The sun shined brightly in the clear blue sky there was a warm gentle breeze. A perfect day. Perfect to everyone but Bridget. She had been dreading this day. Felicia and Dante's wedding day. Bridget had no desire to witness the alleged special union but she had no choice. It was her sister's wedding. She had to be there besides she didn't want to give them the satisfaction. There was no way in hell they were going to think they broke her. She would smile and pretend to be happy for the two scuzbags. Shaking her head, she adjusted the straps of her light blue dress. Her hair hung down in wavy curls. Matching blue eyeshadow across her eyes with perfectly applied mascara. Her lips were covered in a perfect shade of red lipstick. Forrester's latest perfume was sprayed on her wrist. The one that was created and named for her. It was her favorite. On her feet were opened toed strappy heels dyed the same color as her elegant dress. Checking her appearance in the mirror she took a deep breath. "Okay. Time to get this over with." She said to herself. Jason was arriving soon to pick her up. She left bedroom and headed down the staircase. Brooke and Alex were in the living room waiting.
Brooke smiled as she saw her daughter. "You look beautiful honey"
"Thanks mom." replied Bridget trying to keep her smile plastered on her face. "You look great too." She said admiring the lovely golden gown Brooke was wearing. Another masterpiece of Ridge's. Brooke's blonde hair was pulled on top of her head. Lovely gold earrings hung from her ears. "Thank you." smiled Brooke.
"Hey what about me?" joked Alex. "No one said a word about my tux."
"I believe I told you at least three times that you look handsome." laughed Brooke.
"Well you could say it again."
Bridget shook her head. "Okay you look great too Alex." She grinned.
The doorbell rang and Bridget walked over and opened the door. "Hey Bridget." greeted Jason.
"Hi. Come on in." said Bridget.
"Hello Jason." Brooke greeted. "Nice to see you."
"Likewise." He replied. He turned to Bridget. "You look good."
"Thanks."
"We ready?" asked Alex.
"I think so." answered Brooke. "Let's go"
"Mom is Aunt Donna coming to the wedding?" asked Bridget as they headed out. She prayed she would be there. Her friend Toni couldn't make it and Bridget really needed some moral support. Although her mother was very understanding about what she was going through and Bridget appreciated her more than she knew...Bridget needed to talk to Donna. She found she could always confide in her. Donna had been one of the few besides her mother that had been furious with Felicia. It was Donna that had suggested to her that she get away for awhile and lick her wounds. "I'm afraid not honey." replied Brooke as Bridget's heart sank. "She's doing a photo shoot for Forrester International in Milan. She couldn't get away"
"Don't worry." said Jason patting Bridget's arm. "I'm good company"
Bridget smiled and said nothing as she got into Jason's silver Mercedes. Although she normally enjoyed Jason's company..she really wasn't in the mood for it today. She supposed she could at least try. He was a good friend. Although Bridget knew that he wanted more than that..she still wasn't sure she could give him that. They followed Alex's Escalade to the church which had been filled with the wedding presents. And which Bridget knew that Alex and Brooke wanted filled with baby things. They had talked about having a child and Bridget hoped it happened for them. She thought Alex would make a terrific father. Although he would never replace Eric as her father...she loved Alex just the same. Like Brooke he had been very understanding and supportive of her with the whole fiasco with Dante. He cheered her up by cooking her favorite dinner one night and she was pleasantly surprised to find out what a terrific cook he was. Bridget was happy everything in her mother's life was going well. She just wished she could have that same luck. The church came into view and the Mercedes pulled to a stop. Bridget briefly closed her eyes and took a deep breath. You can do this. She thought to herself. Opening the door, she got out of the car and shut the door behind her. Her father and Stephanie had arrived. Eric looked jubilant. Which Bridget suspected he would be. Felicia was his daughter and he was going to be happy for her on her wedding day. Bridget thought Stephanie looked nice in white beaded blouse and matching pants. Ridge had also arrived with his date. Her name was Gina Larson. She worked for one of Forrester's many buyers. She wasn't officially dating Ridge. They would go out together occasionally but saw other people. Bridget liked her. She was a nice lady and was always pleasant to her mom. Bridget hated women who were jealous of her mother and treated her with disrespect. Also arriving was her brother Rick and his wife Amber. Amber's sister, April was also attending the wedding. She was going to sing at the reception. Bridget love the dress she was wearing. A very stylish and daring red silk number that really set off her dark red hair. Amber's dress was lovely as well. A pretty beaded pale pink gown. "Ready?" asked Jason walking over to her. Bridget nodded and took his arm. They walked up the steps of the church and headed inside the chapel. It was really beautiful. Candles were lit and there was soft music playing. Lovely white flowers decorated the chapel. Bridget took her seat in the pew with Jason next to her. Felicia had asked Bridget to be one of her bridesmaids and she turned her request down. She told her she didn't think it was a good idea. It would be too weird for her. Felicia said she understood. Kristen, Brooke's sister Katie and Felicia's friend Sharon were to be the bridesmaid. Felicia's best friend, Amy was going to be her maid of honor. Dante's father was going to be his best man. His brother Gino and Kristen's husband Tony were going to be groomsmen along with his cousin Lorenzo.
