Ana

Christian and I wake up to the crying sound of our son the next morning. After getting up and getting dressed, we both walk into our son's nursery. Christian leans down and carefully picks him up from his crib.

"Hey, baby boy. Did you sleep well?" he murmurs and then kisses his head.

Christian smiles down at him while he only stares up at his father. Christian chuckles and kisses his nose. I smile as Christian hands me him so that I can change his diaper.

I walk over to the changing table and get to work on changing his diaper while I talk animatedly about the day ahead.

"And mommy and daddy are planning on taking you for a walk by the water. Would you like that baby boy?" I coo down at him while fastening his blue pajamas that has cute little airplanes all over them.

Carson stares up at me with his fist in his mouth. He suddenly takes his fist out and sneezes before shoving his fist back in his mouth. I giggle and pick him up. Christian chuckles as we walk down the stairs. We head into the kitchen, and I am surprised when I find Jack and Carrick sitting at the dining table. They are both in a heated discussion when we walk into the kitchen.

They both stop talking and look up at us. Jack looks uncomfortable while Carrick seems irritated. He smiles tightly at me before sipping his coffee.

Carrick's eyes light up when he spots his grandson in my arms. He gets up and holds out his hands asking me if he can hold him. I nod and gently place him into his waiting arms.

"Good morning," he coos down at him before kissing his hair.

"Did you both get any sleep?" He asks after a few seconds of staring down at him.

"We did. Where is everybody else?" Christian asks as he makes himself a cup of coffee.

"Grace went into the hospital for an early appointment, and Elliot and Addison are still upstairs. They are probably still asleep," he explains.

I nod and look up towards the stairs, wondering if they are awake or still talking about what happened last night. I hope they worked it out. I hate to see them breaking up over this when we don't know for sure if Elliot is the father of Kate's baby. God, I hope not.

I turn back around when I hear Jack clearing his throat awkwardly. "We need to talk, Christian," he says apprehensively.

Christian looks at him confused before taking a sip of his coffee and then turns towards the floor to ceiling windows. "Like what?" he says coldly.

I stare at them for a second before looking at Carrick. He sighs and hands me the baby. He kisses his head before returning to the table.

"Jack has something he wants to tell you. Both of you," Carrick looks at me pointedly.

I frown and walk over to the bassinet that we keep down here, and place Carson on his back. I run my hand down his chest as he rubs his eyes. He yawns and closes his eyes before opening them again. I smile and turn around to head back into the kitchen.

I sit down beside Carrick while Christian continues to stand by the windows that overlook the water. His back is ramrod straight, and his hands shoved into his jean pockets.

Jack heavily sighs before looking over at me. "I know why you both were evicted from your apartment," he shifts uncomfortably.

I blink slowly at him and then deeply frown. I suddenly jump when I hear Christian yell. "What!"

I turn around and tell him to be quiet because I don't want him to wake the baby.

"What are you talking about?" he snaps and glares at Jack.

Jack grits his teeth for a second before he relaxes before speaking, "Leila is the one who complained to your landlord about the noise complaints. She also gave money to your neighbors, so they can also complain to get you convicted."

My eyes widen, and my mouth drops open. Leila? Why would she do that?

Jack looks down in embarrassment while we sit there in silence. I slowly turn my head towards Christian. He stares at Jack, completely baffled at what he just said.

"What the hell? Why would she do that?" I finally say after a moment of tense silence.

Jack sighs and runs his hand through his hair. "She is friends with Kate, well was friends with Kate. Apparently, Kate wanted Christian when she first met him, and when Leila first met him, she wanted him. When Kate knew she never had a chance with him, she went after Elliot. Leila saw the same thing with Ana, and when you got pregnant, she got pissed. That is when she planned the whole eviction scheme. She also gave some money and a tip that you had money to those men who trashed your apartment," he explains.

I sit there stunned into silence. I really don't know what to think or what to feel. I mean, I know that Kate is a bitch and wouldn't put what she did past her, but Leila? Why the hell would she go through all of that just because she couldn't have Christian?

Christian bring me out of my thoughts when I hear him huff loudly and slam his hands on the kitchen island. "Unbelievable," he hisses.

