Chapter 3

The Brunette That Stole My Heart

Lucas stepped out of the cab still thinking of the last time he had seen his Pretty Girl. He looked up at the building and wondered if he was going to be leaving this apartment with a fianc or a splitting headache. He walked in and climbed the stairs to the third floor and looked for the name Davis on the door. He came to the last door and smelled a familiar smell of lavender in the air. Did Rachel warn her I was coming, He used to love it when he met her at his apartment and she was there waiting. She'd normally have a few lavender candle lit that had his whole house smelling like it. It was a calming smell that he would always associate two things with. One was Brooke, two was great sex with Brooke, He knocked on the door fully expecting to see those hazel eyes he use to love looking at him. When Brooke made it to the door she was so horney she didn't bother to look and see who was on the other side. She flung the door open was stunned to dee the blue eyed hottie that had broken her heart. They were both speechless. Lucas took in the sexy lingerie she was wearing and groaned as he instantly got tight in his pants. His lips curled up into a smirk that, if Brooke were honest with herself she would admit she missed.

"Is all this for me?"

Brooke still speechless shifted her weight to one side and leaned against the door frame with her elbow. Brooke had to make a decision. She would either freak out and throw the nearest blunt object at his head or she could play It cool and use this situation to her advantage. She allowed a small smile to play on her lips, putting on a display of those dimples Lucas use to go crazy for.

"It can be, depends on why you're here."

"I'm here for you. Is that the answer you were looking for" Lucas asked closing the gap between them and leaning his elbow on the same doorframe. Their lips only a breath away from each other and all she could think of was having him touch her again. Brooke, still being horny grabbed Lucas by the shirt and pulled him into the apartment. He was so off guard and so turned on he let the whole moment happen. Her lips crashed into his and she pushed him into the door slamming it shut. His hands roamed her body like familiar territory. His hands gripped her barley covered ass cheeks and kneaded them simultaneously lifting her and turning to push her against the door as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She broke the kiss as she let out a loud moan as she felt Lucas' erection brush against her lower half. Lucas took this moment to suck and nibble ever so lightly on her neck an trailed his tongue down to her collar bone as he remember she use to love it. Her hands ran up his back and into his hair as her lips crashed back to his, letting an ever so soft moan out into his mouth. Lucas was obviously turned on and for a moment Brooke forgot why she hated him and remembered why she use to love him. After a few moments of indulgence she pushed him away slightly so their eyes met. For that moment Brooke stopped remembering why she loved him and why she hated him in the first place. She pushed him further away as she wiped her lips. Her eyes now void of the passion that seconds ago filled her hazel orbs. Lucas took a moment to catch his breath but found it hard to with Brooke in such close proximity. She turned and leaned against her wet bar.

"Lucas I think you should go. I'm expecting company."

"Look I know this is a real out of the blue thing but I need you to hear me out."

Brooke eyes looked at him once more and suddenly felt way too naked. Her arms enclosed over her chest and she started to walk back to her bedroom.

"Brooke wait. Please hear me out."

"Whatever it is Lucas spit it out and then leave me the hell alone."

Her words now bitter and hurt. Lucas almost felt like the smallest person on the Earth. He has to do something to make her feel better something to make her not want to cry. He dashed towards her and spun her around and kissed her with everything he had. This hiss was not the one that had happened moments before it was one that was filled with something else. When he felt her hand press against his chest to separate them he pulled away and the words slipped out.

"Marry me."

Her face was the very picture of shock. She was scared and mortified at the same time.

"What?"

"I need you to marry me."

Lucas watched as her face went through every emotion possible.

"Get out" she whispered.

"Brooke I-"

"GET OUT!"

Her fists pounded into his chest and he watched as tears began to fall from her face. He knew coming there was a bad idea and now he saw the proof. He began to back away and exited the apartment carefully closing the door behind him. Brooke stood in her bedroom feeling incredibly dirty. It was a feeling she hadn't felt in a long time. A knock came on the door and she hesitantly walked towards it hoping it was anyone but Lucas Scott. As she opened it she saw none other than Chris Keller. All she could think of was Lucas had just said to her. She couldn't have been farther from "the mood".

