Chapter Thirteen

The next morning, I wake up and find Lucas starting down at me, smiling. "You know, it's kind of creepy when you do that." I tell him, smiling. "Yeah, well. I can't help but stare at the most beautiful girl in the world." he tells me. I roll my eyes. "I love you for a liar." I laugh. I get out of bed and stretch. Lucas notices my shirt rise a little and catches a glimpse of my growing tummy. He gets out of bed and comes up behind me and holds me. "You are beautiful, no matter how pregnant or miserable you get. And our daughter is going to be just as beautiful as you are." he whispers. He places his hands on my tummy.

"I saw the nursery last night. It's amazing." Luke tells me.

"Yeah. I was sitting in there just daydreaming and looking foward to meeting her, and I just felt like painting. Except instead of my sketchbook, I used the walls." I tell him.

"What's the blank wall for?"

"I thought it would be really cool for everyone to paint a message up there for the baby. That way she'll know how many people love her." I explain.

I turn around and wrap my arms around Lucas. "You know, I'm really happy. Even though all of this happened kind of fast, and I said that I wanted to wait before we got pregnant, I'm thrilled about it. I can't wait to meet our baby." I whisper.

"Neither can I."

Suddenly we hear the door open and somone bouding up the stairs. Anyone with that much bounce in their step that early in the morning could only be one person.

"Hey, P. Scott. Hey, Luke." Brooke says.

"Nice of you to knock Brooke." Luke says.

"Peyton gave me a key in case I ever needed a place to crash." she explains.

"What's up?" I ask, sitting down on the bed.

"Well, Nathan, Haley, and I were thinking about a road trip up to Charlotte. Catch a basketball game, hit the beach, go shopping. You guys up for it?" she asks.

"When?"

"Kinda sorta now." she says smiling innocently.

Luke smiles. "Nothing like the spur of the moment, huh?"

Me and Luke get dressed and pack our bags and head outside.

"Hey preggers." Haley says.

"Gee, thanks. I was never this mean to you when you were knocked up." I tell her as we hug.

"Eh, just trying it out."

We make the two hour drive up to Charlotte, stopping five times so I can pee. When we get there, we check into our hotel, and get ready to go to the beach.

"Hey, not too bad." I say as I check myself out in the mirror. I bought a maternity swimsuit and it actually looks pretty rockin on me. "Mmm, 'not too bad' is right." Lucas says as he smacks my ass.

"Hey, watch it mister. And you wonder how I got pregnant." I laugh.

Lucas kisses me passionately. "Why don't you remind me?" he whispers inbetween kisses.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Forty five minutes later, we emerge from our hotel room and meet up with the others in the lobby

"Hey, what took you guys so long?" Haley asks.

"Um, we were just getting unpacked." I say

"Ew. It does not take 45 minutes to get unpacked for a two day trip. No wonder you're pregnant." Brooke laughs.

I playfully shove her as we head out the door.

When we get to the beach, I spend some time in the water splashing around with Jaime and Haley and having fun.

After a while, I get out of the water, and sit down on a beach blanket by Nathan.

"Hey, how you feeling Peyt?" he asks.

"Pretty good. I'm getting really excited. I can't wait to meet this little one." I tell him

"Trust me, it'll come quicker than you think. When Haley was pregnant, it went by so fast. Jaime was here before I even had time to blink." he tells me.

"I know. But you know me, Mrs. Impatient." I laugh.

"So you and Luke are good? Everything's good?"

"Yeah." I say, rubbing my belly. "Everything's great."

For the next two days, we just chill out, go shopping, go out to eat, catch a few games, and just have fun. I enjoy myself as much as possible because I know I won't have a chance to get out and do this once the baby arrives.