Brooke's eyes fluttered open with a smile permanently plastered on her face. The arm that was resting around her waist made her feel safe; made her feel protected and she loved it.

She loved him.

She hadn't admitted it, hadn't told a single person but she was so in love with the boy holding her that it scared the life out of her.

"Mmm…" there was a kiss to the back of her shoulder and she grinned. "You smell so good," he snuggled closer, his arms tightening around her.

"Thank you," she giggled, flipping around in his arms and catching his mouth on hers.

"Well good morning to you too," he teased, rolling on his back and bringing her on top of him. Brooke's hands frame on his face as she smiled. His fingers threading through her hair as he deepened the kiss, pretty positive his life was complete in that exact moment.

"Mmm…" she pulled out of their kiss, smiling down at him. "Good morning."

"I think I could wake up many mornings to this," he grinned at the idea.

"That would work for me," she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth looking down at him. "What are your plans for today?"

"Work-"

"Blah!" she teased and he laughed.

"I know its sucks," his hands ran back and forth over her bare thighs. "But then after work we are heading back to my place for like a guys' night for Nate."

"A guys night, huh?" she corked a brow making him roll his eyes. "Is that code word for bachelor party?"

"No not exactly," he shook his head. "I mean we are all just hanging out at my place really. No cake popping out strippers and kinky whips," his eyes rolled again and Brooke tensed at the word. "Just more hanging out, Nathan wants to stay tamed," he explained and her eye brows rose. "Haley told him he had to stay tamed."

"That sounds about right, but just make sure my Boyfriend stays tamed."

"I will," he shook his head at the thought. "Plus Clay is going to be there. I'll be on my best behavior under big brother's watchful eye."

"You better," she leaned down with a grin kissing him. "I wish you weren't working today," she frowned against his mouth. "I want to just spend all day with you."

"I'll cut the night short and come over. I did promise a whole weekend together."

"That you did," she grinned, capturing his mouth with hers and lacing their fingers together. His hands tugging her down closer and making her giggle as he went to deepen their kiss.

"What…what happened here?" his eyes squint slightly pulling from their kiss and noticing a colored mark on her arm he hadn't noticed the day before.

"I ran into a counter at work yesterday morning," she lied looking at the bruise on her arm where she was gripped. "I can be a little klutzy," she let out a dry laugh wishing she could scrub the grim of Felix's marks off her.

"I'm sorry Pretty Girl," he laced his fingers through hers and brought her wrist up to give it a sweet kiss. "Maybe we should baby proof work for you," he teased and she broke into a real smile.

"Will did that," she told him her smile dropping slightly. "I was barely a month pregnant and he went crazy baby proofing his place. Carrie hated it…"

"Carrie seemed like a real prize," he let out a dry laugh.

"She was…she wasn't at all good enough for my brother. He deserved the best, Carried was not that…"

"Will, stop. You are starting to freak me out," Brooke admitted as her brother's leg bounced quickly beside her. "I honestly don't get why you are so nervous… I'm the pregnant one…"

"I know that," he rolled his eyes at the young brunette beside him. "I'm just worried…I mean, I don't know how to take care of a baby."

"You don't have to take care of him," she looked up at the boy beside her, the perfect most amazing boy ever. "Will this is my baby, my responsibility. I don't expect you to take care of him or her."

"Ok, one it's a boy…we have discussed this about a thousand times," he joked and Brooke just rolled her eyes. "And second of course I'm going to help…you are my baby sister and this is my nephew," his hand laid on her stomach. "I already love him more than I've loved anything because he is a part of you."

"Remember when we were little and you said that you would never believe I was ever pregnant?" she reminded him and he started to laugh.

"The thought of you ever having sex just completely freaked me out," he confessed and she grinned. "The thought of you dating freaked me out. But when I found out it was Carter…I thought alright," he reached up, running the tip of his finger across a bruise on his baby sister's normally flawless face. "He will protect her; he is a good guy…"

"He wasn't always a bad good, Will…"

"Yeah he was," he told her quickly. "That kind of evil doesn't just pop out of nowhere, it's inside of them. Deep down in there and just waits for the moment to pop out," he gave a broken smile at the girl beside him. "But not anymore… he won't even be around you…"

"I know…" she gave a slight smile.