Bridget sat back wishing thing would get underway and this whole day would be over with. She avoided looking at Dante as he stood up by the altar. Everyone was seated and the music began. Bridget watched as Kristen made her way down the aisle, followed by Katie then Sharon. Then it was Amy. Sharon's niece, Emily, was the flower girl.
The music changed and Bridget held her breath. Someone she managed to stand up although her legs were very shaky. She watched as Felicia walked down the aisle on Eric's arm. She wore a stunning white gown with tiny diamonds embedded in the bodice. The skirt hung straight down. There was a sparkle in her eye as she arrived at the altar. Dante beamed as he watched her. Bridget thought she was going to be sick. The two made her physically ill. She watched as the minister asked the two to join hands. Those two deceitful little...she was disgusted at the sight of them. She wanted to run. Run far away. Far away to someone would cared. Who understood. At this moment Bridget felt no one in her family understood. Not even her mother. They didn't know how hard this was for her. To have to watch...did anyone care? Did they have to act like this was such a blessed event! Did ANYONE care about HER feelings!! Yes...there was someone. Someone who did care. Who would listen. Who would understand. Deacon. Deacon...wonderful Deacon. Oh God how she wished he was there. He would comfort her. When this was over she was flying to Vegas and seeing him. She couldn't stand it anymore. It was too much. Bridget could barely understand what the minster was saying. It was like everything was in slow motion. Felicia placed the ring on Dante's finger. Dante placed the ring on Felicia's finger. They said their I Do's. Then the kiss. The kiss. Bridget cringed as she watched. She wanted to turn away but couldn't. Finally the ceremony was over. The newly married couple made their way back up the aisle and Bridget was emotionless. Everyone began to leave but Bridget couldn't move.
"You okay?" Jason asked her.
"Yeah I guess." She answered in a monotone.
"Come on...let's get to the reception." He said taking her arm.
Bridget was silent as he lead her out of the church. The reception was the last place she wanted to be. She supposed she should go. If she didn't...they would have won. They weren't going to beat her.
Jason opened the door to the passenger side and Bridget got in. Okay. She said to herself. Go to the reception. Pretend you're happy for the two backstabbers and slip out and head to Vegas. She had every intention of being in Deacons' arms tonight. The thought brightened her mood and she smiled a bit. The car pulled up to the reception hall and came to a stop. Bridget opened the door and stepped out of the car. She walked with Jason into the hall. As usual with any Forrester event, everything was breathtaking. Tables covered with linen clothes, fresh flowers. A long table set up with every kind of food you could want. Waiters and waitress carrying trays. Bridget and Jason were sitting with Amber and Rick. Walking over to the table, Jason pulled out Bridget's chair and she sat down. The d.j. came on the microphone and announced the wedding party.
Bridget clapped politely as they bridesmaids and their escorts walked in. Then it was announced that the newly married Felicia and Dante were arriving. Bridget feigned a smile as she watched her older sister inside she was seething. Think of Deacon. Bridget told herself. Think of Deacon. The reception was in full swing. Everyone was having a grand time. Jason was dancing with April after she had sung a lovely ballad for new married couple. Bridget was sitting at the table when Felicia cautiously approached her. "Bridget"
"Felicia...hi"
"You having a good time?" She asked nervously.
