Walking down the hall the blonde cracked the door open to reveal the small boy sleeping inside. His top lip parted from his bottom and his hands tucked under his cheek. He looked so innocent sleeping, hell he was always innocent, but sleeping made him look so at peace.
"Hey Easton…" the large hand shook the small boy who wiggled on his bed."Wake up buddy…" he instructed and the little blonde rolled over and wiped the sleep from his eyes.
"Uncle Clay?" he blinked a couple times and his tired eyes dropped in the corners.
"Hey kiddo, want to go somewhere with me?" he whispered and the small boy started nodding slowly as he wrapped his arms around his neck. "Cool, let's get you dressed," he carried him over to the dresser and balanced him on his hip as he searched for some clothes. "Not too much awake, huh?" he teased as he kept a steady hand on the little boy and let him stand on the bed. His little body swaying back and forth as his eyes stayed closed and hands rested on Clay's shoulders. "Ok," he laughed picking him up and settling him on his hip as he walked down the hall, the little shoes in his hand as he entered the kitchen to find the young couple. "We won't be gone long."
"I'm not worried," Brooke flashed a smile as she sipped her coffee. "I know he is in good hands," she told him and with a gentle smile, Clay nodded. "Just text me later. The only thing we have planned tonight is dinner at seven-thirty," she spoke, but let her eyes linger on her boy as she said it. Taking note when he shifted uncomfortable but kept his eyes locked on some email he was sending off for work.
"He will be back by then. I promise."
"Ok," Brooke moved over and ran her hand through his growing locks. She needed to get him a haircut, but so attached to his little curls she wasn't sure she was ready. "You have fun and be good for Uncle Clay, baby," she instructed, but his little eyes still half parted. "Bye Gorgeous, mommy loves you."
"You too..." he barely mumbled out and with a tight-lipped smile and a goodbye, Clay spun on his feet and left the young couple alone.
"So," Brooke turned to face him and leaned against the counter with a grin.
"So," Lucas pushed the computer back and leaned in his chair.
"We have this whole day to ourselves," she slowly started to sway toward him with a sneaky grin. "What would you like to do with it?" she dropped into his lap and draped her arm over his shoulder.
"Well, I know what I would like to do," his eyes ran over her and she blushed a fraction. His hand skimming up her leg making her shiver. "But sadly I have to run to the office for a moment," he frowned and she stuck her bottom lip into a pout.
"It's Saturday," she pointed out like he wasn't aware. She knew he had a job, she knew he had a busy schedule, but this week had been a pain. He stayed at the office late and would leave in the morning nine times out of ten before she woke. And the days he was actually home at a decent hour, he was locked in his office working on some huge trading deal. She knew he loved it, but she really hated it.
"I know, Pretty Girl," he drummed his fingers on the glass table and dropped his head back.
"Tired?" she rubbed her fingers through his hair and he nodded, swearing he could probably fall asleep with the way she was massaging his scalp. "You haven't slept much..."
"Haven't slept any," his eyes close and her mouth twist to the side looking at him. "Must the time I just lay there."
"I'm sorry, baby," she frowned, hating he was having such a hard week. "Why don't you go to the office and then come home and sleep?"
"No," his head shook and eyes cracked back open. "I'm good. I seriously just have to pick up a file and send a few things off. Why don't you go with me? Then after we can head to lunch and maybe the mall or something," he offered and a wide grin spread across her face. "I'll sleep tomorrow."
"Oh Luke," she threw her arms around him excited. "I love shopping."
"I know," he chuckled and she pressed a kiss to his lips. "Mmm..." he hummed against her lips and placed his hands on her hips pulling her closer. The sweet innocent kiss quickly flipping as he twisted her around to straddle his waist. Sleep not being the only thing he had been missing out on in the last week.
"Luke..." she pulled back panting and caught the fire rip through his eyes as he looked at her. "Rush on the office visit?" she asked and his head started to shake.
"Just have to have it out by three," he growled leaning in and pressing a hot kiss to her neck and her toes curled back. "I've got plenty of time."
"Good," she groaned as she started tugging his shirt over his head and he lifted them up moving them back toward their bedroom.
"Morning, Mr. Scott," Jones greeted as the young man walked toward him, the brunette beauty glowing on his arm. "Miss Davis."
