"Mmm…I love you," the red head whispered as she rested her chin on her boyfriend's chest.
"I love you too," he chuckled brushing her hair back when she leaned down to kiss his chest. "I'm also exhausted," he stretched his arms above his head feeling his back pop.
"We've been in bed all weekend," she reminded him like he somehow forgot.
"And I haven't slept but maybe two hours," he pointed out and she giggled breaking into a deep blush.
"Sorry…"
"Mmm…I'm not," he grinned rolling her over on her back with a big grin. "We had catching up to do," he shrugged and she smiled running her hand through his dark hair.
"Can you ask me again?" she kinked a brow with almost a pleading look.
"Ask what?" he questioned, Rachel leaning over and pulling her bottom drawer open and pulling out her ring, well his but hers. "Oh…" he held it between his finger and thumb looking at it again. "Ask that, huh?"
"Uh huh," she nodded, looking at the gorgeous ring he picked out. It looking like her in every way, not to flashy not to small, just…perfect. "My answer will be right this time…" she whispered. "I won't screw up this time…"
"Do I have to get down on my knee again?" he questioned and she shook her head no quickly. "Do I have to embarrassingly pour my heart out again and have you shake your head a lot?"
"No…" her heart pounded in her chest. "You don't have to do any of that…"
"Ok…" he adjusted on the bed, Rachel sitting up and clinging the sheet close to her chest. "Rachel Gatina," he studied the ring in his hand. "You're insane," he stated and she grinned a little. "Honestly drive me up the damn wall and half the time make me want to punch it," he told her and she sucked her bottom lip slowly nodding. "But I love you," he looked up at her with a grin. "I love you so much baby and I'm going to ask again…I'm asking one more time and will never ask again so don't mess up this time," he teased and she laughed. "But will you please-"
"Yes!" she blurted out quickly nodding. "Yes I will."
"How did you even know what I was going to say? I could have been asking you to please make me breakfast…" he teased and she frowned.
"Weston be nice to me," she pleaded sticking out her bottom lip. "I want to marry you," she held out her slim hand in front of her. "Please, I messed up but I know now. I want to be with you forever," she blinked a few times and a tear trailed down her cheek.
"Baby," he chuckled leaning up and knocking her tears away. "Don't cry, I'm just messing with you," he took her hand in his. "I love you Rachel, I love you in a way I've never loved anyone and I want you to know I want to marry you," he slowly slipped the ring onto her finger it looking perfect. "Don't ever take that off again alright?" he teased but still serious in his statement.
"Never," she beamed at the ring on her finger, trying it on about a million times since she took it from him. "I want to keep it on forever and be with you forever," she flipped him over and straddled his waist. "Touch you forever," she smirked, running her hand down his chest. "Kiss you," she dropped her mouth to his low stomach and trailed her kisses upward. "Have you make love to me," she gripped her hand through his hair and rocked her hips into his, feeling his want quickly react to her. "I love you," she moaned when he gripped her hips and slowly slid into her.
"I love you too…" he groaned gripping tighter on her hips as she rolled back and forth on top of him. "And I want to marry you right away," he slammed his head back into the pillow as she rocked her hips faster.
"Mhmm…" she sucked her bottom lip before crashing her lips back into his. "Uh…Weston…" her nails dug into his shoulder as she moved, her completely ok with spending her life with this boy if every morning started like this.
"You are wrong," Brooke shook her head as she stole a fry from his plate. "You're always wrong…"
"No you just think you are always right," he scuffed taking a fry of his own. "But not this time. This time you Brooke Davis are wrong," he waved a fry at her and she giggled snapping it into her mouth. "That was mine," he pouted and she giggled more.
"I thought I was yours," she frowned and he rolled his eyes with a laugh.
"You are mine," he spun in his chair and placed a hand on her hip. "But that was my fry," he grinned resting his head against hers.
"I'm sorry, it was just so good," she trapped her tongue between her teeth making him smile. He loved the sweet little innocent acts she did, made him just that much crazier about her.
"I bet," he tangled his fingers in her hair pulling her mouth down to meet his. "You are lucky we are at work right now Brooke Davis," he stated pulling back leaning his forehead against hers as his thumb stroked her cheek. "Or I would be doing many not right work things to you right here on this bar."
