Ellie's POV:
*3 DAYS LATER*
I woke up to the sound of my door opening wide.
I immediately sat up as fast as I could.
As their stood Anthony.
Looking down at me.
"What the hell. Why are you in here?" I growled.
I pulled the blanket over my face, shielding me from my annoying brother.
"I promise I will come downstairs and see Bev and the baby in a little bit, I just need. Sleep."
No words came from him as he suddenly yanked the covers down, as she shoved a piece of paper in my face.
My eyes immediately did their best to focus on it as I searched the magazine, only to find me and Nikolai kissing on the front page.
It read. "New couple alert? Are the Russo's and Brown's joining households?"
Oh shit.
My mind for a second forgot that me and Nik even kissed.
Studying that picture on the paper cause my mind to think back to that moment a few days ago.
Helpless. So irritated with him and everyone, that he just kissed me.
And not alone. He did it with everyone watching.
Our moment in the garden where his lips grazed my silky soft skin around my neck.
His hands that slid down my legs, teasing my sensitive spot.
God damn it.
Just thinking about him makes my panties wet.
The last couple of days though, me and Nik didn't say one word to each other. Just occasional glances.
To be honest, I have been to busy taking care of Ace to even worry about him. But another part of me WANTED to be busy with a toddler so my mind wouldn't think about a hot and heavy kiss that's now all over the internet.
Anthony shoved the newspaper down my his side and glared at me deeply.
I groaned. "Don't fucking start with me Anthony. You know it was all for an act."
His left eyebrow went up as his lip quivered. "Was it? Because I don't recall KISSING him was part of our discussion, nor his."
I rolled my eyes as I sat up.
"For the last time, it was an ACT. The paparazzi wasn't going to believe that we were their together unless they got SOMETHING for their feed."
His arms crossed as his muscles tensed up.
"I don't care El. What the hell were you doing kissing him? I have told you so many times to STAY away from him. I love him. He is like a brother to me. But I refuse to allow my sister to date him. He is a bad man."
I sighed out. "I am not saying this again. We only kissed for the cameras. NOTHING ELSE. And if you can't believe your own sister, we'll, that's on you then." I replied as I waved my finger his way.
"I told you to go this party with him El's and ACT like you guys were there together."
I growled. "And that's what we did!" I said as I stood up out of bed.
"The press were never going to believe that we were their together if we didn't at least do something?!"
He sighed as he ran a hand across his mouth.
"He is lucky I don't ram him into the fucking ground right now."
I rolled my eyes. Always the dramatic one.
"Yeah whatever. Can you get the hell out so I can change and go meet my new nephew please?"
He slid his hands into his pockets as he slightly looked down at the ground.
"Sure."
And that was the last word I heard come out of his mouth before he walked out as he shut the door behind him.
I rubbed my hands over my face as I groaned into my palms.
"God fucking damn it." I said as I scolded myself.
I mean. It's not like I could have done anything. Right?
He is the one that kissed me. Not the other way around. And as far as I was concerned the news about me and him were dating would fade. And that whatever this was would sink along with it.
Once I finally re-gathered myself, I walked to my closet as I slipped on a nice pair of leggings and a sweater.
I did not feel like going anywhere. In fact, I didn't even want to go downstairs because I don't want to see him.
I don't want to see his brown hooded eyes and his sharp jaw lines that looked like glass.
I didn't want to accidently look down at his light pink lips and be reminded about how they tasted so sweet and just how good they felt caressed against mine.
Once I got done. I exited my room and started to walk downstairs.
Soon, my feet hit the floor as I could hear chattering coming from the living room.
Step after step and I soon found myself standing right in the entry way.
And as I looked straight ahead. I saw the man that kissed me so deeply on the red carpet.
My eyes couldn't help but find the baby that he was holding in his arms.
Beverly and Anthony sat cuddled up on the couch, with his arm wrapped around her.
No one saw me yet so I took this time to look at Nik.
The way his arm was draped around the baby, holding my nephew so tight only made my mind go somewhere it shouldn't.
Him. A father. I could only imagine.
He is a bastard. And hell. I am not even SURE if he would be a good parent figure to let alone anyone
But I couldn't help but sween for him as his eyes looked at that baby with not rage and determination. But rather softness and joy.
A corner of my mouth lifted as my cheeks began to blush.
The baby was sleeping soft and soundly.
"I never knew you were one to hold a baby." I finally spoke up.
Everyone's eyes looked at me. But for some reason mine were only fixed on his.
He smirked ever so slightly.
"Well. He was dying for me to hold him. So I said why not."
