"Karen…" Easton wandered into the kitchen, his stuffed dog in hand.

"Well hello handsome," she placed the dish she was washing in the sink. "Where's momma?"

"She playing with Lily," he told her, chewing on the lid of his sippy cup. "Where Lucas?"

"I think he is on the front porch, why? You want him?" she asked and he nodded. "Ok then," she wiped her hand on her dish towel and reached for his little hand. "Let's go check," she smiled down at the little boy, smiling at Keith in sitting in the living room and heading out the front door.

"Found him!" Easton squealed, lunging himself into Lucas's lap.

"Found me," Lucas chuckled, lifting him up and sitting him in his lap.

"He was wondering where you were," Karen explained, smiling at the scene in front of her. Lucas looked extremely comfortable with the boy in his, and Easton looked completely relaxed in the lap of her son. "I think he might like you," she winked with a warm smile. "Dinner will be done in about an hour," she called over her shoulder before disappearing back in the house.

"Ok," Lucas called back. "So what's up dude?"

"You want to play ball with me?" he looked up at him, his blue eyes sparkling. "I play with Clay but he not here."

"We can play ball," he agreed, wanting to somehow become someone Easton came to because he thought of him first, not because Clay wasn't around. Even though he knew that was going to be hard, Easton was crazy about Clay and Clay felt the same. "What you want to play?"

"Football," he slid from his lap, pulling his hand. "I have on in my stuff."

"Alright, let's go get it," he chuckled, standing up and following the little boy.

"Momma," Easton walked into Lily's room, finding her sitting on the floor surrounded by Barbies.

"Hey baby," she kissed the side of his head as he walked over to his stuff. "What you doing?"

"Football," he told her, digging through his bag to find it.

"Oh so he pulled you into football, huh?" Brooke teased glancing at her boyfriend as he leaned against the door frame.

"Hey, you're playing Barbies," he pointed out and she just laughed, pulling a jacket on the plastic object. "Do you mind if I take him to a place down the street? It's not far."

"That's fine," she shrugged, trusting Lucas completely with her little boy. "Just make sure he has his jacket just in case he gets cold."

"Pretty Girl its almost sixty degrees outside," he chuckled, walking over and dropping a kiss to the top of her head. "Unlike you the world thinks that's warm."

"Oh shut up," she gave him a playful shove. "Just humor me."

"Alright," he straightened back up, running his hand over the top of her head.

"Found it!" Easton yelled excited, revealing a football that swallowed his little hands. "Here Lucas," he tossed it in the air, it landing in his hands.

"Follow your dreams, chase your wants and may everything you wish come true," Lucas flipped the ball in his hand, reading the scratchy writing. "Love Uncle Will," he glanced at Brooke who was staring hard at the Barbie.

"Gave it to me at my baby shower," she reached to grab a small comb. "Even though I had no clue if I was having a little boy or girl he assumed it was going to be a boy because he wanted a nephew," she let out a laugh, chewing her bottom lip.

"I'm sorry," Lucas dropped behind her, pressing a kiss to the back of her head.

"It's ok," she tilted her head to give him a sweet kiss. "Take care of both my boys ok?"

"Ok," he smiled, kissing her forehead and standing up. "Bye Lil," Lucas kissed her head, her giggling something and going to show Brooke the new outfit she just got.

"Be good," Brooke ordered her little boy.

"Otay," he gave a big kiss to her cheek. "Let's go Lucas," he grabbed his hand, yanking him out of the room.

"Ok you going to catch it?" Lucas kneeled down in the grass.

"Yes," Easton held out his hands, his tongue sticking out of the side of his mouth.

"On three," he brought his hand back slowly. "One, two…"

"Tree!" he squealed, Lucas slowly and carefully releasing the ball, it floating through the air and right into the little boy's arms. "Yes!" he jumped up, taking down towards Lucas, doing a spin around him and passed a dumpster. "I win!" he slammed the football down, doing a little dance Clay taught him. "I awesome."