"Yeah...sure...great." Bridget smiled. "Look I...I'm sorry that"
"It's okay...don't worry about it. I'm fine. Really. I hope you and Dante are very happy. I do"
"Really?"
"Yes really." said Bridget standing up and hugging her sister.
Felicia smiled. "I'm glad. Thank you"
"You're welcome." Felicia patted her arm and went to greet the other guests. The smile from Bridget's face faded. Sure I'm happy you backstabbing bitch. She thought to herself. I have to get out of here. Slipping out of the hall she went outside. She saw her father's limo and walked over to it. She asked the driver to drive her back to her mom's house.
As she rode in the limo, she took out her cell phone and had the Forrester Jet prepared for her.
The limo pulled up to the mansion and Bridget got out. She told the driver to wait as she went into the house. Hurrying upstairs...she found her suitcase and threw some clothes in. She quickly ran back down the stairs. She left a note for Alex and Brooke and instructed the driver to take her to the jet way. She was going to surprise Deacon. She couldn't wait to see him. Feel his strong arms holding her. His lips kissing hers. God his kisses. She loved his kisses. The limo pulled up to the jet way and Bridget had butterflies as she got out and boarded the jet.
A few minutes later, the jet took off. I'm on my way Deacon. Bridget thought. Knowing she could be with him soon...she could hardly wait. Finally the jet touched down. Bridget got her suitcase and went over the car she had arranged to be waiting for her. She hoped she remembered the way. Lucky Hearts wasn't too far from the hotel she had stayed out previously. Her pulse was racing and her heart was pounding in her chest at the anticipation of seeing him again. She spotted the bright neon sign and smiled. She pulled her car up to the curb and got out. Bridget saw the long line of people waiting. She recognized Chuck from when she was there before. She could at ask if Deacon was there. "Excuse me...I was wondering if you could tell me if Deacon is here?" She said to him. He turned his head towards her. He remembered seeing her with Deacon before. "You Bridget Forrester?" He asked in a deep voice.
"Yes. I am"
"Go right in...You're on the VIP list."
Bridget grinned. So he did put her on the list. Like he said he would. Bridget thanked him and headed inside.
"I'm on the VIP list too!" She heard a girl exclaim.
"No you're not." barked Chuck. "Back in line."
Bridget's eyes scanned the crowded club. She saw Daisy over at the bar. Maybe she would know where Deacon was. Bridget walked over to the bar and sat down. Daisy looked over and smiled.
"Hey Bridget."
"Hi Daisy."
"You're back."
"Yeah I'm back. Is..."
"Yes he's here." replied Daisy.
Deacon was walking towards the bar when he suddenly stopped. No...it couldn't. Could it? Sweet beautiful...sexy...Bridget. His beautiful Bridget. Bridget turned and saw him standing there. She slowly stood up. He walked towards her and was soon standing in front of her. He gazed at her and gently touched her face.
Bridget spoke up. "I see you put me on the VIP list." She said softly.
"I told you I would." He replied. "And I told you what that entitles you to"
Bridget grinned and blushed. Deacon had wanted to take her back to his place but he couldn't wait. He wanted her now. Badly. He would take her upstairs to his private suite. Taking her hand...he lead her over to the private elevator. They walked inside and it began it's decent. Not be able to stand it any longer..Deacon pulled Bridget towards him and placed a hard passion filled kiss on her moist lips. Bridget groaned as he kissed her. The kiss broke and Bridget smiled. "Happy to see me?" She asked.
"You tell me..." He said as his eyes drifted down to his growing erection.
Bridget giggled. "I guess you are..."
He pulled her back to him and kissed her again. Suddenly Bridget felt herself backed up against the wall of the elevator with her dress pushed up. Her underwear was pulled down. He unzipped his pants and began pumping hard into her willing body. "Oh God!" She exclaimed. "Deacon...yes Deacon" Her orgasm came on full force and her body went limp. She was hot and sweaty but very happy.
"Couldn't wait?" She asked playfully.
