan smirked, the basketball star staring at their best friend in absolute amusement. He and Chris had worked out their issues years ago, but he still couldn't quite wrap his head around the old relationship with Peyton, let alone his new one with Brooke, "Keller? We're friends and all – mainly cuz Haley makes me – but I will never understand his appeal."

The woman shushed her teasing husband with a light elbow to the chest, brown eyes lighting up at the completely love struck look on Brooke's face, "Awe! You are so in love."

Brooke's eyes widened at the word 'love' but she didn't deny anything and instead just smiled at Haley and gave Nathan a look before turning back to Chris. Their eyes locked and she blew him a light kiss, sending a wink his way.

It had been a while since she felt this way. On top of the world. Actually, now that she thought about it, she had actually never felt this way. She was running her company and, for once, her mom wasn't breathing down her neck. She'd backed off after her last attempt to break Brooke down. Chris had handled it all for her. He did a lot for her. From best friends to so much more, and it was still unreal for her.

"You know, not to meddle-"

"When have you ever not meddled?" "Did you even know how to not meddle?" Nathan and another voice mumbled at the same time. All eyes shot to the newly arrived Clay, the blonde only smirking and shrugging one shoulder, sipping his beer and tossing a handful of mini pretzels in his mouth.

"Anyway!" Haley interrupted, covering both men's mouths with her tiny hands and continuing as if they hadn't said a word, "Not to meddle, but I can tell how new this is for you. I've never seen you this happy, Tigger. Even when Victoria's Secret has a sale! You should tell him how you feel; he feels it too."

Brooke's cheeks flushed red and she felt all eyes on her, all expecting her to respond. Instead she flipped her hair and casually shrugged, "My man could use my company." With a snort from Clay, the brunette was in Chris's lap in an instant, lips brushing over his lightly.

Peyton scooped up Jamie, looking over at Haley, "I'm stealing him."

Haley smiled at the blonde warmly, "And just where do you think you're taking my little man?"

The curly blonde answered, slowly raising her brow and following Haley's gaze to the young couple when she realized she was being ignored. She giggled a little as she watched Brooke play with Chris's hair, trying to make it lose a bit of volume, "Really, Hales? Don't you think spying is a little beneath you?" Despite her words, Peyton turned her eyes on the couple too, amused by their innocent happiness.

Chris bumped his nose against hers, leaning down and playfully biting her chin now that Michael was preoccupied with Lucas. He caught her lips when she giggled, eyes sparkling in pure happiness.

"I love your hair," Brooke whispered with a wide smile, nose bumping his yet again as she played with the bottom of his shirt. "You ready to leave?"

"Ready," he agreed, standing suddenly. She squealed as his hands slid under her legs and he picked her up, their eyes meeting happily.

They said their goodbyes, Chris spending extra time giving Michael cuddles… and threatening Lucas to make sure the boy came home the next day in perfect condition.

Soon enough they arrived at Chris's house, fingers curled together as they made their way up to the bedroom. They only paused long enough to grab some drinks, their eyes light and smiles large as the tiny girl bounced on the bed and gave her boyfriend a kinked brow.

Chris leaned down, brushing their lips together, "You're cute."

Brooke couldn't help but laugh against his lips, dimples happily showing as she grabbed a drink from him and brought it up to her lips. "Well, I can't argue with that." Before taking a sip, she sent him a wink and leaned back on the bed.

He bowed his head and brought their lips together, nose bumping hers as his fingers tickled lightly up her sides, "We have the whole house to ourselves, what do you say we make out for a while… then play a game of monopoly?"

Brooke didn't say anything in response, just smiled and set the drink down on the bedside table before wrapping her arms around his neck and bringing him down to her level. Her lips pressed softly to his, the both of them getting deeper with the kiss in no time. Their tongues tasted and lips melded, each merely trying to get closer to the other as their hearts beat roughly in time.

Halfway through the kiss, Brooke rolled herself on top. She pushed Chris's chest down when he tried to lift up and kiss her again, turning her head to the full size mirror and taking her sweet time fixing her hair even though it would be messed up in a few minutes when their lips met again anyway.

The boy stared at her in amusement, voice coming out casual and sweet as words he'd been feeling for a very long time escaped, "I love you."

The movement her hands had over her chocolate locks quickly came to a halt, hazel eyes locking on blue. Moving from her head to his stomach, the brunette's fingers trickled lightly under his shirt and she bit her lip. After a quick moment, she smiled. She loved him too. Haley knew it, Nathan knew it, hell, everyone knew it. But most importantly, she felt it.

And it felt amazing.

"I love you too." And with those four powerful words, she sealed the deal with a kiss.

Chris smiled against those soft lips he'd come to love. He was in complete disbelief right now that this was his life. How in the hell did he get so lucky? His fingers curled into the hair she'd just fixed, but neither even cared, too caught in this new feeling of truly belonging together to let it bother them. He rolled her beneath him again, brushing his hands down her sides and his lips slowly moving down her chin.