"You are awesome," Lucas chuckled. They had been at the River Court for almost half an hour and he had to admit Easton was pretty awesome. He had probably dropped only one ball he threw to him over the time they had been there and his arm wasn't bad for a two year old. Of course he couldn't hold the ball that well but his stance was great and even the throw had a nice little spiral to it.

"Clay say I just as good as Uncle Will," he told him proud, picking up the ball and running back to Lucas. "Up!" he held his arms in the air, Lucas laughing as he lifted him to his hip. "I hungry," he ran his hand through his blonde hair.

"Well let's head home and see if dinner is ready."

"Otay," he agreed, fiddling with the necklace around Lucas's neck. "Lucas," he turned his head to look at him.

"Easton…" he mocked his tone as they walked.

"Are you my daddy?" he randomly asked and Lucas stopped dead in his tracks.

"What?" he turned his head to look at him.

"Aunt Rachie and I were talking," he told him, Lucas wondering what it was Rachel could have possibly said to make Easton think that. "She said a daddy makes a mommy happy. You make my mommy happy and I wike dat."

"I like mommy happy too," Lucas gave him a smile.

"Well den you my daddy right?" he tilted his head to look at him, Lucas not at all sure of how to answer that. He didn't want to say something that would upset Brooke but he also really didn't want to say something to upset Easton. He was the perfect definition of a rock and a hard place.

"Well…" he nervously scratched his neck, trying to come up with any answer for that.

"Easton!" they glanced up, to see the smiling brunette walking towards them.

"Mommy!" he squealed, wiggling from Lucas's arms, missing the sigh of relief that escaped him.

"My Easton," she swooped him up in her arms and hugging him.

"My mommy," he giggled, wrapping his chubby little arms around his neck.

"Hey," Brooke glanced up to see Lucas walking towards them. "Your mom wanted me to come find ya'll. Dinner is about to be ready," she explained and he nodded.

"Alright," he swallowed the lump in his throat, walking beside her as they headed back to his parents' house.

"Luke, are you alright?" She glanced up at him, noticing the weird look on his face.

"Yeah," he nodded, sliding his arm down hers to find her hand.

"You sure?"

"We'll talk later," he told her, giving her a look that made her uncomfortable.

"Oh ok," she nervously bounced Easton in her arms, suddenly feeling a change around her and Lucas she wasn't sure she liked.

"Ok my baby boy," Brooke laid a very tired Easton in his bed. "Sleep tight," she kissed his forehead, brushing his little blonde hair up. "I love you."

"Lub you too mommy," he mumbled, snuggling in his pillow, his arms wrapped tight around his stuffed bear.

Brooke giving him one last glance before hitting the light and walking out of his room and back into Lucas's.

"He should be out soon," she told him, shutting the door and walking over to his bed, climbing up on it beside him. "I'm thinking he is completely exhausted."

"I'm right there with him," Lucas pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his jeans. "You going to sleep like that?" he glanced over at her still in her jeans and long sleeve shirt he was sure she would get hot in.

"I'm too lazy," she stretched her arms above her head and yawned. "You change me," she grinned making him chuckle.

"I feel like I do this to much," he teased, sitting up on the edge of his bed.

"But you so enjoy it," she smirked making him shake his head.

"Very much," he admitted, slipping his hands slowly up her sides and scrunching up her shirt, a chill running down her spine as his rough hands tickled her ribs. Leaning down his lips made contact with her smooth stomach making her eyes flutter shut and her heart race in her chest.

"Lucas…" she whispered out in a long breath as he trailed his kisses up her stomach, between her breast and reaching her neck, pushing her shirt up a little more as he went before tugging it over her head.

"Pants?" he questioned, nibbling on her ear and felt her nod, his hand slipping down her body, feeling like a fire to her cool skin before reaching the tight material, popping the button on the front and pulling down the zipper, Brooke's body shuddering when she felt his finger graze over the thin material of her panties. His hand cupping around her backside as he slide her free of the tight jeans, Brooke kicking her feet until she heard it drop to the floor.

