Brooke Davis had one of those long unimaginable days where she regretted even getting out of her soft welcoming bed to deal with this epically shitty day. First thing on a long list of things to piss her off, her so-called friend Rachel jumped ship and ran off with Brooke's long-time crush Owen. Second thing, her bitch of a mother was back in town. Third thing, her best friend Peyton was getting hitched to some mystery man that she never met.
Brooke was starting to believe that it was a shotgun wedding. Fourth thing, everyone was out finding love-everyone but her.
Thus the reason she was now at the Thirsty Whistle drinking alone. A guy sits down next to her. He half smiles, showing her that he was interested. She gives him a fake smile then looked away.
"Buy you a drink?" The man asks, appraising her beauty. Not taking the obvious hint she just gave him.
Brooke chuckles the sound of it was dry and humorless. "Okay, guy-in-need-of-a-clue. Here's one. Women send signals. That was a brush off. Before you dip into your shallow pool of wit let me paint us a picture and save us both the trouble. Here's your evening. You are going to slink back off to your buddies, laugh this off, get wasted, go home, and make nice with yourself. But don't be thinking of me, because even your fantasy of me, isn't interested in you."
The man tossed bills on the bar, got up and walked away.
"That was harsh." another man commented, also sitting next to her.
She looked to her left and saw a blonde hottie sitting next to her. Too bad that all she was interested in was what was being poured in her glass. "Whatever...he needed to hear it. Otherwise he would be in a world of hurt dealing with me. Besides I had a rough day and I have no time for cradling egos."
"What happened?"
"Man you're nosey."
"If you didn't want me to know about it you wouldn't have mentioned it." he pointed out.
Brooke's left brow lifted then she turned to him, totally engaged in the conversation. "Okay Broody... Let's talk. Do you want to hear about my shit day or do you wanna go really deep?"
He squinted his blue eyes and answered, "Let's start with the shit day first then work our way into the deep stuff."
"Well I just found out that my so called friend ran off with my longtime crush. She knew that I liked him and she had to get her used to be fat hands on him. My best friend is getting married to some unknown person that I never met or approved of. I'm kinda thinking she's pregnant though because this kind of thing isn't Peyton. She doesn't do spontaneous things. She's more of a think before you leap kind of girl. And to add to the shit show of everyone falling in love my mother is here to rub in my face how at my age she had already been married and was pregnant with me."
"I take it you don't like your mom..."
Brooke snorted, "How can you tell?"
"The tone you used. When talking about your friends there's this angry affection in your voice. While talking about your mom...there's only cold and deep anger. Nothing else."
"Hmm you're right. I would die for those girls and they would for me too. As for my mother... If she could've legally sold me for a profit she would I have no doubt about that. No matter how successful I am, no matter how long or how hard I work-nothing amounts to anything in her eyes."
His thick brows lifted in surprise. "Really?"
Brooke smiled sadly and took another shot of whiskey sour. "Yep. My sad life in a nutshell."
"Well my day hasn't gone very well either."
"What's your story?"
He chuckled then said, "Before I get into that...I'm Lucas Scott. And you are?"
"Brooke."
"Brooke? No last name?" He shook his head then suggested, "How about you just make up one then I won't be forced to believe you're going through an identity crisis."
Brooke smiled reluctantly. "Davis. My name is Brooke Davis."
Lucas smiled then tilted his beer to her, "See that wasn't so hard. Although it was a bit James Bondish for me."
"Nah I'm thinking more like Rose at the end of Titanic." she said with another genuine smile.
"I love your dimples. You're a very pretty girl." he then took in every detail of Brooke Davis; chocolate auburn wavy hair, hypnotic hazel green eyes, the sexy deep dimples, red glossed somewhat full lips, creamy skin that looked soft and silky. The skin tight red dress that seemed to pour over her gorgeous curves. "And you're really wearing that dress like you're doing it a favor."
Brooke blushed, "Thanks..."
