Author- Emily-Grace Mendes (Brookebynature)

Disclaimer- I don't own the show or the characters. only this story...

A/N- Sorry for the time it's taken me to get this chapter up, but hey, it's the summer break now, so chapters should be coming more frequently, on both stories I have. A huge thank you to everyone who has reviewed, I reallyreally appreciate them. keep 'em coming guys :) Enjoy xxx

Just Watch Her Move

Chapter 6- Wanting You

The bed sheets were a little dishevelled to say the least when Brooke woke from her sleep. She expected Lucas' warm body to be lying next to hers, at least one arm round her, preferably two. But when she felt the rush of air against her side, she knew he wasn't there.

Her stomach seemed to sink when she looked up and noticed that his clothes were no longer strewn across the floor, creating some kind of fashionable look across her wooden floors.

So he'd realised that cheating on his wife was a mistake and he felt guilty. But what kind of an excuse was that to leave her there, without so much as a note or even a kiss goodbye? Maybe it was the whole cancer thing that had scared him off, made him run.

Brooke groaned a little and laid her head back down onto the pillow, closing her eyes tightly shut and hoping that when she opened them again, Lucas would be lying next to her, that silly squint on his face as he looked at her.

He made it to the office in enough time, his hair was unstyled, his clothes creased, but at least those creases reminded him of Brooke and the night that they'd shared. Sure enough, that symbolic cup of coffee and blueberry muffin were placed knowingly by his mouse mat, a small paper napkin accompanying them.

"Good morning Mr Scott" He nodded to his secretary the same way he had done for the past few years. He wondered when it was that he'd stopped officially communicating with his staff, instead offering them a nod or a shake of his head as a response. Some would call it rude, but they all knew he had other things on his mind. Lucas wasn't a hard guy to read.

He wondered if leaving the note by the fridge was a good idea. Maybe he should have woken her, told her that he had to be at the office. But Brooke had looked so peaceful sleeping there, he hadn't had the heart to wake her.

Lucas was trying desperately not to think about what she'd told him last night, but the words 'I have cancer' played in his head like a record on repeat, a record that he couldn't turn off, no matter how hard he tried.

He also hadn't imagined feeling this guilty about what he'd done to Peyton. Lucas knew she was probably in a hotel room somewhere, doing the exact same thing he had. Except maybe she wasn't feeling guilty, maybe she was just focusing on what she wanted. Lucas didn't blame her.

He was waiting for her at the bar by the time she'd arrived for work, wearing a short brown skirt that seemed to have a lot of material for its length, perhaps enabling her to twirl around with the material flowing out around her. Brooke had teamed it with a light pink camisole, silky, as the red one the other night had been.

That smile was playing across her lips when she saw him, her hazel eyes gleaming. It was like she oozed radiance, warmth, beauty. And she had Lucas captivated ever since he set eyes on her. He knew that wasn't going to change any time soon.

"Couldn't get enough huh?" she whispered into his ear, dangerously close to Brandon who was watching the two of them from his position behind the bar. She kept her head close to his as she felt his breath burn against her neck.

"I couldn't ever get enough of that"

She snapped up, smiling at him, but walked behind the bar to the other end, leaving Lucas sat there, no scotch in hand, just simply watching her. Did she always have a plan to leave him hanging when he'd just admitted something to her? Or maybe she was just playing it cool in front of Brandon. Either way, it made him want her even more.

"Scotch please" Lucas told Brandon, nodding when he asked whether Lucas wanted ice.

"So what's happening with you and Brooke?" Brandon asked, eyeing the blonde man in front of him.

Lucas shrugged. He didn't actually know what was going on. They weren't dating, they weren't together. Maybe it was juts a one night stand.

"Just hanging out"

Brandon nodded, but Lucas got the impression that he didn't believe him. Mind you, why should he?

"Just hanging out huh?"

Lucas nodded

"Well be careful with her."

"Hope you guys aren't talking about me" Brooke bounced over, that cheery smile on her lips as she tossed her hair over her shoulders.

"So what if we were?" Lucas smirked.

"Well broody boy" Brooke raised her eyebrows, her signature expression. "It'd better be all good."

Dance with me" Brooke whispered sexily in Lucas' ear when Brandon wasn't looking. She led him once again, to the middle of the dance floor, the crowd whirling around them as the beats started to thump in Lucas' chest. He savoured this feeling.

"So Brandon's kinda…"

"Overprotective? Nosy?" Brooke offered, chuckling a little.

"Just a bit"

"He's just looking out for me."

"So he knows about the cancer?" Lucas asked, which was met by a shrug from Brooke.

"I never actually told him, but I think he's guessed."

"I'd have never……"

"I know" Brooke cut in, pushing her body into Lucas further as she began to grind. He felt himself become hotter at Brooke's touch and tried his best to stifle a moan.

"So why tell me?"

"I didn't want you to be here one day and have to find out from someone else."

"Ya know…." Lucas moved closer, letting his hands guide Brooke's hips from side to side. "You know how to keep a guy guessing."

"That's what it's all about though isn't it?"

"What?"

"Surprises. That's what life is about. If there's no surprises, then what's the point?"

Lucas looked at Brooke confused. She was the only person he'd ever met who could dance like this while having a serious conversation. Her eyeliner wasn't smudged tonight, it was the first time he'd seen her like that. There seemed something different about her tonight, something more open.

"So are you staying with me again tonight?" She asked, that trademark eyebrow raise back again.

Lucas shook his head slowly. "I think I should go home."

"Now?"

"No, but later, I don't think we should….you know….."

"What do you want to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you could do anything right now." Brooke started, leading him to some area of the club he'd never been before. It had couches and soft lighting. The music wasn't quite so loud, and the place wasn't as crowded. But he knew he'd have to admit things to her now. Things that he was trying to tell himself he didn't feel.

They sat down, Brooke starting her question again.

"If you could do anything right now, what would it be?"

Lucas shrugged. "I don't know, what would you do?"

"You're taking the focus off you" Brooke stated.

"Well why does it have to be on me?" Lucas' voice echoed through Brooke's ears, his loud, serious shouting tone making her want to shout back.

"Because then it would be on me!" She was shouting too now, oblivious to the fact that she was supposed to be working, and not 'fraternising with the customers'

"What's so wrong with that?" His voice was getting even louder now, his fists clenched beside him.

"Because then I'd have to admit stuff that I don't want to."

"Like what?" His expression softened a little, his eyes begging her to tell him. He hated being made to tell her things that he didn't even want to believe himself, and here she was, not telling him anything about her. It wasn't fair.

"Like I want you"

He sat there, in some sort of dazed confusion, working out silently in his head what he should say, or what he should do. He had no idea.

"I….I think I should probably go"

Lucas stood up beside Brooke, not wanting to look down at her, not wanting to meet her gaze. Because if he did, then it would make things a whole lot harder, and it was going to be hard enough as it was.

He didn't really expect her to tell him to stay, to tell him that she was joking, laugh it off. But still, Lucas was disappointed when she let him walk away without so much as saying goodbye. He told himself he wasn't going back, that he wasn't going to get close to Brooke again. It would hurt all three of them: himself, Brooke and Peyton.

Peyton. he hadn't so much as even phoned her. And now he was getting too close to someone he'd barely known for a week. Things just weren't supposed to happen like that. Brooke was a whim, an infatuation, something that made him happy again. He was done with that now, done with being selfish, with cheating on Peyton. That's what he told himself.

But Lucas knew he'd be back. It wouldn't take long.

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