Author's Note: It's good to be back! I now have internet and am able to update more often at least for the time being.

I hope that you like this chapter. Got one more to go guys and the next one I promise you are going to love. Enjoy!

-X-

(I wanted to kiss you) On Saturday

-X-

Lucas was trying to wait for Brooke to get up from bed but he was starving. His stomach grumbles making his decision easier.

"Fuck this." He went into the kitchen and rummaged through the refrigerator and found some eggs bacon and sausage. He looked at the expiration dates and breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't past them. He grabbed a few frying pans and searched the pantry for anything else that they could eat. He found some pancake mix and oatmeal. He chose pancakes.

Thanks to his mother he knew his way around the kitchen. She would teach him and Nate how to cook while Keith was away at work. His mama told him that he had to learn in case anything happened to his wife or if said wife didn't feel like cooking. To know how to take care of themselves without relying upon takeout. Which he was eternally grateful for.

Lucas smiled at the thought of Brooke when she joined in on the cooking lessons. The girl couldn't boil an egg without burning something. But she had gotten a lot better over the years. In fact if he wasn't eating at his parents house or Nathan and Haley's or Naley's as Brooke affectionately called them, he would be eating over at her place.

Brooke…God he was crazy about that woman. Always had been and always will be.

He had fallen in love with her in their junior year in high school, when he and Nathan dominated the basketball team and she had been the head cheerleader along with Haley. She never knew just how deeply he fell for her and he knew that if she had she would freak out and she would avoid him. So knowing that and wanting her in his life he had settled for her friendship. And it had worked out until recently… now those buried feelings were rising again and he couldn't put a stop to it.

That truth or dare game they had played on Tuesday had been the catalyst of these new and old emotions emerging.

-x-

Brooke awoke the next morning extremely discomforted and hot. Her head and body were trying to murder her it seemed. She sat up rubbing her aching and spinning head as she looked down at her nude body.

How in the hell... she thought as she tried to piece together what happened last night in her foggy brain.

Did I actually...Oh God. Brooke gasped as she realized how she had behaved towards Lucas.

"Ugh..." She groaned utterly disgusted with herself. She peeked at Lucas and caught him staring. "It's rude to stare Broody." She grumbles groggily. "Can you turn off the sun please..."

"So you remember?"

Brooke sat up and rubbed her aching eyes. "Most of it yeah. Thankfully nothing happened too bad. Right?"

"And if they did?" Lucas asked with a sexy smile.

"We've both decided that we are friends and friends only."

Lucas rolled his eyes playfully, "Alright if you say so."

"So what does my bestie have on the agenda today?" She asked still feeling the pain of the hangover.

"Well first things first: Good morning sunshine." Lucas said cheerfully as he sat down a tray of coffee and hot breakfast.

"What's good about it?" She grumbled, still completely gripped by her hungover.

He dropped a kiss on her forehead and quipped smartly, "Oh the fact that you woke up this morning?"

"Wish I didn't..." She responded grumpily.

"Ha ha...but you did." He said with a smile. "So get up and get your perky breakfast. Breakfast designed to rid you of that nice hangover."

Brooke grumbled then said in a very anti-cheery manner, "Can't because I'm naked under here."

Lucas's eyebrows shot up with surprise and hidden desire, "Oh really? Well now I'd have to insist you get up."

"Shut the fuck up." She deadpanned as she raked her hand over her face, seemingly trying to scrub the pain away.

"Aw poor baby. Wanna cuddle?"

Brooke threw the pillows behind her and tried to throw them at him but since she was recovering slowly her accuracy suffered.

"You're really fun when you're like this Brooke. I guess you're Broody today huh?" he teased with a mocking grin.

"Ugh shut the fuck up and leave me alone!"

Lucas was finding this to be hilarious. "That's not what you wanted last night—"

Sick of his taunts she jumped out of his bed fully naked and attacked him without thinking. Lucas barely had time to witness it before he was dodging playful punches.