I sigh and rub my eyes. Carrick shakes his head and continues to sip his coffee.

Christian turns around and glares at Jack. "Did you know what she was up to?" he snaps.

Jack sits up straight and glares back. "No. I didn't know. Yes, I didn't like you, but I wouldn't do something like that. I might be a prick, but I don't purposely set out to harm you or your girlfriend. Especially when she is carrying my nephew," he snaps.

"Wife. Not girlfriend," Christian hisses.

Jack rolls his eyes. "She wasn't your wife back then, shithead."

Christian suddenly lunges for Jack, but before he can get to him, Carrick intercedes. "That is enough! Both of you!" he snaps.

Christian stops when Carrick slightly pushes him back.

"This animosity between you two has to stop. You are brothers whether you like it or not, so I suggest you man up and stop fighting with each other," Carrick demands while I see Addison and Elliot emerge from the stairs in my peripheral vision.

I sigh and look towards them. Addison is barefoot and fresh-faced, wearing gray leggings, a white camisole, and a long pink cardigan, while Elliot is wearing some of Christian's lounge pants and his black long-sleeved shirt.

I sigh in relief when I see them holding hands. It look's like they worked it out, Thank God.

Christian sees Elliot and Addison in the kitchen, and he rolls his eyes when he see's Elliot wearing his clothes.

"OH, yes, please do help yourself to my clothes, fuckwad."

"I did," Elliot smirks and flips him off.

Addison giggles and slaps his chest. Elliot looks down at her and shrugs playfully.

Jack give them a crooked smirk while Carrick tries hard not to smile.

Carrick shakes his head and sits back down at the table. We all follow him and sit down. Christian sighs and puts his arm around my waist and kisses my shoulder.

We all sit in silence for a few seconds before Jack breaks it. "I broke up with her, by the way."

Christian stares at him blankly, and when Jack sees's that he is not going to react he continues. "I found out a few weeks ago. That's why she hasn't been around here lately."

I quickly quirk my eyebrow before looking at Addison. She stares at her brother confused, and Jack explains again what happened. Elliot seems pissed while Addison looks at him horrified.

"Wow," she says perplexed.

"Fucking bitch," Elliot hisses. All these crazy bitches. I hear Elliot mumble under his breath.

I nod, and Christian shakes his head in disgust. I then ask Carrick what we can do about Leila, and he says he will take care of it and not to worry. As far as we're concerned, we won't hear or see Leila again which is a relief because if I ever see her again, I will probably need Carrick's help in bailing me out of jail for kicking her ass.

After a few moments of silence, Carrick looks over at his daughter. "Did you two talk it out last night when we went to bed?"

Addison looks down embarrassed before nodding her head. "Yeah. I feel like an idiot for the way I acted last night." She looks over at me. "I'm sorry I was yelling. I hope I didn't wake up the baby," she murmurs.

I shake my head. "No, it's okay," I smile, and she gives me one back.

Christian is quietly observing Jack while he talks business with Carrick. Addison and Elliot are in their own little world while I cuddle up next to Christian. When there is a lull in Jack and Carrick's conversation, Christian speaks up. "Why have you been acting like you have these last few months?"

Jack frowns as he stares at Christian. "What are you talking about?"

"All buddy buddy towards us?" He rolls his eyes.

Jack's eyes widen in recognition. He sighs and then shrugs. "Why do you think? You're my brother. You might want to keep butting heads forever, but I don't. Yes, I hated you in the beginning, despised you even, but as time went on, I got over it," he says matter-of-factly.

Christian narrows his eyes. "You honestly think I would believe that you just got over it? Just like that?"

Jack shrugs. "I don't care if you believe me. It's the truth, and I have more important things to do than hate you forever. As a matter of fact, I have those more important things to do right now."

Without breaking eye contact with Christian, he smirks and drains his coffee. He stands up from the table and pointedly says, "Brother," before walking out of the kitchen and out the front door.

Christian sits there perplexed. I bite my lip and look over at him. He shakes his head, still baffled at Jack's answer. Addison and Elliot suddenly laugh bringing him out of his daze. Christian rolls his eyes and mumbles, whatever under his breath causing me to smirk.

