Deacon looked at Bridget as she packed up her bags. "Baby I wish you would stay longer." He said.
"Honey I told you...I have to go back to L.A. and talk to Jason." She replied folding a dress and placing it in her suitcase.
Deacon was silent. The truth was he didn't want her talking to Jason. He didn't want her to ever see him again. It wasn't that he didn't trust her. He trusted her more than anyone on the planet. He didn't trust Jason. He didn't trust him to keep his damn hands off of Bridget.
Bridget noticed Deacon's silence. "You jealous?" She grinned.
"No." said Deacon walking over to her and taking her in his arms from behind. "I don't want him touching you or kissing you or doing anything to you."
"That's not going to happen." said Bridget turning around to face him. "Relax. It'll be fine. Don't you trust me?"
"Baby you are not the problem. I trust you more than anyone. I don't trust him to keep his hands to himself. You have no idea how beautiful you are. How much you can effect a guy and how much you can turn him on. I don't want to lose you."
"Deacon...nothing is going to happen." assured Bridget placing her hands on his shoulders "I'm not having sex with him, just dinner. That's all. I'll explain that I don't have feelings for him. That I only want to be friends...if he can't accept that...it's too bad."
"What if he tries to seduce you?" asked Deacon.
Bridget giggled. "You are the only one who's good at that.." She said placing a kiss on his lips. "I love you."
Deacon pulled her closer and pressed his lips against hers. He kissed her passionately for several minutes not wanting to ever let go of her. The kiss finally broke and Bridget was breathless.
"Just come back to me." Deacon whispered to her.
"I will. I promise." Bridget replied softly. "I love you." She wrapped her arms around him holding him tight. Deacon kissed the top of her head. Bridget let go and picked up her suitcase. "I'll see you in two days." She said as she gave him one last kiss before leaving.
Deacon sighed. Two days. Two days and Bridget would be back. And then they would be married. She would be his wife. His beautiful, sweet, sexy wife. That's all he wanted. Her and their new baby. While she was in L.A., Deacon decided to search for a house there in Vegas. His place wouldn't be big enough for them and the baby. Man he couldn't wait for that baby to be born. His son. Of course Bridget kept telling him it could be a girl but he was sure she was carrying a boy. No matter what he would give both Bridget and the baby the best life possible.
After Bridget had left, Deacon decided to head to the club. He arrived to find Brett doing a sound check with his band. Brett spotted him and walked over to him. "Hey." He said. "How's it going?"
"Okay I guess." replied Deacon. "Bridget went back to L.A. She's going to talk to Jason. Let him know about all that's going on."
"Well that's good." said Brett. "So what's the problem?"
"Nothing...I....I don't trust him...I know he's going to try....She's so beautiful and she doesn't get just how..."
"Okay Okay." Brett said trying to calm down Deacon. "Listen to me. Don't get all...worked up....even if this guys DOES try something...you think Bridget is going to let him get away with it? No...she'll probably clobber him. Bridget can take care of herself."
"I can't lose her. I can't."
"You're not going to." assured Brett. "She loves you. She wants to marry you and she's having your baby. Trust me. Everything will be fine." Brett patted Deacon's back and went back to his band.
Deacon walked to over to the bar and sat down. Brett was right. Bridget wouldn't let Jason try anything with her. She could take care of herself. And she loved HIM. He knew that by the way she made love to him and the way she refused to allow him to walk away from her. He had nothing to worry about. Bridget was his.

A few hours later Bridget sighed as she stepped into Brooke's house. Her condo was almost finished however she would have to be selling it soon. She would talk to Brooke about finding a Realtor. Bridget slowly walked up the stairs and to her bedroom. She began to unpack her things when her phone rang. Walking over she picked up the receiver. "Hello?"
"Hey beautiful." The voice greeted.
Bridget grimaced. Jason. Great. This was going to harder than she thought. "Jason? Hi...how are you?"
"Great. Can't wait for tonight." He smiled on the other end.
"Yeah." She replied. Oh God...why couldn't she be back in Vegas in Deacon's arms and not have to deal with Jason.
"I have a special evening planned." He said. "You are going to love it."