"William!" the shriek came through the room making them both cringe.

"Kill me now…" Will turned to his sister to ask. "Seriously, shoot me right now in the face…please!"

"William I need you NOW!"

"Please?" Brooke yelled back and heard a growled 'whatever' and then a paused 'bitch…' "Sorry," Brooke looked at her brother with a shrug. "I tried…"

"It's whatever," he flung himself up. "What Carrie? What do you want to buy with my money?" he called and Brooke let out a laugh…her brother was too much.

"What you thinking?" Lucas looked at his girlfriend as she got a distant look in her eyes.

"Nothing," she shook her head. "Just memories…"

"Good ones?" Lucas slid his arms around her waist and she nodded.

"Some of the best," she tilted her head to give him a sweet kiss. "Hurry back tonight, alright?" she asked feeling something in her stomach she wasn't too keen on. A feeling like the one she got that day when she lost Will. "And please be careful…"

"Always," he kissed her nose with a smile. "But I was thinking about meeting Clay and Nate for breakfast before work…Take Easton if you don't mind."

"You love your boys' time, huh?" she teased draping her arms over his shoulders. "I'm starting to think you only date me for my son…" she joked and he let out a small laugh.

"No," he shook his head. "Nate was just here last night and mentioned us hanging tonight and Easton asked if he got to go. Being it's going to be just guys sitting around drinking I assumed you wouldn't allow that so we told him we would have a guys' day before I went to work."

"I guess I could be alright with that," she pondered the thought. "I have to work this morning, now I don't have to find someone to watch him."

"Nope," he shook his head. "After we eat, he can come hang out at the office with me until you finish with work."

"You sure you aren't gay?" she kinked a brow. "You just seem way to perfect," she teased. "Lucas!" she squealed, when he whipped her around and pushed her up against the wall behind her, his body pressing hard against hers making her breath race in and out of her.

"Haven't I already proved to you that one I'm very man," he wiggled his knee between her thighs making her gasp. "And that I am completely into women?" he growled nipping at her earlobe, lighting a fire through her whole body.

"Luke…" she curled her fingers through his hair and wrapped her leg around his. Grabbing onto that unshaven face and slamming her lips into his. His hands sliding down to wrap around her and lifting her to rest around his hips. His teeth tugging at her lower lip making her moan before slipping his tongue inside.

"How early does Easton normally wake up?" he panted, pulling from their kiss.

"Every morning at 7:23," she stated, leaning in to give him a rough kiss. "He is like clockwork," she informed him, truly loving her baby for that. Since Easton came home from the hospital and started sleeping through the night without fail he would wake up at two times, one being 4:48 wanting his bottle and when he went off that he would always wake up at 7:23. She didn't know what it was, no matter what time he went to sleep he would wake up then. She honestly loved it.

"That gives us," he tugged away from their kiss to check the clock. "Twenty minutes," he looked back at her. "I can do a hell of a lot in twenty minutes," he smirked, making her giggle as he carried her back to the bedroom.

"Dat happened!" Easton announced annoyed he couldn't get the blonde to agree. "Tell dem!" he ordered the man carrying him.

"It's true," Lucas nodded. "Easton beat me at football last night…" he chuckled at the small game of football him and the little guy got into last night in his living room.

"Luke, he is like two feet tall," Nathan reminded his brother.

"I know, he can hide and move better," he defended his lose getting the guys to laugh.

"Clay, I tree soon," Easton looked at the man beside him. "Member my birsday?"

"Of course little man," he ruffled his hair with a grin. "We are going to throw a big party," he promised with a wink. "With cake…"

"Choc?" he questioned and a couple brows scrunched.

"Chocolate," Lucas informed his brother who looked lost. "He means chocolate."

"I say dat!" Easton snapped his head. "I want choc. Momma and I lub it!"

