"Ron…" Brooke massaged the wrinkles in her forehead trying to realize herself. "You can't keep me here if I don't want to be. I'm allowed to quit my job…"

"You are allowed…" he nodded in agreement scribbling down on his papers. "But you have a contract…"

"I know that but-"

"No buts Brooke…" he flew his hand up cutting her off. "I may like you and find you cute but I am a business man. This is my business and I'm not going to let go of one of my top money makers because she has grown a conscious."

"You can't keep me here," she growled never thinking quitting a job would be this hard.

"No but this," he grabbed her contract from under a pile. "Does…for at least another month and a half…"

"And if I quit now and say screw your contract?" she challenged and watch the smirk that grew across his face.

"Well if you do that I would sue you. And you would lose a hell of a lot more money and I would make a whole lot more than if you stayed this next month and a half. So…" he leaned on the desk, his yellow teeth right in her face. "But on a cute outfit, shake your ass and go see table four…" he ordered and with a glare Brooke threw herself from the chair and headed towards the door. "That 'a girl," he winked and Brooke slammed the door as she walked the red hall towards the music and lights. Her stomach hurting and skin crawling at the man sitting at the table.

"Penny," he flashed a smirk as his arm laid casually over the back of the booth. "Or is it Brooke? I don't really know anymore…"

"What do you want Felix?" Brooke growled crossing her arms over her chest.

"I want a dance," he patted his lap and she stayed put in her spot. "I paid for it…"

"Then I will find someone else to crawl all over your slimy ass," she hissed, dropping her arms and heading to find Tabby or someone else. "Ouch…" she cringed when his hand latched onto her arm and jerked her down towards him. "Let me go…" she gritted her teeth yanking her arm. "Felix you are hurting me let me go…"

"No…" venom wrapped around his words and a chill ran down her spine. "I want you…"

"You can't have me…" she growled, his grip tightening making her arm sore.

"I can…" his lips slipped into a smirk, jerking her around to drop in his lap.

"Let me go Felix…" she wiggled but his grip just got that much tighter.

"Listen to me Brooke…" he grabbed her chin to look at him. "What…hey," he gripped tighter on her chin when she yanked her face back. "Listen to me Brooke…" he ordered and her heart raced in her chest. "What would you do if your sweet Lucas knew what you were really doing at night?" he raised a brow and her mouth snapped shut. "He wouldn't be happy…"

"Lucas loves me…" she stated and he let out a deep chuckle.

"Oh sweetheart," he brushed her hair back shaking his head. "Lucas loves his job…he may act as if it's not true but he loves his money and he loves everyone loves him. He has a reputation to keep; his brother and family have a reputation to keep so what you think he is going to do when the world knows his sweet little girlfriend takes her clothes off for money?"

"He…he loves me…" she repeated yet this time not as confident as before.

"He may love you but would he really give up everything for you?" he questioned. "Look Brooke I like you," his voice dropped as almost caring as he brushed her hair back. "I won't say anything to anyone…"

"You won't?" her voice cracked a bit and he slowly nodded.

"Lucas won't ever know what it is you do and you won't lose him," he promised and a breath of relief escaped her. "But…" he tilted her face to look at his, seeing the pain all in her eyes and his grip released slowly. "You help me out? And right now helping me out is dancing for me. I'm not asking for much. Just a dance," he whispered as the new song changed. "There you go," he smiled as she started to move to the beat. "Don't cry Brooke," he reached up knocking the tear away. "You're too pretty to cry…"

"Luke?" she called as she stepped into the large apartment. "Broody you here?" she placed down her bag. Listening as she heard a slight giggle and let it carrier her towards the sound. A smile etched on her face as she watched the two blonde boys that held her heart sitting on the floor, toy cars surrounding them as a movie played on the screen. "What's going on here?" she kinked a brow with a smile.

"Momma!" Easton beamed jumping up and running towards her as she kneeled down for him. "Try dis," he shoved a straw in her mouth. "It ice cream coke…"

"A coke float," Lucas wiped his hands on his pants as he stood and walked over to her.

"Yummy..." Brooke smiled wiping her lip.

"Sorry he isn't in bed," Lucas scratched the back of his neck. "We were about to but we kinda took a nap earlier and haven't really gotten tired again yet," he explained hoping she wasn't upset Easton was still up.

"That's fine," she leaned up on her toes pressing a kiss to his cheek.

"Have fun with Rachel?" he questioned moving back into the living room and Easton's little footsteps following close behind.

"Oh...umm…yeah," she lied swallowing the large lump in her throat. "We had fun but do you mind if maybe I jump in the shower?"

"Not at all," he told her quickly knowing she never had to ask to do something at his place. "We will finish the movie and when you are done we promise to be ready for bed. Right little dude?"

"Right," Easton nodded sucking on his straw. "Bed, bed."