"Luke…" she tilted her head to kiss his neck as his tongue started do work on her neck, licking up it before his teeth clamped down on some skin just to give it a sweet kiss. Her heart slamming into her chest as his hand slipped up her now bare leg, taking his finger tips and grazing them barely over the inside of her thigh making her body go nuts. "Please…" she begged, his hand rising higher before returning back to its original place between her thighs. "Please touch me…" she pleaded, swallowing the lump in her throat and feeling his body shiver as she whispered it in his ear.

Lucas resisting the smirk of hearing her beg for him as his sent his fingers on a trail up her thigh and across her stomach, seeing the goose bumps rise before reaching the top of her panties. Slipping his hand inside but again just trailing his finger tips back and forth across the skin making her whimper in his ear.

"Please…" her voice sounding so dry as she tried to slide herself up on the bed so his hand would slide lower. The feeling of want almost becoming painful. "Luke…" her left leg twitched when he slid his hand further down grazing right over her center and making her want more. Twisting her head around as he still sucked on her neck, tired of his teasing and biting hard onto the pulse point on his neck, hearing him hiss as it throbbed under her tongue and slid one of his fingers into her. "Uhh…" her back arched slightly, her nails digging into his back when he slid in another. Them remaining still a moment before pumping in and out of her. "Lucas…" she gripped into his hair, grinding her hips and soon finding she was meeting his every thrust.

"Shh…" he pulled off her neck and kissed her ear. "We have to be quiet," he reminded her, his fingers pumping faster and harder in her and when his thumb started doing its own thing to her, her body started to quiver. A tingle running up from the tip of her toes to the top of her head, giving almost a dizzy feeling throughout her.

"I can't…" she whimpered shaking her head. "Luke, it feels so good," she grabbed onto his face to kiss her, not experiencing such a feeling in a long time.

"You have to be quiet baby," he said, his hand moving faster, his thumb rubbing harder and adding more pressure making Brooke curl her leg around his and nails grip into his shoulders.

"Luke…I'm…uhh," she bite hard on her lip to stop herself.

"I know," his lips curved into a smirk, seeing all the feelings build up in her, her eyes rolling back and head slamming in his pillow.

"Lu-" she went to scream until his mouth covered over hers, swallowing the moan that escaped her as his tongue slipped inside, her hips buckling and walls clutching around him as he thrust his fingers in her one last time. "Uhh…" a sigh came from her as her body collapsed back on the bed. "That was nice," she blushed as soon as the words escaped her and he chuckled.

"It was," he shook his head at his girlfriend dropping his head down to kiss her. "Mmm…" he hummed against her lips, dropping his head to rest against hers. "I swear I could kiss you all day and not get tired of it."

"I think I could do the same," she teased wrapping her arms up around his neck looking in his ice blue eyes. "Can I tell you something?"

"Anything," he stroked the back of his finger along her cheek.

"I don't want it to freak you out or anything, it's just I've realized when it comes to you I just tell you everything. It freaks me out a bit how with just a look it makes me want to tell you everything I'm thinking but I do."

"You can tell me anything, Brooke," he stated wondering if she ever wondered if she couldn't.

"I know," her finger traced over his thin lips as she thought. "I just…Would it be too much to admit that I'm starting to fall in love with you?" she blurted out, slowly peering her eyes up to look at him. "I hope not because I already told your mom I was starting too," she bit her bottom lip as she watched the expressions change on his face before settling on just one.

"No its not," he grinned looking down at her. "Because I told her the same thing."

"Really?" she bit her tongue between her teeth looking up at him like a giddy child.

"Yeah, Pretty Girl. Honestly I haven't felt these feelings for someone in a real long time. If we are being honest, I will admit it honestly worries me a bit feeling like this."

"Cause you're afraid I'm not going to return the feelings?"

"I just don't know where you are in your life. I mean I know where I am and what I want but not you."

"What do you want?"

"I've played the games Brooke," he told her but a little worry to say what he was saying. Like her he found himself just opening up and telling her things without even thinking twice about it. "I've done the dating and having fun and all that and I don't want that anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean…" he stroked her hair back before looking back in her eyes. "That if I'm with someone, it's because I see it being more than that. I'm looking for the forever thing," he confessed, watching something flicker in her eyes. "And if you aren't ready for that, if you aren't looking for that I understand. Just know I'm going to do a hell of a job to make you change your mind on it," he said the latter a little playfully making her grin.