"Babe. . .look at you, you look too sexy for words."

"Chris you are so late it's past-"

He stepped in the apartment and walked around her being very careful to take in her mostly naked body.

"Baby you sure do know how to make Chris Keller want to bang."

"You know what, Chris Keller can turn around and leave, because Chris Keller was suppose to be here an hour ago. So Chris Keller can enjoy the scene while it lasts becase Chris Keller is just about to leave."

Brooke made a move to the door and Chris grabbed her wrist spinning her around allowing his lips to crash on hers. For a moment she allowed herself to indulge but for that moment she was able to compare that kiss to the one Lucas had just placed on the same lips and all she could feel was that the kiss wasn't good enough. She pushed Chris away and pointed to the door.

"The door is that way Chris Keller."

He was almost laughed in her face. The thought of anyone turing down Chris Keller was laughable, atleast in his eyes but when he looked into hers he saw she was serious.

"Alright, . . .fine. I'll go, but don't go calling Chris Keller when the mood strikes you."

"Don't worry I won't."

As he exited she slammed the door behind him. Damn Lucas Scott he had come into contact with her for all of a few minutes and was already screwing her all over again.

The next day was a nerve wrecking one for Lucas Scott. He had gone home to his apartment that night and played the previous day over and over in his head. On one had in was great to see Brooke again but the kiss, the feel of her skin under his fingers, the sounds of her moans echoing into his dazed day dream. Lucas was in a bind. He got a feeling that he had an open. Yes, she told him to get out but she didn't say no. He felt like he should try again but first he would need to approach a plan B. He was hell bent on finding a soon to be hot wife to rub in his fathers face.

Brooke had been thinking of that same kiss and passionate moment. What the hell was the matter with him. Showing up out of nowhere and then proposing. What the hell was the matter with her, she couldn't stop thinking about him. Her daydream was interrupted by the screams of Rachel who was now calling her name.

"Brooke ..get your fat ass out here and help me."

"Rachel I gave you that key for emergencies not to break into my apartment."
"This is an emergency slut."

"Bitch"

"No time for that. I came by to help you out of this funk."

"Funk, what funk?"

"The funk I saw coming the moment Lucas Scott Showed up. I can see you getting more depressed by the moment."

"I am not. I'm fine."

Brooke plopped down on her couch being carful not to look her friend in the eyes as she said the last part. Rachel could always tell when she was lying.

"Sure you keep saying that. So what did the asshole have to say?"

"He asked me to marry him. After he kissed me."

"Really, and you said .."

"I said get out."

"That's it, the man, the same man who broke your heart, shows up on your doorstep and asked you to be his wife and all you say get out?"

"Seemed like a good thing to say."

"Think Brookie, he shows up out of nowhere to propose. That doesn't sound fishy to you?"

"I guess. What do you think he really wants."

"Only one way to find out" Rachel said handing Brooke the phone."

Lucas had just arrived at Metro Records to approach his latest option. He sat in the waiting room for his Ex to come out. He was hoping that a public place was a good idea. He watched as she came through the glass doors and found himself holding his breath.

"Lucas Scott, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Just coming to see an old friend."

"Friends, since when did we cross into that territory."

"Now I'm hoping."

"What do you want Lucas?"

He paused for a moment and decided to put the proposal out there.

"I need a Mrs. Scott. For financial reasons not romantic. There would be a lot of money in it for you and I hear you're planning on starting your own-"

"Stop right there" Peyton said raising her hand to cease his proposal. She dropped her hand and began to think it over. Sure Lucas was an ass but he was a hot ass, and there was a large sum of money involved. Had it been any other day she might've just had security kick him out. Had it been any other day she would've spit in his face but today was the day she was told her funding for her new record label was denied and she was in need of funding but she was still hesitant on jumping back into bed with Lucas Scott.

"Give me a few hours to think it over."

"So that's not a no."

"It's not a yes either. I just need some time to think it over."

"You got it. Here's my number. Just let me know what you decide."

