Bridget returned home floating on air. Her weekend with Deacon in Vegas was heaven. She never wanted it to end. All her sadness disappeared when she was with him. There was no reason to be sad when she was around Deacon. He made her happy and feel so loved. And he did love her.
It wasn't just the magnificent sex. He listened to her and genuinely CARED about what she had gone through. The sex was just a wonderful bonus. Very wonderful. God she loved being in his arms.
They practically spent the whole weekend in bed. She didn't care. She loved every second of it.
The two did manage to break way from eachother for a little while. They had dinner with Daisy and her husband Brett. Bridget really liked Brett. You wouldn't know to look at him with his rock star type looks but he was really a nice guy and Bridget could tell he deeply loved his wife. He made her feel at ease and she opened up to him and Daisy about what Felicia and Dante had done to her. "Listen." Brett had said. "I know how it feels. I've been there"
"You have?" Bridget had asked.
"My best friend had dated a girl all through college. Soon after graduation..they broke up.
A year later I ran into this girl. We talked and had lunch together every now and then. Eventually we grew pretty close and started getting serious. I had even thought of marrying her. I went and bought the ring. I set up this big fancy romantic dinner. Just as I was about to propose...she tells me that she ran into my old friend and one thing lead to another and well...they got back together"
"That's horrible." Bridget said sympathetically.
"I was crushed. I felt like my heart was ripped out"
Bridget nodded. That's exactly how she had felt. "But I knew that I had to accept it. I didn't want to but I did. And you know what. It turned out it for the best. I met this beautiful woman sitting beside me and well...the rest is history"
Bridget thought about what Brett said. He was right. Maybe she had lost Dante to Felicia but she found something more. She found Deacon. Smiling, Bridget started up the stairs to her bedroom with her overnight bag in her hand. She thought about how Deacon had tried to get her to stay. He kept kissing her neck and touching her body and telling her she didn't want to leave and whispered all kinds of hot things in her ear that made her blush. She was very close to caving in. "Hey." a voice said in the doorway.
Bridget broke out of her revere and turned to see Brooke standing there. "Hi Mom"
"Where did you go off to"
"Just to see a friend." Bridget said putting her things away.
"What friend"
"A friend." replied Bridget. "Bridget...what's going on"
"Nothing." Bridget said hanging up a dress in her closet. Brooke walked over to Bridget and turned her to face her. "Bridget"
"I don't want to talk about it." said Bridget. "Honey I know the wedding was hard for you"
"Just forget it okay? I'm fine. I don't care"
"Okay." said Brooke not convinced. "I'm just worried about you"
"You don't have to." smiled Bridget. "I'm fine. Really"
"Alright then." said Brooke as she patted her arm and then turned to leave. She then spun around. "Oh before I forget...Forrester is having a charity event next week for our troops overseas. We hope to raise enough money to send care packages and we hope to also have enough for their families as well"
"Sounds great." replied Bridget.
"So I take it you and Jason will be there"
Jason. That's right. She was supposed to be "dating" him. "Um...maybe"
"Maybe?" asked Brooke raising an eyebrow.
"Well I mean...I'll be there...with Jason..I don't think so"
"Honey." said Brooke walking back in the room. "I thought you liked him"
"I do. I mean he's nice and we have fun but"
"But"
Bridget sighed. "I don't really...feel that way about him"
"What do you mean"
Bridget sat down on the bed. "He's a nice guy and all but...I just don't feel that special thing....not like with..." Bridget stopped in mid-sentence. "Not like with...what"
"Like with you and Alex." Bridget said quickly. "You two have this special connection...I just don't feel that with Jason"
"I understand. Listen honey you can't rush it. Alex and I didn't always have this connection. We fought constantly"
"You fought because you were in love. I don't think I'm in love with Jason. Actually I know I'm not in love with him"
"Honey if you feel that way you should tell him that"
"I don't want to hurt him"
"I know you don't but he'll understand. It's better you let him know where you stand"
"I suppose." "Trust me." said Brooke. She turned and walked out of the room. Bridget sat on the bed thinking about what she said. She supposed it was true. She couldn't let Jason think...but at the same time...she couldn't be with Deacon. They had two different lives and there was no way...was there? She and Deacon had discussed it.