"Luke…" she blushed tilting her head to the side to see if anyone was watching them before turning back to face him. "You're a trouble maker," she poked his chest.
"Not a trouble maker," he shook his head before giving a wicked grin. "Just a Brooke Davis corrupter," he teased and she giggled.
"I missed you this week," she curled her arm around his neck and played with a few hairs.
"I know, I've missed you too," he agreed. "Longest week ever," he groaned and she grinned biting her bottom lip. "But least I have the next few days off," he reasoned and she nodded. Lucas having to travel to Georgia for filming the last week. He wanted Brooke to go with him but at the same time he wanted someone back home to watch Alex and she didn't mind agreeing. However being away a from her the last week and a half felt like a lifetime in his book and he hated it.
"Just me and you for four days," she grinned leaning in for a sweet kiss.
"That sounds beyond perfect," he gave a small grin before capturing her lips back with his. His tongue slipping under her top lip making her moan before wiggling its way inside her mouth and wrestling with her own.
"Luke…" she giggled, when he stood from his stool and swayed her towards the backroom. "We can't do this Boyfriend," she informed him along his lips when he lifted her up on the counter behind them.
"Why?" he trailed his line of kisses to her jaw nipping at the skin. "Gary isn't here, Chase went on break and no one is in here but me and you," he reminded her, tangling his fingers through her hair. "Who is here to tell us we can't?"
"And if a customer comes in?" she pointed out, sliding her hands up under his shirt, feeling his toned abs under her small hands.
"Because you've been so busy today," he teased and she giggled, Lucas being her only customer all day.
"It could still happen," she shrugged, letting out a low moan as his hands ran up her thighs and gripped them tight.
"We will be quick," he reasoned and she rolled her eyes knowing that wouldn't happen. Even if they agreed on just making out or just a few touches something took over and before they knew it they were having sex…again.
"Sure we will," she started tugging his shirt above his head honestly not caring one way or another if someone came in. When she was Lucas all she thought about was Lucas, everyone else could be damned. "Baby," Brooke giggled, pulling away from their kiss as he groaned. "You're pants are vibrating," she told him and his brows scrunched. "You're pants," she slipped her hand inside pulling out his phone.
"Why is someone calling me?" he frowned and she giggled. "Don't they know I'm busy with my girl?" he flipped the phone in his hand and face paled slightly.
"You need to take it?" she questioned trying to peer at the phone and he swallowed hard pulling the phone closer.
"Umm…yeah probably need to," he grabbed his shirt pulling it over his head. "But I will be right back," he promised giving her a gentle kiss. "Just stay right here…don't move," he ordered and she laughed shaking her head.
"Lucas…" she called and he paused at the door. "I love you," she bit the inside of her lip loving how that sounded every time it passed her lips.
"I love you too Pretty Girl," a look of love and content flashed across his face. "More then you know," he winked before walking out. "Don't move!" she heard him yell before breaking into a small laugh.
"Crazy boy," she shook her head adjusting her shirt back right.
"Oh sorry," Lucas apologized, passing a customer on his way out.
"No problem," the man nodded before moving around him and the blonde stepped outside.
"Hello?" Lucas slid the lock on his phone bringing it to her ear.
"Luke!" she squealed excited. "How are you? I haven't talked to you in what feels like days!"
"Uh…I'm ok…busy but good," he scratched the back of his neck as he leaned against the wall.
"Great! Now I know you have some time off and I was thinking with that time off you should come back home because I am missing you like crazy. "
"Yeah…well Kate, Alex as I told you a thousand times is here with me and I don't think I can't just leave her. Plus mom doesn't want her in LA."
"So…that's not fair to me…I am planning a wedding all by myself. I want you here with me! Alex will be fine."
"Kate…" he pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to relax himself. "I've been thinking a lot lately and thought…well I was thinking maybe we are just doing this all way to fast…"
"What do you mean fast?"
"Kate we are never together. Even when we are in the same state we rarely see each other without schedules. And with the new show…If thinks work out they are going to want to have me move out here nine months out of the year. You wouldn't want that, you would hate it here."