"Say it again," he rasped.

Brooke slowly ran her finger over his bottom lip, legs wrapping high around his waist. "I love you."

His smile went as wide as it had ever been. He lightly kissed her finger and leaned up onto his elbows, brushing his lips over her chin next. Slowly his kisses trailed up her jaw, then back down and over the other side, kissing each and every inch of that gorgeous face. The face of the woman who loved him. Loved him!

"I love you."

Brooke let out a quiet breath, her hand falling onto the back of his neck as she let her head rest on the pillow. He moved up to get better access of her face, the brunette smiling at that. He appreciated her on a level that even the smallest things he did surprised her, but it all felt right. It all felt perfect. Her fingers lightly ran under his shirt, the boy's skin smooth against her fingertips.

Finally their lips met again, Chris's digits sliding down her leg. His other hand slowly slipped up the front of her shirt, fingers just barely grazing her flesh. Goosebumps broke out over her skin and Chris's lips slipped back down her jaw and up her neck, mouth sucking lightly on her pulse point.

A soft moan escaped the lightly glossed lips of the brunette, the grip her legs had around his waist tightening just slightly but enough to urge him forward. Her lips brushed the side of his head, his lips working on the same spot on her neck.

"Chris," she let out quietly in pleasure, swallowing hard while her fingers lightly ran through that set of hair she loved so much.

Chris lifted up for just a moment, pulling his t-shirt over his head and tossing it to the side. He moved back in for her lips, hand slipping back up her shirt and palming her breast. His thumb slid over her nipple through the lacy material and he breathed out heavily when her moan filled the room, "So gorgeous."

Brooke felt her cheeks flush at his words but another moan from her lips filled his ear. She finally met him for a kiss, the brunettes kissing each other long and lustfully, his hand switching to her other breast and doing the same action. Before either of them knew it, she was sitting up slightly and pulling her shirt over her head as it fell on top of his.

She heard his breath catch as she unclipped her bra, the boy eagerly but slowly sliding it down her arms and tossing it with the rest of their now growing pile of clothes. Bare chests brushed together, the hard nipples of the brunette fueling the man above her to let his hand wander down to the brunette's increasing heat.

The musician's fingers lightly stroked the girl through her jeans, his lips dropping down her chest. His tongue laved her nipple slowly and his hand unbuttoned her jeans and slipped inside. The lacy material was damp already and as warn as he'd dreamed it would be.

Lightly his mouth closed on her breast and his fingers found her nub, tweaking it lightly through her panties until her moans grew louder and she began to grind her hips up against his. He grinded right back down into her, smiling against her skin as his belt was pulled free immediately and her hands met his zipper.

For just a moment they paused, eyes locked and breaths heavy.

Finally.

Their eyes remained locked, though Brooke's fluttered as his fingers stroked her folds and increased her heat. She whimpered and let her hand snake into his pants, getting a grip on his hard length as he groaned lightly. The groan spurred her forward, the brunette wasting no time and using her flexibility to advantage. Her legs hooked up higher and gripped his jeans, sliding them down easily.

Chris suddenly sat back on his knees, his fingers sliding from Brooke's pants. He slowly tugged at her jeans, pulling them down her long legs and tossing them to the side. Lifting her right leg, he trailed kisses up from her ankle to her inner thigh. His nose bumped her heat through her panties and he pressed a light kiss to her dampness before slowly removing them.

He licked his lips as he took in the sight of her, his mouth pressing lightly to her inner thigh as their eyes met, "My god you are perfect."

Brooke felt goosebumps form around her pale skin at the feel of his lips delicately placing soft kisses around her most sensitive spots. "Baby," she whispered, pulling at his boxers and eagerly feeling his hard length again. "So hard for me."

Chris pushed them down as her hand circled him, eyes fluttering closed and breath coming out shaky. He lightly pushed her hand away and dropped his head. He caught her eyes again and pressed a kiss to her heat before suddenly his tongue slipped forward, tasting her strawberry sweetness.

Her glistening juices increased, the boy enjoyably taking it all in with his tongue. Her fingers dug into his hair and she rocked forward against his mouth, legs spread open. She let out a loud moan as his tongue ran over her clit unexpectedly, Brooke urging him on, "Mmmm, more. Yes, yes."

Two fingers slipped into her and the girl cried out, Chris's tongue moving more eagerly against her. She tasted like heaven to the boy and he lapped it up hungrily, fingers dragging slowly along her upper wall and causing her thighs to shake as she drew closer.

"Baby," she whined out loudly, her head falling back as she rode his fingers and gasped when he found her spot. A different moan escaped her lips and he caught on quickly, fingers hitting the newly found spot again and again until the brunette's walls clenched around him and she let go. "Chris!"

