Nobody said it was easy..

Chapter 15

BROOKE'S POV:

"Luke, can you hand me a shirt?" I asked Luke while I was slipping on my jeans.

We were both getting changed because Skip had texted me saying he wanted to meet us somewhere for lunch to talk.

"Here baby." Luke said, throwing a black t shirt at me.

It was Luke's black Off The Wall t shirt. I smiled at him, knowing he liked it when I wore his clothes. He winked back.

I slipped it on over my bra, it went a little past my ass. I loved wearing Luke's clothes, they always smell like him, and Luke smells good.

I walked into the bathroom to finish getting ready while Luke finished getting dressed.

I had on some medium wash skinny jeans, Luke's t shirt and my dark red vans.

I dried my hair, then applied some makeup to my wrists, then I put some foundation and mascara on.

I combed through my hair then went out to meet Luke.

He had on some dark skinny jeans and an Obey jumper on with his navy blue vans.

"You ready?" I asked him.

"Yeah, get a jacket though, babe. It's a little cool out." He said, looking at me in concern.

I rolled my eyes at him and grabbed my white Chanel jumper.

"Alright, let's go." I said, grabbing my phone and Luke's hand.

He grabbed his phone and locked the door on the way out.

Once we got downstairs Luke put his arm protectively around my waist, pulling me extremely close to him as if I was about to fly away at any moment.

"Sorry baby, I just want to keep you close." Luke said, noticing my confusion.

I nodded and wrapped my arm around his waist, mirroring his actions.

He opened the door for us and we walked out into the strangely cool Australian air.

I shivered and Luke noticed, stopping us.

"Put your jumper on." He said, holding it out for me.

I rolled my eyes, but obliged.

Once I had it on, we kept walking until we saw the little cafe Skip said to meet him at.

We walked in and looked for Skip, and found him walking towards some window tables. He turned around and saw us, and walked towards us with a small smile. I can tell he's still trying to get used to Luke and I.

"Hey," I greeted Skip, walking into his open arms for a hug.

He wrapped his arms around me in a protective way and kissed my head. I smiled, loving how he would always look after me. It really is what I've needed since dad left us.

"Hello beautiful." He said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

He let me go after a minute and did a "bro hug" with Luke.

We all sat down at a small round table by the window to the shop. It was cute. And you could tell by how it was decorated with little knick-knacks that it was family owned, passed down from generations.

"So, how are-" Skip started, but he was cut off by our waiter coming over.

He looked about our age. He had blonde hair, styled in a shortish quiff. He was attractive, yeah. But no where near Luke. I smiled over at Luke, just thinking about it.