But that didn’t feel right.

He was meant to love only Fallon and to be the best father imaginable for Aiden.

That was what he was meant for, and damn it, he was going to make it happen.

Lucas and Fallon spent the afternoon in bed watching old movies and not keeping their hands to themselves. He had forgotten how hot Fallon could be, and how with one look she could have him begging for her kisses and touches. With every simple touch between them, he fell more in love with her and it was amazing to do it all over again. He thought he loved her before, but now, he couldn’t fathom ever loving anyone more.

Fallon was his person.

As Lucas stood tying his tie, he couldn’t wipe off the stupid grin that sat on his face. It had been so long since he had felt completely free. Fallon knew everything and she was still sticking around for the rest of weekend. That had to mean something. Lucas finished tying his tie before looking himself over. He should have shaved but Fallon liked the scruffy look. His hair was a little of a mess but again, Fallon liked it like that. What didn’t look messy was the expensive Italian suit he wore. It was an impeccable black, fitted suit and he looked like a million bucks in it. He paired it with a shiny gray tie, hoping that it brought out his eyes since they were Fallon’s favorite thing about him.

Lucas nodded his head at his appearance just as he heard the bathroom door open. He turned at the sound of Fallon’s heels and was stunned when his eyes settled on her. She looked gorgeous in her bright white tube top dress. Her legs went for days and ended at a very naughty pair of zebra print platform heels. Her hair was down in curls and her makeup was done up to the nines.

She was mouthwatering.

“Jeez, Fal, I’m supposed to go out with you looking like that?” he asked, coming towards her. He couldn’t help himself; he had to have her in his arms. She smiled brightly as he gathered her in his arms, kissing her glossed up mouth.

“I could very well say the same about you, Mr. Brooks.”

Lucas gave her his sexiest grin before kissing her again. “We have to leave huh?” he asked, his hands running slowly over her ass and up the back of the dress.

“Yes!” she gasped, smacking his hands away. “I was promised food and dancing, darn it!”

Lucas chuckled as he reached for her again, pressing her into his growing erection. “I’m pretty sure I can find something for you to eat here. I just want to eat you.”

Fallon giggled breathlessly as he nibbled up her throat. “How about we go eat some real food, then our dancing can be our foreplay and we’ll come home where dessert will be served.”

“In the form of you, right?” he asked, his dick getting harder with just the thought.

“But of course,” she said breathlessly. “I need you to stop, or we’ll never leave.”

Fallon pushed herself away from him as she laughed. He watched as she went across the room to her bag, digging in it for something. He smiled when she glanced up at him before saying, “That was my plan though. To never leave.”

Fallon gave him a sexy little smirk before saying, “I know.”

Oh, yeah. They weren’t going to be out long.

Twisted Eats was the best restaurant in Palo Alto and one of Lucas’ favorites. The ambiance and the food were to die for but most of all, Lucas loved the privacy. Each table sat in a pod, and no one could really see in it in unless they walked up to the table and looked in. It was very futuristic and Lucas couldn’t have been more pleased, since he needed privacy when it came to sitting with Fallon. He couldn’t keep his hands off her, and he didn’t really want to share her with anyone. She looked stunning and Lucas didn’t feel like beating anyone’s face in that night. He wanted the perfect evening with Fallon. He wanted to give her the night of her life. He wanted to show her that it could be like this for them all the time.

If she gave him the chance he needed.

Fallon was snuggled up close to him as they looked out at the large dance floor. His hand rested on her upper thigh as they watched people dance to the amazing club music.

“This place is sick,” Fallon gushed as she looked over at him. “It’s so loud outside of the pod-thingy, but inside it, it’s just me and you.”

Lucas smiled as he nodded. “This is one of my favorite places.”

“It’s becoming one of mine,” she said with a smile as she looked down at the menu, “What are you wanting to eat?”

“Whatever you get,” he said with a shrug of his shoulder.

Fallon rolled her eyes. “No, look at the menu, tell me what you want. I hate when you do that.”

Lucas smiled before nipping at her earlobe. “No you don’t.”

“I do, ‘cause I know you don’t want to eat this amazing-looking Mahi Mahi they have.”

Lucas face twisted in disgust. “Gross, no. Give me that menu.”

Fallon giggled as she passed it over to him. “I’m gonna go to the bathroom, make sure I still look good.”

She pressed her lips against the side of his mouth before sliding out the booth. “Baby you look good all the time,” he said before she reached the end of the booth.

She giggled before saying, “You’re biased.”

Fallon gave him once last smile before getting out the booth and walking away. As he watched her ass sway from side to side, he couldn’t help but agree with her. He may be biased, but he had damn good reason for it.

Fallon was smoking hot.