"I know buddy," Clay laughed tickling his belly making him wiggle in Lucas's arms. "So what is the plan for tonight?"

"Sports, beer, food," Nathan spoke each and got a laugh from his friends. "I'm serious guys. I don't want to go anywhere. I honestly hate strippers," he stated and his friends snapped their heads to look at him.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, I mean it's such a tease," he shrugged. "I go to a club, pay a shit ton of money to have some chick rub her body all over me, get me excited and send me home. Or I can hang with you losers, call an early night and head home to a girl that will rub all over me and give me a happy ending," he smirked and his friends laughed.

"If you say it that way," Clay pondered the thought and actually agreeing…well to a point.

"Yeah, so sorry guys. I would prefer my girl over others," Nathan shrugged, honestly only doing this party tonight because of Tim. He bugged him about it but honestly he just wanted it to be done with so he could go home to Haley. The season was about to start and he was going to be traveling a lot and he wanted to spend as much time with her as he could before that happened.

"Same here," Lucas agreed, the thought of watching Brooke do a little strip tease for him a lot more entertaining than some girl he didn't know. "I actually really like the sound of that," he grinned, digging his phone from his pocket.

"Sound of what?" Clay cocked a brow not understanding his friend's random statement.

"Nothing," Lucas shook his head at him as he sent off a text.

"God, I'm starving," Nathan's stomach growled as they walked, making Easton giggle.

"Nathan make funny noise," he poked the man beside him getting a laugh.

"That he did," Lucas chuckled, sliding his phone in his pocket with a grin. He couldn't wait to get home tonight. "But we are about to feed him so he won't make any more funny noises," he teased his brother, pulling the door on the small restaurant they were about to enter.

"Oh Luke, can we talk a second," Clay paused at the door to talk to his friend. Lucas giving him a nod and handing the little boy in his arms to Nathan.

"We are going in because I'm starving," Nathan announced, walking in the restaurant starving.

"What's up?" Lucas turned to look at his friend who suddenly became extremely serious.

"I wanted to apologize for the other day," he told him, truly annoyed with the way he acted towards his friend. "I just…"

"It's ok man," Lucas waved his hand cutting him off. "Trust me I understand, I do."

"I know… I still shouldn't have been such an ass."

"It's ok," Lucas shrugged, clamping his hand on his friend's shoulder. "You don't have to explain anything. At the time I wasn't there… I don't know what happened but I know some. I know Brooke lost her brother," he said and Clay's eyes darted to the ground. "But I think people sometimes forget you lost your best friend also…"

"I don't want him coming back around," Clay told him with a shrug. "He ruins people's lives, that what he does."

"And he won't ruin anyone else's around us," Lucas promised, knowing if he had any say in it he would never let Carter hurt the people he loved again. "But let's go eat," he nodded his head towards the restaurant. "I'm starving…"

"Alright man," he agreed, following his friend inside.

"Dirty boy," Brooke mumbled to herself as she read her boyfriend's text.

"Who's a dirty boy?" Rachel popped up beside her making Brooke scream.

"Christ, Rachel," Brooke placed her hand on her chest as it raced. "You scared the hell out of me…"

"So sorry," the red head flipped her hand dismissing it. "But really…who is dirty any why?" she tapped her fingers together with a sneaky grin.

"Didn't your mother teacher you not to be nosey?" Brooke kinked her brow, sliding her phone in her pocket and getting back to work.

"Babe, my mother didn't teach me nothing but to push your chest out, bat your eyes pretty and marry into money…"

"Sounds like an amazing one…"

"Oh the best," Rachel let out a laugh. "But seriously…dirty…who…how…"

"I was just talking to Lucas and he said Easton fell in the mud," she lied, wiping down a table. Trying her best to hide her grin at what the text truly said.

"Oh," Rachel deflated. "That's not good gossip."

"My apologies, but really Rach? You think I would 'gossip' about my boyfriend?" she used air quotes at the word.