He got up and walked out the doors without looking back. He was afraid he would and she would instantly say no. He was headed out to grab a cab when his cell rang.

"You got Lucas Scott."

"Hey."

All it took was one word, one syllable for him to know who it was on the other end.

"I was just thinking about you."

"Somehow I doubt that."

"Really, so to what do I owe this call Pretty Girl?"

"Well I wanted to start off by apologizing for last night. I was thinking that maybe I could give you the opportunity to hear you out like you asked."

"Really. I'd like nothing more. So how about dinner."

"How about just a drink, meet me at the Devils Lair."

"Sounds appropriate. Can you be there in an hour?"

"What's the rush?"

"Just on a time crunch and I really want to see you."

"Okay, an hour it is."

"Oh and Brooke"

"Yea."

"Thanks."

"Don't thank me yet Broody."

It was as if someone had put a permanent smile on his face. She hadn't called him that in a very long time and he found it to be something he had come to miss. He remember the first time she called him that. They were sitting on his couch watching pretty in pink when he got the idea to rewrite one of the chapters for his book. He had been trying to work through the writers block and normally things came to him when Brooke was around. He sat at the screen with his normal brooding look.

"You keep staring at that screen Broody and it's gonna break."

"Broody?"

"Yeah, Broody, you usually get that look on your face when you're thinking too much."

He kicked his head back to laugh when she removed the laptop from his lap and took it's place. He rested his hands on her tined thighs and began to rub circles in them with his hands.

"This must be your favorite spot cause I swear you find a way into my lap every chance you get."

"It is the best seat in the house."

"Is that so."

He leaned up to capture her lips in a devouring kiss when she basked away ever so slightly.

"Who says you're gonna get off that easy?"

"Huh?"

"don't huh me, you invite me over hear to watch a movie and ignore me most of the night. I'm beginning to think you only want me around as a muse."

"Hows that work exactly?"
"Don't think I don't realize how you do things, you get stuck on a chapter, you call me up for some quality time and then poof, your writers block is gone."

"That's not how it goes, see tonight I have you right here and I still can't write a thing."

She took the moment to grind down into his lap immediately eliciting a reaction from his member that began to grow hard.

"That's because you haven't had your way with me yet Lucas Scott."

Her raspy proposition got a groan from the blonde writer as he allowed his hands to glide from her thighs to her hips and then up to her breasts.

"You, Brooke Davis, are defiantly my muse."

He began to massage her mounds as she moaned throwing her head back. He sat up to softly kiss the spot on her neck that he knows she loves and relentlessly starts to attack it with his tounge while unbuttoning her shirt. He removes it and sits back to take in the sight of her lace covered breasts and said a silent thank you to whoever created this body. She looked at him and he couldn't help but feel like he was exactly where he was suppose to be. He once again sat up and started to kiss the skin above her breasts as she reached around to undo her own bra. She pushed him back so she could remove it when his lips crashed into her's. They indulged in the kiss for a moment till his hands found her nipples and began to massage them. He broke the kiss and looked into her eyes and saw nothing but passion.

"I don't know what this is Brooke but I-"

"Don't talk, you'll ruin it."

"Ruin what? That's the thing I don't know what this is."

"And you want to talk about this now."

"I want to talk about it soon."

She kissed him lightly before getting up from his lap making him groan.

"I shouldn't have said anything."

"It's okay to wonder what it is we're doing" she said as she began to unzip her skirt and let it fall to the floor.

"I wonder about us too sometimes."

He tried to focus on her words but he seductive strip tease made it hard.

"but right now, the only thing I'm wondering about is just how many orgasm's it's gonna take to help you get done with this next chapter" she said as she played with the waistband of her boy short lace panties. Lucas rose from the couch and walked to her and stopped right in front of her.

"It's good to know you think about us maybe being an us too."

"I think about it, but I must not be doing something right if you're still thinking about anything other than the naked body in front of you."

"Well see, you're not all the way naked yet."