"No." He replied as he pulled down the top of her dress. He eyed her erect nipples and began licking them. They slid down to the floor of the elevator and he was once again inside her. "Yes yes!" Bridget cried. She loved the way he felt inside her. He groaned as pumped into her. "Bridget...yes Bridget"
He had missed her so much. Bridget's back arched and her orgasm came on again. Deacon followed after her. He hit the stop button on the elevator before it reached it's destination. He took her again and again. Finally he managed to pull away from her. He fixed his clothes and stood up. He hit the button on the elevator. He needed to get Bridget to the bedroom of the suite. He couldn't keep taking her in the elevator. Bridget stood up and fixed her dress. The elevator doors opened and Deacon took her hand. He quickly lead her over to the suite and lead her inside. Swooping her up in his arms he carried her to the bedroom. Within minutes...their clothes were torn off and they were engaged in passionate sex under the covers. Even more passionate then before. Deacon took Bridget with more fire and passion then she could ever dream. Bridget had so many orgasms, she thought she was going to die. After her last one...he moved his mouth on her and her body was on fire. More orgasms came on. Several more. "Deacon..." She cried out over and over. She didn't think he was ever going to stop, not that she wanted him to. She could lay there forever with his tongue stroking her hard. Every orgasm she had was stronger than the last one. It went on for an hour and her body fell lax on the bed. "Deacon..." She said happily. "You are amazing...You can do that anytime you want"
He placed kisses down her neck. "Anything for you..." He whispered. Before she knew it..he was good on his word and as he placed his mouth on her wet heaven again. Bridget writhed and moaned loving what he was doing. "Yes! Deacon...Oh God yes! Deacon Deacon..." Another hour of more pleasure and orgasms. "God Deacon..." She sighed after her last one. "That...Oh my god"
"You love it don't you?" He asked tracing her hard nipple with his finger.
"Yes..I do..." She grinned. "It's heaven"
"Like the way it feels?" He whispered as his lips touched her wetness. He grinned as Bridget automatically moved her legs apart.
"I guess I have my answer." He said. Not to disappoint her. he gave her what she wanted again. Yet another hour where Bridget had orgasm after orgasm. She was sweaty and hot after her last one. If she thought he was going to give her a break, she was mistaken and she then felt his rock hard manhood inside her. He filled her willing body and she loved every second. She never had this amount of passion in her life. "Deacon...Oh yes...Yes...Aaahhh...Aaaahh..." Bridget reached climax for what she felt was the hundredth time that night. She didn't care. This is what she needed. Deacon loving her. Like only he could.
Finally after their last round of sex..Deacon rolled over to his side of the bed and laid back exhausted.
Bridget snuggled close to him and draped her arm around him. "I missed you." She said resting her head against him.
"I missed you too baby." He replied caressing her. "I'm glad you came back"
"Me too." She sighed.
"So what's wrong?" He asked.
"What makes you think something is wrong"
"I can tell." He replied kissing her forehead. "What's wrong"
"Nothing...it's...well today was Felicia and Dante's wedding"
"I see."
"I know I shouldn't care but when I see them and think of how they hurt me...I know I should let it go."
"Baby...you have a right to be angry. You don't have to hold it in. You're angry you're angry. You were hurt and it's not easy to deal with"
Bridget smiled. "I knew you would understand."
"Listen baby don't worry about those two. You have me. I love you remember?"
"I remember." grinned Bridget. "I love you too."
"I mean it baby I love you. I wasn't just saying that...I love you."
Bridget nodded. "I know you meant it. I meant it too. I love you Deacon. That's why I.." She stopped in mid-sentence.
"Why what?" asked Deacon.
"Nothing...really. Forget it." She didn't know why she almost told him about Jason. She wasn't sure if she should. There really wasn't anything to tell. He was a friend. A good friend. She didn't have any romantic feelings towards him.
"Okay." said Deacon. "If you are sure"
"I am. It's nothing really...Hey." She said to change the subject. "You know you hadn't had a turn yet..." She said as she climbed on top of his body.
"Well if you feel the need..." He said putting his hands behind his head. Bridget began kissing him and soon all thoughts of the wedding and Jason left her mind. She was here in Vegas with the man she loved and that's all she needed.