Carrick chuckles and gets up to start making breakfast for all of us while I check on the baby.

"Are you ready to see Aunt, Priscilla?" I smile down at Carson who is awake, looking at his surroundings.

I push the stroller up to Grayson's and Priscilla's front door and dig through my purse to find my keys. Priscilla called me this morning asking if I can come over to have lunch with her. She said she had something important she wanted to talk about.

After eating breakfast with everyone, and spending time with Addison for a few hours, I went upstairs and got dressed in a black and white striped dress that fell to my knees, and paired it with a green army jacket and white chucks.

I find the keys and just unlock the door without knocking since Priscilla was adamant that I don't knock and just to come inside.

I push the stroller into the foyer and shut the door behind me. I push Carson right into the living room and am distracted when I try to put my keys back into my purse and push the stroller at the same time. When I finally get them in my purse, I look up, and my eyes widen, and I gasp in shock.

Grayson is standing naked by the couch and Priscilla is down on her knees sucking him off. They both freeze when they hear me gasp. I throw my hand over my eyes when Priscilla pops him out of her mouth, and I get my first glimpse of his penis that can rival Christian's.

"Oh, my God, I am so sorry," I say mortified at what I just walked into.

I turn around when Grayson scrambles to get dressed.

"You told me to come over, I'm sorry," I apologize again.

"No, it's okay. I'm the one who is sorry. I didn't know you will be here that fast," she chuckles nervously.

I cringe and nod my head and wait for him to get dressed. I try not to giggle when I hear Carson start to coo at Grayson who I am assuming is dressed and picking him up from his stroller.

"You can look now," he smirks.

He is now dressed in white pajama pants, and his chest is still bare which causes me to turn beet red. He sees my blush which makes him flex his pecks and winks at me. I look down embarrassed and let out a small giggle.

Priscilla rolls her eyes and shoos Grayson out of the living room. He bows his head and walks out with his nephew in his arms.

"Ana, I'm sorry about that," she points his thumb in the direction of where Grayson went.

"It's okay. I should have called before I came over here earlier than expected," I shake my head still embarrassed of walking in on their private moment.

She smiles and guides me to the couch where we sit down. She beams at me and then suddenly holds out her hand and wiggles her fingers. I look down and gasp in surprise when I find an incredible large oval diamond ring on her finger.

I squeal and hug her causing her to laugh. "Oh, my, God. Congratulations! When did he propose?" I beam at her.

"Thank you! He proposed last night," she giggles and tucks her blonde hair behind her ears.

I look at her in awe and hug her once more. We sit there and talk for a few minutes, and after animatedly telling me how he proposed at sunset, I tell her about what happened last night.

"Are you kidding me? That bitch," she shakes her head in anger.

"I know. I can't believe it myself," I sigh and fiddle with my fingers in my lap.

"Do you think Elliot is the father?" she chews on her bottom lip.

I shake my head again, "No, I don't. Elliot would never cheat on her. What I am worried about is if she actually took advantage of him when he was unconscious."

She shakes her head in disgust, and I nod my head agreeing with her. I am about to say something else when their house phone rings. "One second," she says as she gets up.

She answers and looks over at me with a frown. "Yeah, hang on. It's Christian," she says and hands me the phone.

I frown and take the phone from her. "Hey?"

"Hey, you might want to come home," he sighs over the line.

"Why?"

"Elliot called. We were right; he didn't cheat on Addison. It was a setup; Kate never had sex with him. She just made it look like they did to break them both up," he spits out, and I close my eyes in astonishment. "She is here causing trouble," he growls.

I look over at Priscilla, and she is staring at me intently. "I will be there soon," I say and hang up the phone.

"What's going on?" she asks.

I tell her what Christian told me and she gasps. "I cannot believe that skank!"

I nod and get up from the couch. She tells me that she is going to get dressed quickly and to explain to Grayson what's going on. I nod while she heads upstairs, and I wait on the couch.

Grayson comes into the living room and hands me, Carson. He goes upstairs to get dressed, and I place him back in his stroller and sit and wait for them to finish getting ready all the while wondering what type of shitstorm awaits us when we get there.

AN: This story is winding down. A few more chapters to go. :( I will try to update as soon as possible.

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