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Chapter 3:

Brooke sat in her car outside The Garland Hotel for almost thirty minutes, she picked up her phone and dialed the all too familiar number, "Why can't I go in Rach?"

"Because you're a chicken shit, he's a bad kisser?" Rachel said into the receiver, "Or how about you are terrified of the idea of being with someone that actually likes you?" Brooke was quiet, "Too mean? I'm sorry Brooke, I didn't mean it."

"You did too," Brooke smirked, thinking about her best friend. They met in the forth grade and had been inseparable ever since, Brooke even introduced Rachel to the man that would complete her, Chris Keller, five years ago, "It's wrong though right, Julian and I are still married, should I really be going to some other man's hotel room? And I am a little bit chicken shit and the kissing part won't be a problem, both times I felt it in my toes."

"Are you going there to have sex with him?" Rachel asked.

Brooke thought for a minute, "That isn't the plan no..."

Rachel finished, "But, if he makes a move on you it will be on like Donkey Kong!"

Brooke giggled and shook her head, "Rachel, that can't happen. I need to sort out my life before THAT happens with anyone new."

"If you truly felt that way Davis you would have come over here after Julian the drunkard tried to make a move on you." Rachel paused, "So for once in your life follow your heart and tell that brain of yours to shove it. If he makes a move on you just go for it, sort out the Julian mess later."

After her pep talk from Rachel, Brooke finally got out of her car and went inside and headed for the elevator bank. Brooke could feel her heart racing, 'any harder it's going to beat out of my chest,' she thought as she watched the elevator go up to the fifth floor. With the chime, she existed and walked to the door of room 501, she took a deep breath and knocked. Lucas opened it and pulled her inside. He brought her in for a hug, "I was waiting on pins and needles till you got here, is everything alright? Did Julian realize we knew each other?"

Brooke smiled, thinking about how nice it was for a man to care, "No, he didn't notice anything between us. Julian had too much to drink to notice much of anything. When he drinks he gets a little too attentive, I didn't think he would leave me alone, so I decided to leave for the night."

"He didn't hurt you did he?" Lucas asked balling his fists.

"No, he isn't that type of drunk," Brooke put down her purse and sat down in the chair across from the bed, "He gets a little touchy and he wanted to talk about the next life step." She rubbed her temple, "we don't even sleep in the same room anymore and he wanted to have a serious conversation about us having a baby."

"You look exhausted," Lucas pulled her up out of the chair, "why don't you go freshen up and then get some rest. We can talk more in the morning."

Brooke half smiled, "that sounds like a brilliant idea Mr. Scott." Brooke headed towards the bathroom, "Thank you for inviting over, I usually just go to the office when things get too hairy at home."

"The office huh, I never got around to asking what you do," Lucas smiled as he searched the closet for extra bed linens. "We spent a lot of the our flight talking about me and the dinner was all about me. So tell me more about you."

"Wow, there's an amazing tub in here," Brooke whistled, "The studio must have really wanted you to accept their deal. I'm a fashion designer, I am the owner of Clothes Over Bros."

"I've heard of them, that's a big chain of stores. You must find that so fulfilling." Lucas said as he brought pillows and a blanket to the pull out sofa.

Brooke reemerged from the bathroom, "Actually no, we haven't turned a profit in two quarters. I own 49%, my parents own the other 51% and I hate it. They are always pushing the next expansion," Brooke ran her hands along the hem of her shirt, "I used to love designing new pieces and now I don't do any of that, everything is so generic and mass produced." Brooke sighed, "I wish I had never gone in to business with my parents. I did it because Julian and I didn't have any real money at the time and my parents did. So even though they were practically non existent I thought starting a business with them would change all that. I couldn't have been more wrong."

Lucas put everything in his hands down in front of him and sat down, "That's too bad. To be screwed over by your own parents is terrible." He ran his hands through his hair, "I understand, my biological dad is a real piece of work. Left my mom when she was pregnant with me. When I sold my first screenplay he sold a few stories to some tabloids about how I never wanted a relationship with him and how my mom and Uncle Keith poisoned me against him. It was such a mess, the only positive thing to come out of having Dan Scott as my father is Nathan, my little brother."