"Are you trying to cancel our wedding?" her anger flared and he cringed slightly.
"I'm…I'm saying maybe we shouldn't be planning one for this soon. Maybe we should sit down and talk about it…" he reasoned hoping that would make sense.
"Luke…" she breathed out deep and dropped into her chair. "You are just stressed with everything and its normal for a man to get cold feet before their wedding…"
"This isn't cold feet Kate… This is me being honest and I honestly-" his words caught in his throat when he glanced inside to see some guy grabbing onto Brooke's arm and jerking her around to face him. Rage burning through her as he rolled his eyes and tugged her closer to him.
"…Understand? We will discuss it…"
"Yeah, whatever. I'll call you later," he clicked his phone off not even caring nor hearing a thing she said as he moved back towards the bar.
"Just leave it alone Nick," Brooke growled yanking her wrist away.
"I'm not leaving it alone because you are going to talk to me," he jerked her forward making her stumble into a stool. Brooke jerking back from him and slamming her arm into Lucas's glass, it shattering as it slammed on the floor.
"Ouch," she held her arm to her stomach both it and her hip bone sore.
"Look what you did Brooke," the guy shook his head, taking a step towards her. "Always so klutzy," he chuckled and her eyes darted up to him and burned holes through him. "Let me see…."
"Don't touch me," she jerked away from his hands.
"Hey!" Lucas gripped onto the guy's shoulder and shoving him back. His feet making him stumble back and hitting the pool table behind him. "She said she didn't want you touching her. So don't touch her," he warned, taking a glance back at Brooke behind him. "You ok?"
"No," she winced lifting her arm to show a small line of blood trickling down.
"Brooke…" he lifted her arm looking at the cut on it. "What the hell did you do?" he snapped at the guy behind him, not knowing who he was but knowing he hated him already.
"Look Brooke is a klutz, she stumbles and falls all the time," he waved his hand dismissing it. "What's it to you anyway? Maybe you should learn to mind your own business?"
"Luke stop," she placed her hand on his chest pushing him back from the guy ahead of her. "Don't worry about it…"
"Don't worry about it? He hurt you!" he snapped down at her making her flinch back.
"She is a klutz…"
"Nick shut up…" she growled making him roll his eyes. "Lucas…" she placed her hand on his cheek tilting him down to face her. "It's ok, it was an accident," she grabbed a napkin from the bar. "See its ok…" she tried to relax him wiping the blood trail to reveal a small cut.
"Yeah, an accident so if you would stop trying to be Mr. Save the Day and leave so me and my girl can talk…" Nick waved his dismissing the guy.
"You're girl?" his eyes snapped up to him as the anger built in him.
"I am not your girl," Brooke hissed, snatching her eyes back to her boyfriend. "I'm not his Lucas. Nick…Nick is my ex," she told him and Lucas let it all click. "Lucas…" her hand placed on his chest seeing the anger erupt in him. "Stop it!"
"No! You tell me about this guy and the shit he put you through…the shit he did to you and you let him in here and do it all again?" he snapped remembering all the stories Brooke shared about this guy…her ex.
"It was an accident…"
"Don't give me that shit!" he waved his hand around. "I saw it Brooke it wasn't an accident. This piece of shit-"
"Who the hell are you anyway?" Nick snapped. "Who are you to talk about me like you know anything?"
"I know this is my girlfriend!" he hissed and Nick's eyes widened snapping his eyes to Brooke. "And you get within a hundred feet of her again I will destroy you…" he took a step forward, Brooke's hand quickly reaching up and grabbing a hold of his hand.
"Broody…" she frowned tugging him back. "Please let it go…" she interlaced their fingers
"Really Brooke?" Nick cut his eyes at her and she swallowed hard. "You are leaving me for this guy?" he ran his eyes over him with a bitter laugh. "What's so great about his guy?"
"Nick!" the familiar voice filled the room making Brooke let out a breath of relief. "I know for a fact your ass is not here right now, because then I would have to kick it…again."
"Oh good ole Weston," Nick held his stare down with Lucas long enough before looking over his shoulder. "What do I owe this pleasure?"
