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Chapter 21
authors note : Personally one of my favorite chapters so far. We're that much closer to eventually meeting the twins and just how far Brucas have come. Brooke's insecurity about her body. Her openly sharing that with Lucas. Shows just how safe she feels because she's letting herself be vunerable.
The life that we had. That was amazing too.
Cause it was real.
We fell in love on our own.
Julian appeared on the Scott porch. Days Later. Lucas was home as he normally was these days. He wouldn't feel comfortable going back to work until Brooke had the babies and everyone was home safe. Even then he wanted to hold off to be there with Brooke.
Make sure the babies got a schedule and routine first. Plus Brooke would need time to recover. He had never taken an extended break out of the spotlight like this before.
But this time with his family wouldn't happen again and being present by his wife's side is where he belonged.
"What can i do for you?" Lucas asked.
"I'm aware what Peyton said to Ethan and i want to apologize on her behalf. Her being adopted i just don't understand how she can be so harsh." Julian replied.
"Peyton wants to hurt me and by extension Brooke."
"I cut Peyton out of my life which was needed and honestly should of been down a long time ago. I know better now. Some people need to remain in you're past. Brooke and I don't blame you for her actions."
"We're moving past it. You have a daughter you're going to be meeting soon. We're counting down the days to meeting the twins."
"Let's just leave it there." Lucas said.
"Peyton makes it seem like as if she's unable to let go of you and the history you share with her. Are you sure you aren't feeding into that by words or actions.?" Julian questioned.
"I wouldn't do that. I'm happily commited to my wife. I waited my whole life to have this family."
" What Peyton feels towards me is on one side. I want Peyton to be happy and move on. For her sake and for the daughter the two of you will have." Lucas replied.
Lucas knew then getting a security system installed and blocking all contact with Peyton was the right decision. And of course.
Purchasing a gun he kept hidden. In case he needed to use it.
He didn't want too. But he would.
Weeks Later
"Momma how longer until the babies are here.?" Ethan asked. As he came inside from the backyard. Playing in his tree house.
Brooke stared down at her now 25 week belly.
"Not for another 3 months. Which is a long time i know but. The babies need to grow as strong and healthy as they can be." Brooke explained.
"I'll be 6 by the time they are born." Ethan said matter of fact.
" That's right you will be.I think you should draw a picture for them daddy can hang it up in the nursery. What do you think?" Brooke asked.
"That's a good idea momma." Ethan replied as he made his way upstairs.
After making a snack for Ethan and taking it upstairs.
Brooke decided to sketch out what the babies going home outfits would like. They were going to have many family pictures as a family of five soon enough.
To her and Lucas's relief. The babies were developing perfectly. They moved and kicked around at seperate times.
She had gained 25 to 40 at this point. And to think she had 3 more months of growth and expanding was alot to wrap her mind around.
Even though Lucas made it a point to make her feel beautiful and desired by him whenever he could.
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"What if my body doesn't return to how i know it and how you're used to seeing me.? I mean what if you aren't attracted to me anymore.? You're still used to me small and fit."
"I just keep growing and the stretch marks. That just keeps happening. We haven't had sex in months."
"I'm being silly and don't look at me." Brooke said.
Lucas cupped her face in his hand kissing her hard.
"I love you. And i love you're body now and i'll love it after you bring our babies into the world. Especially then."
"You're hormonal and feeling insecure."
"I'm not leaving you're side." Lucas said.
"Even in labor. That can be intense for the husbands too." Brooke asked.
"They will have to pull me away." Lucas reassured her.