"I suppose that I would have to share my shit-tastic day. I have a dad that regrets the day I was born. My half brother is okay despite being raised by that jerk off. Well both my dad and my brother came to pay me a visit. Why? I do not know. Dan kept pissing me off all day, talking about my mother and how I was the screw up and how she should've taken the money he offered her to get an abortion... I ended up knocking him out flat. And yet I'm the bad guy."
"How are you the bad guy? Sounds to me he was asking for it."
"He was. Really, really, really badly. But according to everyone present including my mother... I shouldn't have raised my fists. So I might have charges filed against me."
Brooke felt for him but she also understood how he felt. Her mother and father made her feel unwanted for years.
"You want to dance?" she asks suddenly with an intriguing, husky voice, wanting to get far away from that dark path.
"I don't dance." he said gruffly, and it was true. He was a horrible dancer.
"What's the harm? It's just one dance. Besides we need the distraction from our shitty day!"
Lucas groaned then downed the rest of his Budweiser. "Sure... What the hell."
Brooke went to the juke box and turned on Simple Minds - Don't You (forget About Me) and grinned a carefree smile that had him grinning back. Brooke began to dance awkwardly in the middle of the dance floor, drawing attention from everyone but it was endearingly cute. Lucas chuckled and danced with her, both acting like goof balls. Before either knew it they were having a good time.
"How about a game of pool?" she asked, a dimple peeking on her left cheek when she smirked. "Unless you wanna skip this part and get to the real fun."
Lucas blew out a breath, "Depends..."
"On?"
"Whether you can beat me." he said smugly, as they walked around the pool table.
Brooke chuckled, her raspy voice more prominent. "Oh I think I can manage that."
"That sounds mighty close to bragging Brooke."
"It's not bragging if you can back it up! Besides Pool is 90% mental and 10% physical." She said with a saucy wink as she racked em up. Lucas was so damn sexy when he laughed, his white teeth showing.
Lucas had to admit he was having fun. Even if she was kicking his ass in pool. "You're just getting lucky!"
"Luck is what happens when preparation meets opportunity." she purred as she made another pocket. She then clapped him on the shoulder. "Oh Luke, look on the bright side... If you never lose then you can never appreciate the victories."
Lucas guffaws then shoots.
In the end Brooke beat the pants off of him in pool. They made it back to the bar and he ordered another round for them.
"I should go. I have a lot to do in the morning." Brooke said reluctantly. She didn't want to leave, especially someone who looked like Lucas Scott who had model looks and was on the athletic side physically. But she had a party planning business to run and a shotgun wedding to plan.
"So goodnight and if you dream of me remember... I like it rough." she said with a wink and a grin.
Lucas laughed, unable to do anything else. "What do you say we blow this joint and then each other?"
"Good. Because I want you to discover my body with your tongue." The liquor loosening her tongue.
Lucas looked close to kissing her. "Mmm sounds like a plan. Your place or mine?"
Brooke hadn't expected to really hook up tonight but she was glad that she met Lucas. "Which is closer?"
"Mine is right next door..." he winked as he tossed bills on the bar to pay for their drinks.
Brooke eyed him hungrily then grinned, her white smile knocking the wind out of him. "Well you win!"
Lucas suavely wrapped his arm around her as they left the bar. They walked albeit drunkenly to his place which really was next door. He stared at her in complete awe.
"What?" she asked with a husky laugh.
"I thought about what you would look like having an orgasm. You're just so damn beautiful..."
Brooke blushed, "You're drunk."
He cupped her face in his hands, "Yes, I'm drunk. And you're beautiful. And tomorrow morning, I'll be sober but you'll still be beautiful."
Brooke chuckled, "You're already going to get laid buddy-"
Lucas kissed her and it wasn't what neither party expected. It was long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that seemed to last forever. Brooke was breathless, her body heating up as soon as he brought her closer into his body. By the time the kiss was over Brooke was so turned-on that she was ready to strip down outside.
"Hurry up and unlock that door Broody." she purred in his ear.
