The Baby Project

Chapter 12

Frankie's POV

The credits rolled in.

I got up from my seat first before taking a half-asleep Seb out of Nicks hold and heading for the stairs.

I could feel Nicholas's presence behind me, but I just ignored the tension and kept walking.

Once I got to Sebastian's room, I laid him down in his bed and tucked the covers around him.

"Can you read me a book please?" He asked quietly as if he was scared I was going to say no.

"Okay, but only one since it's already past your bedtime" I pulled out one of his Biff and Chip books before sitting next to him on his bed.

The book had come to end, and I was now putting it back into the small bookcase next to his bed.

I gave him a kiss on the forehead before shutting the light off and walking out of the room.

I started walking down the hall and headed towards my room. When I got to the room, I saw that Nicholas was already in there changing into his pj's, I didn't want to seem creepy, so I backed away.

I knocked on the door, which was pulled to and waited for an answer, the door swung open and their stood a topless Nick who was only wearing his Calvin Kleins.

"If you're gonna stare at least be a little more subtle" He smirked before turning around and walking over to his side of the bed. Boy does that man have a fine arse.

"Shut up, if it was you who was in my place it'd be different" I snarked back at him

"Yeah, yeah" Absolute prick.

I got my pj's out of the draw and headed to the bathroom. "You know you could get changed in here, I won't mind" I turned to look at him with a smirk of my own, two can play this game.

"Okay" I lifted my arms and slowly pealed my top off of my body, he physically gulped, eyes still trained on me. Next was my shorts, I shimmied them off making sure to wiggle an extra amount, his gaze hadn't moved yet his eyes had somehow got wider.

Once I was just in my underwear, I bent over to pick up my shorts which happened to be behind me, giving him a full view of my arse. As I pulled my shorts up, I turned around to face him again only to come in contact with a tanned body...

I looked up to see him already staring back at me, his breathing was ragged and his eyes wide.

"What are you doing?" I breathed; his lips quirked into a smile.

"What were YOU doing?" He replied, the unasked question in his voice.

I leaned up and brushed my lips against his, waiting for him to make a move. Nick searched my face for a moment as if asking for permission, to which I gave a nod.

He slowly connected our lips in a small passionate kiss before pulling away for an instant, as if he was processing the whole thing. Suddenly his lips collided with mine in a frenzy like he'd never wanted something as much as he wanted this.

The kiss was full of life. Sparks went flying, feelings were all over the place, and hands caressed the other's body like they were starving for the contact.

When his hands reached my hair, I couldn't help but let a small moan slip from my mouth, his kiss swallowed it before pulling me impossibly close and deepening the kiss.

I pulled away with my eyes still closed, my lungs craved the air he'd deprived me of.

His forehead landed on mine, his breath tickling my face.

"What are we doing, Frankie?" My eyes peeled open, my panting slowed down, and my thoughts ran wild.

"I don't know..." It was the truth, I had no clue what I was doing let alone what I was feeling...scratch that, I knew exactly what I was feeling, I was just too much of a wuss to say them out loud. I know right? Very unlike me, but hey that's what this guy does to me.

"Well, you need to figure it out because I can't keep doing this" He pulled his forehead away and prided his hand off my waist.

"What do you mean?" I know I'm being stupid, but I have no clue what is happening to me when he is around me.

"This" he pointed between us taking a step back "can't keep happening" he slumped on the bed with his head in his hands "we can't keep kissing or having a 'moment' and then go back to ignoring each other the next day" He let out a huff "I can't keep away from you, all I wanna do is pull you close and keep you to myself. Yet I know that can't happen when your feelings aren't in place" He looked up directing his gaze straight at me "I want you, Frankie, why can't you want me back"

His voice was desperate, I knew what to do next.

This would either make us or break us in the end.

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Sorry, it's sort... thanks for reading!

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