"That's...that's nice." Bridget replied. Special evening? Just what she wanted to hear. This really was going to be difficult. Well she was going to do it. Yes he might be hurt but she couldn't help it. He had to know the truth.
"Trust me." said an excited Jason. "You are never going to forget this night."
No you are never going to forget it. thought Bridget. What was with him? Since when did she ever give him the impression she was interested? She was very careful not to lead him on. No kissing, no hand holding, obviously no sex.....was he that clueless?
"I'll see you then." Bridget said an abruptly hung up the phone. Maybe it was just her pregnancy hormones but he really annoyed her. She was so not looking forward to this dinner. Last thing she wanted was to see his stupid face with that stupid grin across from her. He wasn't sweet. He wasn't particularly cute, at least in Bridget's opinion at the moment, either. Nothing like Deacon. Deacon was sexy and hot and God did he know how to love her. Bridget smiled thinking of him. Why couldn't she be with him right now? He knew how to hold her and kiss her. Great now she was all hot for Deacon. These hormones were going to kill her. The doctor had explained to her that she may get emotional. She didn't believe him at first but now she understood. At least everything was okay with the baby. She had a sonogram scheduled and was looking forward to seeing her baby with Deacon. He was so sure it was a boy. He even started suggesting names. She actually liked a few of them....Patrick, Jamie, William....She said that they needed some girl names.
"What for?" He teased her. "It's a boy. You can come up with a girl name for the next baby."
Next baby. She loved when he said that. Let her know just how much she meant to him. Speaking of babies...she wondered about her Mom and Alex. She knew how much they wanted a child. So far nothing happened. Brooke had bought a new pregnancy test and it was negative. She was very disappointed but determined not to give up. Bridget told her it was just probably stress with the showing. When it was over, she and Alex should take some time away for themselves. Right now, Brooke was happy with knowing that Bridget was going to give her a grandchild. Bridget didn't get a chance to tell anyone else in her family yet. But she would. After dinner with Jason and before she went on her trip with Deacon..she would invite her family out to Vegas and break the news to them. She wondered how her father was. She hadn't heard from him. Bridget hoped he had cooled off. He would see how wonderful Deacon was and accept him.

Eric stood outside on the terrace of his home staring at the view. Bridget was pregnant. She was getting married. To a guy she met in Vegas. She claimed she loved him. It was too much to deal with. How could this happen? Bridget was always the sensible one. How could she...it had to be that Deacon. He seduced her. He knew he did. Bridget was so vulnerable and Deacon took advantage of that. Stephanie came out to the terrace. "Eric...everything alright?"
"No Stephanie. Everything is not alright."
"What's wrong?" She asked concerned.
"It's Bridget." He replied. "She's pregnant."
Stephanie was taken aback. "Pregnant? You mean she and Jason..."
"No. Not Jason. Another man. Someone she met in Vegas."
"Vegas?"
"Yes. Remember she went out to Vegas for a few days....she met a man there."
"And she......"
"Yes. She did."
"Does Brooke know about this? What did she say?"
"Brooke knows. Bridget told her everything. And Brooke is being supportive. She says we all should be. But this is so unlike Bridget...how could she do this!"
"Have you talked to Bridget?"
"I was over at Brooke's when I found out. Bridget was there with Deacon."
"Deacon? Is this the man she met in Vegas?"
"Yes. She was there with him. She wanted Brooke and Alex to meet him. Anyway..I came over and that's when Bridget told me the news. And that's not all. She and Deacon are getting married."
"Married? So soon?"
"Yes. Bridget says she loves Deacon and that he loves her very much. She wants to marry him."
"I see."
"This can't happen Stephanie. It can't! I can't allow my daughter to..."
"Eric listen to me...You can't stop her. No listen....You can't. I learned that lesson the hard way. Ridge would be married to Brooke right now if it wasn't for me. I was too controlling. Now Brooke is married to another man. You would think it would make me happy but the truth is...it doesn't. You know why? Because I know my son is miserable. Yes he puts on a happy face. Goes on pretending it's okay with him that Brooke is married to another. I know it's killing him. Please Eric...don't put Bridget through the same thing. Please..Eric...don't do anything."