"Alright Cheery..." he chuckled, unlocking his apartment.
Brooke giggled with glee when he lifted her up in his arms and entered his place. It was a modern one bedroom apartment that had all the trappings of a slick bachelor pad from a dark gray interior to a private balcony, that embraced a classy, elegant and organized look while keeping his masculinity intact.
When he set her down on her feet she briefly looked around and saw that he had a load of books on industrial shelves, a home theater system.
But that was all she was able to see before Lucas kissed her senseless again.
"You taste so damn good..." he moaned against her lips, unable to believe that he was engaging in a one night stand. But he couldn't stop even if he wanted to.
Brooke tried to get her bearings but he wouldn't have none of it. Lucas kept kissing her and each kiss grew in heat and urgency. Their kiss was so hot and steamy that it left Brooke's panties not only damp but on the verge of orgasm. Just from his kiss. Brooke moaned needily as his tongue took over her mouth expertly, making her blood boil with unspent passion. When he pulled back she moaned then pulled him back into the kiss. She nibbled on his lip then plunged her tongue in his mouth and totally fried his brain circuits. It made him grab her and push her against the wall, their bodies pressed tightly against each other. Lucas groaned deeply and urged, "Lift your skirt. Lift it higher. Higher. Higher! Lift it higher."
She did it without question until her panties were in view, the urgency of his voice turning her on more.
Lucas groaned, looking at her intriguing tattoo right above her pelvis. "That's one sexy tattoo..." he rasped, tracing the Chinese symbol with his fingertip.
Brooke felt the heat from his touch and the answering sensations it caused. Lucas kept kissing her, his hand pushing her panties aside. Brooke moaned low as soon as his fingers caressed her vulva.
"Lucas..." she panted, gripping the material of her skirt tightly, his thick fingers playing her perfectly. His touch wasn't too light nor too hard...perfect. His thumb circled her clit as his index finger entered her slick walls.
Lucas groaned and kissed her passionately, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth, wantonly sucking on her tongue. "As sexy as you are in this dress-I need you out of it!" he said as his hands began unzipping her blood red silk dress with perfect ease. She gasped for much needed air when he began sucking on the supple skin of her neck. Soon her dress was pooled around her ankles, leaving her in just a pair of thongs. "You're so goddamn beautiful-I want you so fucking much..." he rasped as he eyed her luscious breasts, her nipples taut with excitement.
He kneeled in front of her taking her breast in his mouth, "I bet you can't keep quiet while I pleasure you..."
Brooke's eyebrow lifted at the challenge, "Is that a challenge?"
"Yes...it is..." he said with a devilish grin.
Brooke smirked then said, "You're so on..."
Lucas grinned then lifted her off her feet, her legs instantly wrapped around his waist as he walked her to the queen sized bed. He pushed her on the bed, a predatory glint was in his eyes as he crawled over her body, taking her mouth again in a fierce kiss. He then made his way to her breasts, suckling each strongly, flicking his tongue over her nipples. All the while she remained silent as a mute. He smirked, figuring he could break her by sucking harder. So he took her other nipple into his mouth and sucked strongly, his hand squeezing the abandoned globe. She closed her eyes, her back arched but no sound came from her lips. Lucas's brow furrowed then. How could she not utter a sound while he was doing this to her? He wondered. He then grinned evilly inwardly. He knew just what would break her...
Brooke smirked cockily down at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure and triumph. That was until he made his way down her body, kissing and licking her stomach, pelvis and finally her hot center. While he was licking her sex he began tracing sexy words with his tongue, mixing things up and introducing new sensations to her already blown mind. While he was spelling naughty words and pleasuring her, he thrust his thick finger inside her in a come-hither motion hitting her G-spot effortlessly. She grabbed the sheets, still keeping silent-it was becoming harder and harder the closer she got toward climaxing. And when she finally reached her peak she gave up and began screaming his name wildly, the animalistic noises drove him wild, making him suckle her harder as her cum flooded his mouth.