"Brooke," Brooke corrected and he chuckled with a nod.
"Sorry, ma'am, how I always seem to forget."
"Well don't worry too much. Soon she will be sporting a new name for you to easily remember," Lucas smirked and sent Brooke a wink as he hit the button on the elevator.
"Is that so?" Jones twisted his head to look at her and Brooke lit up as she held up her finger revealing the red wire wrapped around her finger. "Oh goodness, congratulations!"
"Thank you," Brooke beamed as she looked at her hand. "I'm kinda happy about it," she joked and Lucas's eyes rolled.
"I plan on getting her something real soon. Just kind of all I had at the moment," Lucas mumbled a little embarrassed and Brooke sent him a glare.
"This is real," she snapped and held her hand to her chest offended. "You aren't taking it back."
"I'm not going to take it back, just saying I want something else...better."
"What's better than something you made me? Something you created?" she questioned and he gave a shrug as the bell alerted its arrival.
"Something with value," he suggested and instantly knew that was the wrong thing when her eyes turned ablaze.
"You have fun with that answer, Mr. Scott," Jones teased and stepped back from the elevator. "Think I'll wait on taking the next ride up."
"Coward," Lucas joked and the old man held his hands up welcoming it as the doors slid shut. Instantly felt a slap to his arm. "Knew that was coming."
"You are such an ass," she hissed and crossed her arms. "Always hating on my ring."
"Babe, I'm not hating," he shook his head and turned to face her. "I just want something on it that says Brooke. Something that people see and go oh yeah, you know your girl."
"But this is me," she looked at it and ran her finger across the small heart. "It's perfect."
"I know and you can still wear it, but just humor me? I make more money than probably needed and I can't have people seeing something on my girl's finger that is probably worth less than the gum ball machines Easton plays with."
"Luke, I don't care about your money," her arms came around his neck and her hand cupped the back of it. "I love you. In a cardboard box or in a million dollar mansion, all I care about is you. Everything else be damned."
"I get that," he agreed and pulled her up for a gentle kiss. "Which is why I want to spoil you," he whispered out and she knew it was a pointless argument and just nodded a 'fine.'
Stepping off the elevator, she laced her fingers back with his and clung close to his side as they ventured down the hall to his office. She knew what people knew about her. She knew the whispers people throughout and that the nicest story about her was she cheated on Lucas with Felix which caused the fight that ended the friendship and that was the nicest. However, she never felt so uncomfortable then walking these halls and passing people who stared and then would whisper and she swore they didn't reach his office soon enough before she all but dove inside.
"So I talked to my mom," Lucas casually speaks as he moves over toward his desk.
"Yeah? How is she?"
"Good," he hid something she caught in his eyes, but chose to ignore it. "She is coming to visit in a couple of weeks. Figure then we could tell her about the engagement."
"Think she is going to be mad?" Worry filtered into her voice and his brow arched.
"Why would she be mad?"
"Well Luke, it's not like we have been together that long," she pointed out as he started on his computer. "I don't know how excited I would be if Easton rushed into a marriage with some woman I didn't know."
"Is that how you feel?" he gave her his full attention as she sat before him fiddling with her ring. "That we are rushing?"
"I just don't want you to feel like it's rushing," she mumbled out and gave a shrug. "I love you, Luke. I don't have to explain that to anyone. I don't care if people don't get us or how fast we moved things. You are different. You have a family here and I don't want them to be upset with you."
"They won't be upset," he spoke instantly and she bit her lip. "Mom loves you, Keith adores you and Lily...well give her a cookie and she is fine," he joked and she laughed. "And they will be happy about this because I'm happy. I've never been this happy."
"Me neither," she pushed out a smile and reached to give his hand a squeeze. "Thank you."
"For?"
"Just being you," she shrugged with a laugh. "Being Broody..."
"I take my title very seriously," he mocked seriousness and she giggled. "Now let me finish this and we are off because I have worked up an appetite and I want to show you something."
"Which is what?"
"You just have to wait," he informed her and she sent him a glare that made him laugh.
"This is cool, Aunt Quinn," Easton, now wide awake as they drove down the old dirt road. "I love this truck. It's red."
"It is," Quinn laughed as Clay parked on the side. "Come here buddy," she pulled him up into her lap and pulled him close. "So you know how Clay is your Uncle Clay?" she asked and he nodded.
