Brooke Davis walked into the club like she owned the place. It was one of the hottest spots in down town LA, called Ignite, and the place sure lived up to its name. There was a long line outside that wrapped around the whole block.
As she made her way through the crowded club, she could feel the eyes on her. And she knew most of them were the lusting eyes of men, who were probably with their girls. She could only laugh and shake her head as she got the cat calls from them. She felt sorry for their girl friends as she wondered how they could be with guys like that. Guys who only thought with one head, and it wasn't the one attached to their necks.
As she made her way toward the bar, she caught the eyes of a fine looking specimen checking her out from across the bar. She offered him a dimpled smile as she continued on her way.
"Hey Joe!" She said as she approached the bartender, who was serving a customer, but laughed when he quickly averted his attention to her.
"Well, hello beautiful." Joe said as he took in her outfit. An off the shoulder lacy top that hid just enough to make a man's imagination run wild, and a short printed skirt that barely grazed the top of her thighs. His eyes traveled down the length of her legs to find that she was wearing fish net stockings with knee high black boots.
Brooke, noticing this, could only laugh. Men! She thought. They seem to have a one track mind when it came to woman. She snapped her fingers in front of his face, bringing his attention back to her face. "Yo, Joe, I'm up here, not down there." She said pointing the lower half of her body.
Joe could only laugh self consciously. "Brooke, babe, you know you could make me the happiest man in the world if you would just go out with me right?" He asked as he gave her his puppy dog eyes.
Brooke laughed at his sad puppy eyes. Joe was really a nice guy, one of the first ones she met upon arriving in California, and they had become close friends. Something that was unexpected to her, considering she'd never really been just friends with a guy before.
She reached up and patted the side of his face with her hand. Smiling sweetly she said, "You know I would gorgeous, but you see, there is someone by the name of Sienna, who happens to be one of my bestest friend, and your girlfriend, might I add, that wouldn't really be to crazy of that idea."
Joe placed a hand over his heart, pretending to be hurt by her rejection. And laughed when she rolled her eyes at him. Glancing around the club, he could see the attention Brooke was garnering since she entered the club. "I see you still have guys following you like a pack of lost puppies." He pointed to a couple of guys that were staring longingly at her.
Brooke waved them off with a flick of her wrist. "Joe, seriously, you know I don't come here to meet guys. Especially in a club."
"Than why do you come?" He raised an eyebrow in question as he placed a Seabreeze in front of her.
Brooke took a sip of her choice drink and shrugged her shoulders in response. "Can't a girl come out to a club without the intention of hooking up?"
"Not when a girl looks and dresses the way you do." He said as he pointed to her outfit. "You can't blame guys for wanting to get with an attractive girl such as yourself."
Brooke smiled at his words. "I'll take that as a compliment, thank you very much." She handed him her empty cup. "And I don't' mind the attention, as long as they're from single guys and not from ones who are already taken. Those guys just make me sick."
Joe just laughed at her tone of disgust. "Are Sienna and the girls meeting you here or are you flying solo tonight?"
"Flying solo babe! Now, I'm not going to keep you from your work, I'm going to go hit the dance floor." She blew him a kiss as she made her way to the dance floor.
Joe watched her as she started to move with the music. No matter what the song was, she always seemed to be able to move fluidly with the beat. Sometimes slow, sometimes fast, but always provocative. He wondered if she knew what kind of an effect she was having on the male population in the club as he saw a couple of guys both trying to dance with her at once. He could only shake his head in wonder and keep a close eye on his friend to make sure no unwanted suitor tried to do more than dance with her.
Brooke's eyes were closed as she moved to the beat of the song. She could feel the bodies surrounding her, but was so lost in the music that she didn't know there was a guy dancing with her until she felt his body pressed against hers. Surprised, she opened her eyes only to find herself face to face with the blue eyed man she saw from across the bar.
He smiled down at her, and raised his eyebrow in question. She nodded her head and they both started to sway to the music together. As their bodies swayed and touched, she found herself not able to tear her gaze from his. His eyes were so hypnotic, with its intense blue, that even if she wanted to she didn't think she could look away.
She closed her eyes again as she allowed herself to drown in the music. She ran her hands up his chest and moved her hips from side to side in rhythm to the beat. She took notice of the course muscles under her touch and the comfortable weight of his hand on her hips.
When the song ended, she extracted herself from his hold and offered him a dimpled smile before turning to walk away. As she started to turn away she mentally kicked herself for allowing a stranger to dance with her the way she had just danced with him. What was she thinking? He probably thought she was some easy slut or something. Embarrassed, she could only try to walk away with some dignity.
He grabbed her elbow gently before she disappeared into the crowd and smiled when she looked up in surprise. "My name is Lucas." He offered. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"Brooke!" She said as she returned his smile. And before she could answer him about the drink she noticed a hand grab his from behind and a girl's head pop out of nowhere.
"Lucas, where have you been? I've missed you!" The girl said as she wrapped an arm around his waist and pouted.
Brooke could only laugh at the situation. Didn't she just get through telling Joe about guys like this Lucas person? And here she was about to accept an offer to have drinks with a man who was already taken. Figures, first impressions are really never what they seem. "Well, it was nice meeting you Lucas, and thanks for the dance, but I'll have to say no to that drink. It seems your girlfriend here is starting to feel a little neglected." Not catching the surprised look in his eyes, she quickly turned her back and tried to make as graceful an exit as she could.
Lucas watched the stunning girl named Brooke walk away before he could even say anything.
"Who was that? And what's this about a girlfriend? Luke, when did you go and get yourself a girlfriend?" The girl next to him asked curiously.
Lucas looked down at her and sighed, understanding now what Brooke thought she saw. "I think she was talking about you Hales." He said as he placed a friendly arm around her shoulders.
"Me? What would make her think a thing like that?"
"Well, let's recap shall we? There I was, dancing with the most beautiful woman in this club, and as we finished, I finally was able to introduce myself and in turn got her name. I offered to buy her a drink and it looked like she was about to say yes, when all of a sudden my best friend comes up from behind me and wraps her arm around my waist." Lucas tapped a finger to his chin, pretending to be in thought. "I can only gather that is why she thought you were my girlfriend."
Haley cringed guiltily, knowing she might have caused her friend from hanging out with someone he was attracted to. "Sorry?" She offered with a smile.
Lucas could only shake his head at her and smile. He couldn't be mad at her, she didn't know. "It's alright Hales, but don't let it happen again, you're ruining any chance of an action I could be having with potential woman here."
He watched as she stuck her tongue out at him and he just ruffled her hair like he used to do when they were kids. "Alright you little snake, let's go. Where's that husband of yours so I can tell him to what a ragamuffin his wife is being?" That earned a jab in the stomach from Haley's elbow.
Brooke watched as the man she knew as Lucas walked away with the other woman, and for some reason felt used by him. Shaking her head, she made her way over to say bye to Joe, before she headed out into the cold night air and flagged herself a cab for home. Tomorrow will be another day, and all thoughts of this Lucas person would be gone.