Brooke was sick of missing! But her playful anger fizzled out as soon as his hands gripped her wrists. That was the moment Brooke realized that she was naked.

"Oh my God..."

Lucas's eyes peeked at her tempting form and met her wide hazel eyes once more.

"Look just eat. I'm going to take a shower. A cold one."

"O-okay." She said awkwardly, her eyes taking in the nauseous yet scrumptious looking food.

Lucas walked away while murmuring about teases.

-x-

He continued to look down at her with a soft expression. He felt as if some unseen force were pulling him towards her. He stared at her longingly and without making a conscious effort slowly bent down to her as if to kiss her.

Her heart began to race slightly with anticipation. However, just before he could reach her lips a blaring sound filled the room unexpectedly. It was the smoke alarm.

"Shit!" he shouted then rushed to the stove to rescue their lunch.

"Feel up to going out?"

Brooke looked at Lucas then smiled, "How about we crash some stores while we're at it?"

Lucas nodded, "Well I could use a new—"

"No I mean go into stores and make up outrageous stories about people. If that sounds—"

"Fun!" Lucas interjected.

Thirty minutes later there they stood, making up stories about other people while waiting in line at McDonald's for their lunch. Brooke smirked then said, "The blonde loves to do it in public places, and the guy with her is screaming to come out of the closet."

Lucas laughed, "He kinda does look like a closet homo. If not a flaming one. Ok I got the next guy…that balding gentleman loves prostitutes and is thousands of dollars in debt."

"The woman next to him is totally in love with him but he won't pay any attention to her." Brooke added, with a slight laugh.

Lucas nodded, "Because he's into prostitutes. Ok… the red-head woman is totally into bondage."

"I can actually see that." Brooke laughed. "Ok the girl over there near the snacks… is a total freak in bed and loves trains."

Brooke angled her head, "Hmm. Now that I look at her she does look the type. Ok the guy that's eating the nachos will one day knock off a convenience store and the other guy next to him has a sex addiction problem."

"Next!"

"What do you want Pretty Girl?" he asked as soon as they reached the counter.

Brooke looked over the menu then said, "I'd love the Bacon Ranch Grilled Chicken salad and a McCafé Caramel Frappé." she then turned to him and asked, "What do you want Broody?"

He whispered under his breath, "You. Desperately."

The cashier strained to hear him then said, "I didn't hear that sir. Can you say your order louder?"

"Um I would like to have two Quarter Pounders with cheese and a large fry with a large Sprite."

"Separate or together?" she asked expectantly.

To both friends it was like a trick question in their minds both thinking of their mutual feelings for each other. That is until Lucas finally answered, "Together."

"For here or to go?"

"To go."

Lucas paid for their meals and received the receipt as the cashier said, "Okay here's your receipt the number on top is the number we will call you which is 412 and your orders will be ready as soon as possible. Next please!"

"What a small world!" Owen said with a pleased smile as he bumped into them.

"...And yet, I never run into David Beckham." Brooke said sarcastically with a tight smile. "So how've you been?"

"I'm great. In fact I just asked Tara to marry me and she's having my kid. How have you been Brooke?" he said with a smug tone, enjoying seeing her uncomfortable.

Brooke was about to answer but instead Lucas brought her close to his body and kissed her neck and said with possessiveness, "We're doing great man. I don't know how you ever let this one go but your loss is my gain."

"You're together? I thought you two were the poster kids for friendship."

Lucas kissed her head then stated, "Yeah we've been together for two years now."

"Really?" Owen asked, not liking this development. He had liked the fact that Brooke hadn't been able to move on from him and the fact that she had made him jealous.

"Order 412!" The cashier called,

"That's us!" Brooke said with a bright smile, "Congratulations on the engagement and the new kid but that's all I can say."

"That's all the reaction I get from you?"

She watched Lucas get their food then shrugged as she looked back at Owen passively, "Pretty much. That's all the reaction you'll get from me. I've moved on. Sorry it's not the reaction you were looking for."

