The couple enjoyed every single day of the trip. A weeklong Barcelona to Monte Carlo, with playtime in Ibiza and St. Tropez. The two had a ball, experiencing the beauty of Barcelona.
Brooke took in the breathtaking views at every turn of the indented coastline competed relentlessly for her attention. The landscape covered with beautiful mimosa, palm, and gum trees. They discovered, in the heart of the Maure Forest, the charming village of Bormes Les Mimosas - an authentic medieval Provençal village renowned as one of the most attractive and flower-filled towns in all of France. Bormes les Mimosas perches on a hill at the entrance to the Dom Forest. A winning combination of benign climate, fabulous panoramas and flowery charm has attracted many artists, painters, sculptors and craftspeople to the village. Some of the streets are so steep they're referred to as rompi-cou, or neck-breakers.
They joined their guide on a 60-minute walking tour through the narrow bougainvillea-bedecked streets, followed by an hour for shopping, Brooke's insistence.
Being the shopaholic she was she found a charming clothing shop that had the most adorable shoes imaginable. "Ooh those are so cute!" She exclaimed referring to the bejeweled fuchsia pink pumps.
"How much for these sir?" She asked in perfect Italian, still eying the pumps.
"For a gorgeous girl like you I'll let it go for 50." The merchant said with a charming smile.
Once the transaction was over Lucas made sure to put his arms around her, staking his claim.
"Was that so hard?" She asked with a pleased grin.
"I didn't like how that man looked at you." He snarled as they continued on.
"Lucas Scott are you you trying to tell me you were jealous?"
His beautiful eyes met hers, "Undeniably."
She smirked and allowed him to lead her down the street.
After her shopping spree the couple found themselves in a real French café and was eating genuine French food. Lucas was more refined in public than when he was in private. Normally he would pig out with no regards to whoever was around him.
But right now in the most romantic yet relaxing atmosphere he'd ever been in lunch at a café was smooth. They had an hour before returning to the pier. So they relaxed there.
Lucas smiled in wonder, watching the sun turn her hazel eyes to the color of warm honey. "You're very beautiful."
"Beauty's only skin deep."
"No not just outwardly. You're beautiful inside as well. As we were taking in the sights of the city I noticed that you have a certain amount of enthusiasm for life. I want to get to know you Brooke."
"I'm an open book. Ask me anything that you want."
"Okay… If you didn't have to sleep, what would you do with the extra time?"
Brooke chuckled, "Besides sex? Let's see…I would take a long run. Nothing clears your head better than a good run."
"What's your favorite piece of clothing you own / owned?"
"Hmm…favorite piece of clothing…I actually designed this really cute dress for my friend Haley but it wasn't her style so I ended up keeping it for myself."
"What hobby would you get into if time and money weren't an issue?"
Brooke smiled, "Easy I live it now. I love clothes and how the right outfit can make you feel empowered or sensual or giddy. It may sound superficial but it's my passion. I love giving people that feeling."
"What fictional place would you most like to go?"
Brooke tapped her chin, "Hmm…this may sound completely dorky but I would love to go to Rivendell."
"Rivendell?"
"Yeah Rivendell is an Elven realm in Middle-earth, a fictional world created by J. R. R. Tolkien. You know Lord of the rings? They had an army of gorgeously hot blondes so I wouldn't mind being there at all."
Lucas laughed a little, "Yeah that was dorky but cute. What job would you be terrible at?"
"Um I would have to say a musician. I can not carry a tune at all." she then paused, "What about you?"
"What about me?"
"Can I ask you some questions?"
"I'm an open book as well. Hit me with your best shot."
Brooke smirked, "Okay then. What are some small things that make your day better?"
"Well it may seem simple but I like jogging. Just as you said it clears the mind and you can focus on what needs to be done. If I don't my whole day is crap."
"Who's your go to band or artist when you can't decide on something to listen to?"
"Good question. I love listening to Nickleback. Can't go wrong."
"What age do you wish you could permanently be?"
"30. You're not too old but you're not young anymore either. Thirty is the age where you should have learned from most of your mistakes and still have room to grow."
"What TV show or movie do you refuse to watch?"
Lucas shrugged, "Only TV I watch is sports. So I can't really answer that question." he then looked at his watch and winced, "It's time to go. If you want we can continue the Q and A in your suite?"
"Alright deal."
-x-
Lucas groaned while sliding deeper inside of her hungry sheath while the heated water of the shower pounded over their soapy bodies.