"God!" she shouted as another orgasm crested over her, making her thrash on the bed as he massaged her ass while giving her the hottest oral she ever received-the combination was really intense and Brooke experienced a deeper pleasure sensation and a repeated series of pulses. "AHHHHH YESSSSS-OOOOOHHHH!" She hissed, holding his head there as she bucked into his mouth, his hands still massaging her ass cheeks expertly.
Lucas gave her a lingering kiss on her pussy then moved away from her, "I told you, you couldn't keep quiet."
She was still quivering when she replied albeit shakily, "Don't be smug-I lasted as long as I could..."
Lucas grinned as he stripped down to his bare skin, "That you did-I was actually worried that you would beat me again tonight-but you didn't..."
"Keep it up and I won't let you fuck me!" Brooke teased, her eyes shining with a bit of humor and passion.
Lucas crawled on top of her then kissed her passionately, "You're bluffing..."
Brooke then pushed him on his back and climbed on top of him, grinning. "You're right-I am bluffing!"
"Damn right I'm right! I know the effect that I have on you..." he growled while grasping her hips. He lifted her while she toyed with him a bit, tracing her entrance, lubricating the head of his cock before sinking down on him. They both gasped for air as she was seated fully on his erection. His eyes rolled back at the feel of her-slick, incredibly hot and so fucking tight that his toes curled. He didn't know if it was from the abstinence or if she really did have magical powers stored in her pussy but he was almost on the verge already-well maybe not that close but damn it felt amazing. He squeezed her tightly as he murmured, "Fuck you feel so fucking good..."
She shuddered as he licked the underside of her breasts-the skin there was almost as sensitive as her nipples were-which were really sensitive. "Ohhh God! You sly-ahhh!" She moaned loudly when he began suckling on the sensitive skin while his hands smoothed down her back until his hands gripped her generous ass. Then he began to move. The combination felt incredibly intense-his thrusts, his suckling, his massaging-oh God his body! "God Lucas-you feel so fucking good inside me-oooohhhh..."
"More?" he rasped as he thrust up while pulling her down to meet him.
His sky blue eyes locked on hers.
"Yes...more...oooohhh...Lucas more!" she gasped, somehow knowing when he asked that he was about to take her on a wild ride.
Lucas smirked then flipped her over until she was beneath him, "Alright, hang on..." He then increased the power and speed of his already powerful thrusts, thrusting inside her like a piston, sending her once more over the edge of insane bliss. Her body bucked beneath him, reaching the powerful peak in hot clutching spasms of her ecstasy, her nails racking down his back-marking him. Their eyes locked while she rode the waves of her orgasm-her mouth gasping for air as he continued hitting that supersensitive secret spot, triggering another climax-much stronger than the ones before.
"HO-LY-SHIT!" She screamed, still scratching up his muscular back and shoulder as another climax came shortly after that one, her body convulsing with all the intense sensations rocking her. "OH MY GOD-LUCAAAAASSSS AHHHHHH!" She screamed lengthily, whipping her head back and forth as her intense climax skyrocketed to a higher level as he rotated his hips more, still hitting that incredibly sensitive spot.
"Good ain't it baby?!" he grunted as he pounded into her even more ruthlessly.
Brooke moaned then said, "So good-Ooooh, so fucking good! Keep fucking me! Ohhhhhh LUCAS-keep fucking me! Ooh your cock feels so fucking good baby-I love your cock!"
"And I love your pussy-I love fucking you!" He grunted, still driving into her. Upon much deliberating inside his head-he pulled out of her silky wet heat.
She screeched at him from an entirely different reason. She glared at him and pounded on his shoulder then shouted, "Fucking asshole! Why'd you stop?!"
That sexy smirk reappeared on his face as he replied, "I don't do anything without a reason...now do you trust me?"
