May 13th, 2011 10:50am
"Are you sure it's not too cold?" A concerned Julian Baker asked his wife of one year, Brooke Baker as they left the house.
"Julian, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean that there is a 50% higher chance of me getting the flu." Brooke joked, while rubbing her five month pregnant belly.
"No kidding Julian." Sam Baker, now 18, remarked. In Sam's hands, was Brooke and Julian's adopted son Jack. Julian reached over to grab Jack and bounced him up and down.
"Still, baby. If you find it too cold, we'll come straight home." Julian put baby Jack in his car seat and then looked over at his wife. Brooke had a frustrated look on her face and just rolled her eyes, hopping into the car.
"Which beach do you guys want to go too?" Julian asked as they left the neighborhood.
"Santa Monica." Sam and Brooke said unanimously. The two erupted in laughter and Julian couldn't help but laugh too.
"Sounds like a plan." Julian smirks.
"You use that so much." Brooke laughs.
"What?"
"Your smirk."
"What is wrong with the smirk?"
"Nothing." Brooke turns behind and looks at Sam whose giggling quietly.
Women.
Julian shakes his head with the thought.
June 13th, 2010 8:30pm
"That was an amazing dinner!" Brooke commented, as her and Julian walked on the sandy beach.
They had just come from the Santa Monica promenade and had a lovely dinner at Brooke's favorite Italian restaurant.
Julian found it so difficult to believe that they had been together for over a year now. Each day felt like the first day with Brooke and each day he couldn't believe that she let him in.
"Let's sit, shall we?" Julian asks, taking a spot near the water. Brooke nods and sits next to him, taking off her shoes and digging her toes into the water, giggling when the tide washed over her feet. Julian didn't say anything; he just watched her giggle and smirked to himself.
You're so beautiful.
Julian doesn't know how he's going to do this. Does he start with a speech? Or get in position first?
"Brooke?" He asks, Brooke turns to look at him.
"I love you; I love you more than anything. Each morning, is like a gift, when I wake up next to you. You're beautiful, you're strong and you're the most amazing mother." What he does next feels right; he pulls himself onto one leg.
"Will you marry me?" He opens the baby blue box and reveals a beautiful ring. The ring is silver and it's got a medium-sized square diamond, aliened with smaller squares. It's the most beautiful ring; Brooke believes she's ever seen.
"Oh my gosh, yes Julian! Yes!" Julian takes her left hand, with a grin on his face, and puts the ring on her finger. Brooke looks at the ring and then looks at Julian with this hopelessly in love look on her face.
The tide goes past Brooke's knees and causes her to scream from the cold. She jumps towards Julian and then pulls him in for a kiss.
"I love you."
"I love you."
May 13th, 2011 11:21am
"I'm gonna go and join Sam!" A smiling Brooke tells Julian, whose sitting to her left. Jack is asleep in his car seat and Sam in playing in the water.
Brooke takes off her dress to reveal her bathing suit. It's a tankini, although it's a little small due her baby bump.
"What? Am I fat?" Brooke asks. Julian's eyes are glued to her.
"No, stunning." Brooke giggles and looks at her feet.
"Mom, come on!" Sam squeals from the water. Brooke slowly runs into the water and joins Sam.
Julian watches as Brooke turns back at Julian and rubs her stomach. Brooke laughs after Sam makes a sarcastic comment. In return, Brooke splashed Sam, who splashed back.
"This is so much better than I dreamed."
A/N: I cannot believe it's done, truthfully. I have never finished a fic on nor have I ever gotten such a reception (although TYL is doing real good). I want to thank every single one of you! You were such a big part of this fic.
Onto the next story, this one will be MUCH lengthier. Its called When It's Right and yes it's Brooke/Julian.
I'll probably post it sometime this week. A few days after this one. I'm actually really excited to post it, its complicated let me tell you. But it's been great to write.