A/N: What..is this an ACTUAL update! Sorry for the long break. I seemed to hit a wall of writer's block. I just couldn't seem to write this chapter out. BUT...I managed to do it..so here it is..the next chapter is almost complete too so expect it sometime soon. Thanks for the the reviewers and all the new people who added this story to their alerts/favorites.
This chapter is un-beta-ed, so all mistakes are mine. (I hope there aren't too many.)
Also this belongs to Mark Schwahn...yada yada yada...
(Same Day as Chapter 27)
The dinner and talk last night with Lucas was great. Okay, I'm lying. Last night was better than great. It was perfect. Spending time with Lucas was like heaven. When I'm around him I can't help but feel like a teenage girl again. That kiss last night was a delightful mix of pleasure and pain. Kissing Lucas was wonderful. My body can't help, but crave for more.
School is ending ended for Lucas and Haley, so that means summer is just around the corner. With the sun already shining and the air warm, today seems to be a wonderful day outside. With that being said leads me to my current problem.
"Which one should I wear," I ask Peyton and Rachel as I get ready for my "first" official date with Lucas. We are having a picnic on the beach.
"Wear the black one," Rachel says as she points to the black string bikini I am holding up.
"You don't think it's too much," I wonder as I inspect it. "I don't want to make it seem like I'm teasing him or expecting something later on. It's not like that with us anymore. We are taking things slow. Wouldn't it be better to go with something else?"
"Okay, why is a coward being Brooke? Just take a deep breath and calm down," Peyton says as she attempts to soothe me. "You are a sexy and confidant woman. You are thinking too much into this. The black one is perfect. Now go get ready."
I made my way to the bathroom and changed into the black bathing suit. Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't stop the smile growing on my face as I remembered this morning's phone call. I was glowing. I haven't felt like this way in a long time.
I blindly reached for my phone, as the ringing startled me from my sleep. I was having a good dream, and I didn't want it to stop.
"Hello," I rasped out, sleepiness still evident in my voice.
"Sorry, Pretty Girl, did I wake you?"
I glance over at the clock to see that it is already 10 'o clock in the morning. "No, it's fine. I should be getting up by now. What's up?"
"Well, I was just wondering, if you are not busy today, but if you are that's totally okay…" he stammers out.
"Just spit it out Broody," I chuckle at his nervousness, it was just too cute.
"Are you doing anything today, Brooke?"
"I got nothing planned so far, since you know, I kind of just woke up."
"Right, sorry. Do you want to go out today…with me?"
"Why, Lucas, are you asking me out on a date?" I teased him. I loved how easy and comfortable it felt to be like this with him again, but at the same time, it scared me.
The tone of his voice turned serious and confident. "Yeah, I am. What do you say to a fun and relaxing day at the beach?" I could hear the delight grow with his words as he described the plans he envisioned for us.
"That sounds perfect."
"Get your fat ass out here. I want to see how you look," Rachel yells, officially breaking me from my thoughts. I step out of the bathroom, and glare at the smirking red head. "Eh, I guess it'll have to do."
"Thanks, Rachel," I respond to her critique as I roll my eyes at her departing figure.
My nerves manage to disappear as I finish getting ready. As I head out of my room and start my way down the stairs, the doorbell rings indicating Lucas's arrival.
I don't think I was this nervous during our first date back in high school. As I waited for the door to open, the endless possibilities kept running through my head. Today could either go perfectly or turn into a major disaster.
Waiting for the door to open, I can't help but panic a little more inside. I couldn't help, but rethink the plans I had for today. Maybe we should go somewhere else instead. Maybe it's too soon to go out on a date.
I am startled from my thoughts by Rachel's voice, "You okay there, Lucas. You look like your about to barf or shit your pants."
"Haha, Rachel" I respond sarcastically. "Is Brooke ready?"
"She should be down soon," She replies, but doesn't move to open the door any further. "You know, I've been thinking…"
"That's never a good thing," I hear Peyton interrupt from behind Rachel. I briefly glance towards Peyton before shifting my gaze away. I haven't spoken to hear since her confession of the past. I didn't know what to feel towards her. I know it's all in the past now, but so much heartache came from that one little confession, that one little lie, that I can't help but still hurt from it.
After casting a glare to the curly blonde, Rachel continues to me, "You should be nicer to me. If it weren't for me, this whole thing wouldn't have happened."
Before I can respond, Brooke finally appears. "Hey Luke," she says with a small smile. "I'm all set, ready to go."
I thrust forward the bouquet of red roses to her, and watch as two dimples form on her cheeks. "I got these for you, Pretty Girl."
"They're gorgeous. Thank You," She replies as she grabs them and turns to put them away. Before she can fully turn, Rachel grabs them from her hands and pushes Brooke out towards me.
"I'll take care of these, Brooke. You two have fun now. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she says with a laugh before closing the door.
Brooke looks up to me with a shy smile. She looks so beautiful; I couldn't stop myself from leaning down and placing a chaste kiss on her lips.
I grab her hand, and lead her to my car. "Ready for some fun?"
"I can't wait."
Light conversation and mellow music filled the short car ride to the beach. All my anxiety and fear melted away. Once the car was parked, I lead her to a special spot on the beach. Once placing the basket filled with food along with a blanket on the sand, I turned to see a smiling Brooke with shining eyes.
"We spent a day like this once upon a time," she said. "And if I remember correctly, we spent that day on this exact spot."
"This beach, this spot in particular, is important to me," I replied with a shrug. She raised her eyebrow at me, prompting me to further explain. "This is where I saw you the first time, after coming back from Charleston with Keith. Seeing you that night made me realized how much I messed up the first time, and how much I missed you when I was away. This is also where I found you after the formal. You were sitting on the sand. You looked so beautiful that night. It angered me that he upset you that night, you didn't deserve that."
As I pulled her into my arms, I continued, "This is also where I told you that I was the guy for you. You had all those boys around you that were interested, but I just had to let you know that I was there. That even though you left for California for the summer, you were on my mind the whole time. And, if my memory services me correctly, I remember spending a few perfect days on this very exact spot with you and a very tiny bikini."
I looked into her eyes, and saw so much passion and intensity. I couldn't stop myself from kissing her. I pressed my lips to hers.
I move my hands to the back of his head trying to get him closer. I don't know what has come over me. I can't get enough of him. I want to feel him all around me. My body tingles with want and anticipation. He lets out a groan as I slide my tongue against his lips seeking entrance. He deepens the kiss and pulls me towards that blanket on the sand.
A/N: So...what did you think? I know I left a bit of a cliffy, but more to come! Review please :0)
Next Chapter: The rest of Brucas Date/ Time Jump...