Trying to Score
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Fallon froze. Oh no, Fallon thought as she looked behind her to see her perfect little guy wearing Spiderman pajamas with his hair a mess. His face was covered in chocolate and even though she wanted to smile at his cuteness, she couldn’t.
The shit was about to hit the fan.
“Oh God,” she whispered as she moved out of Lucas’ arms. When she looked up at him, his eyes were wide, his mouth was hanging open some and she was pretty sure his heavy breathing wasn’t from their intense kiss.
More like from the shock of seeing his son for the first time.
“Mommy, who’s that?” Aiden asked. Fallon looked back towards Aiden, trying to form a word, but it wasn’t working. She didn’t know what to say. She glanced back at Lucas, but he hadn’t moved an inch as he held Aiden in his shocked gaze.
“Aiden baby, go on inside please,” Fallon answered, not knowing what else to say. She wanted to run to him, protect him from Lucas’ intense gaze, but what would that help? Lucas had already seen him, and now Aiden was looking at him with a puzzled looked.
“But who’s that?”
“Someone I know, now go inside,” Fallon demanded.
“Your boyfriend?”
“No Aiden, just someone I know. Please go in the house.”
“But I saw you kissing him,” Aiden persisted with a disgusted look on his face.
“Aiden James, get in that darn house before I pop that bottom.”
That was when Lucas broke him gaze on Aiden to look at Fallon. She couldn’t read his expression, it was somewhere between shock and anger.
“But Mom!”
“Aiden James, I swear on God’s green earth, don’t make me come up them stairs.”
Aiden shot her a dirty look before running in the house and slamming the door. Lucas looked back up at the door, then down at the ground. He was still breathing extremely hard and it was starting to worry Fallon. She hoped he wasn’t having a heart attack because she felt like she was having one. Her heart was beating extra hard inside her chest and she tried to catch her breath, but it wasn’t working. It seemed like hours passed as she stood there looking at him, while he stared at the ground.
Finally she couldn’t take it. It was not like him to just stand there when something big happened, he was extremely emotional. He screamed, he yelled, he threw things, Lucas Brooks was never speechless. Fallon took a step towards him, clearing her throat. That was when he looked over at her and when his eyes met hers, she couldn’t breathe. There were tears in his eyes, tears that were threatening to fall at any moment.
“Lucas, I’m sorry,” she found herself saying, “I never meant for you to find out like this.”
Before the last word left her mouth, he turned and started for his truck. Fallon watched as he walked quickly to his truck, slamming the door and starting it up. She expected him to roll the window down and start screaming at her, but when he just pulled off, she felt like she was about to pass out.
What the hell was he doing?
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Lucas wasn’t sure when the tears started falling, but it was somewhere between Fallon’s house and his. He felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest at the sight of the little boy that he knew was his. It only took one look in the little boy’s eyes to know. Not only did the little boy, Aiden, have his eyes, but his hair, his cheeks, his lips, his chin, everything. The only thing he had from Fallon were her dimples and maybe her nose. It was so surreal, looking at Aiden and knowing that he was his son. How could Fallon do that to him? How could she be so heartless? How could she keep a child from him for seven years?
Especially after Lucas losing his father.
Lucas believed that no child should grow up without a father, and now his son had. How was that fair, why would she do that? Put aside what he did to her, yeah, he was a douche, but didn’t he deserve to still know his child? Did he really f**k her up that bad that she couldn’t even tell him about his own son? That she decided raising him by herself was better than giving Lucas the chance to be a father. Did she really think that lowly of him? Was he that big of a piece of shit?
Lucas sat in his truck for what seemed like hours before he finally got out. He didn’t know anyone was there until he stepped in and saw a curvaceous blonde going into the kitchen. She wore only a small tee that didn’t even cover her bare ass as she walked slowly to the kitchen. When she turned to looked at Lucas, he saw that it was Eleanor Adler’s assistant, Janet. Since he was in a state of shock, he only shook his head as he headed towards the stairs that would take him to his room while poor Janet let out a girlie scream. Before he reached his room, he saw Levi heading down the stairs in only a pair of boxer. It didn’t take much to figure out what was going on and Lucas would have been a little upset with Levi if he wasn’t having a mental break down.
When his door closed behind him, he went to his bed, falling face first into it. Lucas buried his face into his fluffy bedding, letting his tears fall. He never cried, but he couldn’t help himself. Sobs ribbed through him as the guilt and hurt tore through his body.
Seven years. Seven years that poor innocent boy went without a father when one was available. Fallon couldn’t be a father and a mother. Lucas had no doubt that she was the best mom imaginable, but she couldn’t do both. Other than not telling Aiden about Lucas, Lucas knew that Fallon was caring, sweet, and more than capable of taking care of a child. He just wished that she had more faith in him to know that he could have been a father too.