"Baby I love you." said Deacon. "I want you in my life"
"I love you too Deacon but"
"But nothing. We belong together. You know it and I know it"
"Deacon you live here in Vegas. I live in L.A. I have my life as a doctor. You know we are not going to give up our lives"
"So is this how it's going to be? You fly out to Vegas whenever you feel down and I make you feel better and you then leave? What the hell kind of life is that? I don't want that. I want YOU"
"Deacon I want you too but are you willing to give up your club? The club you worked so hard to make successful? I couldn't ask you to do that"
The discussion had gone nowhere and they actually got into a real fight but eventually made up in bed. They decided to just let things as they were. Deacon secretly felt that Bridget would see that she could have a great life with him. If she did..he could hopefully convince her to work in Vegas as a doctor. Vegas wasn't too far from California and she would still be near her family.
Sighing, Bridget got up from the bed and over to the window. She looked out at the view.
Deacon was the best thing that came into her life and she knew it. The instant connection she felt with him as like something she never experienced before. Never in her life had she been so instantly attracted to someone. That special something...it wasn't anything she could describe. Of course telling her family about him..that would be another thing. She was sure they wouldn't understand. They would think she was crazy for hooking up with some guy she barely knew. But she did know him. Or at least she felt like she did. Maybe she was crazy but it felt so right. How in the world could she possibly explain that to her family? Bridget shook her head. No they wouldn't understand. She wasn't going to tell them a thing. Deacon was her special secret and she was keeping it that way.
Suddenly, Bridget started to feel sick. A wave of nausea hit her like never before. She flew to the bathroom and threw up. She stood up and went over to the sink. A thought crossed her mind. Without hesitating she opened the medicine cabinet and found the box. Turning she locked the door and opened the box. A few minutes later she stood holding the pregnancy test in her hand with tears pouring out of her eyes.
It wasn't just the magnificent sex. He listened to her and genuinely CARED about what she had gone through. The sex was just a wonderful bonus. Very wonderful. God she loved being in his arms.
They practically spent the whole weekend in bed. She didn't care. She loved every second of it.
The two did manage to break way from eachother for a little while. They had dinner with Daisy and her husband Brett. Bridget really liked Brett. You wouldn't know to look at him with his rock star type looks but he was really a nice guy and Bridget could tell he deeply loved his wife. He made her feel at ease and she opened up to him and Daisy about what Felicia and Dante had done to her. "Listen." Brett had said. "I know how it feels. I've been there"
"You have?" Bridget had asked.
"My best friend had dated a girl all through college. Soon after graduation..they broke up.
A year later I ran into this girl. We talked and had lunch together every now and then. Eventually we grew pretty close and started getting serious. I had even thought of marrying her. I went and bought the ring. I set up this big fancy romantic dinner. Just as I was about to propose...she tells me that she ran into my old friend and one thing lead to another and well...they got back together"
"That's horrible." Bridget said sympathetically.
"I was crushed. I felt like my heart was ripped out"
Bridget nodded. That's exactly how she had felt. "But I knew that I had to accept it. I didn't want to but I did. And you know what. It turned out it for the best. I met this beautiful woman sitting beside me and well...the rest is history"
Bridget thought about what Brett said. He was right. Maybe she had lost Dante to Felicia but she found something more. She found Deacon. Smiling, Bridget started up the stairs to her bedroom with her overnight bag in her hand. She thought about how Deacon had tried to get her to stay. He kept kissing her neck and touching her body and telling her she didn't want to leave and whispered all kinds of hot things in her ear that made her blush. She was very close to caving in. "Hey." a voice said in the doorway.
Bridget broke out of her revere and turned to see Brooke standing there. "Hi Mom"
"Where did you go off to"
"Just to see a friend." Bridget said putting her things away.