"Well you see, Buddy, mommy used to have the coolest big brother ever," Clay told him and Easton looked at him confused. "And he too is your Uncle. He's your Uncle Will."
"I don't think I know him..." Easton bit his bottom lip and stared up at his Aunt. "Quinny, do you know him?"
"I do," Quinn smiled as her chin rested on the top of his head. "He was the coolest guy ever. He was a superhero," she spoke and Easton eyes went wide.
"Superhero?" he repeated and both nodded with a smile. "And he is my Uncle?"
"Yup."
"Well...where is he?" he asked and the young couple shared a look before Clay released a small frown.
"Well, you see, buddy, Uncle Will has so many things he has to do. Superhero things," he rushed to say and knew it wasn't clicking to the small boy. "So being so, he can't really visit. People can't know he is him, you know?"
"Like Superman," Easton nodded, understanding and Clay laughed a little.
"Yeah Superman," he grinned and Quinn kissed his head. "But guess what?" he asked and Easton leaned closer toward him. "This is Uncle Will's car," he whispered and Easton's eyes went wide, making Quinn laugh.
"I'm in a superhero car?" his eyes searched all around and Clay nodded. "Oh my!" he squealed and jumped up on the seat to look around. "Oh my!"
"I know," Clay laughed, sending a wink to his girl. "So you know what that means?"
"That it flies?" Easton asked and Quinn shook her head.
"No..." Clay spoke slowly with a wide grin. "But it does mean you can drive it," he spoke and the little boy's mouth dropped.
"No..."
"Yes," Clay matched his look and reached for his hand. "Just sit in my lap," he pulled him close. "And put your hands here," he pointed at the bottom of the wheel and wrapped a secure arm around his waist. "And think really hard of it going."
"Ok," Easton bit his lip hard as he studied forward.
"Really hard, Gorgeous," Quinn instructed and watched the small boy grow frustrated as his little brows pulled and he bite harder on his lip. Clay letting it go for another second before easing on the gas and it moving forward.
"Clay!" Easton squealed and Quinn laughed pulling her cell from her pocket and hitting the video button. "This is so cool."
"I know," Clay steering down the old dirt road, and looked at Quinn with a smile. "I know it is."
"I have to tell momma about this. She will not believe it," Easton shook his head, his blonde hair bouncing as he looked forward and 'drove'.
"Bet she won't," Quinn shook her head with smile. "Bet she won't."
Walking through the large mall, Brooke beamed as she passed the small shops and glanced inside. She didn't know what she was looking for, nothing really, but just spending time with Lucas was enough. She missed him. As lame as that sounded, she did. He was her best friend, her everything and though she didn't want to be wrapped up in a person like she was, she with Lucas didn't care. Wrap her up tight and send her off because she was head over heels for this boy and she was happy. So damn happy.
"Hey," Lucas tugged her to a stop as he arrived in front of a jewelry shop.
"Luke, no," she moaned shaking her head. "I told you."
"I know, but just humor me, please," he begged and with an eye roll she allowed him to pull her inside. Lucas not in the small store three minutes before some perky blonde popped up before them.
"Hi, may I help you?"
"No we are just-"
"Actually," Lucas cut Brooke off and she bit the inside of her cheek. "Yes, do you have engagement rings?"
"I do..." she pulled the door open and placed a tray before them. "This is our new collection," she pointed at six gorgeous rings before them and went into detail about each. All ranging in size and shape, all ranging in prices.
"I see," Lucas looked at them and back at his girl as she stared out into the mall and he grinned. He knew she hated this, just made him like it so much more. "Do you have anything...different? Like another collection...in back?" he asked slowly and Brooke turned to see something click in the girl before she lit up like a kid on Christmas.
"Yes!" the girl all but squealed and spun to move toward the back, Brooke sure she loved the idea of selling an expensive ring in hopes to get a nice commission.
"Broody, can we go now? I wanted to get some new shoes for Easton?"
"Just a minute," he held his finger up to her and within minutes the girl returned with an older gentleman by her side. "Hi..."
"Hello sir," the older man stepped to the front of the counter and revealed the options before him. This time it limited to just two. "Are these more to your liking?" he asked and Lucas looked down with a large smile.