"Oh seeing you is never a pleasure," Weston let out a laugh stepping towards him. Sliding his arm over his girlfriend's shoulder and tugging her close.
"I've given your girl here some pleasure," he smirked at the red head who curled into her boyfriend's body as his eyes harden.
"Watch your mouth," he warned hating that reminder all the time. Before Brooke met Rachel and Nick they had a short thing. It was about three years before Rachel and Brooke even met so they didn't really hold it against each other. However Rachel hates the reminder, Brooke just decided to forget it, Weston resisted the cringe every time the guy touched his sister and Nick…well Nick would reminded it to get a rise out of the boy he blamed for losing Brooke.
"Nick just leave," Rachel placed her hand on her boyfriend's chest her ring sparkling.
"Not until I talk to Brooke," he flashed his smile around to her. "So let's talk," the smile slipped into an order.
"There really isn't anything to talk about Nick," Brooke told, Lucas stroking her hand with his thumb.
"There is plenty," he grit his teeth and she shook her head.
"No there isn't," she lets out a dry laugh. "Things are different now; you can't just walk in here. You can't just show up demanding a conversation and wanting to rehash everything again. It's always the same conversation and I'm over it. It's done, we are done," she told him, this time with way more confidence in that then she had before.
"Brooke, no its not," he takes a slow step towards her. "We aren't over, I mean we aren't ever really over," his tone switching to his sweet and caring tone that normally made her cave. She tried to be strong when it came to him, she really did but she would be lying if she didn't say she fell into the same trap, not that she let anyone know that.
Before Lucas came around she had many moments of weakness with this boy, no matter how many times she said it was over it wouldn't last. He would stay gone a few weeks pop up and in a night she would allow it to happen.
Just made sure no one knew about it.
"Yes it is," she took a hard swallow taking a step back. "I'm happy now. I'm happy without you," she told him. Aware of the people watching and the protectiveness she felt of having Lucas right behind her. "So please," her voice cracking a bit. "Please just leave. Please," she begged as his eyes staying locked on hers as he watched the pain flash through them. Her breath catching when he took a step closer, holding her breath as he leaned down to speak to her.
"I love you," he whispered and her heart stopped a moment when he kissed her cheek. Lucas taking a step forward but Rachel placing her hand on his shoulder stopping him. There was no need to fight the guy, it would only make matters worse and she saw her friend hurting already without the add on of that.
"Bye Nick," she told him and he nodded, cutting his eyes up at the rest of the group before letting out a slight chuckle.
"Keep her company now," his eyes hardened on Lucas. "But she will come back to me, she always does," he told him, turning on his feet and heading towards the door. Brooke shaking her head at the flip of him ones again. She never understood how he could go from sweet and loving to her to cold and heartless jerk just with the blink of an eye.
"Asshole," Weston groaned hating how the guy got under his sister's skin. He never got it; he knew the guy for six years and never liked him. He tried he really did but just always saw him as a jackass he couldn't stand.
Brooke shaking her head quickly and blinking a few times before spinning on her feet and disappearing in the back.
"Brooke…" Weston called not getting why she was letting herself get upset with the guy again.
"God I hate him," Rachel shook her head, dropping her forehead to her boyfriend's chest. Lucas flexing his fingers to relax himself before moving to the back and shoving open the door. Brooke sitting on the counter sucking on her bottom lip as she stared at the ground.
"What you doing?" Lucas asked, pausing at the door watching her.
"Waiting for you," she shrugged with a hurt laugh. "You told me not to move," she reminded him and he let out a small smile.
"I did say that, huh?" he slowly walked over to her and she nodded.
"Sorry I didn't listen," she bit her lip looking at him. "I'm also sorry for him," she cut her eyes towards the front. "It's not true what he said," her voice cracked a bit. "It's not," her eyes glazed over slightly.
"Pretty Girl," his hands framed her face as he lifted it to look at him. "Shh…it's ok…"
"I lied to you," she admitted as a tear dropped.
"Lied? What you lie about?" he questioned confused.