Lucas kneeled down and took either side of her panties and slid them down her legs slowly. Once at the floor he slid one hand up her leg. He looked up at her and it was at that moment he knew this girl had become more than just a casual fuck to him. He took a few fingers and teased her folds and watched as her eyes rolled into the back of her head in anticipation. Her wait would soon be rewarded as he slipped a finger between her folds and began slowly working in and out as she let out soft moans of pleasure. He smiled as he slipped in an extra finger and felt her trimble at his touch.

"You don't play fair Scott" was all she could manage out.

"I never do Davis."

Lucas could always find so many happy moments he had spent with this Pretty girl but they all seem to fade as he sat at the bar and watched her enter. His heart skipped a beat as he saw he focus in on him and smile a little. He has long sonce hoped he would see that smile again. She sat next to him and they sat there in awkward silence for a moment.

"So how have you been?"

"I've been good. You?"

"As good as can be. I really missed you. My writers block is a worse as it's ever been."

She smirked at his words as she remembered him speaking of her as his muse once upon a time.

"Yeah well, sorry but not much I can do about that."

The bartender walked up ready to take their order.

"So what'll it be dimple?"

"It'll be the usual Marco, Is Rachel here yet?"

"No not yet, so are we ever gonna get you back on stage?"

Lucas frowned a little at the bartenders boldness.

"Maybe if you stop feeding me those watered down dip shits you call drinks."

"Aww come on Davis, you know how Chase is about the liquor. Bar policy."

"Well I guess my return back to that stage is put off for another day. I'll have the usual and my friend here will have a .beer, domestic, whatever you got on tap."

"You got it dimples." The bartender shot her a smile and then quickly went to work on the drinks.

"Dimples huh?"

"Shut up."

"So you been up on the stage too. I hate that I missed that."

"I said shut up." Brooke said mildly annoyed. The bartender came back with the drinks and sat them down but not before he winked at Brooke.

"So talk, what is it you wanted to explain so badly?"

"I want you to marry me."

Brooke nearly spit out the drink she had just sipped.

"And you say that with a straight face."

"Look I know this is outta left field but it would be more of a business deal than a-"

"Real marriage .why, why me?"

"I need to be able to do this with someone I can trust and that's you. It sounds pathetic but when I thought about it there was no one else I wanted to be Mrs. Scott."

"Except the other person you asked."

Lucas froze for a moment and figured Rachel must've let it slip.

"Look, I only asked Rachel-"

"You asked Rachel!"

Uh oh was all that came to mind.

"Well I I only asked her because I didn't know where to find you and-"

"Save it Lucas, so what you're asking me because she's already spoken for."

He could hear the anger building up in her voice.

"Lucas, I don't know about this and I don't ."

"Brooke, I would've asked you first, and besides I'm asking now because I need you to say yes."

"But why, why do you need a wife?"

"It's complicated, My father is holding my money ransom and the only way I can get it is to put a Scott behind someone's name. I'm really hoping that person to be you."

"Lucas, this is crazy, you don't even really know me."

"I know you love the movie weird science, you love to go shopping when you need to clear your head and you hate it when people don't smile back when you smile at them. Please just think about it okay?"

His phone went off when he saw a message from his brother.

What's up big Bro, I'm in town. Meet me at your apartment. We need to talk.

"Look I gotta get going so why don't you finish your drink and think about it. If by the time you finish it you're still leary about the proposal just text me and tell me. I'll understand."

"Fine, I'll think about it."

He took his hand and softly caressed her cheek.

"Thanks Pretty Girl, that's all I'm asking for."

He allowed his hand to fall away as he backed away to the door. Brooke watched him leave and began to give is proposal serious thought.

"I get he has a cute ass but you don't have to stare as he goes."

Brooke rolled her eyes knowing full well Rachel was right behind her.

"So what, he does have a cute ass and I can stare if I want, after all he might be my future husband."

"So he asked you huh?"

"So he asked you first?"

A slight look of panic crossed her face.

"So he told you about that huh?"

"I can't believe you didn't tell me. What eles are you hiding from me Rach?"

Rachel paused for a moment and thought over her next words.