"I would hope, even Hales drops some good little things about Nathan every once and awhile…And from what I hear, that boy is-"

"Don't!" Brooke's hand flew up to stop the rest of that sentence. "Please don't give me images or thoughts about my boyfriend's brother."

"Right, sorry," she sunk into the chair a little. "But if Lucas is anything like Nathan, lucky you," she smirked, sliding from her chair and heading towards the back.

"I bet he is," she grinned, sucking her bottom lip and going back to the table. Her phone suddenly going off once again.

'Please! If I'm a good little boy I deserve a reward and that is what I want. So be ready you…me…bed…maybe some chocolate…'

"Probably even better," she tingled at the thought, sliding her phone in her pocket and wishing her day would be over and she could be home for her night with her boyfriend.

"So Easton isn't with you?" Lucas questioned as he sat on the couch at his friend's place.

"No," Brooke frowned, running her finger over the thin material of her top. "Apparently Rachel has seen some guy at this local café. I've taken Easton there a few times, but it's like a coffee shop but also has this big play place for kids. There is blow up slides and a ball pit and such…but away, Rachel said every Friday night, this guy goes there, plays with his daughter and then goes and sits on his laptop while she plays some by himself."

"Uh huh," Lucas nodded, still not getting why Easton isn't home. "That affects East how?"

"Oh, well she is taking my sweet precious little boy to this café in hopes to strike up a conversation with Mr. Gorgeous," she explained, hearing nonstop about how sweet this guy seemed to be. How he was so wrapped up in his daughter the few times Rachel tried to flirt he wouldn't even pay that much attention.

"What if he is married?"

"Wondered that, he wears no ring and Rachel asked one of the waitresses and she told her that his wife left right after his daughter was born."

"So let me get this straight. Rachel is using Easton to talk to some guy whose wife left him and his child?"

"Well when you say it like that, it just sounds bad," Brooke pouted, looking at her finger nails; she really needed to get them done. Too bad she couldn't afford it.

"I'm just messing with you, babe," he chuckled, taking a sip of his beer.

"I know, I'm just bored," she flipped on her side and watched the un-turned on TV.

"I know, I'm not having that great of a time either," he admitted.

"Boys' night, not so fun?"

"Not really… We are just playing video games and drinking beers. Nate is off somewhere very likely talking to Hales, while Felix and Tim are getting into some lame pool match and Clay…Clay is in a weird mood," he admitted, looking over at his friend as he sat with a folder before him.

"What's wrong with him?" she frowned, not liking her close friend upset about something.

"I'm not sure."

"Yeah…but," she pulled her phone back when it started beeping in her ear. "Shoot…someone is on my other line, but call me later?"

"Yeah Pretty Girl, I'll call you before I leave," he promised, saying a goodbye before hanging up his phone. Throwing himself off the couch and moving over to his friend with the folder and now an opened laptop. "Whatcha doing man?" he slapped his shoulder dropping down beside him.

"Uh…looking over some paper work," his brows knitted together as he read the lines before him.

"Anything I can help with?"

"No…it's…its Will's will," he admitted, cutting his eyes at his friend before the screen before him. "I got a call from Rick earlier saying that Carrie was going into settle."

"That's great right? I mean if she settles…"

"I guess…" he shrugged. "But Carrie has her own money…she made it from that shit modeling career she had and Will didn't want her to get a damn thing. It was his money Luke," he turned to face his friend. "He worked his ass off for it and…damn it she doesn't deserve any of it. And it's real fucked up she is trying to get it."

"Will she get a lot?"

"More than half," he frowned, as he started to search for a new document. "The way Will split up his assets he made sure the people he cared about got taken care of. He never thought he would die young so he had it set for his future children, a little for his mom because they actually were really close. Then obviously Carrie as his wife got a few things like his house, car, bank accounts, they had a vacation home so she was signed on that, but he wanted Brooke to have most," he looked at his friend. "He never wanted his baby sister to have to depend on anyone. He wanted her life to be perfect, hell he left stuff to Easton…"

"How? How did he leave stuff to him if he wasn't around yet?"