Brooke had suggested that they bathe each other and as he was bathing her lusciously curvy body his erection made its presence known. This is the reason he had her pressed against the slippery wall and was slow stroking her tight heat.
"Oooh Lucas...Ahhhhhh...I'm cumming baby!" She cries out as she clutches his boulder-like shoulders. Just as she made that proclamation she bit down hard on his shoulder and came so hard that she saw stars.
Lucas was right behind her, his cum shooting off like a rocket. He came so much that it was trickling down her thighs.
"Damn...how the fuck does it keep getting better?" He panted as he set her back on her feet.
"I don't even know. But I love this..." She says with a sigh.
"What else you love baby?" He asked bringing her plump ass against his groin.
Brooke sighed as he slid right back inside, "I don't love you..."
"Seriously?!"
"Do you love me?" She asked him with an eyebrow cocked. "Do you?"
Backfired... He hesitated but then admitted, "I actually do. I loved you when I first saw your beautiful face."
"I had no idea."
"It's okay. I can't force you to feel something deeper for me if it's not there."
Brooke turned off the water then turned around to face him. "Its there Lucas. I just don't know how deep it goes. I mean there has to be a reason why I cannot stop thinking about you. The same reason for why I see your face in my dreams...The same reason why I miss you when you're not around me…"
He was relieved to hear those words—so much so that when he kissed her she was overwhelmed with feeling.
"Damn Lucas." Brooke sighed as she looked into his amazing blue eyes.
Giving her one last kiss he learned his forehead against hers saying, "This is crazy. I don't usually fall so fast. We should get out of here before we wrinkle up."
"You're right."
Lucas thoroughly dried her body as well as himself before exiting the bathroom with her in his arms. "So back to the questions…" he said as he settled her in her bed. "What did you think you would grow out of but haven't?"
"Doubting myself. I do have great instincts but I always second guess them when I should trust them."
Lucas looked at her and asked, "What did your instincts say about me?"
"That I shouldn't hold back. To make an exception."
"I like that. In what situation or place would you feel the most out of place in?"
"Ooh toughie. Um, I would say at a science convention or in a Comic book convention." She then sat up and grinned, "My turn to ask some questions. What's the dumbest thing you've done that actually turned out pretty well?"
"This trip. Because I got to meet this amazing woman that I can't get enough of." he said as he pulled her squealing form beneath him.
"I'm not done!" she said laughingly.
Lucas groaned then laughed, "Oh alright. Continue."
Brooke grinned and asked, "What is something you will NEVER do again?"
He laughed, "Take any of my brother Nathan's dares."
"What do you spend the most time thinking about?"
He looked thoughtful then answered assuredly, "Basketball. What it used to mean to me. I miss it every day."
"Why do you miss it?"
"Because I can't play anymore. I have a heart condition that limits my abilities."
Brooke placed her hand on his bare shoulder. "I'm sorry."
"No you're good it's just that that is something that I miss."
"What are some of the events in your life that made you who you are?"
"I would say meeting my real family. You see I was adopted and I found out my freshman year in highschool. Thing is I used to see my birth parents all the time and never knew. I was on the basketball team with my brother. One day I had gotten really sick and needed a blood transfusion. Desperate my adoptive mother begged Dan and Deb Scott to get their blood tested to spare my life. Dan didn't want to but Nathan did and turns out he was a match so I'm alive because of him. Dan taught me what not to be."
"Wow…you've gone through so much."
"I did and survived."
Brooke smiled and kissed him, "Yes you have. I'm really glad that I met you Lucas."
"Ditto…"
"Why are you still single? You're an amazing guy…and good looking…successful…why hasn't anyone snatched you up yet?"
He sighed then took a healthy sip of his warm champagne. "I spent the last almost 10 years of my life in a bad off and on relationship with my highschool sweetheart Peyton...since I've started dating again all I find are women that either want me only for the physical relationship or my money…makes me wonder if anyone cares about having true love, trust, and a committed relationship anymore...and to be completely honest with you I feel like giving up."
Brooke reached over and held his hand comfortingly. "In life we are all searching for love from that special someone it's finding that person is the problem. It's a case of trial and error if that one person is out there you will find her."
Lucas looked at their joined hands then back at her beautiful face and asked, "You think so?"
Brooke nodded. "Yeah I do. Don't give up Lucas, never lose hope, the right person will come along when you least expect it."
"To be honest I think I already found her."
His lips intoxicatingly luscious closed over hers in a gentle sensual kiss, his tongue stroking and thrusting inside her mouth with such skill that it took her breath away. She broke the kiss, her eyes reading his.
"I think that I found the one too."