"Good," she leaned down and kissed Easton's head as she grabbed her bag from the floor. "Be right back," she moved around them and quickly getting to the backroom and shutting the door. Tugging off her clothes she felt like she could finally breathe, she hated how she felt when she left work, always dirty and gross and Felix just added to that tonight. She hated the man, she truly hated him and hated even more someone like him had something over her head. Jumping in the shower she turned it on as hot as it would go without burning hoping it would remove the dirt and grime of feeling him on her. His hands, his scent, his mouth as it would brush against her skin as she moved. It was the first time in a long time she felt how she did when she was with Carter.

"Brooke?" her body froze still in the water as she heard the door open. "Pretty Girl, you alright?"

"Uh… yeah," her voice cracked a bit and she cleared it to get it back. "Why?"

"Because you've been in here for a while now," he shut the door to the steam filled room behind him. "Easton and I finished the movie and his sugar high finally crashed… he's asleep now…"

"Oh…" she said not realizing she zoned out so much that time had passed. "Well…" she breathed in deep not wanting him to notice something off with her. "Would you like to join me then?" she peaked out the curtain at him.

"I don't know I'm pretty tired," he told her and a pout plastered on her plumb lips.

"But I'm naked," her voice turned slightly childlike as she slid her leg slowly out the curtain. "And all alone…"

"That…that is true…" he stuttered a bit watching as she rubbed some soap along her leg.

"And I don't have anyone to wash my back…"

"Well we wouldn't want that dirty huh?" he corked a brow and she smirked slowly shaking her head. "Well for the fact of being clean I guess I could help you…"

"Yes cause clearly it's such a chore for you," she teased as she watched him strip down.

"Clearly," he agreed pulling the curtain back and stepping inside. It amazed him how seeing her this way still made a chill run down his spin and breath catch. Even seeing her naked many times before it was like seeing her this way for the first time and god she was beautiful.

"What?" she giggled looking up at him. "Why you looking at me like that?"

"You're just so beautiful," he shook his head dropping his forehead to hers. "I don't know how I got you…"

"Luke…" she ran her hand through his hair as it started to dampen.

"It nuts right?" he questioned and she turned a little confused. "Being like this…feeling like this so fast… that… I mean that doesn't happen…"

"It does…" she gave a slight shrug. "When it's the right person those feelings can hit you with a glance…"

"Oh with every glance with you it hits me," he admitted and she blushed as his eyes swept over her. "You know what we should do?"

"No Boyfriend what?" she flipped her eyes up to look at him and his mouth ran dry.

"We should get out of this shower and head to bed," he reasoned reaching over and shutting off the water that was starting to become cold.

"But I'm not really tired…" she informed him and he got a sneak grin wrapping a warm puffy towel around her.

"Yeah, neither am I," he pressed a kiss to her lips making her smile.

"Luke!" she giggled when he lifted her up and carried her to his room. "Easton didn't wear you out?" she mumbled along his lips as he laid her on his bed.

"I haven't lost my sugar high yet," he trapped her chin between his thumb and finger as he leaned back down kissing her.

"Mmm…" she moaned as he rocked his hips into hers, her really wishing their towels weren't there. "I missed you tonight," she pulled back to tell him. "I love that you let me go out with my friends and watch Easton but god I missed you so much tonight," she ran her hand through his hair truly meaning that. Even if she didn't go out with friends, he thought she had. He told her to take the night and relax without him and that made her feel so good inside.

"I missed you too," he ran his hand under her towel and felt the trail of goose bumps rise. "What if we stay in this whole weekend? Just me, you and Easton…."

"That would be amazing," she grinned at the idea of just them.

"Yeah it would," he let out a low growl dragging his teeth along her neck making her body tingle.

"Luke…" she massaged her fingers through his hair arching her body into his as he started to rock into her. "God, baby," she sucked her bottom lip as he lined himself against her. The tip of him grazing teasingly over the ache in between her leg. "Please…" she begged, twisting her head and kissing his earlobe. "I want you," she moaned in his ear, feeling his lips curve into a smirk along her neck. "I need you so bad," the rasp of her voice sending a chill down his spine. "Uhh…" her eyes fluttered shut as she felt him slide into her.

"I love hearing you beg," he smirked peeling off her neck to rest his forehead against hers. Rocking his hips back and forth into her loving the look of pure bless that crosses over her face. "I love you," he whispered low her eyes flying open to look at him. "God baby I love you so damn much," he threaded his fingers through her damp hair and slammed his mouth hard into hers, deepening their kiss before she could utter a single word.

Sorry this is so short…like stupid short but I just wanted to update! I was going to add the next chapter to this but I wanted a little more Creepy Felix first…so there he is…yeah I don't like him either!

Hope you liked the small chapter…Next one will be longer…Drama is about to pick up and once it hits it's going to be like the snowball affect…I hope you all don't hate me for it :(

But happy perfect Brucas can't last forever you know!

Well hope you liked! Please review!