They were coming down the hall from his office when Fallon heard giggling.

“What’s that?”

Lucas nodded towards the door. “Levi and his girls.”

“Ewww. That’s disgusting. You need to make sure you tell them to go get checked for herpes once they leave.”

Lucas chuckled as he shook his head. “Leave him alone. He doesn’t have herpes.”

“So you think,” Fallon said.

“He doesn’t.”

Fallon rolled her eyes. “You need to kick him out of here; you’re too old to be having a roommate.”

Lucas’ low chuckles ran down her spine. “I’ll kick him out when I have new roommates to move in.” Fallon glanced up at him and he gave her a cheeky grin, “Preferably you and our son.”

“Lucas, we’ve been datin’ for what? Twenty minutes? Relax,” she said with a flutter of her hand. It killed her the way he was so ready to move forward. She bet if he had his way, he would have her barefoot and pregnant with a hundred little baby Brooks running around them. Lucas knew what he wanted, and when he had his mind set it was hard to derail him. He was also impatient, he wanted everything at once, and Fallon wasn’t sure she could give it to him. She was trying — she really was — but they needed to date again, learn the new things about each other before jumping into something that could possibly end just as quickly as it started.

“Whatever,” he said before biting her earlobe. Lucas then opened a door to what looked like his room. The first time she had been in his room, she didn’t get to take in the beauty of it, and boy, was it beautiful. He had a large window that overlooked the whole backyard; alongside it were pictures of him and his dad with shelves that held his most prized trophies. Along the other wall were all his hockey sticks and she smiled when she saw the one she had gotten him so long ago. She grinned back at him as she ran her fingers down the rubbery surface. “You scored a lot with this stick,” she stated.

“I did, it was one of my favorites. That’s why it’s on that wall.”

She gave him a dazzling smile before looking down at the gigantic bed that took up one whole side of the room. She shook her head at the largeness of the bed before admiring the bedding. It was a gray color and she loved the black and white pillows that he used to accent everything. The room was beautiful, it suited him well.

“Nice bed,” she said with a playful grin.

He nodded his chin to her. “It is. Wanna lay in it?”

She bit her lip as she nodded her head. “I could always use a nap,” she said before she crawled onto it, snuggling into the pillows. He laughed as he crawled alongside her, cuddling close.

“I wasn’t thinking of a nap,” he whispered against her hair.

“Oh you weren’t?” she asked innocently. “What else could we do in this huge bed?”

He gave her a seductive smile before nipping at her jaw, “Let me show you a few things.”

Air rushed from her lungs before she turned away from him, taking in a long breath. When she turned her head, looking back into his beautiful stormy gray eyes, she said, “I told Audrey I wouldn’t be long, though.”

“She won’t mind,” he insisted before running his tongue down her throat. “We will only be a few minutes.”

She scoffed. “Yeah right, we both know that’s a lie.”

“Maybe,” he chuckled and she smiled.

Things were so easy between them. So easy.

“I really do need to go.”

Lucas continued to assault her in the most amazing way and she knew if she didn’t stop him now, she wouldn’t. So she groaned out, “Lucas.”

“Fine,” he said rolling away from her. “Let me throw some clothes on and I’ll follow you back to the house.”

She gave him a look. “Not that I wouldn’t want you to come, but why are you?”

He laughed before running his finger up her bare foot on his way to his dresser. “I need to have a talk with our little guy.”

“Oh,” Fallon said sadly. She had been so engrossed in Lucas that she had actually forgotten the hateful words that had left her sweet baby’s mouth. Her heart ached as she brought her legs up under her chin. She was lucky to have been able to work things out with one of the guys she loved, but she was scared Aiden would always hold animosity towards her because she had kept Lucas away from him. It scared her to the core, and no matter how much everyone said that he didn’t mean it, it still stung and hurt. She felt Lucas watching her, and when he dropped the shirt he had in his hand to sit beside her, she looked up at him with tear-filled eyes.

“You know he didn’t mean it, right?” he asked before resting his head on her hand. His eyes were light and playful looking but she could tell he was being serious.

“I know,” Fallon said, not only trying to convince him, but herself.

“He didn’t, he was just being a little punk.”

“Lucas…” she complained.

“What? He was,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. She smiled as he picked up his shirt and continued to get dressed. “I’ll fix it though.”

“If he’s a punk, it’s my fault,” Fallon said sadly.

“It’s going to be okay, Fal. Don’t beat yourself up over it,” Lucas said. He was right, and Fallon knew this, but what he said was easier said than done.