I'm sorry about this gap, but I have tons of papers due so I don't know when the next chapter will be posted. Hope you guys enjoy this!

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Blaine's POV:

I sat in my living room contemplating calling Phoebe. It had been four days since we kissed and I did not know what to do. I was not stupid enough to think that she would end her engagement with Damien, no matter how much I wanted her to. Even all this time, Phoebe still had this power over me. After she left Abby's party, I stayed on the roof for a lot longer than five minutes. I was trying to process what happened or what would have happened if my father hadn't come looking for me. Elizabeth came out to check on me, thinking that I was still upset over the argument with my father. I was so sure that she could smell the guilt on me, but she said nothing.

"So are you going to tell me what's got you all spacey?" Heather sat down in the couch across from me.

Caden was taking a nap and we were both catching up on school work. We were around each other enough to know what each other was feeling.

"I'm going to tell you something, but you have to swear that you won't say anything."

"Sounds juicy," Heather leaned in, "My lips are sealed."

Heather did not have that many friends, so there wasn't really anyone she could tell.

"I kissed Phoebe at Abby's party," I finally admitted, "And I want to do it again."

Heather's eyebrows rose, "You're joking right? Blaine, please tell me you're joking. This girl must have the world's best vagina or something because guys can't think when they're with her. How could you kiss Phoebe when Elizabeth was downstairs waiting for you?"

"I didn't plan for something like this to happen, it just did. Now I have no idea what to do!"

"You aren't going to tell anyone else, that's what you're going to do. Her fiancé is your boss, your boss will more than likely fire you if you lose that contract for him, and her parents hate you for breaking her heart. Do I need to continue on listing reasons why you shouldn't let anything else happen?"

Heather was right, "So I have to pretend that nothing happened?"

"I was all for you two getting back together because I know how happy she makes you, but you need to move on. Elizabeth really cares about you and she would be crushed if she found out that you kissed Phoebe."

My father's words repeated in my head, I needed to stop thinking with my dick for once. While my dick ached for Phoebe, my brain knew that we would never be together again. We were toxic to one another. We were the past and Elizabeth needed to be my future.

"Okay, okay," I sighed, "It was a mistake that I can't let happen again."

"You need to allow yourself to move on."

"I heard you the first time," I grumbled.

Heather shook her head, "Obviously not or you wouldn't fuck up the first normal relationship you've had since you broke up with Phoebe."

Heather's lecture was interrupted by my phone ringing. The number wasn't saved in my phone so I almost ignored it. Frowning, I answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Blaine, it's Damien."

Phoebe told Damien and now he was going to threaten me, again. I looked at Heather who was watching me just as confused as I was.

"Hey, what's up?" I tried to keep my voice neutral.

"I'm sure you heard about our housewarming party and I know that it would mean a lot to Phoebe if you were there."

Abby and Meredith had told me about their party, I never thought that I would be invited.

"How did you get my number?"

"We're partners now, remember?"

There was no escaping him.

"Look, I appreciate the call, I just don't think I should be there. I know you're doing this for Phoebe and I'm sure she'll like that we're talking, but it's a little weird."

"Just think about it, okay? I know you and Phoebe are trying to be friends and as a friend, she'd want you there."

It was clear that Phoebe hadn't told him what happened or he wouldn't want me anywhere near her. This would give me the chance to talk to her about the kiss in person though. I wanted to see her again. To touch her again. To kiss her again.

"Alright, I'll be there."

"Great, I'll send you the address."

Heather's mouth dropped, but I glared at her.

"Perfect, see you then."

She shook her head as I hung up with Damien, "You clearly haven't been listening to a word that I've been saying. In what world would it be okay for you to go to the housewarming party of your ex-fiancée and her new fiancé?"

"It'll be okay, you're going with me. If I have you there then I won't be tempted to be alone with Phoebe."

"No I'm not," Heather scoffed, "I don't want any part of this. I like Elizabeth!"

"I need you there."

"Why don't you bring your girlfriend?" she challenged.

"Maybe I will."

Phoebe's POV:

"I've been looking all over for you," Damien entered the room.

I knew he had, that's exactly why I was hiding in the photography studio; somewhere I thought he wouldn't come. Damien had texted me this morning saying that he had landed early and instead of being happy, I wanted to throw up. I wasn't going to tell him what happened between me and Blaine, it would only cause an argument. I just couldn't live with this guilt.

"Sorry, I've been working on the next publication."

Damien's presence caused the other people in the room to scatter. He was their boss and any visit from him was usually a bad thing.