"Luke, I'm a mother, I'm not doing anything if I don't think it will be possibly forever," she told him knowing she wasn't playing around, she maybe at the age when that is what you do but she had so much happen in her life that she wanted serious, she wanted forever.

"If you let me Brooke I swear I will do whatever I can to make you and Easton happy," he told her seriously and hated he really couldn't read the expression on her face, her not saying and thing just leaning up and capturing his lips back hers. Him very much enjoying the sigh of content she released as her eyes fluttered shut and hands cupped his cheeks. "There is something else I wanted to talk to you about," he pulled away and saw confusion strike her. "Today…when I was with Easton he asked me something."

"Well what did he ask?" Brooke questioned not really sure what he would say to cause such the serious look on Lucas's face.

"He uh…" he glanced away from her before looking back. "He asked if I was his dad," he whispered and saw Brooke's eyes widen and shock run over her. "Apparently he asked Rachel and she said that a dad takes care of a mom and makes her happy and well… he just thought that I was his."

"Oh my god," she covered her hand to her mouth, eyes prickling with tears. "I'm so sorry I don't… I thought he understood a little…I mean…he's just two," she tried to defend her little boy and hating he wondered about those things. She thought she did a good job at taking care of him where he didn't even wonder about a dad but Carter had only been gone now for a little awhile and Easton other than a few bad dreams never talked about him so she just thought he forgot.

"I know, I know he is," Lucas nodded, reaching up to knock the tear. "Brooke I'm not upset he asked. I mean I'm upset because he is just an innocent little boy and I hate his dad is who his dad is but I just…I think I want to be."

"What?" her head snapped to look at him, not sure she heard him right.

"I know it's soon, I mean me talking like this is probably completely ridiculous but I told you I want something serious Brooke. And I realized I like being someone Easton wants to be around. I mean knowing earlier he was looking for me because he wanted to play with me made me feel something. And when he asked that I just thought I wanted to say yes. I want to be the person he counts on and shows him how to throw a football or whatever it is and I want…I want all of it. I want everything that comes with it," he looked down at her, brushing away the tears that dropped from her eyes. "I want to be here Brooke, I want to be here with you and Easton and one day I want to be able to tell him yes when he asks that."

"Luke…" her hands framed over his face as she pulled him down for a loving kiss, something boiling up in her that she was afraid she really would never feel again. "You are without a doubt the most amazing man I've ever met in my life. I don't know how I got you."

"You didn't have to do much," he let out a dry laugh at how fast he was falling for her. It was crazy to him that in the last few months he was really falling hard for this girl.

"Can I keep you forever?" she grinned looking up at him. "Just always have you because you Lucas Scott are like my Prince or something."

"I'm not that Brooke, I don't deserve to be classified as that I just…I just want to protect you."

"And you do," she leaned up kissing him again. "And when you hold me," she wiggled her body to her side, his body falling beside her and snuggling close. "I feel like my world is perfect," she laced her fingers through the hand that rested on her stomach, bringing it up to kiss before laying it back down.

"I feel the same," he kissed the side of her head, soon finding sleeping beside Brooke was probably the most relaxing sleep he ever got. Not really knowing how he would be able to sleep again without her by his side.

"Momma!" Easton giggled as he sat in Lucas's large tub full of bubbles. "I look like Santa!" he built a big pile on his face and top of his head.

"You do look like Santa," Brooke laughed, sitting with her feet in the water as he played.

"Want to see the best part East?" Lucas asked and the little blue eye blonde nodded, Lucas keeping a steady arm around Brooke as he hit a little button, suddenly the water almost vibrating and moving around the water.

"Momma!" Easton squealed putting his hand on a jet and giggling as it tickled. "I lub dis!"

