Lucas kept his eyes patiently focused on Brooke's tiny figure from across the luxurious room. They were at Nathan's again. It was just a casual dinner, but Brooke still managed to look glamorous in everyway possible. His soft smile quickly turned into a scowl when he saw Felix wrap an arm around her shoulder. He wasn't as angry when he noticed Brooke's frustrated expression, her fake and forced smile. She hated it when he wrapped an arm around her shoulder when they were standing up. Lucas knew.
He knew she preferred an arm lightly wrapped around her waist with a hand resting on the small of her back. He knew she liked to smoke sometimes after sex. And when she did, it would only be one cigarette. Brooke would always try to blow smoke rings but never could do it. He knew her toes curled after an orgasm. He knew she liked dinner for breakfast and breakfast for dinner. He knew she was unhappy with Felix, but she would never leave Felix for him. Brooke was comfortable with Felix, who wouldn't be…he had oodles of money while Lucas was living from paycheck to paycheck. But what he knew most was that Brooke was absolutely terrified of being alone…hence why their affair was one year and still going strong. Neither of them wanted to end it, no matter how wrong it was.
Brooke quickly pecked the side of Felix's cheek with her lips as her eyes met a set of piercing blue orbs. She offered him a weak smile before quickly scanning the room and cautiously moved towards him. Her perfectly manicured hand grabbed onto his and dragged Lucas into an empty room off to the side.
"Tomorrow, 3 o'clock, the house is ours until 8 or 9." She spoke in that irresistible raspy voice that still sent chills down Lucas' spine after all this time.
He tried to think about what he was doing the next day, besides being with Brooke. His nose scrunched up as he let a quiet groan escape his lips.
"I have work until like 4-4:30. You want me to come over right after again? I'll be a little sweaty."
Brooke leaned into him with her lips softly kissing his chest. "If you would, please."
And with that she was gone. Her hips sexily swaying back and forth as if she was purposely trying to tempt Lucas, which of course she was; she wanted him to come over at 3 not 4:30.
After the Taggoro's left, Lucas found himself sitting on his brother's front porch with a pale green beer bottle clenched in his left hand. He was staring straight at the house across the street, like he did so many times when he'd be working on the Scott's yard and Brooke would be doing yoga on her porch. Except this time his eyes weren't focused on the porch, but the only room where a dim light was on. The master bedroom of course. Lucas couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Besides a shit load of money, what did Felix have that Lucas didn't? The very thought of Brooke being with Felix made him want to throw up. Lucas downed the rest of his beer and jumped slightly when the front door behind him swung open.
"Dude, come on Sports Center. Now." Nathan paused for a second and stared at his older brother. He had been a little quiet all night, which was strange because whenever there was a dinner party Lucas would be talking forever to Brooke. But not tonight.
"Are you okay man? You've been a little zoned out tonight."
The blond head quickly whipped around and forced a smirk.
"Yeah Nate I'm fine. Just tired."
The next morning Brooke woke up next to nothing in her king sized bed. Letting out a soft sigh, she got up out of bed wearing nothing. Last night was like most nights. She had to fake it, which wasn't too hard. She had been doing it for a while now. Felix was always done in about 8 or 10 minutes. Then he would just pass out. It was like they didn't even talk anymore. Just fuck and sleep whenever he was home.
That was the difference between Felix and Lucas.
Felix considered having sex just a quick fuck. But Lucas was a whole other story…he was passionate, he'd keep going until she was completely satisfied, he wanted to please her and give her as much pleasure as he could, and he kissed her like he meant it. After slipping her pink silk bathrobe on, Brooke walked into the master bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. When had everything in her life gone so downhill? Probably since the second she agreed to marry Felix. She should have seen how unhappy she was before they tied the knot in an overly extravagant wedding, but she didn't. She had been too concerned on looking good. She only saw all the gifts Felix had paraded on her. All her clothes from Paris. And her platinum jewelry. And her brand-new diamond watch. Had she looked closer, she would have seen that Brooke Davis was a drowning woman. Desperately in search of a life vest. Luckily for her, she found one.
Thank god for Lucas Scott.
Just liked had she had hoped, Lucas showed up at 3:00. Not a second later. By now it was already 6 and they had gone for a few rounds. Brooke was lying on to her side clad in Lucas' plain white t-shirt taking a long drag from her cigarette. The smooth smoke rolled down her throat and engulfed her lungs. She smiled widely when Lucas reappeared upstairs; having just come from the kitchen…that's where they stared out. He had retrieved his blue and green boxers. His toned torso was still glistening with sweat from earlier. She flicked her cigarette out into the crystal ashtray as he climbed back into bed and lightly kissed the tip of her nose. Lucas draped and arm around her small waist and Brookes head instinctively snuggled up into his warm body. Her soft fingertips began drawing tiny invisible circles on his chest before lightly tracing over a jagged scar that was across his torso. She didn't know what it was from and the last time she had asked all she got from him was a grunt and 'It happened a while ago.' Lucas watched her head slowly bob up and down with every deep breath he took.
"Can I ask you something? And you promise you won't get mad." He had been wanting to ask her this for a while now, but never really had the balls to.
Brooke silently nodded her head with her eyes closed. Damn he could really ware her out.
"Why'd you marry Felix?"
Her eyes snapped open before she sat up a little bit and grabbed her pack of cigarettes, which Lucas instantly grabbed out of her hand and put back down on the nightstand beside him. "Come on, Brooke."
She was reluctant to answer at first…not because she didn't want to answer him…she just didn't know why she married Felix in the first place.
"Well, he promised to give me everything I've ever wanted."
Lucas nodded his head. "And did he?"
Brooke sighed as she brought herself to actually look at him. "Yes…"
"So why aren't you happy?"
What was this like 20 questions?? She paused for a second before letting out a dry laugh, realizing how pathetic this would sound.
"Turns out I wanted all the wrong things."
The air in Lucas' throat seemed to be stuck. He could barely get out his final question, afraid of what her answer would be.
"Do you love him?"
"Yes."
Brooke loved Felix, sometimes. But she wasn't in love with him.
All Lucas could do was nod his head. He knew when he was getting into this entire affair thing that all this was supposed to be was an affair. No emotions. No nothing. Just sex. He was still confused though, if she loved him then why was there an affair to begin with.
"Then why are we here? Why are we doing this?"
"Because I don't want to wake up one morning with a sudden urge to blow my brains out…lately you've been the only thing keeping me going Luke."
Then a loud ring echoed through the big house. Brooke sighed as she rolled over and grabbed it. "Hello? Oh hey…"
Lucas knew by her tone who it was, Felix of course. He stayed dead silent for the duration of the phone call. After she hung up, Brooke turned to him with a look of panic in her eyes.
"He's gonna be home in 3 minutes."
They both shot straight up out of bed and began fumbling around for their clothes.
"I though you said 8 or 9!!"
"Well that's what I thought Lucas. His meeting got cancelled!! Where's you pants?"
She tossed his t-shirt over to him and slid into a pair of jeans and a random shirt as quickly as she could. Lucas ran down stairs as fast as he could and put his shorts back on. Brooke soon followed him and planted a tiny kiss on his lips.
"Go out the back door, I'll call you tomorrow."
Lucas smiled wryly and winked at her before leaving.
"You're always keeping me on my toes Brooke Davis."
Brooke watched her vacation from the world sneak out the backdoor. Little did she know that Lucas left a souvenir behind. One white, size 13 sock.