I rolled my eyes as I walked towards him, as I occupied the seat next to him.
Nikolai looked me up and down as he didn't say a word.
I looked down at the little one.
He was only a newborn so it was really hard to tell who he looked like.
But one thing was for sure. He had Anthonys nose.
God help him.
I looked up to find that Beverly had a suspicious look on her face.
I eyed her weirdly. But before I knew it she shook it off.
"How are you feeling?" I asked her.
She sighed a big breath out. "Honestly. Relieved. This pregnancy was a lot harder than will Ace. He didn't want to come out."
I couldn't help but chuckle.
"He is stubborn like his father." I said as I reached down and place my finger in between his hands.
I watched as his wrinkly hands clasped over my finger causing my body tempature to heat up.
Anthony rolled his eyes.
Take that brother. That's for this morning.
"Do you want to hold him?" Nik asked.
My face tilted up as our eyes connected.
His eyes lit up in mine as I stared deeply.
God. I could look in his eyes forever.
My mind was telling me to look away and never look back. But my heart was saying something completely different and I didn't know exactly what that was yet.
I nodded slightly, but didn't let go of our stare.
He reached his arms to me as he gently sat the baby down in my arms.
He began to twirl and squirm in my arms has little Sounds came from him. He was absolutely goregous I could almsot feel tears come from eyes.
I looked up at Beverly and smiled huge.
"He's beautiful guys."
Beverly gave me the same smile back.
"Thank you. We really did try." She responded as she gave Anthony a small nudge.
Anthony eyed her down. Them whispered something in her ear that caused her to giggle.
"What's his name?"
"Damon." Anthony said.
"Damon Alexander Brown."
I nodded as I looked back down at this beautiful human in my arms.
Beverly cleared her throat. "We need to go check on Mr. Ace and see how he is doing. You two, feel free to stay as long as you would like. We will be down in a bit."
Her Anthony both stood up as they walked out of the room in search for their other son.
"God. Isn't he amazing?" I said smiling down at Damon.
"Yes. I suppose so." Nik replied.
I smiled big. But this time with my teeth as my eyes locked onto Nik's once again.
I didn't even realize that our knees were now touching one another's.
And his body was so close to mine.
It almost looked like this was OUR child. Our family. Our life.
I immediately pushed that thought out of my head.
That was never going to happen. And no matter how many fake dates, me and him go on isn't going to change that.
"El. We really need to talk." He said.
This time my eyes didn't lock with his and instead looked right now down at Damon instead.
"No."
He sighed. "You've barely said a word to me in the past three days."
I groaned. That's because I haven't had anything to say.
That's because I didn't want to admit what I was actually feeling and instead just wanted to act like everything was normal and fine when it wasn't. It was the complete opposite.
"I just haven't been in the mood to talk." I said with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Bullshit Ellie!"
My head darted towards up as my eyes furrowed with anger.
"Are you serious?! The baby is sleeping idiot."
He rolled his eyes. "Then. Put. Him. Down."
I hesitated for a second before I finally said fuck it and sat up.
I placed Damon in his mini crib before turning around to find Nikolai standing their.
His eyes looked different.
His mouth looked determine and the way that his pants fit his slowly progressed hard on, sent my mind somewhere else.
He wanted to kiss me. And not just kiss me. He wanted to devor me.
He wanted to savor my flavor and taste it until his tongue was swollen.
He wanted his hands in my hair, and mine in his.
He wanted everything.
And selfishly enough. I secretly wanted that to.
I felt my breathing to hasten, my chest heaved up and down as the cleavage from my shirt popped out.
My hair was down, just for him.
My lips were plump and begging to be played with.
I couldn't do this anymore. And without thinking.
My feet began to walk over to him. Faster and faster.
And before I knew it. My lips touched his.
And his touched mine.
I moaned at the feeling of his soft skin against mine as I felt his tongue fight with mine.
And yup I was right.
His hands went straight to my lower back as he pushed me closer to him almost lifting me above the ground.
My hands Tangled in his hair, as I threaded each finger through his curly black locks.
I slowly felt his hands travel down to my ass cheeks as he squeezed lightly causing me to groan.
He smiled against our kiss our lips moved into rhythm.
I quickly released for a quick breath before feeling his lips slam down even harder.
Knowing that Beverly or Anthony could be down at any second made me anxious.
I know that if my brother saw us like this he would kill Nik without even a single ounce of mercy.
But that's what I liked about this kiss.
The thrill.
The chase.
The secret that we both had. About secretly having a thing for the other.