Bridget smoothed out her gray dress and checked her appearance in the mirror. Brooke and Alex were out so she had the house to herself. The doorbell rang and she hurried over to answer it.
She smiled when she saw who was there. "Deacon..." She said happily.
"Hey baby." He greeted kissing her. Before Bridget could say anything he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the stairs. When they reached the hall, Deacon asked her which room was hers.
He then brought her in the room and within minutes they were naked under the covers kissing passionately. "I love you...." He whispered in her ear.
Bridget smiled. "I love you too." She said enjoying his kisses in her soft neck.
"I missed you so much." Deacon replied moving down to her breasts.
"Deacon.." said Bridget. "I have to tell you something. It's important."
"Not more important than this..." He said as his tongue licked one of her hardened nipples.
"Oh God.." sighed Bridget loving what he was making her feel. "Deacon...." She said gently pushing him away and sitting. "Please...I need to tell you this"
"It can wait. " He said as he pulled her back into his arms and placed a hard passion filled kiss on her lips.
Bridget groaned as he kissed her. Her arms wrapped themselves around his body and she then felt him inside her. "Oh yes...yess...Deacon...Oh God..." She cried as he moved in and out of her hot body. "Fuck me....Oh God..... fuck me!" She exclaimed.
Her words aroused him more and he began pumping harder and faster. "Bridget....Oh God Bridget..." He groaned. "You feel so fucking good..." Bridget was starting to climax and her body started shaking. "Deacon Deacon.." Her fingers pressed into his back and she soon exploded into a powerful orgasm. Deacon placed kisses down her neck and she grinned.
"You okay baby?" He asked of her.
"I'm wonderful....I love you"
"You love when I fuck you." He said licking her breast.
"True..." giggled Bridget. "But I do love you"
"So..." He said sitting up. "What did you need to tell me?" He asked tracing her breast with his finger.
"Deacon...stop it..." Bridget said pushing his hand away and sitting up. She decided to start from the beginning
"What is it?" He asked again hoping she would hurry up and say whatever it is she had to say. He was getting hard again and wanted her badly.
"I don't know how to say this..." said Bridget nervously. "But there is something you should know.
There's this guy"
"Guy?" asked Deacon suddenly more alert. "What guy? A boyfriend? You never said you had a boyfriend"
"No...no you don't understand....it's not like that...His name is Jason and..."
"How long have you been seeing him?"
"I'm not seeing him." Bridget explained. "I don't think of him that way....He's a just a friend"
"Really?" said Deacon angerly getting up from the bed. Bridget stared at his body and her nipples hardened. "Just a friend. Is that so?" Deacon said as he began to dress.
"Please Deacon..." Bridget said getting up and wrapping the sheet around her body. "I swear to you it's NOT like that at all. I don't love him. I don't have feelings for him"
Deacon turned to her with anger flashing in his blue eyes. Bridget didn't like that look. She wanted him to go back to the sexy way he looked at her before. "Does he know that?" He asked. "Does he know that you don't love him, don't have feelings for him"
Bridget swallowed. "Well...I...no but"
"So you stringing this guy along? Is that it? Is that what you do? Damn I thought you were....I thought...What an idiot I was!" He turned and stormed out of the bedroom. Bridget stood there with tears flowing out of her eyes. She wanted to follow him but couldn't move. "Deacon..." She sobbed. "Deacon..." She sat down on the bed clutching the sheet around her. "Deacon please...." Her body was raked with uncontrollable sobs. The sheet was becoming soaked with her endless tears. Why wouldn't he listen to her? If he would let her explain....She slowly got up from the bed and dressed. She pulled the sheets off the bed and threw them into the laundry. She had no emotion as she got fresh sheets out and remade the bed. Deacon hated her. He hated her. He was never going to speak to her again. She went to her bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her eyes were red and swollen from her tears. Bridget quickly washed her face and left the bathroom.
"Bridget...honey we're back!" Brooke called out from downstairs. "Can you help us bring some of this stuff in"
Bridget stood by her window gazing out not hearing Brooke.
"Bridget? Bridget..." Brooke hurried up the stairs and found her daughter staring blankly out the window. "Bridget...honey...you okay"
Bridget shook her head. "He hates me." She said in a flat voice.
"Who hates you?" asked Brooke walking in.
"Deacon he hates me." replied Bridget.