She then walked away with Lucas, knowing that Owen was staring after them.

"I was fine—" she said as they walked out of the restaurant.

Lucas scoffed and answered, "No you weren't—you were like a deer stuck in headlights and had I not interfered Owen would have been gunning for you. So a thank you would suffice."

Brooke eyed him then admitted defeat and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

-x-

Lucas whooped with joy as he just finished beating the pants off her in Connect Four.

"I hate this game! You always win!"

"You don't like the game, because you suck at it." he taunted as he dumped the pieces out and began putting the game away.

"I don't suck at it. It sucks. And you suck." Brooke said as she pouted.

Lucas rolled his eyes then asked, "Wanna watch a movie?"

"Yeah I could veg out. As long as you don't pick out something that I don't like."

He looked into her eyes and said, "Alright I won't."

Brooke dazzled him with a pleased smile. "Okay enough talk…let's watch a movie."

"Okay what do you want to watch?"

Brooke smiled then replied, "A disney movie."

He managed to find a few Disney movies. The Little Mermaid, Alice in wonderland or Sleeping beauty. He bought them for his little sister Lily for whenever she came over to spend the night. Which wasn't often considering his job.

"How about Peter Pan?"

Brooke gave him a look, "You know that I like princesses."

"And I like Peter Pan. It's full of magic and wonder with the gift of staying young forever. When I was younger I used to wish I could be him "

"And who was your Tinkerbell?"

Lucas smiled, "At the time Haley. Now it's Lily."

"And who was Wendy?"

Lucas thought about it then answered, "You. It's always been you."

Brooke felt the connection between them growing in that moment. But the spell was broken as soon as she saw a huge spider on his pure white walls. She screamed loud, panicking full throttle as she practically jumped to the other side of the room, far away from him and the spider.

"Jeez you're just like a fan girl at a concert—about to blow my damn eardrums out." He grumbled, holding his left ear.

"There's a huge spider on your fucking wall!" she squealed, moving away from him and it. "Get it!"

He looked back and saw that there was a huge black tarantula near the ceiling. "He looks harmless and cute."

"Based on that one sentence—we're going to have to rethink our friendship. There is no way that that thing is cute or harmless!"

Lucas got up and went to search for something to get it with. He came back a few minutes later with a Tupperware bowl that he had borrowed from his mother and stood on the black leather couch. After missing a few times and nearly giving her a heart attack he finally caught it and placed the lid on the bowl.

Lucas came down and walked to her, displaying his catch. "See? Harmless and cute."

Brooke shivered at the sight of it. "Get that thing away from me!" she whined, her skin crawling just by being near it.

"I think I should keep you. In case Brooke is a bad girl!" he said jokingly, liking the way she squirmed.

"Noope. No the hell you're not. You gotta throw that whole thing away!"

Lucas laughed and brought it closer to her. The closer he came the quicker she ran until he was chasing her out the door with it.

"Lucas stop playing around!" She whined as she juked to the left, dodging him successfully.

"Never!" he laughed, still chasing after her.

"Quit it! I will so get you back if you don't!" She swore as her arms pumped with her legs, running for the life of her. "I'm serious—ahh!"

Lucas tackled her down to the ground, the bowl long forgotten. They both were laughing as they rolled on the ground until Lucas was laying on top of her. He looked into her sparkling hazel brown eyes and her beautiful laughing expression, her smile transforming her face. She looked so beautiful this way…

His heart was pounding at the look she was giving him. That I want to kiss you look but again she snapped out of it with an awkward laugh and he sighed with disappointment. Can she not see how much he wants her? Couldn't she see that he was really crazy about her?

Brooke licked her lips subconsciously, wanting so badly to kiss him but she cleared her throat, breaking the suddenly intense moment. "You play too much Luke."

Lucas got up and helped her to her feet. "You good?"