"I told you that he came around but it wasn't anything. That we were over so it was harmless," she sniffled, swallowing the large lump building in her throat. "But it wasn't…until you he came around, he would come around and we…" she looked down not wanting to talk about that with Lucas. "I'm sorry…" she cried dropping her head.
"No, no don't be sorry," he lifted her head back up. "Shh…" he dropped his head against hers, wishing he could do something to make her happy again. "It's ok," he whispered. "Things happen," he shrugged pushing her hair back. "Sometimes…sometimes we caught up in things. Things we hate and can't explain but it happens. And when it does we hope we can climb out of the huge hole we got ourselves into and pray…pray to god that the people we meet while climbing out are still there in the end."
"You still going to be there?" she questioned, hoping the visit of her ex didn't ruin what she had. That the little visit didn't make Lucas see a side of her that made him question what he was feeling for her.
"I want to be," he told her, closing his eyes and breathing in deep. "I want you to let me be. After everything I just want you to want me to be," he whispered.
"What do you mean?" she asked a little confused.
"Promise me," he pleaded opening his eyes to look at her. "Promise no matter what happens you never doubt how I feel about you. No matter what you hear about me or see that you never forget what we have, never forget how crazy I am about you. Please promise," he begged confusing her just a little more. "Please…"
"I promise," she told him quickly not liking the look of panic all over his face. "Luke I promise," she repeated as he pulled her into a hug.
"I love you," he told her, his arms tightening around. "God I've never felt about someone how I do you. I don't want to lose you. I don't….I can't lose you."
"You won't," she told him, pulling away to face him. "Broody I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me," she let out a small laugh and before she knew it his mouth was covering over hers.
"Good," she felt him mumble along her lips, his hands running all over her as he deepened their kiss. Brooke running her hands through his hair as she let out a small moan. Lucas sucking on her tongue slightly before tangling it with his. "It's been too long," he mumbled as hands ran down his body and wrapped around his belt loops yanking him towards her. "I want you…"
"I need you," she moaned and felt him growl pushing his mouth harder against hers. Lucas always seeming to strike a feeling inside of her no one had in a long time. She couldn't describe it but it was there. She felt it the first night together and it had just been growing ever since.
"Let's go away," Lucas pulled back panting. "I don't care where. Anywhere you want…"
"You want to go away with me?" she raised a brow and he nodded.
"Ever been out of the states? We can go out of the states or down south, up north…wherever…"
"Lucas I've never even been on a plane," she told him honestly and his eyes widened.
"Never?" he said and she shook her head. "Then we have to go somewhere. Even if it's just a short crummy flight to the beach or something. You have to experience a plane," he teased and she cracked a smile.
"Where do you want to go?"
"I don't care," he told her honestly. "As long as I'm with you I will go anywhere."
"Well I don't know where to go," she laughed thinking this whole thing was just insane. "I haven't been outside of this little area of the south," she laughed a little and he nodded.
"Ok well…umm…Costa Rica," he spit off looking at her. "Want to go there?" he suggested him filming a short film there a few years back and loving it there.
"Lucas…" Brooke laughed shaking her head. "People don't just pick up and run off to Costa Rica," she told him like he wasn't aware of that.
"I don't care what other people do," he shrugged. "I can go places Brooke. I can do things and randomly pick up when I want for long trips away. I can do all of that. And I want to do that…I want to with you…"
"You're trying to spoil me Mr. Scott," she teased and he cracked a smile.
"You deserve to be spoiled," he brushed her hair back, catching her mouth for a sweet kiss. "I love you Brooke. And I think maybe some time away would be good. Just escape the world for awhile," he admitted and she nodded agreeing with that. "I want to do things like this…You just have to let me…"
"Ok," she let out a smile. "I will go anywhere you want to," she slid her arms around his neck, biting her bottom lip.
"Good," he wrapped his arms tight around her as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Lucas!" she giggled when he lifted her up in his arms and carried her back into the bar.
"Good news," Lucas walked Brooke to the counter and sat her down. "My baby and I are going away."
"Going away?" Rachel tossed a glance between the couple still wary on Lucas. She liked the guy, thought he was good with Brooke but just wasn't sure if she trusted him yet.
