"I can't do this," Brooke shook her head, the closer she got Lucas's family home the more her heart raced.
"What? Why?" Lucas looked over at her confused, before looking back at the road.
"Maybe we are rushing things; maybe it's too soon to meet each other's families," she looked over at him. "I mean why would they want to meet me? I'm a waitress and I…I chew funny…have you seen the way I chew my food?"
"Actually, I find it kinda adorable," he admitted.
"And I don't have nice clothes," she continued, not at all hearing his little side comments. "I mean have you seen the things some of the women wear you work with? I don't have things like that and I…I have a child!"
"What?" Lucas snapped his head over to look at her. "You have a child? Easton did you know she had a child?" he looked in the rear view mirror, him giggling and shaking his head.
"Dat me silly."
"Well that's clearly a deal breaker, right after the chewing of course," he teased and she rolled her eyes.
"Lucas…" she whined. "I'm serious, what if they hate me? I don't want them hating me, I mean I kinda like you," she told him, resting her chin on his shoulder.
"I kinda like you too," he smiled, turning his head and giving her a small kiss, Easton giggling once again, a new habit he had formed every time they would kiss in front of him.
"Luke…" she sunk down in her seat, not so sure. "I can't handle them not liking me."
"Brooke…" he chuckled, placing his hand on her thigh and giving it a squeeze. "Baby I promise they are going to love you, I've never seen my mom so excited for me to come home."
"Really?"
"Really," he grinned, giving her a wink.
"If you promise," she laced her fingers through his as it rested in her lap. "But if you are lying and they hate me, no sex for you for a month," she threatened.
"Yes, because we are having loads now," he rolled his eyes, her hand slamming into his chest.
"Be nice Boyfriend, this weekend goes right then maybe that will change," she wiggled her brows and he grinned.
"I'll be extremely nice then," he brought her hand to his lips giving it a kiss.
"Where are we going?" she glanced around, noticing them parking not in a driveway but a small parking lot.
"Meeting my parents," he told her like this trip was explained before coming to Tree Hill.
"I know that stupid," her hazel eyes rolled. "But are we not meeting them yet?"
"No we are," he killed the ignition. "But this is where my mom works," he told her, opening the door and climbing out. Going to the back seat and getting Easton from his car seat. "You coming?" he ducked his head in the car, finding Brooke sitting still in the passenger seat.
"I don't know if I can," she glanced nervously at him. "Luke I'm not ready," she told him, her heart racing in her chest at the thought of meeting his parents. She was so worried that once they met her she wouldn't be what they want for their son and Lucas leave her. If she put off the meeting them she could at least keep him a little longer.
"Alright," he adjusted Easton on his hip, rounding the front of the car and over to the passenger side, pulling the door open and kneeling beside her. "What's going on?"
"Lucas what if they hate me?" she looked at him, him noticing the first time really how scared she was. Which he really couldn't understand, not like his parents were crazy dragons that were going to eat her or something. "I mean you were ok with Easton, honestly you were more than ok which I wasn't ready for. A man has never accepted him like that," she admitted, taking her baby's hand in hers as he sat in Lucas's arms.
"Because he is a part of you Brooke. If I want you in my life I have to have Easton. And honestly seeing you with him just makes me fall for you even more," he confessed knowing seeing Brooke as a mom really made his feelings start to run deeper.
"What if they don't accept him? Even if they love him because let's face it my baby is completely loveable," she points out and he chuckles. "But they can love him but not love you have an already made family or something."
"Trust me Pretty Girl," he brushed her hair back. "That won't at all be an issue. Just trust me, I would bring you around if I wasn't a hundred percent sure that it was right. I would put you in a situation that might make you or Easton uncomfortable."
"You know I don't deserve you right?" she reached up stroking his cheek. "But you also know I'm not going to let you go anywhere."
"I'm not trying to," he shrugged making her smile.
"Momma you being silly," Easton giggled, wrapping his hand around her finger. "There are cookies inside," he told her, Lucas letting that slip.
