Part III: chapter 43- Where dead ends meet.

                                    

                                          
Everytime I looked at Henry now, I saw Louis face plastered on him.  
It wasn't Chuck, like before. It was Blairs husband, my best friends husband. 
Chuck, and I have worked so hard on keeping our family together. I'm positive. Henry is Louis'. 
                          
I walked into Blairs penthouse, as Louis was sitting on the couch as my son laid on my shoulder asleep. He stood and Louis came and kissed my cheek. 
"Hello beautiful." He said, I smiled his French accent shown. as Henry looked up. 
I saw Louis in him. 
"We have to talk." I said. He looked down a me and adjusted his cream color sweater on his sleeves pulling them down, he nodded. 
"Of course about what?" He asked. 
                          
"Henry." I said, as my son smiled. Louis looked at me. 
"That he's mine? I already know my sweet."  He took the words out of my mouth. 
"What...Louis, how- how.." I said. He looked at me, and then a Henry. 
"When I first set my eyes on him, there was a instant magnetic charge between me and him, and he has the famous Grimaldi nose, I want to be in his life.." Louis said. 
"You're married to my best friend Louis!" I said. 
"Nobody will know my love." He said. 
"This can't be happening Chuck thinks Henry is his." I said, Louis grabbed my arm, and he kissed me. 
Henry looked up at us, as Louis smiled at him, and grabbed him. 
"so beautiful." He replied, I smiled. 
"He looks exactly like you." I said, he smiled and kissed the top of Henry's head pushing back the dark curls that cascaded around his ears, and forehead. 
"I love you." He said to Henry. Henry turned and grabbed his cheeks. 
"I luh you." He whispered kissing Louis' nose and I smiled. 
                          
Nate texted me while me and Louis started talking. 
Meet me at Broadway in 15 - Nate 
I looked at Louis, and Henry asleep on his chest. 
"I have to go." I said. 
Louis looked at me. 
"Blair has a crib I'll keep him, you go." He said. I looked at him. 
"Are you sure?" I asked. Louis nodded, and I walked upstairs with him looking down at Henry asleep. 
He laid him in the crib as Louis looked over at me. 
"I should've married you, you produced a hair to the throne no the mention a beautiful baby." He looked at me.
"He is so beautiful my love." Louis said. I felt his arm around me. 
"He is." I said. Louis looked down at me, and I kissed him. We fell back, and we had sex. Again. I told him I had to leave, and I did. 
                          
I met up with Nate in Broadway as we sat in a restaurant,  he looked at me. 
"Me and Blair has sex." He said, I looked at him. 
"You promise under any circumstances this stays between us?" I asked. Nate nodded. 
"Henry isn't Chuck's.." I said. Nate looked at me confused, and sipped his Coke. 
"If he's not Chuck's then who's is he?" He said. I looked at him. 
"Louis Grimaldi." I said nate choked, and looked at me. 
"Does Chuck know?" He said, I shook my head. 
"Now that I think of it he does look a lot like Louis." He replied, and laughed. 
"Blair had sex with your husband, and you had sex with her husband and has his kid." I looked at Nate. 
"Hate you." I laughed. 
I walked into the Grimaldi residence, Louis was feeding him my breast milk. As I looked at him. 
I sat down beside him. He looked at me. 
"What's wrong?" He asked. I looked at his eyes, and sighed. 
"I had lunch with Nate." I said. 
He nodded, while watching our son sleep. 
"He had sex with blair." I said, Louis' face got rock hard. 
"She..we just got married, I mean I had sex with you because we have a son together." He said, I looked at him. 
"I'm sorry." I said. 
He looked at me, and kissed me. I kissed him with all my might back. 
He looked at me, and at our son. 
"I've loved you since I met you." He said. 
"Don't say that.. Please." I said. He looked at me. 
"I was there for you when you didn't have anybody." Louis said. 
"Are you in love with me or do you love me?" I asked, he grabbed my hand and in that French accent he said. 
"I'm terribly and hopelessly in love with you Adelaide." He said. I moaned. 
"Why." I asked. 
"Why?" He laughed and looked at me. 
"I'm so confused you married my best friend." I said. 
He smiled at me.