"I know you do," Brooke rested against Lucas as they watched him. It worried Brooke a little to let Easton get spoiled by the fun of which was Lucas house. From the video games and huge movie collection, to all the treats anyone would want now to the bubble bath from heaven because she knew when they went home it was nothing like this. Yet with the way Easton giggled and smiled Brooke really hadn't seen her little boy so happy and she knew she couldn't say no.

"What you thinking?" Lucas rested his chin on her shoulder and kissing her cheek.

"What makes you think, I'm thinking?" she gave him a playful eyebrow wiggling making him chuckle.

"Because you have your thinking face."

"You shouldn't know that face," she pointed at him making him chuckle. "It's only been a month, that face shouldn't be programmed in your head yet."

"Oh trust me Pretty Girl, all your faces are programmed in my head," he teased kissing her nose making her smile. "So what's up?"

"Nothing," she slid her foot around in the hot water. "I was just thinking how comfortable this thing must be."

"I can arrange a testing of it for you if you would like," he wiggled his brows giving her a look she definitely knew.

"No, no, don't give me that look Boyfriend," she waved her finger in his face and he smiled.

"Boyfriend?" a gentle smile graced his face, them not yet really defining what they were and him always wanting to but to worried to ask.

"Did I say that?" she slipped her lip between her teeth a little embarrassed.

"Yeah I think you did Pretty Girl," he rested his head against hers, bringing his hand to cup her cheek. "Are you mine Brooke Davis?"

"Yeah," she felt the heat race up her neck looking at him.

"Good," he grinned, lifting her chin to capturing her lips with his, the little innocent giggle making them break apart.

"You two are so silly," Easton splashed around in the water.

"You're silly mister," Brooke splashed some water on him making him giggle and wipe his face. Feeling Lucas kiss the back of her shoulder and turn around grinning at him as he gave her a wink.

"Boyfriend," Brooke smiled opening her eyes and enjoying the dream/memory that she was waking up from. She loved that day; it was probably one of her favorites. Stretching her legs our and arms above her head she frowned at not feeling them tangle with another pair, glancing over her shoulder to find her boyfriend missing. "Lucas?" she sat up on the bed, tossing a look at the bathroom door to see it open and him not inside. "Where-" she flipped over to see a folded piece of paper on the nightstand.

I'm sorry I didn't wake you. You looked too peaceful. Mom and Keith went to church with Lil this morning and Easton and I have gone out for a bit but will be home soon. Enjoy some alone time, maybe take a long bath or something ;)

Be home soon Pretty Girl.

~Lucas

"But I want to be with my boys too," she frowned thinking she was so used to being with one of them she really didn't know how to handle being alone. "But a bath," she flipped the note in her hand thinking. "Doesn't sound half bad," she threw the covers off her and skipped into his bathroom. Turning the dial on the faucet until it was a temp she liked and pushed down the plug. Skipping back into his room to get a change of clothes, the sudden knock on his bedroom door that lead from to the outside making her smile. "You're always forgetting your keys," she rolled her eyes at the silver metal on his nightstand and moved to the door. "You know its Easton's nap time, maybe you can join me in that-" she pulled the door open with a smirk that quickly dropped. "-bath."

"Uhh…" the girl in front of her looked confused, tossing a glance at her then over her shoulder before running her eyes over Brooke wearing just Lucas's old shirt she put on in the middle of the night when she woke feeling a little cold. "Hello…"

"Hello," Brooke tugged the ends of her shirt wishing it would cover her more. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, well maybe," she flipped her dark hair over her shoulder, taking a step forward as if she wanted to enter but Brooke didn't budge from her spot. "Is Lucas here?" she questioned, still eyeing Brooke. "I'm Theresa, his girlfriend."

Slam!

New update! I hope you like it! There were things I was going to say here but its pushing two and I'm kinda tired. I was going to have this up yesterday but big brothers decided they wanted to go out and of course I went with and then I slept must the day and went out again tonight and got home and typed because…well I don't know why but I did so enjoy it! haha jk!

JustReckless -I hope you like the new chapter even though I didn't get it up as soon as I promised :( But I did give you a flashback so I hope you liked it!

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