"You bribe my child with cookies?" she kinked a plucked brow.
"No bribing, we've have many discussions on cookies," he told in a matter of fact tone making her laugh. "So come on Pretty Girl," he reached for her hand. "I promise to give you a cookie and even a cup of coffee," he teased and she laughed.
"Ok," her hand placed in his, Lucas helping her from the car.
"So Lucas should be here soon," Keith commented as his wife moved around the café.
"Yes, his flight got in a little over an hour ago so he should be here within the hour," she told him wiping down a counter, extremely happy her son visiting. It had seemed like she hadn't seen her son in months and she hated all the time that flew by.
"And he is bringing his girlfriend," he sipped his drink and she nodded.
"Brooke."
"And her son," he said and again got a nod.
"Easton," she grabbed a filter from under the counter to make a fresh pot of coffee.
"How do you feel about that?" Keith wondered, trying to figure out how his wife felt about her son dating a woman with a child that wasn't his. He really hadn't been able to get a read one way or another and she really hadn't mentioned it much.
"I can't be upset about it," she shrugged. "I don't even know Brooke and I don't know her son. Plus he is a grown boy, I can't tell him what to do."
"But if you did what would you say?"
"I just want him careful," Karen dropped the rag on the table. "I mean not only is her getting attached to this girl but also to this little boy. What if things don't work out?"
"It's not like you to curse the end of a relationship before it even really begun," Keith pointed out, his wife never being one to just predict the end of something like this.
"I'm not cursing the end," Karen's green eyes rolled at the thought. "It's just both of them are extremely young. Who knows what will happen in the future and it's not really fair to that little boy getting attached to Lucas and him all of a sudden not being around. Plus I've seen girls use my child and I don't want that happening again. He is crazy about this girl Keith."
"And you don't think she is equally crazy about him?" his head tilted to the side and she shrugged.
"I won't know until I meet her."
"Well," Keith glanced over his shoulder at the front door. "We're about to find out, they're here," he nodded his head and his wife's body froze a little.
"She's pretty," she admitted, seeing a smiling girl on her son's arm as they walked across the street.
"Well Lucas isn't one to date non pretty girls," Keith teased and his wife finally laughed. "Let's just hope we don't have any visitors that might damper the smile on his face."
"God I hope not," Karen begged, rounding the corner as the little bell above the door announced their arrival. "Lucas," a smile graced over her face as she rushed over to the boy.
"Hey mom," he grinned, wrapping an arm around her and hugging her tight.
"I've missed you," she pulled back, running her eyes over him. "You are too skinny, are you not eating?"
"I've been eating just fine mom," he rolled his eyes, swearing she always thought he was to skinny.
"I don't know, you look tired too. Are you sleeping alright?"
"Mom…" he groaned Keith walking up laughing.
"Karen leaving him alone, he is taking care of himself just fine," he placed a hand on her back. "Hey Luke," he reached out giving him a manly hug. "How are things?"
"According to mom terrible," he teased pulling back. "I was just told by my own mother how horrible I look."
"Not horrible Lucas, just you should take better care of yourself," she rephrased and he chuckled.
"And who is this?" Keith looked over Lucas's shoulder, seeing a nervous looking brunette holding a little boy.
"Oh," Lucas side stepped, Keith not missing the huge smile that lightened up his entire face. "This is Brooke," he placed his hand on the small of her back, bringing her closer. "Brooke this is my mom Karen and my Uncle Keith."
"Hi Brooke," Karen reached out her hand. "It's nice to meet you in person."
"You too," she smiled a nervous smile that made Lucas grin. It was cute the confident and strong woman he is normally around turns to shy and nervous around his mother, someone who is the furthest from scary.
"You are a lot prettier then Lucas talked up," Keith teased making Lucas roll his eyes. "And who is this?" he wondered, the little boy standing beside her.
"Easton," Brooke glowed at the mention of her son. "This is my little boy, Easton. Baby can you say hi?" she placed her hand on his head and he darted behind Lucas's legs. "Easton… he's shy," she told them, her heart racing and praying they didn't find him rude.
