"Luke…" Brooke grinned running her nose up his neck. "Baby wake up," she nipped at his earlobe enjoying the low moan that escaped passed his lips. "You're late for work and I have to pick up Easton soon."
"Mhmm…" he agreed, flipping over on his side and dropping his arm to hang loosely around her naked body. Brooke lying on her side as she faced him, tracing her finger slowly over each of his features. His oval shaped eyes that always have that adorable squint when he is talking to her, his cute little nose she always found so adorable, his thin lips that trailed all over her the night before, his strong jaw, his high cheek bones. He was perfect, he was hers. "What are you staring at?"
"How do you know I'm staring?" she giggled sliding closer to him. "Your eyes are closed."
"And you're staring," he stated again before a smile danced across his face. "So what are you staring at?" they cracked open to reveal the gorgeous pale blue. "Something on my face?"
"No," she laughed tracing her finger over his lips. "But I feel bad…"
"And why is that?" he brushed a lock of hair from her glowing face.
"Because I'm the reason you are late for work," she shrugged. "And I kinda don't want you to go for at least an hour longer…"
"An hour huh?" he kinked a brow and she slowly nodded. "I do have a business call with some scouts at noon," he confessed and she frowned a bit. "And I need to get dressed and eat something on the go and I think I might need a shower also…"
"A shower, huh?" she raised a brow and he nodded.
"I could be in there a long while," he gave his head a tilt and she grinned.
"Might need some help washing that hair of yours," she teased running her hand through it making him chuckle. "And possibly that back. You know if I'm honest you might need just a good clean scrub you aren't the cleanest boy."
"Oh yeah?" he lifted himself from the bed, throwing his covers off them.
"Yeah, so we might have to do a big wash down!" she squealed the end as he lifted her from the bed. "Under the dirty nails," she giggled as he carried her towards the bathroom.
"You aren't funny," he grumbled pushing open the door, her laughter filling the room as he shut the door with his foot.
Stepping in the room Brooke closed the door behind her as she walked towards the noise. Her day had been perfect, well her morning it was still early but only one thing could add to her happy mood. And when she heard the giggle fill through the room her whole life was complete.
"Someone seems happy," she leaned against the door frame as the small blonde's head snapped up with a huge grin.
"Momma!" Easton squealed throwing his arms around his mother. "You here!"
"I here!" she laughed squeezing him tight. "I missed you last night," she admitted giving him a big kiss to the cheek that made him giggle. "Were you good for Haley?"
"I de best momma!"
"He was," Haley agreed sipping her coffee. "Nathan was actually mad when Easton got tired and went to bed."
"Oh Clay does the same," Quinn piped in agreeing. "He thinks when Easton is over that there are just no rules what so ever. He can stay up as long as he wants, play video games all night…not help clean up."
"Men are idiots," Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Oh like you don't do the same?" Brooke kinked a brow. "You use my baby as an excuse to eat all the ice cream and junk food you want."
"Aunt Rachie and I get ice cream all de time," Easton agreed. "But I wike Lucas, we have cookies and coke," he giggled making his mom smile.
"You really like those cookies huh?" she kinked a brow and he nodded.
"De best," he rested his head on her shoulder, snuggling close.
"Wait a second," Rachel squints looking at her friend. "What's with this smile?" she waved her hand at her friend's face. "And you're glowing…why are you glowing?"
"I'm not," Brooke tried to hide her smile by kissing her son's blonde hair.
"You are kinda glowing…" Quinn agreed not seeing that smile on her friend's face in years. "Why you so happy, Happy Girl?"
"Am I not allowed to just be happy?" Brooke questioned, the room feeling with many no's. "Well I am happy because I'm happy. No other reason than that," she shrugged, spinning on her feet and walking over to make a cup of coffee.
"Holy shakes," Quinn slammed her hand the counter looking at her friend it all clicking.
"Holy shakes?" Haley kinked her brow at her sister.
"Will used to say that," Brooke admitted knowing her brother growing up had the weirdest comments. He also loved kids growing up and you always found him around them and when around kids there was just some things you couldn't say. He had alternative words for all of them
"Yeah stuff he said stuck," Quinn waved her hand that not being the point at this moment. "I have seen this look on you one other time in the years I have known you Brooke Davis."
"What look?" Rachel questioned looking at her.
"The I just had sex look!" Quinn rushed out and Brooke broke into a wide grin. "Oh my god you two finally did it!"
"Thank god," Rachel rolled her head back. "It's about damn time. I don't know how you've retrained this long."
"God me neither," Brooke leaned on the counter sipping her drink as Easton sat beside her. "Guys we seriously had sex all night long. I think we might have slept two hours tops."
"Dang girl," Haley chuckled shaking her head. "You clearly had some built up tension."
"I know," Brooke got all dreamy eyed as she talked to them. "But I couldn't help it. Being with him is like nothing I've experienced before and once I got it…god I never didn't want it," she admitted feeling a tingle run down her spin. "I think I have a problem," she teased and they laughed. "No I do, I want to have sex with him all the time now. That can't be healthy."
"Oh Brookie," Rachel laughed leaning back in her chair. "That is not a problem."
"He told me he loved me," she grinned, biting her bottom lip. "We were laying there and he looked at me with a look no one has ever given me and he said he loved me."
"Brooke! That is so awesome," Quinn clapped so happy for her best friend. All she wanted was her happy and knowing she was now made everything perfect.
"I know and the moment was perfect and he was perfect and everything was just…"
"Perfect?" Haley raised a brow and Brooke broke into a grin nodding. "You know Brooke, you and Luke get married we will be sisters."
