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Brooke frantically looked in her rearview mirror. She saw him approaching her so she did the only thing she could…she made a run for it. She jumped out of her car and made a mad dash to the front door. Once inside she tried to close it but it was too late. His foot blocked it and he was too strong for her to attempt to overpower him.
"Ma'am…"
"Officer, I'm sorry", she began.
"It's a little too late for that. Put your hands where I can see them."
"But you don't understand…"
"I think you're the one who doesn't understand. Speeding, driving recklessly, failing to pull over, then attempting to flee into a residence?"
"I'm really sorry. Look, I know this looks bad but it's not what it seems."
"Tell it to the judge, Miss."
"Sir, I promise I didn't do anything wrong. I didn't mean to speed and I'm sorry and I know I should have pulled over but it was dark and the street was empty and I got scared…look, I'm new in this town and…"
"Let me see your license, please."
She sighed before digging through her Louis Vuitton bag for her wallet.
"Here", she said.
"Brooke Davis?"
"That's me."
"Ma'am this is a North Carolina license. Are you advised that you have 30 days from the time of moving to switch over your information?"
"Yes but I'm a very busy woman and…"
"That's it. Hands behind your back."
"No. Please. I'm sorry."
"You want to add resisting arrest to your fine list of offenses tonight?"
"No, I just…God, I can't go to jail!"
He cuffed her anyway, despite her protests.
"I think we might need to do a search…a full body strip search", he sneered.
"What? Please, Officer…"
He callously ignored her pleas, undoing the buttons of her silk blouse one by one until a red lace bra that barely contained her breasts was exposed. His hands fondled them before he sank to his knees and let his fingers trail up her smooth, bare legs to the warmth radiating between her thighs. He peeled the panties from her hot, sticky flesh, marveling at how exquisite her body was.
"Very impressive."
"You'll never get away this, you bastard."
"Like I said…tell it to the judge", he said as he removed the cups of her bra, nipples springing to attention at the cool air.
His mouth found them, the tip of his tongue circling them. Despite her best efforts, Brooke whimpered. He teased her lovely mounds as she squirmed against the wall. He loved seeing her cuffed, unable to break through the restraints. His fingertip made it's way down to her belly button and finally he yanked up the skirt. He lifted her small frame off the floor, pulling his uniform pants and boxers down as he plowed into her. Brooke screamed.
"You like that?" he asked roughly.
Brooke just moaned, using his weight to wrap her legs around him. He moved in and out of her, his lips roughly crashing against her neck, leaving his mark. Her nails dug through his shirt until finally they released together. Brooke couldn't move or breathe.
"You okay?" he asked.
A smile crept to her lips.
"Oh hell yeah! Was that not awesome? Didn't I tell you?"
Lucas couldn't help but blush.
"Brooke…"
"Oh admit it. You had a great time."
"Okay, okay. I had a great time but I feel a little ridiculous in this stupid cop uniform."
"Oh it wasn't stupid a few minutes ago, Broody. It was very hot! Told you this role playing thing would be fun. When you get back from your next road trip, I get to be the horny nurse."
"Now that sounds good", he went to kiss her, nearly knocking her down in the process.
"Uh, the cuffs can come off now, Officer Scott."
"Sorry", he said sheepishly. "I'm not used to this freaky stuff."
"Freaky? Okay, I guess we are a little bit freaky but freaky can be good. Right?"
"I don't know", he mumbled.
"Right?" she giggled again, kissing his chest.
"Okay, freaky is good."
"That's what I thought."
Lucas looked over at her. Since they were 16, Brooke Davis had always had the uncanny ability to take him out of his element. He had gotten drunk for her, skipped countless curfews for her, even gotten a tattoo for her. Now she had him looking like one of the Village People, dressed as Philly's finest. God, how he loved that woman!
"This is nice", he commented.
"Oh yeah?"
"You get a firefighter's suit and I'll let you rescue me from a burning building, then there is always the naughty professor and…"
"Whoa, whoa. Slow it down, Cheery. That's all nice too but I mean this. You, me…here, now. Baby, I'm so glad you're here."