"Yeah… I'm good. Where did you sling that thing anyway?" she asked, dusting off her fitted jeans.

Lucas looked around and winced, "I don't remember. I think that I tossed it somewhere in the yard. Or maybe in one of my neighbors yards."

Brooke looked to his neighbors yard on the right and sure enough the container was there. "Oh well I can't stand them anyway so you did me a favor."

Lucas shook his head laughing, "You're bad. But we should get in the house before we're noticed."

"Come on Broody. We could have been at the end of the movie messing around with you." She said with attitude, grabbing his hand and practically dragged him with her.

"You can't deny that you had fun." He said after closing the door behind them.

"I always have fun with you. But that's not the point. And by the way I will soo get you back for chasing me with that damn spider!"

"You can surely try. But I will win this war if you want to wage one." Lucas threatens, getting close enough to share breaths.

"Bring it." She challenged back, laughing.

Lucas sighed, unable to ignore the attraction anymore. Especially when he could see the way her chest rose and fell from her heavy breaths. He brushed her silly hair away from her face and asked softly, "What's happening with us Cheery?"

Brooke's eyes widened at his question.

He rolled his eyes then stated, "You know what I mean Brooke—don't act like you don't. God ever since Tuesday I've been wanting to kiss you all the time! Hell I've been wanting to do a lot more than that! And I know that you feel the same way as I do."

Brooke licked her lips as she looked down at her feet and admitted, "I won't deny it. I do feel the same way as you do. And as much as I want you Luke I don't want to wreck a friend that I've already found in you. I've seen it happen before. And I can't ignore how it all ended. That two friends became one but walked away with none." she then paused for a moment, trying not to fall prey to the longing she felt while with him. Her eyes finally met his as she said meaningfully, "Lucas whatever's happening between us…I cannot risk losing you as a friend."

Lucas looked at the ceiling in frustration then looked at her as he asked passionately, "So what? We continue to ignore this? Pretend that nothing's changed? That we haven't crossed a line that night? That we don't know how each other sound when we come? To forget how hot and passionate our kisses were?"

"Yes…that's exactly what I want." she lied.

Lucas peered at her and knew that she was only doing this because she was afraid. He exhaled with disappointment then nodded, "Fine. I'll respect that. Only if you're a hundred percent sure."

Brooke wasn't a hundred percent sure if this was the way to go but she said, "I'm sure."

"Then that's what we'll do."

Sure he was disappointed but she was his best friend even if he saw potential in her. He was falling in love with her even deeper but he respects her wishes and the fact that she just didn't want to risk anything more.

But that didn't stop him from longing for things to be different between them. He smiled as he watched her make them a gourmet pizza.

They ended up watching Police Academy and were laughing at the comedy heartily, both seemingly putting the moment they shared out of their minds. But in reality they both were wondering just how long they could deny themselves of what they both desperately wanted.

"My favorite part was when Lieutenant Thaddeus Harris had his head recently removed from a horse's as then asked Mahoney: You told, no one? And then Mahoney said, Not a soul. Then Lieutenant Harris passes in front of the line of cadets, and is annoyed to see that they are all straining not to laugh at him. He became even more annoyed when he notices that Sgt. Callahan is also on the verge of bursting out laughing. When he passes near Jones, Jones makes sound of horse neigh, as if to make it clear that everyone heard about the embarrassing incident!" Brooke said as she laughed, damn near tears as she described it.

Lucas was laughing too and said, "Mine was when Commandant Lassard was presenting a slideshow just as the hooker begins to give him a blow job!"

"Now this first SLIIIDE... shows a very, very interesting thing: our main building. On slide... TWO! We see other view... of... IT! Oh, my God, you wouldn't believe it!" Brooke imitated, still giggling.

Brooke didn't know how it happened but she really, really wanted to kiss him. He looked so sexy when he laughed—almost irresistible. How the hell hadn't she wanted to kiss him before? Was it because she now knew just what she was missing out on? She was so damn confused…

"Hey where did you go just now?" he asked, seeing that she had stopped laughing and had zoned out for a minute.