"Yes," Lucas nodded, leaning against the counter as Brooke's arms draped over his shoulders.
"Where?"
"Costa Rica," Brooke grinned leaning her chin on her boyfriend's shoulder.
"Costa Rica?" Weston's eyes widened and Brooke nodded with a grin.
"Yeah, want to come?" Lucas asked and the looks just got better.
"Can we?" Rachel looked at Weston then back at Brooke. "I mean…can we?"
"Why not?" Lucas shrugged. "I mean I'm going to have to bring Alex because I can't leave her alone and she would really get pissed if I went without her…"
"Obviously." "No shit." Brooke and Rachel said together with a nod.
"So I think we just make a big group thing of it," he shrugged.
"I don't know if I can afford that," Weston told him honestly. "I mean I am already having to do a wedding," he shrugged and Brooke's eyes widened.
"You said yes?" she asked and Rachel nodded. "You said yes!" she squealed jumping off the counter and rounding it to her friend. "Rachel we are going to be sisters!"
"I know!" she grinned. "It happened…again…last night," she showed her the ring. "I said the right answer this time."
"Oh god I'm so happy," Brooke smiled looking at the gorgeous ring on her best friend's finger.
"But…" Rachel spun to face her boyfriend. "I told you I didn't want to have a big wedding. We want it to happen right away…right away isn't a big wedding."
"But still…I want you to have something you remember," Weston wrapped his arm around her waist tugging her towards him.
"I'll remember it as long as I'm with you Weston," she laid her arm over his shoulder with a smile. "I just want to be your wife. I don't care if I'm marrying you in the biggest wedding of the year or a cardboard box. As long as it ends with I do and you are forever mine lets go to damn Vegas I don't care."
"We can go to Vegas," Lucas shrugged. "Let's do a Vegas pit stop then a honeymoon in Costa Rica," he suggested. "On me…"
"On you?"
"A wedding gift," he gave a croaked grin. "As long as you promise while we are away to keep an eye on Alex so I can spend time alone with my girl," he tossed his head towards his girlfriend. "I'll give whatever the hell you want…"
"What do you do Luke?" Weston questioned never getting a solid answer on it. "Are you like…in the mob or something?"
"No," Lucas laughed shaking his head. "I just…I've worked since I was younger…My job pays well…"
"Legal?" Weston corked a brow, his brother side quickly kicking in.
"Completely," Lucas chuckled. "Let me do this for you man. It's just a gift."
"I'll pay half," he settled on and Lucas nodded.
"Are you serious?" Rachel looked at her boyfriend who shrugged."We are getting married…I mean in like a few hours we are getting married?"
"If you want…" his nerves kicked in slightly thinking she might change her mind again.
"I do want," she threw her arms around his neck and slamming her lips into his. "Baby there is nothing more I want…" she mumbled against his lips before deepening their kiss.
"Thank you," Brooke leaned up kissing her boyfriend's cheek. "You are without a doubt the most amazing guy I've ever met."
"I'm not great," Lucas shrugged, really positive there was so much better Brooke could do then him.
"You are great," she cupped his cheek turning him to face her. "So amazing," she leaned in for a kiss. "And I seriously can't wait to see my mom's face when she hears they are married."
"Oh really?" he places his hands on her hips pulling her closer. "Just using me and my time to get back at your mom?" he pouted and she giggled.
"No Broody," she leaned up giving him a gentle kiss. "It's just a major perk," she bit her lip making him smile.
"I love when you smile," he shook his head, dropping his head to rest against hers. "It's amazing."
"Thank you," she laced their fingers together. Him getting so lost in looking at her he felt like the world came still for a few moments. That in the corny cliché way it was just him and he liked that best.
"But umm…" he dropped his gaze before looking back up. "I'm going to go make some calls and plan this."
"Ok," she nodded as he paused just smiling at her.
"Be right back," he gave her a tender kiss that made her knees go weak. "Don't move," he teased and she laughed as he gave her a wink and walked towards the door to step outside. Watching him go and swearing there really was never a guy she cared about as much as him. She was crazy about him, completely nuts and just prayed and hoped Nick would come around and screw it up.
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