"I've missed you," Damien kissed me, "Let's go get lunch."

"I really wish I could, but I need to get these photos done."

He frowned, "Isn't that why you have a team?"

"Yes and teams work together," I said, "It's almost done, I can meet you in about two hours."

I already knew his schedule was booked for the rest of the day.

"I have a meeting across town," he sighed, "I just really wanted to see you before I left."

"I'll see you at home," I kissed his cheek, "I'm sorry, but we have to get this done before tonight."

"Alright, love you," Damien kissed me full on.

"Love you too," I smiled then returned to the photos in front of me.

Oliver came downstairs to the photography studio wheeling in a cart of takeout. I had ordered dinner for everyone to thank them for staying late. It was also an apology for using them to avoid going home and being with Damien. They all hungrily grabbed their orders

"I'm not used to seeing you here this late," Oliver sat down on the couch in front of me.

"This issue has a lot of photographs and I want to make sure that they're perfect," I tried to stay focus.

I could feel Oliver watching me, but I refused to look up. He was my best friend and would keep whatever I tell him in quiet, I also knew that he felt extreme loyal to the Zano family. Damien was Oliver's surrogate brother and I didn't want him to feel like he had to choose sides.

"Is Darcy flying out for your housewarming party?"

I had already asked Darcy to come after I told her what happened between me and Blaine. She was of course the first person that I told and she didn't even try to mask her excitement. Darcy and Charlie were flying out with my parents to look at houses now that they were subletting their apartment.

"Yep, she and Charlie are flying in with my parents," I told Oliver, "I'm sorry, but I need this done by tonight. I'll talk to you later."

Oliver looked hurt, I never dismissed him, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow."

Ignoring the added guilt of pushing Oliver away was hard.

Damien was working on his laptop in bed when I finally made it home.

"You're home late," Damien said with his eyes concentrated on his screen.

"Yeah, but this is going to be a great issue," I took off my shoes, "I'm going to go shower."

Damien nodded, his focus still on the screen. I stripped away my work clothes in the bathroom and turned on the shower. Before stepping into the hot water, I ran to the toilet to pee. I thanked Mother Nature for the first time in my life when blood fell into the toilet bowl. Having my period meant no sex and no sex was what I needed right now.

After my shower, I climbed into bed with Damien. He was still focusing on his laptop, but stopped to kiss my forehead.

"When are your parents coming in?" Damien asked.

"They're flying in on Thursday with Darce and Charlie. My parents are staying at a hotel, but Darce and Charlie are staying here," I explained, "They're all leaving on Monday."

"How many people are coming over?"

"Its close family and friends only so no more than thirty or forty."

Damien nodded, "Does close friends include Blaine?"

"No."

"I think you should invite him."

"What?"

I swear Damien could see the guilt on my face.

"Wouldn't it be weird if we invite the rest of his family and not him?"

"I appreciate it babe, but it's really okay if you don't want Blaine to come. He probably wouldn't want to come anyways."

"Not true, he said yes when I invited him."

Now I really wanted to throw up, "What?"

"I wanted to show you how okay I was with your friendship and I wanted to surprise you. From the look on your face I fucked up," Damien frowned.

"No, I'm just surprised," I lied, "I'm really happy that you did."

"I thought about it when I was in London and it reminded me of how happy we were when we were living there. We rarely argued and it was great, so why can't we be like that in New York?"

I didn't deserve Damien, I really didn't. Staring at his hopeful expression made me feel even worse.

"We are happy," I held his hand, "You make me happy."

"You make me happy too," Damien closed his laptop and placed it on his bedside table, "And I thought about what you said about wanting a baby and I think that we should do it."

"You thought a lot while you were in London, didn't you?" I teased.

"It cleared my head and made me realize what I have in front of me," his expression became serious, "I want to have hundreds of babies with you."

"Hundreds?" I finally laughed, "How about two, maybe three."

"Sounds perfect to me," he kissed me, "I love you Phoebe Grey."

"I love you Damien Zano."

"You make me want to settle down and I want to start planning the wedding."

This change in Damien made me pause, "Why the sudden rush?"

"I saw this family in London and I kept watching them laugh and smile. You know how my father is with me and I never had that strong bond with him, but watching this father with his kids made me want to be a better father than my father was to me. I think that's why I was so scared to have kids because I don't want to be like my father."

"You're going to be a great father," I said it because it was the truth, "So we're going to have a baby?"

"We're going to have a baby," Damien brought me on top of him.

"Not tonight, I'm on my period, but soon."

He nodded, "Soon."