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  Lucas said she wore his and Aiden’s hearts, and little did he know — or maybe he did know — that he held both theirs. No matter how much she didn’t want him having her heart, he had it and probably always would. If Fallon gave him her body too, she would be back to the way they were so long ago. Back to when she was convinced that Lucas did hang the moon and stars and that she would never love someone the way she loved him.

  Which she never had.

  Lucas was the only one she had ever loved and Fallon just couldn’t understand it. How could she want someone that hurt her so bad that she felt like her life was over? She had cried more over Lucas Brooks than she had over anyone in her whole life, and here she was still crying over him. This time though, it was more because of Aiden than herself. She was just so scared of Lucas and really didn’t know how to handle it.

  Fallon moved her hand along her cheek, catching the tears that rolled down her face, when someone opened the door. She froze, praying that it was Audrey and not Lucas or Aiden. Her back was to the door since she was crying and she didn’t want to turn to look in case it was Aiden or Lucas.

  “Audrey?” she asked, trying to wipe her face free of tears but she knew it wasn’t Audrey.

  “It’s me.”

  Lucas’ velvet soft voice ran down Fallon’s spine and her heart started to beat faster.

  Shit, shit, shit.

  “Um, I’m trying to sleep,” she whispered as she buried herself deeper into the bed.

  “I heard you crying Fallon, stop lying to me.”

  Fallon’s chest heaved as she held in a sob. She wanted him to leave and she wanted him to hold her all in one. She was so confused and screwed up in the head that it was a miracle she could actually function.

  “What do you want?” she asked as she felt him sit on the edge of the bed. Her heart picked up in speed when she felt his hand rest on her hip. Her breathing was erratic and she didn’t know what to do or say.

  The only sounds in the bedroom was their breathing, that was until Lucas whispered, “To make you stop crying.”

  Chapter 18

  Lucas’ hand burned against Fallon’s hip.

  He had heard her crying when he was hanging up Aiden’s new clothes and since Aiden was downstairs watching a movie, Lucas decided to check on her. When he opened the door without knocking, he expected her to jump up and start yelling at him, but she just laid there. Her body shaking with the sobs that ripped from her. Fallon was always an intense crier. He hated watching her cry and this time was no different. He didn’t know what she was crying so hard about but he intended to find out.

  “What’s wrong?” he asked as he moved his hand from her hip to her back, going up and down.

  “Nothing,” she lied. Lucas rolled his eyes.

  “Just tell me.”

  “No, you’ll laugh or think I’m dumb.”

  “I will not, tell me,” he said. She didn’t say anything for a moment and he watched as she moved her hand along her cheek, catching the tears that fell.

  “I can’t buy Aiden stuff the way you can,” she whispered before turning so she could sit up in the bed. “I don’t have the money Lucas, and I feel like he,” she paused, looking down at her hands as the tears rolled down her cheeks into her hands, “that he likes you more than me.”

  A small smiled came across Lucas’ face; she couldn’t be serious.

  “Fallon, Aiden does not like me more than you.”

  “You’re all he talks about and I mean, he doesn’t even know that you’re his dad yet, and when he does what if he wants to leave me and live with you? I’ve been the only parent his whole life and you come along and now you’re the shit while I’m just boring old Mom.”

  Lucas chuckled as he slid his hand into her folded ones. “Fallon, you are all he talks about when he’s with me. Everything is ‘can my mom come, my mom loves this, did you know my mom does this.’ He loves you so much. I’m just new, that’s all.”

  “Yeah and when you are the daddy that he’s been wanting, I’ll be nothing,” she said as she started to cry again. “I’ve fucked up so bad,” she whispered.

  Lucas watched her cry for a moment before nodding and saying, “I’m not going to disagree with you Fallon, you did. But you are making it better. You’ve been understanding about letting me hang with him, and I bet we could be a good team together if you would let us be.”

  Fallon glanced up at him. “I just hate how I get around you. I just want to be in control and be number one and I feel like I’m not when you’re around.”

  Lucas shrugged his shoulders. “It's going to take getting used to on both ends. I have to get used to the way you do things, and you’ll have to get used to the way I do things, but in the long run we both have Aiden in mind. We both love him. Yeah, he talks about me all the time, but Fallon give him a week or two, he’ll be sick of me. You’ll always be his mommy, his number one. Look at how much I love my mom — that’s how Aiden feels about you. You are a great mom, Fal.”

  Large tears rolled down from her wide eyes as she said. “I don’t know. I’m just so jealous of you, isn’t that sad?”

  Lucas smiled. “Don’t you think I’m jealous of you? You’ve had seven years with him, I’ve had seven days. You said you fucked up Fallon, but really I did. I can’t tell you how much I regret what I did to you because not only did I lose you, I lost seven years with my son.”

  She started to cry harder and Lucas couldn’t take it anymore. He wrapped her tightly in his arms, nuzzling his nose in her hair as she cried into his neck. “I’m so sorry Lucas,” she whispered against his neck.

  Her apology struck cords in his heart as he held her. It felt so good to have her in his arms again, the feel of her hair against his nose, the smell of her shampoo, the feel of her skin under his hand, it was all pure bliss. She pulled back too early, looking up at him with tears leaking out the corners of her eyes. He moved his hands up to her cheeks, wiping the tears away with his thumbs as he stared into her beautiful caramel eyes. Lucas took in a deep breath and his hands started to shake from the closeness of her mouth to his. His eyes fell to her plump lips before he moved in, taking her mouth with his.

  Lucas thought she was going to pull away but when she didn’t, he deepened the kiss, moving his tongue against hers, drinking from her moist and tasty mouth. He had missed it so much, and he loved the way her mouth moved with his. When he pulled back for air, it was only for a second before he went back for more, kissing and biting at her beautiful succulent mouth. Fallon’s hands went up his thighs, moving around his middle to go under his shirt before coming up his shoulder blades, pulling him closer. The coolness from her hand made his hot skin break out in goose bumps, but he didn’t mind, he loved the feel of her hands on him. Since his shirt was around his chest because of the way she was holding him, Lucas pulled back, pulling the shirt over his head and throwing it across the room before reclaiming her mouth with his.

  Her hands roamed his body as he laid her back, pressing his rock hard body against her soft one. Her quiet moans filled the room, and Lucas fought the urge to rip off her clothes and screw her brains out. But that wasn’t what this was, this was supposed to be slow, sensual and damn it, he was going to show her he could be romantic!

  Even if it killed him.

  As Fallon’s hands moved down the center of his back over his jean-covered ass, Lucas wished he was naked. Even through the thickness of his jeans he could feel the heat of her, and his own heat begged to be inside her. Lucas moved his hands up her body, pulling her shirt up so he could get to her bare breasts. He took one of her perfect, rosy nipples in his mouth while he tweaked the other.

  Fallon started to move against him, and when she bit down on his bare shoulder Lucas swore he was about to come. He moved up her chest, his breathing out of control, as he lightly sucked on her neck. He savored her neck and bit her chin before taking her mouth with his again. Her fingers teased his hips and butt before she ran her nails up his back and then