Brooke couldn't help but laugh, "I feel like I should welcome you to some children of shitty parents club. It's nice that you have a brother, I'm an only child. My parents had me because it was trendy to have a child at the time. For the longest I thought Lola, my nanny was my mother." Brooke sat down on the bed and pulled a pillow to her chest, "Tell me about your brother."

"Nathan's great, he plays in the NBA, he's a Maverick. His wife Haley is a singer, Haley James you might have heard of her." Lucas paused.

"When the Stars Go Blue is one of my favorite songs," Brooke smiled, "I always thought her and that Gavin guy were a couple though."

Lucas laughed, "Well if you ever meet my brother be sure to leave that little piece of information out, he hates that guy."

"Have they been married a long time?" Brooke asks as she pulls her hair into a ponytail.

"They got married when they were sixteen, about a month before Peyton and I got married."

Brooke's jaw dropped to the floor, "Jesus what are they putting in the water where you're from?"

Lucas put his hands up, "It was just us I swear. We all just felt it was right I guess. Since I'm now divorced I guess I'm not exactly the poster child for teen marriage."

Brooke grabbed her pajamas out of her bag, "Do you mind turning around? I didn't put my jammies on when I was in the bathroom."

"I'll close my eyes," Lucas put his hands over his eyes and continued, "I promise not to peek."

Brooke pulled off her clothes and stared at Lucas, she waited till he moved his hand and cracked one eye open, "I knew you would look."

"If you knew I would look why did you stay out here?" Lucas asked before closing his eyes again.

Brooke put the tank top over her head and pulled on her shorts, "I don't know." She looked at the bed he made for himself on the couch, "I should be the one sleeping on the couch." She stood in front of him and put her hands on her hips.

Lucas's heart caught in his throat, "I don't think you should stand like that."

"Like what?" Brooke asked staring down at her body.

"You look so sexy right now and I know that you're married." Lucas closed his eyes and leaned back, "But it's hard not to kiss you."

Brooke giggled at his admission, "I'm sorry I'll just sit down. I am married, but that's a bit complicated. Julian and I spend more time apart than we do together."

"Then why stay married?" Lucas wondered.

Brooke shrugged, "It was what was safe, I was always afraid that if I left him I would lose everything." She sighed and sat down next to him, "You know it's the whole devil you know verses the devil you don't know type of thing. I've spent a great deal of my life being a part of this couple, who am I without it?"

"Now that I can relate too, when Peyton and I separated I felt lost. I was where I wanted to be and I didn't feel any better. I had to refocus on the things that brought me joy,"Lucas put his arm around her, "I also know I want to pursue this if you say it's over with Julian, I can wait for you to work out all the logistics." He kissed her temple, "I don't want to be the reason you get divorced though."

"You aren't." Brooke leaned into him, "I would be lying if I said being around you doesn't make that decision easier. I felt what you felt earlier on the plane. There was a spark for me to Lucas." She pulled her legs up into her chest and faced him, "When you kissed me I felt like I was on fire, the feeling was incredible, like it could never be extinguished. But I am married and I wouldn't want anything we start to be tainted by it beginning badly."

Lucas pressed his head to hers, "Then why did you come over here tonight pretty girl?"

Brooke could feel his breath on her face, "Because you asked me to, and I wanted to." 'I want you to kiss me again,' she added to herself.

Lucas rubbed her cheek, "I heard everything you said about waiting till you're divorced," he tilted her chin towards him, "But I NEED to kiss you again. So I'm going to count to three, if you don't want me to kiss you that gives you an adequate amount of time to get off this couch and go get into bed, there won't be any awkwardness or hurt feelings I promise." He closed his eyes, "1... 2..."

Lucas felt Brooke's lips on his, a few minutes later she pulled back and smiled, "3..."

So what did you all think? I know this chapter wasn't as long as I would have liked but I thought it worked. I also know it was brucas heavy, next chapter I will be introducing some new characters. So stay tuned. :)

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Krystal