"You mean that?" she smiled.
"Of course I do."
"I'm glad, too."
"I told you this was a good idea, you moving here", he stroked her hair.
"You did, didn't you?"
"I sure did. And you know what else?"
"What Broody?"
"Next week, I have a three day break. Unheard of in the beginning of the season, right? But my time off happens to come right in the nick of time for the unveiling of Jennifer Lopez's new fashion line."
Brooke raised her eyebrows.
"J. Lo? I love J. Lo!"
"I know you do", he teased. "So that's why I worked my magic and scored these front row tickets to her Miami runway show but I know you're busy getting settled in a new city with work and…"
"Don't you dare!" she snatched them from him. "J. Lo, really? Good deal, babe! You are the man!"
"I know but thanks. I thought they would make you smile. You and me, two glorious nights in Florida."
"Sounds like absolute heaven", she kissed him.
"Nathan and Meg were supposed to join us but one of his games got rescheduled and…"
"What?"
"I said…"
"I heard what you said, Lucas. Whoa! Red light! Stop sign! Put it in 'R' and back up a few steps. As much as I love Jennifer Lopez and I do because she is a fashion icon, beauty idol, entrepreneur, musical genius, wonderful actress and all around fabulous diva, I would not go outside to empty the garbage with your loser brother and his pathetic, psycho wife much less South Beach."
Lucas sighed.
"Are we still on that?"
"Uh, let me think about it…yes!"
"Girls are so petty."
"Petty? I am not petty, Lucas Eugene Scott! From day one I have been nothing but nice to that girl and I considered her a real friend and sister and treated her as such. And she repays me by going off on me in front of everyone?"
"Look, she was under a lot of stress and…"
"Oh I'm sire and who wouldn't be, married to Nathan these days. He's a real Romeo."
"Brooke, babe, look…just don't talk shit about my brother, alright? I know he's been fucking up and there's a line longer than the one to get into Disney World to strangle him but he's still my brother."
"Fine."
"Don't be mad. But Megan is really sorry and Nathan is really changing."
"Yeah right."
"No, I'm serious. I talked to them yesterday. They're working stuff out and they both sounded a lot happier. I know Megan said some harsh things to you but…"
"Yeah and I so could have come back and hurt her dainty Catholic Stepford Wife feelings by telling her that her husband not only slept with his ex wife, but was closer than this to running off days before their wedding to reunite with Haley."
"And thank God you didn't because you're the bigger person and you're a nice girl and you know I would have killed you if you had done that."
"Yeah, yeah. Look, I'm not saying I hate Meg or anything but I definitely don't like what she did and petty or not, I'm not over it, Lucas. It's gonna take time and a hell of a lot more than an apology to fix this."
"If that's how you feel, fine. I respect that. Just remember, faults and drama and all, they're still family, my family. Both of them. Are you gonna be okay with that?"
She sighed and hugged him.
"Of course I will. And like I have a choice anyway. All the Scotts are cuckoo. You are the sanest one out of the bunch."
"Yikes. That's a scary thought", he quipped.
"Tell me about it. Listen, I'll get over it all and I'll try to speed up the process only for you, Broody but I want to concentrate on us. You and me. We have enough going on in our own lives. We can't keep getting involved in their messes."
"I know."
"I hope so because I'm being serious. It's alright to care but getting in the middle and trying to make everything better…this is their situation and we have to let them handle it."
Lucas took a deep breath.
"You're right, Brooke. You're absolutely right. It's just hard because I care so much."
"I know you do…and that's why I love you. You have a heart of gold, Luke."
He smiled and brushed her lips again with his.
"Okay. I'll make you a deal. From now on, I promise to quit meddling in Nathan's business and trying to save him all the time if…if you, speed up on forgiving Megan so we can all go and eventually be a happy family."
Brooke pouted as she thought for a minute.
"Okay, okay. You win. Deal", she shook his hand.
Lucas grinned.
"Alright, Cheery. From now on, it's just you and me."
She winked at him. She liked the sound of that.
"You and me."