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Chapter Four: "Dad, You're Home "

The front door banged against the wall, footsteps padded toward the kitchen. "Peyton," a masculine voice called out.

Peyton pushed Lucas away, "Shit my dad." Pushing Lucas into the pantry, she shut the door in his face.

"Dad?" Peyton ran a hand through her tousled hair, smiling nervously at him. "You're home 3 days early."

"Yeah, I got a break, but I have to leave tomorrow morning at 8," he pulled her into a hug. "I've missed you."

Awkwardly, embracing him back, she looked over at the doort that hid Lucas.

"How long will you gone this time?" Peyton pulled back, worry shining in her eyes.

"A week, I thought I'd come home and spend some time with you," Larry smiled down at his daughter.

Peyton looked at her watch, "It's already 8:30, it's a bit late, don't you think?" shrugging her shoulders slightly.

"Karen's Cafe is open till 9:30, we can go there for a quick bite," Larry pleaded.

"Okay, but you should run upstairs and have a shower," Peyton pushed him up the stairs. When she heard his door shut, she ran back to the kitchen.

Pulling Luke out of the pantry, she was slammed softly against the wall and his luscious lips kissed her heatedly and quickly.

"See you at the Cafe," he ran a lingering hand down her hip, circling her jean belt loop.

10 minutes later

Larry bounded down the stairs, freshly showered and dressed. Blue jeans and a green shirt that said "I'm the World's Best Dad."

"Dad, you can't wear that," Peyton batted playfully at his chest.

"Ready to go?" he walked to the door. "Yeah," Peyton followed him out the door and locked it behind her.

Cafe

Karen stood behind the counter, a smile on her face, when Lucas had ran in the door, 10 minutes ago and told her his story. She'd laughed and agreed to play along.

Luke had made himself scarce in the back of the cafe.

Larry sat at the counter and ordered for him and Peyton. Peyton smiled and excused herself to go to the bathroom. Lucas pulled her into a shadowy corner out of their parents' sight.

"Oh my god that was so close," Lucas leaned into her, their foreheads brushing.

"I know," Peyton replied, her blue eyes blazing into his, a glint of heat hinting at the passion that was coursing through her veins. "Too bad, you can't come over, my dad would probably kill me if he caught you in my bed, or ground me till I was 70."

"Tomorrow night, can't have you all alone for a week," Luke linked their hands and kissed her gently.

Larry smiled at Karen over his coffee cup, "Nice of your son to watch out for my daughter."

Karen feigned surprise, but a smile caught her lips. "He worries about her, home alone." Their gazes turned to the hallway that led to the back of the sotre, mutual smiles graced their faces.

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