Brooke shook her head and said, "I, uh, I gotta get going. Nicki's alone and that could spell trouble…so goodnight."

Lucas didn't want her to leave and was about to tell her as much when she turned and was out his front door before he could utter a single syllable. It was almost like she was running away from him. Which disappointed him immensely.

After pouring himself a few drinks Lucas dialed his brother's number and waited for him to pick up.

"Luke? Why the hell are you calling me at this time of night?!" Nathan snapped playfully.

"Nice to hear from you too lil bro." Lucas said sarcastically, flopping down on his couch.

His brother laughed heartily then replied, "I was just kidding dude. I'm glad to hear from you. So what's going on?"

"Brooke…I don't know what to do. I love her Nate. I love her so goddamn much but she doesn't want anything more than what we have now and it's frustrating. Dad said to give her time but he doesn't know that things have already changed! How she teases me to the point of going insane!"

Nathan chuckled, knowing very well about what his brother was suffering from. "Ah, the 'friendzone'...the penalty box of dating, only you can never get out. Once a girl decides you're her 'friend', it's game over. You've become a complete non-sexual entity in her eyes, like her brother, or a lamp."

"I've been locked in the friend zone with her since high school! It's like the Ninth Circle of Hell." he grumbled drunkenly, he then paused a few seconds then said, "Dad said he got out…maybe it's possible for—"

Nathan snorted then pointed out, "Brooke's not mom. Trust me…I already tried to crack that nut and she shot me down quick with a 'I love you Nate but I don't want to ruin a great friendship by dating you.' If she turned me down then there's definitely no hope for you."

Lucas smirked at his statement with amusement, "There's always hope…after all out of the two of us I'm the only one that knows how delicious she taste when she kissed me and I know just how she sounds when she comes…I will have her. Maybe not now but someday."

"Wait did you guys—"

"No…we just had phone sex while I was in Montana. Incredibly hot phone sex…I swear that she has the voice for it. God…"

"Okay stop making me jealous. I'm a happily married man but Haley hasn't done anything like that in a while. I think that I might suffer from blue balls soon if things don't change."

"Okay ew." he said with mild disgust. "And have you tried talking to her about it?"

"The way her mood swings are I'm afraid to even approach her about it."

Lucas sighed then said as he stared at the silver and white clock on the wall, "My advice is make her feel special. Make a night of it. Show her that you miss her in that way in the most romantic way possible."

"Okay thanks bro. And as for the thing with Brooke…good luck. I mean it. Both of you deserve to be happy and I sincerely hope that you both find it in each other."

"Thanks Nate. I appreciate that."

"Alright I have to hit the sack. Why don't you bring her over tomorrow? Haley really misses hanging out with her."

"It's a date. Goodnight." They both disconnected the call and Lucas laid back and began drifting off, thoughts of his best friend swirling in his head.

Brooke looked amazing in a blood red dress that showcased her bountiful curves, her lips painted a glossy red. She looked incredibly sexy as she waited for him against his car.

"I don't know what you've done to my pussy but when I see or even think about you I get wicked wet and just want you to give it to me long and hard. Can you handle that?" She asked as she nailed him against his cherry red Corvette, her eyes on his as she put her hand down his basketball shorts, and pulled his dick out.

Lucas was practically putty in her hands but found himself nodding then let out a guttural groan of desire as she kneeled down and gave him a blowjob.

Then he put her in the back seat and returned the favor. She was so wet that before he even touched her she was dripping from how wet she was. Lucas leaned in and licked her sex the rasped an expletive, she tasted so fucking good, so heady and sweet on his tongue that before he knew he was feasting on her.

Afterwards Lucas fucked her so hard that they had the vehicle rocking with them.

Lucas growled as he awoke from his erotic wet dream, already coming from the images in his head and how he imagined she felt beneath him.

"Fuck I'm doomed…"