"Well through I'm not going to jinx that nor comment on it because we aren't even close to that point yet that would be pretty awesome!" Brooke squealed excited. "We will all be sisters."
"Not me," Rachel pouted. "I won't be a part of this little family," she frowned and the girls chuckled.
"I wish you were around four years ago," Brooke admitted with a slight sigh. "You would have been perfect for Willie."
"Oh I have never thought of that before," Quinn's eyes widened for a moment before nodding in agreement. "They would have been so perfect together."
"Was Will cute?" Rachel questioned, hearing of the famous Davis boy all the time but never actually seeing him.
"Oh gorgeous," Quinn told her and Brooke nodded as she searched her phone for her favorite picture ever.
"Here," she flipped it around to show her friend and her jaw dropped.
"Damn Brookie," Rachel rubbed her neck looking at him. "He is fine as hell."
"He was the best brother," Brooke gave a sad smile, Quinn giving her a small hug.
"Why aren't boys like him around anymore?" Rachel frowned dropping her chin to her hand as she looked at the picture. "Hot, talented, sweet, he is perfect."
"He was," Quinn agreed. "And one hell of a friend and brother."
"Life sucks," Rachel hit next on the phone revealing a picture that made her smirk. "He isn't that bad looking either," she flipped the phone around making Brooke blush.
"Give me that," she snatched the phone and shutting it from the photo she took with her boyfriend this morning in bed.
"No wonder she wants him all the time," Rachel smirked making the girls laugh.
"Waking up to that might make me have a sex problem too," Haley teased getting a shove from her friend as they started heading out of the room towards the living room.
"Mommy's friends are so crazy huh?" Brooke looked down at her little boy who nodded.
"Berry crazy…"
"God mommy missed you," she leaned down kissing his head. "So much," she squeezed him tight.
"I missed you too mommy," Easton looked up at him with those gorgeous blue eyes. "I wike you happy mommy. You have the prettiest smile!" he touched her cheek making her grin more.
"So do you baby," she kissed his head making him giggle. "Now come on let's get you breakfast."
"And where is that?" Lucas questioned scribbling down some address on the pad in front of him.
"That one is by 16th Street," he fiddled through the papers. "And this one was last week that small diner off of 12th," he explained.
"That close to the city?" he ran his hand in the creases in his forehead.
"About half an hour," he told him, shuffling through some more. "But…" he paused holding a page as he read it. "But he was in Michigan three weeks ago. It seems he travels in and out a lot."
"I would prefer if he would just stay out," Lucas grumbled, reading over the file.
"We will keep an eye on him," he promised and Lucas nodded. "He gets to close I'll call you right away."
"Thanks Peter," Lucas closed the file standing up with his friend. "I appreciate this."
"No problem, Luke," they shook hands as they walked towards the door. "I'll see you next week."
"Alright man, have a good weekend," he slapped his back and closed the door as he moved back to his desk. Dropping down on the chair as he read over the papers in front of him. Holding up a photo as he looked over the man in it. "He really does look just like you," he rubbed his jaw with a slight head shake.
"Everything ok?" he lifted his head to see his friend walking into his office.
"Clay, hey man," he looked up at him, shuffling through his papers on his desk, not sure if he wanted to share this info or not. "What's up?"
"Nothing, just bored," he dropped down in the chair in front of him. "What you up too? A new client?" he grabbed the folder before the blonde could stop him and flipped it open. "What's this?" he looked at the photos feeling the anger in him just by seeing the man's face again.
"I just wanted to know where he was," he confessed. "I find I like living life better if I know where he is located all the time."
"Why?" Clay's eyes snapped up to look at him. "Why would you want to even bring him into your life?"
"Because Brooke is in my life," he reminded him. "And he is Easton's father."
"He is nothing to that little boy," his temper flared at the mention of him being a parent to Easton.
"It scares Brooke not knowing where he is," Lucas told him, seeing the look flash over his friend's face. "Now I know where he is. I can protect her and Easton just fine because I always know where he is."
"Don't let him consume you life, Luke. Be with Brooke, be happy and don't think twice about this guy. He isn't coming back around," he told him tossing the file on his desk.
"Brooke doesn't think that's true," he told him, knowing Brooke feared Carter returning and somehow taking Easton from her. Something Lucas would never allow.
"He isn't coming back," Clay stated again standing up. "I sat and watched my best friend putting all his time and energy into keeping track on this guy and look what happened to him?"
"Clay I'm not going to confront him. He keeps his distance, I'll keep mine," he shrugged finding it all that simple.
"He killed my best friend Lucas," he jaw clutched at the thought of that night. "My best friend died because of that bastard and he is finally out of our lives. I want him to stay out of our lives, don't bring him back into it."
"Clay, I'm not," Lucas told him quickly. "He doesn't have clue what is going on."
"Carter isn't stupid, we want to think he is but he isn't. If he wants to be found he will, if he doesn't he won't. You found him," he tapped his finger on the file. "He wanted you to find him. And I bet you my next four pay checks he knows about you and Brooke and this guy who is following him so I'm telling you to stop. You leave him alone he will leave us alone," he told him heading towards the door. "And he better still be leaving us alone," he told him, slamming the door, leaving Lucas a little lost and confused.
He thought Clay would be happy about him knowing where Carter was. To him he held all the cards if he knew where the guy was located but to Clay it was like it was the end of everything. That didn't sit well with Lucas, that didn't silence about a million and one questions that were now racing through his brain.
Sorry so short but here is an update before I head out…Leaving in like five minutes so hope you enjoy!