Her heart sped impossibly faster when she replied, "Yes b-"
He then flipped her over until her ass was in the air and gave her a hard slap on her ass cheek. She bit her lip, the sting of it turning her on more. She looked over her shoulder to see him rubbing his cock over her ass, smacking her with it. She gripped the sheets, her teeth biting into the pillow case when he finally, finally entered her again. Lucas wasted no time in pounding into her, showing her absolutely no mercy. Not that Brooke wanted any mercy-she loved every minute of the hard fucking they were engaged in-preferring it that way. From the way he gripped her hips a little hard, how he grunted above her-sounding so fucking sexy-how his cock drove harder and harder inside her-it was all so amazingly hot that she felt another sizzling climax underway. She grunted, backing into him harder and harder until finally the dam inside her broke again. This time he was right behind her, flooding her womb to capacity. Brooke collapsed beneath him, completely sated while Lucas rolled over on his back, his breathing labored.
"We're just getting started you know..." he said as he looked over at her.
Brooke's hazel green eyes widened, "Oh my God!"
He then placed her legs over his hips as he entered her yet again and said, "Oh my God is right! You better pray to Him that I have mercy on you-" He then started the process all over again.
...
"I have to go-it's almost six in the morning!"
Lucas didn't know why he wanted her to stick around but he couldn't fight it and let it be known how much he wanted her to stay.
"How about this-I'll come over later-you can do whatever you want with me tonight and we can spend all our time together?" Brooke said as she hugged him close to her body.
Lucas looked down at her then growled, "Sounds like a plan to me!"
Brooke looked up into his eyes then said, "So we have a date then?"
"Damn right we do." he then kissed her passionately, his hands grabbing her ass as his mouth dominated hers. He then broke away from her saying, "Damn it's not fair-I want you to stay here-"
"And I want to stay too but I have so much stuff that I have to do today." She smiled warily and said, "Shotgun wedding remember?"
Lucas chuckled and nodded, "Alright..."
"Do you want my number?" she asked hopefully.
"Yeah I do. Here." he said handing her his smart phone so that she could program her number into it.
Brooke took it and programmed it in quickly. She grinned up at him, her cute dimples showing. "I'm under Cheery."
"Okay..." he chuckled and pressed the contact and called her. Freak Like Me by Adina Howard began playing on her phone. "That's your ring tone?"
"Yes. And? R&B is the language of love and sex. You should listen to it sometime." she said after saving his contact.
He towered over her, "Maybe I will..."
Brooke wrapped her arms around his neck and locked eyes with him. "I could give you some good tunes if you're serious."
"I'd like that." he said just about to kiss her again.
Her phone rang again but instead of the song that he just heard it was another song. The Bitch Came Back by Theory of a Dead man.
She rolled her eyes but ignored it. "My mother."she answered his expectant expression. "I have to go."
Lucas nodded, a quiet laugh escaping him. "I'll see you tonight. Call me when you have time."
"I will... See ya." she then walked out of his apartment and toward the bar where she had left her red Chevrolet Corvette ZR1.
Lucas watched her send him a last wave as she got into her car. "I'll see you around Brooke Davis..."
...
Brooke looked into her rearview mirror and watched him go back inside and felt a small smile play on her lips. Last night had been the perfect antithesis of yesterday's events. She sighed and shook her head slightly, her eyes on the road before her. She was twenty minutes away from her house where her devil of a mother was most likely waiting on her so that she could harp on her about staying out all night as if Brooke were still a teenager.
It was worth it though. Doin it by LL Cool J came on the stereo and she had to crank it up because it was exactly how her night with Lucas went. The lyrics were raw and sexual and had her feeling the effects of last night.
A few moments later had her second guessing her decision. Maybe listening to the song was a bad idea because now all she wanted to do was turn around and say screw the wedding and her wicked mother. She turned the station and a safer song was on the radio.
It was no surprise that her mother's silver 2006 Jaguar S-TYPE R was sitting in her driveway. Already exasperated Brooke pulled in next to her and shut down the engine.