"Deacon?" Brooke said confused. "Who's Deacon"
"The most wonderful man in the world." Bridget said beginning to sob again. "I lost him"
"Sweetheart..." Brooke went over to her and put her arms around her to comfort her. Bridget sobbed in her shoulder. "I love him so much and he hates me"
"Bridget.." said Brooke walking her away from the window and sitting her down on the bed. "Please tell me...what's going on? Who's Deacon"
Bridget wiped her tears. "I met him in Vegas. He's wonderful...sweet....sexy as hell...." She smiled a bit. "I told him all about what Felicia did to me. He cared so much....He actually cared about my feelings. It wasn't fake. He wasn't just trying to score with me....He really truly cared. And I...I hurt him so much....He's never going to speak to me again"
"So that's where you went after the wedding. You went to see this Deacon"
"Yes. I've been talking with him on the phone....I e-mailed him a few times"
"Bridget if he's so wonderful...why didn't you tell me about him"
"I didn't think anyone would understand....You see...we...well...that night I met him....We spent the night together"
"Oh..." said Brooke a little surprised. Bridget didn't normally do that sort of thing.
"It was incredible. Being with him." said Bridget. "He didn't want me to leave. He wanted me to stay with him. He even asked me to marry him." She said with a small smile.
"I see." Brooke smiled. "He must really care about you"
"Well he did...but now he doesn't"
"Why not? What happened"
"When I was with him in Vegas...I didn't tell him about...Jason...I don't really think of Jason as my boyfriend or anything so I....I didn't mention him. But...then"
Brooke then remembered the pregnancy test she found opened. She wondered..."What is it? Does it have to do with the pregnancy test you took?" She said carefully.
Bridget turned to Brooke. "How did you know"
"I saw the open box in the bathroom. I didn't want to say anything...I thought you would tell me in your own time"
"Well I guess now it as good as time as any." said Bridget sniffing. "Yes. It's true. I took the test. It was positive. I'm pregnant. Deacon is the father"
"Honey..." said Brooke hugging Bridget.
"I called Deacon to tell him the news...He flew out here and...I well I decided to tell him everything. Including Jason. I thought he would understand but....He got angry. He accused me of stringing Jason along and stringing him along...he was furious. He just stormed out." Bridget sobbed. "He hates me now"
"Bridget I'm sure he doesn't hate you. Did you tell him..."
"I didn't get a chance to. He was too upset about Jason...He wouldn't listen to me. I guess I can't blame him. I should have told him from the start. Of course he would think.."
"Sweetheart...listen to me. You need to talk to him."
Bridget blew her nose in a tissue. "Deacon isn't going to want to see me. He's too angry"
"Sweetheart you need to tell him about the baby. He's the father. He has the right to know. Honey...if you want...I'll go to Vegas with you"
"No no.." said Bridget. "I've got to do this myself"
"Are you sure"
"Yes." said Bridget. "I'm sure. I'm not sure he's still going to want anything to do with me but you are right. He needs to know. You aren't disappointed in me are you"
"Bridget you are grown. You are responsible and you generally make good decisions. I know that you don't go around sleeping with men you don't love. I know that you must really feel something special for Deacon"
"I do. He means everything to me. I don't want to lose him"
"Then you do what you need to do. You fight for him. Make him see that he's the only man you love and the only want you want. Don't give up"
"I won't." smiled Bridget. "Thanks Mom"
"You're welcome." said Brooke.
"So...I guess this means you are going to be a grandma." grinned Bridget.
"I suppose." laughed Brooke. "But I'm happy. And who knows...maybe soon..you'll have a little brother or sister"
"I hope it happens for you and Alex. I do"
"So do I." sighed Brooke. "But don't worry about that. Right now you concentrate on finding Deacon and making him see that you love him and only him"
"I will. You're right. I need to get him to understand.....Oh no...." Bridget thought of something. "What about Jason? He doesn't know...How did I get myself into this mess"
"Honey one thing at a time. First Deacon. You can worry about Jason later"
Bridget nodded. "Can you get the Forrester Jet ready for me for tomorrow"
"Sure not a problem." Brooke kissed the top of Bridget's head. "It'll be ready whenever you need it"
Bridget watched as Brooke left. She sighed. "Please God. Please let Deacon understand. Please don't let me lose him."