His fingers slid free and he replaced them with his tongue. Her sweetness danced on his tongue and his sticky fingers slid up her body, going higher as his lips began to ascend up her body. He settled himself between her thighs and brought their lips together, letting her taste herself as her thighs spread further and her legs circled his waist.

Brooke moaned and wrapped her tongue around his fingers, sucking lightly as he watched on with lust filled eyes. Slowly, his fingers pulled out and she pressed their lips together for a second.

"I love you," she whispered, waiting for him to close the space between them.

"I love you too," he rasped, closing the gap and pushing into her fully.

The couple gasped, Chris bracing his hands on either side of her as they both adjusted. Slowly he pulled out and then pushed back in, both in shock at how well their bodies seemed to fit together. Within seconds they had a slow rhythm going, their hips rocking together and their bodies sliding.

Slow. Something Brooke definitely never did before. She dreamed about something like this for a while. And it was finally happening. Their bodies were made for each other. Her breaths were heavy, eyes still remaining locked with his through the flutters of pleasure she got. His cock rubbed her spot and she gasped out loudly, eyes shutting altogether as she embraced the gratification.

His fingers curled around the back of her neck and he brought their lips together. Her legs rose higher on his hips and he turned his head suddenly to nibble on the knee he'd pulled up.

"Uh, perfect girl. Brooke, mmm, dimples."

"Whose girl?" Brooke asked as she let out a whimper and rocked her hips forward into his, the boy sliding in and out perfectly. His thumb stroked her knee and she let out a cry, the boy finding another spot.

"M-my girl," he groaned, changing his angle slightly to rub more fully against her spot. "Chris Keller's girl. Mine. Your man."

With the boy thrusting deeply into her spot, it didn't take too much time as Brooke began to feel herself reach her climax. Her walls squeezed around him and she met his eyes, both of them knowing what she was about to do as her head fell back.

"That's my girl," he rasped, his own eyes rolling back as she clenched and brought him over the edge with her.

Their hearts raced and breaths increased, eyes meeting as they finished together. Slowly their lips met again and he breathed her in, smiling against her lips, "You are unreal."

"Your girl," she whispered and couldn't help but smile at that. She ran her finger over his bottom lip, staring up at him lovingly. It was like saying those two words really made it real for her. She was his.

He shifted onto his side, sitting up on one elbow and lightly sliding his fingers down her side and over her hip, "My girl."

His eyes searched her face slowly, lips curving up, "This is perfect."

Brooke let her head cuddle up against the pillow, Chris kicking the blanket up and over their bodies. She rested her hand on his chest, breaths soft, "I've never had this before. Was it like this for you and Peyton since you two were married?"

He shook his head honestly, frowning a little, "Never. This is… it's more. Better. But I don't want to talk or think about her. I only want to think about you. This, what we have, it's better than everything else. You're special."

"How come we spent our whole high school lives together and then the years after that not realizing this?" Brooke whispered as she ran her fingers over his skin and closed her eyes. "I knew you always secretly were attracted to me, baby."

"It wasn't really that much of a secret," he laughed, shaking his head. "Everyone knew about my massive crush on you… except for you. But then Peyton and I started dating, and well, my priorities shifted a little bit."

His nose slid over her neck and he grinned, "Did you ever want me? You know, before."

Brooke nodded her head slowly, thinking it over before speaking carefully. "I didn't want to. Everyone liked you. You were Chris Keller. You are Chris Keller. I didn't want to be like every other girl in high school that drooled over you like a piece of meat. I was afraid. But I was falling. Before I could do anything, you and Peyton started doing your thing. Lucas pursued me after that when he realized Peyton wasn't his anymore."

He tilted his head a little, drawing his name with his finger on her hip over the sheets, "I think we had to do things this way. You needed Lucas and I needed Peyton. We weren't ready for each other yet. We needed to see how bad it could get before we got a chance to be with each other."

His brow quirked, voice teasing and low, "Yes, I'm a secret romantic, but try not to tell anyone. I do have a reputation to protect you know."

"Your songs scream romantic," Brooke teased back, giggling lightly at his look. "Someone that can come up with those lyrics off the top of his head is totally for the romance."

"You should have heard the songs I wrote when I still had a crush on you," he laughed, letting his head fall back against the bed. "Haley used to tease me mercilessly about them. You think I'm sappy now, you should have seen me then."

Brooke's eyes lit up and she sat up a little, blanket sliding down slightly. Her voice was slow, the brunette shocked, "You wrote about me?"

Chris's eyes dropped to her slightly revealed chest and he smirked, dragging the blanket down to rest on her hips. He grinned at the look Brooke gave him, fingers dancing up her sides as he nodded, "I have recently too. Are you really that surprised?"

Brooke nodded her head. It wasn't the same but Lucas wrote, too. She couldn't remember a day in their relationship where she actually inspired him. In fact, the days where he was actually on a writing spree were the days he had seen Peyton. "I'm really that surprised. I just, wow."

She looked at him and smiled almost shyly, "Thank you for noticing me."