"The night he found out she was pregnant he called me and I called his attorney. He wanted him taken care of being as Carter wasn't going to do it. Will loved Brooke, obviously it was his sister but after he found out about Carter, what he did to her," Clay temper flared and he shook his head. "He blamed himself for every bad thing that happened to her."

"Why? It wasn't his fault…"

"Carter was jealous of Will," the blonde shrugged. "In his mind Will got everything he ever wanted and he was second rate, always. In Will's mind he took that out on Brooke. That was the one thing Carter had of Will's that he could control. And once Will found out what happened he went in over protective mode. Brooke didn't move without him there, she wanted something he got it, no second thought it just happened. He felt he was always trying to make up for what he had overlooked."

"Brooke loved him, I don't even have to see them interacted to know she loved her big brother. She didn't want any of his personal belongs…just him."

"And he knew that… But…" he paused remembering one of the many talks he had with his best friend.

"But what?"

"Will loved his life, he did but he felt his life being perfect always made Brooke's tougher. He was smart, he got great grades without even trying, he was popular and good looking. He touched something it turned to gold. Always. Brooke struggled with things, she was always in big brother's shadow and her mother…god Victoria made her feelings on who she favored very clear and Will hated it. He loved his mother but he hated how she treated Brooke and he would vocalize it. Yet instead of his mother getting upset with him, she would just blame Brooke for her son turning against her. Will was already protective of Brooke but then add all that and Carter…he went in overdrive. He would have given her the damn world if he thought she wanted it, hence why Carrie hated her so much."

"Sounds like a pretty great brother…"

"Yeah," Clay frowned looking at a photo on his desktop of him and he best friend. "He was the best," he cleared the tightness in his throat as Lucas slapped his shoulder giving it a squeeze.

"Ok this is lame," Felix wondered into the room.

"I know…too much of a sausage fest," Tim followed, dropping on the couch. "Where are the fine ass ladies at?"

"Staying the hell away from you," Nathan walked into the kitchen to grab a drink, earning a laugh from his brother and close friend.

"Why don't we go do something else?" Tim suggested. "I know Nate is on his lame ass I'm whipped shit but there has to be something..."

"Ok, I am not whipped," Nathan defended and way too many eyes landed on him for his liking. "I'm not!"

"Alright, alright guys let's leave him alone," Lucas waved his hands as the group laughed at Nathan's last comment.

"Assholes…" he grumbled, tossing his beer lid on the counter.

"But what do you have in mind?" Clay leaned in his chair, shutting his laptop. Figuring he could look over all the legal stuff at a later time, not like he hadn't read it a thousand times. It wasn't going to change.

"Oh lets-"

"No!" Lucas and Nathan spoke at the same time, knowing Tim and knowing what he was about to suggest.

"Fine," he pouted sinking down on the couch.

"You know," Felix leaned back on the leather couch with a sneaky grin. "I have an idea…"

"Which is?" Nathan asked.

"Oh you just have to trust me," he flashed that grin as he stood. "It will be fun…promise."

"Why are you so excited?" Nathan looked at Tim who was bouncing on the balls of his feet like a child about to meet Santa.

"Because Nate," Lucas slapped his brother on the shoulders. "Tim is about to see his first ever naked woman," he joked getting a laugh from his friends and a shove from the smaller one of the group.

"Shut up, asshole," Tim snipped as they walked through the doors. The loud music blasting through the room as their eyes scanned over all the barely cladded girls, the men in business suits and the men you weren't even sure how they afford to enter. There was a few groups of girls there, a bachelorette party the guys later on learned and each guy still swore upon one thing.

Girls have way more fun at strip clubs then guys.

It's probably because they got more attention, the strippers knew the girls wouldn't get creepy but with the guys you never could be sure.

"I'm in heaven," Tim's eyes stayed wide and Clay shook his head at his mouth dropping friend. He really was like a child.

"Alright, follow me," Felix slid around the place like he'd been there a million times. Flashing a smile at a few girls, saying hi to the bartender with the green streaks in her dark hair and even slapping a few business men on the shoulders as he passed. If you didn't know him, you might actually think he did own the place.