"I don't know, what you think baby?" he gripped her side to pull her attention forward.
"I don't care, I told you-" and her mouth dropped at the gorgeous pieces before her.
"This one is a white gold, princess cut with diamond lining, the blue diamond," he pulls one from the box and reveals it. "It's a little larger but it has a gorgeous set of diamonds that line around the band," he shows and Brooke nods as she stares at them. "And this one," he pulls out the other and Lucas grinned as she stared at it. "This one is a gorgeous crisscrossed band, that has an emerald cut and unlike the other one, the diamonds reach only about halfway down the band. And the best part is it has a set for your wedding band and it slides together to form one," he takes out another piece and pushed them together.
"It's beautiful," Brooke breathed out and Lucas grinned.
"Would you like to try it?"
"Oh no, I couldn't..."
"She would love too," Lucas took it before she could stop and slowly slid it on her feeling. "Gorgeous," he stared at it and watched a feeling erupt in Brooke as she stared down at it. Mentality high-fiving himself in that moment.
"Luke..."
"Hmm..." Lucas studied it a moment before pulling it back off, removing the wedding band part and taking her hand back to remove the red wire. Twisting it to it sunk up with the ring, it latching in a diamond perfectly so that the heart rested across it. "There now you get your heart you're so attached to," he teased and she let out a small laugh.
"It's beautiful," she spoke as tears she wasn't aware of formed in her eyes.
"Then I did good," Lucas smiled proud and her head jerked up to look at him confused. "You think I've spent all that time away from you this week for some stupid deal?"
"...Yeah..."
"No, I've been talk to my good friend, Chris here," he nodded at the older man who gave a warm smile. "To design the perfect ring for my girl. That's why I went to the office; I had to email him to make sure it was in."
"You..." she went to speak and swallowed the large lump. "You designed this?"
"Mr. Scott has quite the talent, Miss Davis. He might want to look into starting a jewelry line," he teased and Brooke laughed as Lucas's ears turned a bright red. "We have been discussing idea all week, but he wanted it perfect, because he wanted it to be able to fit perfectly with the other ring of yours."
"You did?" she looked at him and he shrugged making her light up that much more. "Boyfriend," she pushed up on her toes and gave him a kiss. "But what if I picked the other one?" she teased and his eyes rolled.
"I asked him the same thing, but he swore he knew his girl and she wouldn't pick something so...flashy," he explained and Brooke bit her lip.
"I get to keep this?"
"It's all yours," Chris waved at her and she smiled big reaching across the counter and hugging him.
"Thank you, Chris. It's beautiful."
"Just like a girl of your standards deserve," he offered a gentle smile and Brooke felt something flip in her stomach as she looked at the boy beside her.
"Are you ready to eat?" he asked casually and she nodded taking his hand in hers. "Thank you, Chris, Abigail," he flashed a smile at both before turning on their feet and out the door. "So clearly you don't hate it..." he teased, when he caught her staring at the ring, the small brunette reaching up and slapping his arm.
"I told you not to do it," she grumbled and he chuckled. "But I do. I love it so much, Luke. God, I have to show Quinn," she skipped and studied the ring.
"I figured," his blue eyes rolled, but couldn't help the smile that was all over her face. "Oh I forgot..."
"Forgot, what?" she looked up at him with creased brows.
"Want to marry me?" he teased and she shook her head laughing.
"If I must," she snapped a shot of the ring and sent it to her best friend. Her phone not in her pocket before a text message came through that made her confused.
"What is that look?"
"My mom just text me," she read the message and resisted throwing it. "Want to meet for dinner sometime this week. She's in town."
"Nice, maybe invite her tonight and have a family parent get together," he teased and she slugged his chest. "Hey, you ok?"
"Yeah, she just...she always finds a way to blame me for Will," she frowned pushing her phone in her pocket. "But you know, right now I don't care. I'm happy and totally engaged."
"Totally," he teased leaning down to give her a sweet kiss that made her heart skip that beat it always seemed to do. All other problems seeming pointless in that moment.
Oh me? Just fell off the face of the earth, but I'm back and think I have my writing bug in return! Hope you enjoyed! I have a crazy work schedule the rest of the week and weekend, but hopefully I can have some writing time next week!
Look out for updates
Review!