"East…" Lucas squatted down and brought the little boy in front of him. "This is my mom," he explained, Easton peering up at her, swaying his body a little behind Lucas. "She makes the cookies," he told him, his eyes peaking with interest. "And she had choc milk."
"I lub choc milk," he told him and Lucas chuckled, Karen watching Brooke smiling down at the scene of Lucas and her son.
"I know you do buddy," he nodded. "Why don't we ask her for some?"
"Can I have a cookie please?" Easton wondered, playing with the necklace around Lucas's neck. A habit he had seemed to do a lot.
"Sure," Karen gave a gentle smile, sticking out her hand, Easton tossing a nervous glance over at his mother and then Lucas, both giving him a smile. "We can go get some for everyone."
"Otay," he slowly placed his hand in hers following beside her.
"Where's Lil?" Lucas asked, Brooke watching Easton as he helped Karen get cookies.
"Oh daycare," Keith told him. "She goes twice a week because Karen wanted her to meet some kids her age."
"Oh, I wanted her to meet Brooke and Easton," he frowned a little.
"She should be home in a few hours. Karen doesn't like her there long," he explained and Lucas nodded. "But hey, find a seat and I'll place an order for ya'll. I'm sure you're starving."
"Actually extremely," Lucas patted his stomach, thinking he could eat a house. "Get me the oh famous burger and Brooke the same," he glanced at her and she just nodded. "And we will get Easton some chicken fingers, he I'm sure is hunger too."
"Ok, have a seat. Glad your home Luke," he gave him a hug. "And you too Brooke, I'm glad you're here," he hugged her and Brooke relaxed.
"You too," she smiled as he walked off.
"He's fine," Lucas leaned down to talk to her, Brooke watching as Karen made Easton giggle.
"I know that," she cut her eyes away. "I'm just watching his interaction. He likes her," she noted, Easton seeming very much relaxed now.
"Well she likes him too," Lucas placed his hand on her back, leading her towards the back booth. "You seem more relaxed," he commented, sliding in the booth beside her.
"When my baby is relaxed, I'm relaxed."
"Yeah, same here," he teased looking down at her and she shook her head pushing his face away.
"Don't make fun of me," she pouted leaning closer to him as she watched Easton's eyes grow wide when Keith flipped a burger on the grill and then starting to laugh.
"I'm not," he promised kissing the side of her head.
"He's my world," she told him, never thinking her life would ever feel complete without Easton. "He holds my entire heart in his hand," she told him, knowing Easton really controlled her mood. If he laughed she relaxed, even if her day was bad if he smiled at her everything felt better and when everything was crumbling around her his sweet 'I love you mommy' made her push to get up every day. He was her world, her entire life.
"Well…" Lucas flipped her hand in his, studying every line, every scar along the smooth skin. "How big of a cookie do you think I have to give him for him to share that?" he glanced up at her. "I'm not asking for the whole thing," he told her. "Just a part of it."
"Well…" Brooke breathed out, looking back down at their hands. "Easton would want to make sure you won't break it before he offers you that."
"I promise," he tilted her chin up to look at him.
"Ok," she chewed her bottom lip. "If you want it, it's yours."
"I want it," he whispered without even having to think about it.
"Ok," she smiled, him grinning and giving her a sweet kiss. "You're too much you know that Mr. Scott?" she kinked a brow, resting her forehead against his.
"Well it got you to fall for me so it seems to be working," he kissed her nose making her giggle.
"Momma!" Easton squealed, running over to the booth, climbing over Lucas's lap to reach her. "Try dis cookie," he shoved a bit of cookie in her mouth before she could say anything. "It de best."
"Yeah," Brooke laughed, wiping her mouth. "It is de best."
"I sink so," he relaxed in her lap, sucking down on his chocolate milk. "Luca you want some?" he held up the cookie, that Lucas took a small bite off.
"Best cookie I've ever had," he agreed, sending a wink over to Brooke.