"Oh there you are! I was worried sick!" Victoria explained as she came out of Brooke's 2.5 million dollar mansion. "I was thinking about calling the police."
"Right of course you were." Brooke muttered, then plastered on a small smile as she got out of her Corvette.
"Where were you?"
Brooke sighed and walked right past her. "No offense but I have to beat it upstairs and get a quick shower and then hightail it over to Peyton's so that I can start the planning process of her dream wedding."
"Brooke Penelope Davis I demand to know where the hell you've been all of this time and you will tell me!"
"How about I don't and say I did?" she said while walking up the stairs towards her room.
"Brooke!" Victoria yelled up at her.
"Sorry no time!"
Brooke entered her boudoir and locked her mother out with great satisfaction. She stripped out of her dress and gasped when she realized that she left her favorite panties over at Lucas's. She will just have to retrieve them when she goes over there tonight. She bit on her lip at the thought of seeing him again.
After a very quick refreshing shower Brooke dressed in a simple outfit that consists of one beautiful leather brown jacket, white t-shirt, dark jeans and cute turquoise jewelry. She styled her hair in a secure bun with her bangs just above her eyes. Sliding in her brown and turquoise shoes, she gathered her things again.
"Brooke aren't you going to answer me?!"
"No I'm not. I told you that I have zero time for this right now." she said as she made a beeline for the door.
Fifteen minutes later Brooke was pulling into Peyton's two story house. She checked her wrist watch and saw that she was a little early.
"Hopefully she won't mind." Brooke said as she got out of her car and walked up the walkway.
She opened the front door since Peyton never answered a knock or the doorbell claiming she never hears either but personally Brooke thinks that she was too lazy to be bothered with opening the door.
Upon entry she heard moaning and headboard banging with a chorus of 'yes, yes, yes!'
"Must be the shotgun husband to be." Brooke said with a proud grin. She sat down on her couch and cracked opened a magazine.
"Jake!" Peyton screamed out in ecstasy.
It put her in the mind of the way her lover had made her scream hours earlier. And damn did he know how to make her scream. "Okay stop thinking about that...before you have to cut the day short and pay Lucas a visit earlier than planned."
Six minutes later she heard footsteps coming down the stairs and she saw a man in a terry clothe robe enter the kitchen.
"You must be the groom to be!"
Jake jumped then turned around, "Oh shit!"
Brooke laughed lightly, "Hi I'm Brooke. Peyton's best friend and maid of honor as well as wedding planner. I would shake your hand but since you just got done screwing my friend I will leave that off since it could've been anywhere in Peyton."
He laughed and nodded, "Good call. I was just about to wash my hands and make breakfast...You want to join us?"
"I already had a big breakfast." she fibbed as she sat down at the dining room table.
"Brooke you're here early!" Peyton explained as she entered the kitchen in a rose pink silk robe, her blonde curls tousled. "I see that you've met the love of my life Jake Jaglieski."
"Yes I've met him sexhead..." Brooke teased, enjoying watching the couple blush. "By the way kudos on making sure that the neighbors knew your name Jake."
Peyton let out a shocked laugh, "B. Davis!" Brooke winked at her in response.
"So we have a lot to do today..."
"We don't want anything too big or flashy Brooke." Peyton said while sitting next to her friend.
"Well don't worry BFF because I will make this wedding perfect for you. Even if I have the time limit of three days." Brooke said as she nudged Peyton with her shoulder.
Peyton grinned happily.
"So what's the story on this quick wedding? Are you preggers or what?"
Peyton's eyes widened, "Brooke! No I'm not pregnant okay. My dad is coming back from the coast of Ireland today and he'll be shipping out again in a few days. I just want him to be there to give me away."
Brooke nodded in understanding. "How long is he going to be gone this time?"
"A year and six months. And I know Jake and I could get married then but truth is I don't want to wait that long to get married."
"It doesn't matter to me as long as I get to marry my Goldilocks." Jake said sweetly.
Brooke lifted a brow but then smiled. "Okay let's get started. First up the colors of the wedding scheme..."