"What friend"
"A friend." replied Bridget. "Bridget...what's going on"
"Nothing." Bridget said hanging up a dress in her closet. Brooke walked over to Bridget and turned her to face her. "Bridget"
"I don't want to talk about it." said Bridget. "Honey I know the wedding was hard for you"
"Just forget it okay? I'm fine. I don't care"
"Okay." said Brooke not convinced. "I'm just worried about you"
"You don't have to." smiled Bridget. "I'm fine. Really"
"Alright then." said Brooke as she patted her arm and then turned to leave. She then spun around. "Oh before I forget...Forrester is having a charity event next week for our troops overseas. We hope to raise enough money to send care packages and we hope to also have enough for their families as well"
"Sounds great." replied Bridget.
"So I take it you and Jason will be there"
Jason. That's right. She was supposed to be "dating" him. "Um...maybe"
"Maybe?" asked Brooke raising an eyebrow.
"Well I mean...I'll be there...with Jason..I don't think so"
"Honey." said Brooke walking back in the room. "I thought you liked him"
"I do. I mean he's nice and we have fun but"
"But"
Bridget sighed. "I don't really...feel that way about him"
"What do you mean"
Bridget sat down on the bed. "He's a nice guy and all but...I just don't feel that special thing....not like with..." Bridget stopped in mid-sentence. "Not like with...what"
"Like with you and Alex." Bridget said quickly. "You two have this special connection...I just don't feel that with Jason"
"I understand. Listen honey you can't rush it. Alex and I didn't always have this connection. We fought constantly"
"You fought because you were in love. I don't think I'm in love with Jason. Actually I know I'm not in love with him"
"Honey if you feel that way you should tell him that"
"I don't want to hurt him"
"I know you don't but he'll understand. It's better you let him know where you stand"
"I suppose." "Trust me." said Brooke. She turned and walked out of the room. Bridget sat on the bed thinking about what she said. She supposed it was true. She couldn't let Jason think...but at the same time...she couldn't be with Deacon. They had two different lives and there was no way...was there? She and Deacon had discussed it.
"Baby I love you." said Deacon. "I want you in my life"
"I love you too Deacon but"
"But nothing. We belong together. You know it and I know it"
"Deacon you live here in Vegas. I live in L.A. I have my life as a doctor. You know we are not going to give up our lives"
"So is this how it's going to be? You fly out to Vegas whenever you feel down and I make you feel better and you then leave? What the hell kind of life is that? I don't want that. I want YOU"
"Deacon I want you too but are you willing to give up your club? The club you worked so hard to make successful? I couldn't ask you to do that"
The discussion had gone nowhere and they actually got into a real fight but eventually made up in bed. They decided to just let things as they were. Deacon secretly felt that Bridget would see that she could have a great life with him. If she did..he could hopefully convince her to work in Vegas as a doctor. Vegas wasn't too far from California and she would still be near her family.
Sighing, Bridget got up from the bed and over to the window. She looked out at the view.
Deacon was the best thing that came into her life and she knew it. The instant connection she felt with him as like something she never experienced before. Never in her life had she been so instantly attracted to someone. That special something...it wasn't anything she could describe. Of course telling her family about him..that would be another thing. She was sure they wouldn't understand. They would think she was crazy for hooking up with some guy she barely knew. But she did know him. Or at least she felt like she did. Maybe she was crazy but it felt so right. How in the world could she possibly explain that to her family? Bridget shook her head. No they wouldn't understand. She wasn't going to tell them a thing. Deacon was her special secret and she was keeping it that way.
Suddenly, Bridget started to feel sick. A wave of nausea hit her like never before. She flew to the bathroom and threw up. She stood up and went over to the sink. A thought crossed her mind. Without hesitating she opened the medicine cabinet and found the box. Turning she locked the door and opened the box. A few minutes later she stood holding the pregnancy test in her hand with tears pouring out of her eyes.