Authors Note: Thanks again for all the reviews, they are quite inspiring. Here's a B/L chapter for everyone. Uh, not much else to say.

Chapter 4

Brooke was bored. It was Tuesday night and there was nothing on television. The kids were already asleep and no one was online to talk to. She had magazines she could read, but reading was not very appealing at the moment. She wanted to do something with someone and the only available person in the house was Lucas.

Ever since she had moved in a few weeks ago Lucas had been avoiding her. They saw each other during meals and when discussing things about the kids but that was the extent of their conversations. Being ignored was not something Brooke Davis was used to or accepted. She decided to change things.

"Hey Lucas," Lucas looked up and saw Brooke leaning on the doorway. He was at his computer checking on his fantasy football league. He was bored and was almost happy to have a distraction.

"Hi Brooke, what do you need?" He watched as she sashayed into the room. Any man that said Brooke was not attractive was lying. As far as women came she was in the top tier. She sat down on his desk and looked him square in the eye.

"You. I'm bored and I was thinking we could play a game of pool. I noticed that nice pool table in the game room and it's a shame it's going to waste. So I was thinking we could open a few beers and play a nice friendly game of pool."

Lucas had to admit Brooke's offer was tempting. He hadn't had a nice relaxing kick back night in awhile and with the pre-season starting in a few weeks he didn't know when he would get another one.

"Alright. Go get the beer and I'll meet you in there." A grin spread across Brooke's face.

"Sweet." She got up and walked to the door, "Oh and just so you know your fantasy team looks pretty good." And with one last wink she was out the door. His mom was definitely right, Brooke was one of a kind.

As he got to the game room he saw Brooke, beer in hand, setting up the game. "Hey gorgeous. So I thought of a nice little twist. Seems since I've been here we haven't really gotten talk. So, every time I sink a ball, you answer one of my questions and vice versa. How does that sound?" Lucas shook his head and grinned at her. He really didn't think he could really get out of it even if he wanted too.

"Whatever you want, I'm at your disposal tonight. Tonight you are the boss." Brooke just grinned back at him.

"Baby, I'm always the boss." Brooke didn't know what had gotten her, up until now they had been very professional and now she was flirting with her boss like he was any normal guy. Brooke handed him a beer then went to line up the cue ball.

"Who says you get to go first?"

"Ladies first." She hit the cue ball and when it hit the others balls went every where. Brooke noticed one solid go in the pocket and grinned broadly. "Well looks like I'm solids and time for your first question. We'll start easy. So Mr. Scott, what is your name?"

Luke threw back his head, he hated his middle name. Reluctantly he answered, "Eugene." Brooke tried to stifle her giggles and went and lined up another shot. With ease another solid went in.

"What's the wildest thing you've ever done?"

"I thought you said we were starting easy?"

"That is easy." Lucas thought a moment before answering.

"Well once in high school I kinda had a threesome with my girlfriend and one of our other friends." Brooke's mouth hung down in shock.

"What do you mean kinda? You either did or you didn't. Please explain." Lucas regretted saying anything.

"Well Peyton and I were high school sweethearts. In our senior year of high school we were kinda bored with our sex life so we decided to try and spice things up. There was this club back home and we picked up this other girl Anna. We all went back to her place and yeah, I can't say any more. A gentleman does not kiss and tell."

"Well sir, I am in shock. Who knew you had that in you? Interesting, very. Well my turn." Brooke missed this time and Lucas suspected she did it on purpose. He had a feeling Brooke was the kind of girl who loved to talk about herself. Lucas picked up his cue stick and sunk a striped.

"Alright, do you have any tattoos?" Brooke grinned slyly before unbuttoning her jeans and pulling her panties down a little to reveal a tattoo. Before he could get a really good look Brooke quickly buttoned her pants back up. "I didn't get a good enough look."

"Sorry sweetheart, the good looks are reserved for my man only. Now take your next shot." After taking a sip of beer Lucas lined up his cue stick and lined up another shot.

"Next question, what's the worst thing you've ever done?"

"Before I answer, one second," Brooked chugged the rest of her beer and slammed it onto the bar. "I was the school slut in high school and up until a few years ago. Most of the guys I've ever slept with had girlfriends at the time. Usually the guy's girlfriends I didn't care for. So after the fact I'd go and tell them. Yeah, not my proudest moments. Luckily for me I grew out of that habit and have been in a monogamous relationship with the same guy for the past year. Which is a record for me."

"Interesting." The rest of the game progressed like that. After the first game was over they played another. By the end of the night two six packs of beer were gone and the two were giggling on the couch like old friends. Brooke couldn't believe she had gotten drunk with her boss and Luke couldn't believe he had gotten drunk with the nanny. "I've never seen a chick play pool as well as you do."

"I've had a lot of practice. Daddy-daughter time at my house consisted of my dad teaching me how to play. Later I learned it was a great tool for picking up guys. Hee, Haley and I once hustled these two losers. We were at this bar playing and these two guys came up and asked for a game. We said yes and lost the first game. They were totally gloating so we asked for a second game. Needless to say we showed no mercy that time. By the time we were done with them they had bought all our drinks and walked out of the bar in only boxers and socks. It was CLASSIC!"

The two burst into another fit of giggles thinking about the situation. Lucas looked at the clock and noticed the time. "We better get to bed, it's one am and someone has to take Jason to school tomorrow." At that time a faint cry was heard over the baby monitor. "And miss Francis sounds hungry."

"I'll get her. You go to bed. You have practice tomorrow anyways. Night." Brooke stood up and started towards the door.

"Hey Brooke,"

"yeah?"

"Thanks for tonight. I had a good time."

"No problem, anytime."