The shit was about to hit the fan.
“Oh God,” she whispered as she moved out of Lucas’ arms. When she looked up at him, his eyes were wide, his mouth was hanging open some and she was pretty sure his heavy breathing wasn’t from their intense kiss.
More like from the shock of seeing his son for the first time.
“Mommy, who’s that?” Aiden asked. Fallon looked back towards Aiden, trying to form a word, but it wasn’t working. She didn’t know what to say. She glanced back at Lucas, but he hadn’t moved an inch as he held Aiden in his shocked gaze.
“Aiden baby, go on inside please,” Fallon answered, not knowing what else to say. She wanted to run to him, protect him from Lucas’ intense gaze, but what would that help? Lucas had already seen him, and now Aiden was looking at him with a puzzled looked.
“But who’s that?”
“Someone I know, now go inside,” Fallon demanded.
“Your boyfriend?”
“No Aiden, just someone I know. Please go in the house.”
“But I saw you kissing him,” Aiden persisted with a disgusted look on his face.
“Aiden James, get in that darn house before I pop that bottom.”
That was when Lucas broke him gaze on Aiden to look at Fallon. She couldn’t read his expression, it was somewhere between shock and anger.
“But Mom!”
“Aiden James, I swear on God’s green earth, don’t make me come up them stairs.”
Aiden shot her a dirty look before running in the house and slamming the door. Lucas looked back up at the door, then down at the ground. He was still breathing extremely hard and it was starting to worry Fallon. She hoped he wasn’t having a heart attack because she felt like she was having one. Her heart was beating extra hard inside her chest and she tried to catch her breath, but it wasn’t working. It seemed like hours passed as she stood there looking at him, while he stared at the ground.
Finally she couldn’t take it. It was not like him to just stand there when something big happened, he was extremely emotional. He screamed, he yelled, he threw things, Lucas Brooks was never speechless. Fallon took a step towards him, clearing her throat. That was when he looked over at her and when his eyes met hers, she couldn’t breathe. There were tears in his eyes, tears that were threatening to fall at any moment.
“Lucas, I’m sorry,” she found herself saying, “I never meant for you to find out like this.”
Before the last word left her mouth, he turned and started for his truck. Fallon watched as he walked quickly to his truck, slamming the door and starting it up. She expected him to roll the window down and start screaming at her, but when he just pulled off, she felt like she was about to pass out.
What the hell was he doing?
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Lucas wasn’t sure when the tears started falling, but it was somewhere between Fallon’s house and his. He felt like his heart had been ripped from his chest at the sight of the little boy that he knew was his. It only took one look in the little boy’s eyes to know. Not only did the little boy, Aiden, have his eyes, but his hair, his cheeks, his lips, his chin, everything. The only thing he had from Fallon were her dimples and maybe her nose. It was so surreal, looking at Aiden and knowing that he was his son. How could Fallon do that to him? How could she be so heartless? How could she keep a child from him for seven years?
Especially after Lucas losing his father.
Lucas believed that no child should grow up without a father, and now his son had. How was that fair, why would she do that? Put aside what he did to her, yeah, he was a douche, but didn’t he deserve to still know his child? Did he really f**k her up that bad that she couldn’t even tell him about his own son? That she decided raising him by herself was better than giving Lucas the chance to be a father. Did she really think that lowly of him? Was he that big of a piece of shit?
Lucas sat in his truck for what seemed like hours before he finally got out. He didn’t know anyone was there until he stepped in and saw a curvaceous blonde going into the kitchen. She wore only a small tee that didn’t even cover her bare ass as she walked slowly to the kitchen. When she turned to looked at Lucas, he saw that it was Eleanor Adler’s assistant, Janet. Since he was in a state of shock, he only shook his head as he headed towards the stairs that would take him to his room while poor Janet let out a girlie scream. Before he reached his room, he saw Levi heading down the stairs in only a pair of boxer. It didn’t take much to figure out what was going on and Lucas would have been a little upset with Levi if he wasn’t having a mental break down.
When his door closed behind him, he went to his bed, falling face first into it. Lucas buried his face into his fluffy bedding, letting his tears fall. He never cried, but he couldn’t help himself. Sobs ribbed through him as the guilt and hurt tore through his body.
Seven years. Seven years that poor innocent boy went without a father when one was available. Fallon couldn’t be a father and a mother. Lucas had no doubt that she was the best mom imaginable, but she couldn’t do both. Other than not telling Aiden about Lucas, Lucas knew that Fallon was caring, sweet, and more than capable of taking care of a child. He just wished that she had more faith in him to know that he could have been a father too.