"And here we go," Keith slid the plate of food in front of them.
"Lucas!" Easton squealed at the dark liquid in front of the blonde. "You got coke," he pointed at it, chewing his straw and Lucas chuckling.
"Yeah I do," he reached for the glass, bringing it closer to Easton. "Here, tell me if it's good," he held the straw up to the boy's mouth.
"Mmm…" he sucked the straw, giggling at the bubbles the tickled his throat. "I lub dat Lucas."
"I know little man," he ruffled his hair, sitting it back on the table. "Why don't we ask momma if we can get you your own cup?" he suggested and his head snapped around to look at his mom.
"Please! Momma!" both begged making her laugh.
"You know I don't care," she shook her head. "But if he gets hyper you are taking care of him."
"Oh we can play video games," Lucas grinned at the idea. "Up," he stood reaching for Easton.
"Lucas!" he squealed when the older blonde threw him over his shoulder, dangling upside down.
"Don't break my child," Brooke pleaded, Easton giggling as his head tilted to look at her.
"Don't be silly momma," he rolled his baby blues.
"Yeah momma," Lucas faked a scuff at the thought. "Come on East," he walked over to the counter, the little boy laughing the whole way.
"He is good with him," Keith commented sipping his coffee.
"Yeah, Lucas has always been great with him," Brooke had a soft smile watching them.
"Oh I meant Easton, it's normally hard to put up with Lucas," he teased and Brooke laughed looking at him, quickly realizing she was alone with the man in front of her, Lucas her buffer not so close. "So tell me about yourself Brooke, how did you and Lucas meet?"
"Oh, actually we met at a function he was throwing. My best friend, Quinn James," she told him and he nodded making a comment of knowing her. "Told me I needed to get out of the house and talk to adults," she said making him chuckle. "But I just needed some air at one point and I guess Lucas needed it at the same time and we just kinda ran into each other," she told him.
"And how long ago was that?" he wondered and Brooke took note how it didn't seem like an interrogation or anything. He just asked question in such a relaxed demeanor, like he really wanted to know.
"It was just a little over two months ago," she told him, taking a sip of her drink.
"That's really great, Lucas has talked very highly of you," he told her. "He called me right after he found about Easton," he admitted, her heart racing quick. "He asked me not to mention it to his mom but he did."
"What he say?" she asked carefully. "If you don't mind me asking."
"Well you see I'm sure you know the past of Lucas and his dad, of our whole family," he mentioned and she nodded.
"I know the cliff notes," she told him, Lucas only mentioning it ever so often about the whole crazy history of his family.
"Well he asked if being with someone with a child worried me. He told me that he was afraid he wouldn't be good for Easton, how the fact he might not understand Easton would somehow strain ya'll. He hadn't really been around children that much growing up and when Lily was born he was already in New York so he was just afraid he wouldn't be kid ready."
"He was worried about that?" she glanced over at Lucas and Easton. "But Lucas is fantastic with Easton. Easton is crazy about him," she told him, sometimes thinking Easton liked Lucas more than her.
"I know but he was concerned. He liked you Brooke and he knows how mothers' are about their children. He did grow up with a single mom," he pointed out.
"Yeah," everything in her suddenly became relaxed as she watched Lucas talking to his mom. "I guess he did."
"Hey," Brooke walked into Lucas's bedroom as he laid out on his bed.
"Hello my Pretty Girl," his arms rested behind his watching her. "Easton go to sleep well?"
"Yeah, he likes having a roommate," she teased, slipping her earrings out and placing them on the top of his dresser. "And Lily is adorable," she slipped of her shoes.
"She really likes you," he commented, watching her slip out of her shirt.
"I like her too," she smiled, reaching through her bag for something to sleep in.
"Hey," Lucas pondered the thought. "There is an old black t-shirt in the top drawer, put that on," he asked and a smirk played on her lips. "Please?"
"Hmm…" she pulled out the shirt he talked about, and slipping it over her and pulling off her jeans. "It doesn't really cover much," she glanced down at it hitting just barley of her ass.