"Okay, so there is more. After his oh so despereate marriage proposal I got a little snoopy-"

"What else is new?"
"I'm telling a story here bitch, so after a little snooping I think I found the reason for why he wants a wife, or atleast why daddy wants him married off as quickly as possible.

Across town Lucas was gearing up for a meet and greet with his brother. He walked into his apartment and saw his brother sitting on his couch.

"So Nathan, to what do I owe this impromptu visit?"

"Mom wanted me to see you, she figured one of us better come see you."

Lucas scoffed. The thought of his mother sending his brother to check on him was rich. She hadn't spoken a word to him since he got famous and all of a sudden she cared.

"Funny, didn't think she still cared, after all she was the one that threw me out after she thought I was acting too much like Dan."

"Lucas don't do that. Do you know she hasn't been the same since you left, she loves you Luc. Why don't you just come home for a little while. Haley misses you, she's due in about a few months."

Lucas had almost forgot. His nephew was due to be born in a few months. James Lucas Scott, his nephew.

"I'm sorry I haven't been back to visit in a while but I've been busy. But hey, I might have a big reason to visit here soon. I'm getting married."
"Married, Really, to who?"

"That's not important right now but as soon as I get some time I'll bring her home to meet everyone. I promise."

"Sure Luc, you always promise and then the days, weeks and months pass and still you never show up."

Nathan got up and crossed the floor to his brother.

"Haley and I want you around, we just don't want mini Dan to come when he pleases."

"I get it Nate, I really do. I hate Dan as much as the rest of you I just don't let that hate get in the way of me using him to get what I want."

"Will you listen to yourdelf, you sound just like him."

There was no hiding Nate's anger. He wanted nothing more than to grab his brother and drag him out of there, all the way back home.

"Everytime I come up here I start to see less and less of the brother I use to love and more of the man that I hate he's becoming."

Nathan started to leave when Lucas grabbed his arm.

"Nathan wait."

"I'm done waiting Lucas, waiting for you to come to your sense and leave Dan before he turns you into something you can't some back from."

Nathan broke from his brothers grasp and walked out slamming the door behind him. He stood there thinking for a moment. He could leave and go after his brother right now and go back home and he knew he would be welcomed back with open arms or he could stay, take a wife and obey Dan and get his money. Lucas took out his phone and began to text.

So what's it gonna be, are you the future Mrs. Scott or what?

He selected two numbers out of his phone to send the message to, Brooke and Peyton. Once the message was sent he stood there waiting for either to respond. His phone sounded off to the sound of a text being received and then another. He looked at both.

From 919-303-2662

No, sorry.

From 919-223-0301

Yes.

Lucas looked at the text and sighed. Now there was no coming back.

Mr. Scott Your son is here to see you. He says he wants you to meet your soon to be daughter in law.

Dan smirked. He was a little proud, his son worked fast.

"Send them in."

Dan leaned back in his chair and awaited fort hem to enter. He was alittle thrown when he saw the beauty his son had showed up with. He half expected him to show up with some huge tit stripper but this woman was well a woman.

"Dad I'd like you to meet my fianc Brooke Davis."

She extened her hand and smiled at Dan. Did she have a killer smile or what Dan thought.

"Well, Ms. Davis, it is a pleasure to meet you."

"Pleasures all yours" she said in that raspy way that drove men crazy.

"Lucas why don't you give me and Ms. Davis a moment alone to talk, just to make sure she's on the up and up" Dan said without taking his eyes off of Brooke. This made Lucas uneasy. Brooke looked to Lucas to calm an already brooding look she saw forming on his face. She turned turned to him and placed her hands on either side of his face.

"Hey don't worry about it. I can handle him."

"You don't know Dan."

"I know there isn't a man alive that can take Brooke Davis, soon to be Scott and and live to say he won. Now go, you can start making those calls about the impending marriage to whom it may concern."

Lucas looked her in the eyes and felt nothing but jelousy. If only he had a tenth of her courage to take on Dan maybe he wouldn't have to marry off to someone. Maybe he would've been the man the others in his family had hoped him to be.

