Warnings/Spoilers: Everything belongs to Ryan Murphy; I just bring the characters out to play. A drabble.
Summary: Sam spies on Brooke.
The last time someone spied on Brooke without her knowledge, Harrison ended up helping her upstairs after Nicole left her drunk on a reclining beach chair. Sam knew this was out of the question. She couldn't be caught; a good investigative journalist was never caught. The brunette watched eagerly as Brooke dove into the pool, did a few laps and then came up for air. Sam turned away, thinking she'd combust as Brooke ran her hands through her hair and looked up just in time to see the brunette walk away from the window. Two could play at that game.