"Oh I think it covers perfectly enough," he tilted his head looking at her. "Come here," he reached for her hand and she grinned skipping up on the bed and crawling up him and giving him a sweet kiss. "I feel like I haven't had much just you time today," he commented knowing that as soon as they got here he was either talking with Keith and Brooke was helping his mom or she was playing with the kids as he talked to his mom and as much as he enjoyed being home he didn't like it had seemed like all day since he even got to kiss the girl in his arms.
"I agree," her legs straddle him as she leaned back down kissing him. "I've kinda missed you," she teased against his mouth feeling him laugh. "Luke!" she squealed when he flipped her over on her back, pinning her hands beside her head.
"Shh…" he smiled making her laugh. "We have to be quiet," he leaned down catching her mouth on his. Sucking on her bottom lip and nipping at it before his tongue slipped inside.
"Mmm…" she moaned, taking her arms and wrapping them around his neck, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. His hand slipping down her side and scrunching up the shirt she was wearing and resting on her hip. "Luke…" she sucked her lip in her mouth when he started to trail a line of kisses down her jaw and latching onto the spot on her neck he loves so much. "Baby wait…" she pulled his hand away when it started to trail over the front of her panties. "Wait a second…" her breath raced in and out of her, Lucas pulling back to look at her.
"It's ok," he told her, quickly being able to read the look at her face.
"I'm sorry," she run her hand over her face feeling stupid. "I know I'm not fair to you."
"Hey," he grabbed her hands pulling them back. "Pretty Girl it's ok."
"I just feel bad, I want to be with you. God I want to be with you believe me," she told him, seeing him grin. "I just…there are things you don't know about me."
"Like what?" his eyes slant looking at her confused. "Brooke you can tell me anything, you know that right?"
"Yeah I do," she smiled, reaching up to stroke his cheek. "But there are things I'm not ready to tell you yet," she admitted, seeing something flicker through him. "I want you to know," she said quickly. "God Luke I do but there are things about Easton's dad," she looked away from him for a moment, it slowly clicking.
"I understand," he relaxed, tilting her head back to look at him.
"It's just embarrassing," she told him looking back. "I don't…I mean I haven't really talked to anyone about it and I just..."
"Brooke you don't have to explain anything to me," he told her, knowing she really never talked about Easton's dad so he wasn't going to push something if it was just going to upset her. "When you are ready to talk I'm here."
"I know but I'm not being fair and I know that."
"You're being plenty fair," he rested his head against hers. "If I was after just sex I wouldn't have been around this long and I definitely wouldn't have brought you to meet my family."
"You know you're the best guy I've ever met right?" she kinked a brow making him give a gentle smile. "I'm really afraid if I look away from you too long or possibly even blink and you will disappear."
"I'm not going to disappear," he curled a strand of hair around his finger. "I'm honestly nervous I'm going to screw something up and lose both you and Easton. I really don't want that to happen."
"We won't," she gave a kind smile, kinda liking his insecure side.
"Can I take you somewhere tomorrow?" he asked. "After dinner and everything, there is something I want to show you and mom already promised to watch Easton."
"Sure," she played with the small hairs on the back of his neck.
"Ok," he smiled dropping down and kissing her. "Can I still kiss you?" he wondered making her laugh.
"I would be pissed if you didn't," she joked relaxing in the kiss as his tongue grazed over her lips. "Because I think I could kiss you all night."
"Mmm…" his hand gripped on her knee and bringing it around him. "Let's tests that theory," he smirked making her giggle. Her heart feeling something it really hadn't felt in a long time, a feeling that scared her but a feeling she wasn't ok with giving up either.
Thanks for all the reviews last chapter and through the whole story! I seriously love them and make me smile. I've had a lot of free time on my hands the last few days so I've updated pretty much all. However don't know when the next will come. But I hope you enjoy, next chapter will have some Karen and Brooke a little Brooke and Lily and some Easton and Lucas.
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