Chapter 7

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"Bentley what are you doing here!!" My brother. Of all the people my brother had to show up. Play it cool Brooke.

"I should ask you the same thing, my dear sister. I have to help Mr. K move stuff for the plays. What's you excuse?"

"I-I -I ummm.. I'm here on Fridays remember?"

"Oh yeah. So Mr. K we gonna move stuff or.."

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So after my bother left and I told him to tell mom and dad I was crashing at Ly's, Luke and I decided it was time to go get Carson from daycare and have supper. We drove separately to Luke's house. When I got out of my car I saw the cutest little girl I have ever seen.

"Brooklyn this is my daughter Carson. Carson can you say hi?" she looked so much like him. Bright blue eyes. Light brown hair. Beautiful.

"Hi I Carrson n I tree" she said holding up three fingers.

"Well I think we should go in the house and get supper ready. How does spaghetti sound?"
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After we got supper put away, gave Carson a bath, and put her to bed, Luke and I decided to sit on the couch and watch a movie. I sat on the far end of one side of the couch. As Luke sat in the middle, he looked at me,"do I make you nervous Brooklyn?"

"No..." "Then come sit by me and hold my hand." I slide closer to him and he held out his hand. I placed my hand into his larger one. "See? now was that so hard?"

I looked into his eyes and they flickered between my eyes and lips. He leaned in and placed his lips onto mine.

"Daddy... I had a bad dream." I pulled away to see little Carson, with tear filled eyes looking at me and her father. "Can I stay wis you Brooklyn?" I nodded n helped her climb into my lap. She cuddled so close to me, she whispered out her "I love you" to Luke and with that she was sleeping.

Luke pulled Carson and I closer to him. I had said goodnight, closed my eyes, and just as I was about to sleep Luke whispered, "goodnight my beautiful girls. I love you"

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