"Okay, I'll be out in the hall making calls."

Lucas left and Brooke watched as he exited and shut the door behind him. Dan on the other hand hadn't taken his eyes off Brooke's ass.

"So Ms. Davis, let's get down to business."
"Yes Mr. Scott lets." She walked over to the chairs in front of his desk and sat with her legs crossed.

"So this is the deal. You marry my son and you get a five hundred thousand for staying married to him for a year. You go out in public to make appearances because the marriage need to look real. Got it. Five hundred thousand to put on the act of the loving newlywed. If at any point you or he step out on the marriage the deal is off, so you need to do your part to make sure my son stays happy at home."

Dan's eyes washed over Brooke's body and he found it hard to not like what he saw.

"So do we have a deal?"

"Sorry Dan, but no, no deal."

He laughed at her boldness. Who the hell did she think she was? Oh well Dan thought.

"Okay Ms. Davis, sorry we couldn't do business."

"Oh we can still do businesss, but these where the terms I was thinking along the lines of. See before I go into detail I feel I should let you in on a little info that came into my possession. See a friend of mine did a little digging and found out the real reason you're so hot to marry off young Scott. Sonething to the tune of 3 billion" she said with a smile and by the look on Dan's face she knew she had him right where she wanted him. She uncrossed her legs and rose out of her seat and walked to his bar he had set up by the windows.

"You see, the moment I found out that trust was set up for Lucas by his beloved grandfather for him and his family, as a wedding gift, I knew that was exactly the reason. If I had any doubt that was gone the moment I saw the info on the other trust you depleted that he had set up for his other grand-son Nathan Scott. So I did a little more digging and discovered poor Nate had no idea of the money he was suppose to have inherited. That is very evident the moment you take a look at his some what strained finances." She finished pouring herself a bourbon and walked back over to Dan but sat directly on his desk crossing her legs in that oh so seductive way that drove men crazy.

"So with all that said you have a choice Danny" she said as she placed the drink in front of him to take before she continued. "The deal is if you want me to stay quiet I want five million, plus whatever it was you promised Lucas and then I will marry your son and play the part of the dutiful and doting wife for the year and after that I get my divorce and my money and you keep yours."

Dan looked at his desk with pure anger and dared not look at her for fear he would strangle her out of sheer anger.

"I'm waiting Danny. Choice is yours, either we have a deal or we don't and I march right out there and tell your son the truth. I'm sure his next call will be to your other son and something tells me he won't be so happy with you stealing his trust and all."

After a moment of silence she hopped off the desk and slowly started to walk to the door.

"Wait" he sceamed. She stopped and slowly spun on her heels allowing the grin that danced on her face to be visible to him.

"Fine, looks like we have a deal."

"Good, now why don't you let you secretary know to send in our boy."

Dan buzzed back to the front desk.

"Will you let my son know he can come back in."

"Will do Mr. Scott, as soon as he's off the phone."

Dan turned his attention back to Brooke who was back at the bar making a couple more drinks for her and her fianc .

"You know maybe I should call off the deal and keep you for myself. You seem to be too much woman for my son out there."

"Careful, you sound like one of those dirty old men at the playground."

"Maybe so, but if you ever feel like you want an older more mature Scott man, you let me know. I won't count it against you."

Brooke turned and shot him a dirty look. Lucas came back in looking between the two and hoping that what he walked back in on wasn't as blood bath. He walked up to Brooke and placed a hand on the small of her back and took the glass she offered in the other.

"So what's the verdict? Does father approve?"

"I very much approve. You defiantly made a great choice. This is going to be a great arrangement. Allow me to propose a toast to Brooke Davis, the future Mrs. Scott."

Both Brooke and Lucas raised their glasses. Lucas couldn't help but notice the look his father was giving Brooke. It sickened him. He also noticed the uneasy look Brooke had on her face. There was something going on but he couldn't worry about it now. He had asked his Pretty girl to marry him, and she had said yes.

Next Chapter

Lucas takes Brooke Home to meet the family

Things heat up

Brooke gets a big surprise