"Brooke!" The muffled shouts outside Brooke's bedroom door caused her to wake up. "Coming!" She shouted back.
Getting up from the bed she opened the door and saw Nate standing there, with a tray in his hands. On the tray was a plate filled with pancakes, bacon and egg. There was a mug of coffee and even a few strawberries.
Nate pointed the tray to her, "Here, I thought you might need it." Brooke's face lit up in surprise. "Nate what is this?"
"This is me making you breakfast." He gave her a handsome smile.
"Thank you, Nate. You really did not have to." Brooke took the tray with a smile taking it to her bed. "Wait. Aren't you supposed to be at work?"
"I took the day off and thought I'd look after Luke since your mother is here and all." Brooke grimaced, realizing her mother was here. "