"Black and silver." Peyton and Jake said in unison.
After breakfast and getting a lot of the wedding plans jotted down Jake kissed Peyton before he took off to pick up his daughter Jenny from school, leaving the best friends to their own devices.
"Okay now that shotgun fiance is gone... I have news."
"Jakes not a shotgun fiance B. Davis!" Peyton said with a stuttered laugh. "If you must call him something just call him Jake."
Brooke sighed anxiously then corrected herself. "Fine! Okay now that Jake's gone I have some news."
Peyton nodded, "Better. Now what's this news?"
"I um met someone last night."
Peyton's eyes widened in shock, "Really?"
Brooke nodded, "Yes. He has these intense blue eyes that could melt any woman down, sexy firm yet soft lips, a to die for face and longish blonde hair that I could just play in...and his body is so damn athletic that I could-"
"I get the point Brooke!"
"I think that I actually like him. But it's too soon to know any...thing...what?!" Brooke asked upon noticing Peyton's smug smile.
"Nothing...it's just...and I quote 'Here's my philosophy on dating. It's important to have somebody that can make you laugh, somebody you can trust, and somebody that, you know..turns you on...And it's really, really important that these three people don't know each other.' So which guy is he?"
"He's shown me two of those things. I don't know if I can trust him because it's only been one night...one incredibly hot interesting night."
Jake and Jenny walked through the door and announced that they were home. Putting a halt on their conversation. "So what did I miss?"
The two friends smiled back at him and said, "Nothing at all."
...
Lucas started playing basketball on the River Court, his favorite place to think about life and take a breather. It was a last ditch effort to get the stunning brunette out of his mind but it wasn't working. In fact every shot he almost made he thought of her dimpled smile, her sparkling hazel green eyes...her writhing body...
"You're playing like crap..." he said after stealing the ball from him and making a three pointer.
Lucas chuckled, "Good to see you too little brother."
"I wasn't so sure about that considering how dad acted an ass the entire time and I was the one to bring him over to your mom's restaurant."
Lucas looked down at his shoes and then back at his brunette brother. "It wasn't your fault. You didn't know that Dan was going to break his leash."
"True... how's Karen anyway?" Nathan asked while dribbling the ball before making a shot.
Lucas smiled, "She's tough. She wanted to go out and stab him with her knife after you guys left. Especially when she lost a few customers. How did the rest of your night go?"
"It was pretty good. Haley and I had a great time playing Just Dance 4. Even Jamie got into it. What about your night?" Lucas grinned from ear to ear. "I know that look... Who is she?"
Lucas shrugged and stole the ball from him, "OK I met this really hot woman last night at the Thirsty Whistle. We had a good time playing pool and I was drunk and she was drunk, and I liked her looks so I convinced her to let me bring her home, and I seduced her against the wall, then on the bed, and it was magic and honestly I want her to come back for more."
"Does she have a name?"
"Brooke Davis."
Nathan's jaw dropped at the mention of the well known party planner. "Brooke Davis? The Party Planner to the stars?! How in the hell did you meet her?!"
"We both had a shitty day so we kinda bonded on that. She is...amazing-well what I've seen of her. Besides how the hell do you know more about her than I do?"
Nathan chuckled, "Because my wife is obsessed with her show. Haley watches it everytime it comes on including the reruns: Brooke P. Davis Presents Celebrity Soirees..."
"You lost about thirty man points by knowing that." Lucas chuckled as he made a shot.
"Do you plan on seeing her again?" he asked as they walked towards Lucas's apartment.
Lucas grinned, "Tonight actually."
Nathan raised his brows. "Wow... You must've made an impression on her."
"Something did."
Nathan paused then said, "Okay Luke you're my brother and all but hearing about your sex life isn't something that's on my bucket list."
"Just think of this as a little payback for all the times I caught you and my best friend hooking up at my mom's house."
"Is it my fault that I'm irresistible?" The brothers laughed as they made it inside.