"No one is going to tell Hales right?" Nathan questioned as they sat down in a secluded booth in the back. "I mean really, she hates strip clubs."

"No one is going to say anything to Hales," Felix rolled his eye, pointing at a waitress and whipping his finger in a motion she seemed to understand. "No stop being a little bitch and have fun. If we are good my favorite will come out," he smirked, cutting his eyes at the blonde on the end playing with his phone. "You alright, Luke?"

"What?" The blonde's head snapped up to see his friend. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Brooke just hadn't texted me back, no big deal," he shrugged it off, figuring she just fell asleep.

"Mhmm…" the dark haired boy scanned his eyes around the room. Licking his lips at the thought of his favorite brunette. She was so damn sexy, it really was a shame she did what she did.

"Here you go Mike," the long haired blonde sat a round of shots before the guys, along with each the normal drink Felix ordered.

"Thanks baby doll," Felix winked, slipping a bill in her cleavage line.

"Anything for you," she smirked, placing her tray by her side. "Enjoy, let me know if you need anything else," she gave the table a seductive glance before spinning on her heels and walking away from the group.

"Mike?" Nathan raised a brow as he took a glass in his hand.

"Like I would let the sluts know my real name? Hell no, this could turn into stalking central," he shook his head grabbing a glance. "But here is to Nate," he brought the glass up as the rest of the table followed. "To his gorgeous bride to be, with the fine ass that I could have had if she met me first."

"Watch it," Nathan warned, never too keen on his friends taking he had one his girlfriend.

"To a good night," Clay covered the last bit and the table laughed before throwing the drinks back and prepared to enjoy the rest of their night.

Two shots in they were feeling fine, three shots and a very stiff drinking they were feeling tipsy and on the fourth shot of something that was so strong it tasted like rubbing alcohol the table was pretty sure they would agree to just about anything.

"Alright!" Tim jerked his body forward. "I say we get our man a lap dance," he clamped Nathan on the shoulder with a sloppy smile.

"No, no, no, Haley would kill me," he shook his head way faster than he should and felt his stomach churn a bit.

"No, Tim is right," Felix agreed, scanning his eyes around and landing them on their waitress and quickly waving her back over. "It's only right and come on who is going to tell Haley?" he questioned as the blonde returned beside him.

"Another round boys?" she wondered with a smile.

"No, right now we are good but I was wondering if I could make a request…" Felix gave her a smile that she read well.

"I will be right on that," she gave a wink as she quickly walked away.

"Felix, how many times do you come here?" Lucas questioned, not getting how his friend knew everyone so well, how with a look he got what he was wanting and with a wave of a finger they all knew what he was drinking.

"Not a lot," he lied and his friend drowned out in a drunken chatter as his zeroed in on one thing. He hadn't seen her all night but he had hoped she would show, she wore that dark red corset that hugged her so tight it made his pulse quicken, her lips were panted red, her hair down in a light wave and her legs ran into a pair of heels. She was so damn sexy, so sexy that he hated she wasn't his. Hated there wasn't much he could do to get her to be his and at that moment hated his friend at the end of the table laughing for knowing every intimate detail of the thing he was wanting most.

She didn't notice it was him, all the way to the table her eyes stared at her feet, avoiding the looks of the lustful men around her. Even dressed how she was she didn't look like she belonged. Tucking her hair behind her ear he notice how her eyes squinted in the light trying to get a look at their table and he thanked everything above she didn't have a clue until her hand placed on the railing at the top of the steps that led to the table they were at.

Then with a smirk Felix leaned back in the red booth and watched it all unfold. How her eyes widened, how her mouth dropped and how within second tears started to fill the gorgeous eyes that were looking at one thing, one thing that had yet to even notice her standing there.

"Oh hot damn…" Tim's mouth ran dry as he looked at the girl before him, the table laughing with each other and one by one eyes started to fall upon her. Her heart quickened, her body trembled and when those gorgeous blue eyes finally landed on her she felt her entire world quickly disappear.

"Brooke?"

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