Bridget laid back on the examination table waiting for the doctor to come in. Deacon was standing beside her holding her hand. "Isn't this exciting?" asked Bridget with a smile. "We get to see our baby!"
"I know." said Deacon as he kissed her hand. His eyes went over her and Bridget shook her head. "Honey not now.
the doctor is going to be here any minute."
"What?" said Deacon. "I didn't say anything."
"I know that look." grinned Bridget. "That's how I got in this situation in the first place."
Deacon was about to say something when the doctor came in. She was an older woman with red hair who had been practicing medicine for over 25 years. She had come highly recommended by Bridget's doctor in L.A.
"Hello Ms Forrester." She greeted. "I'm Dr. Anita Bailey."
"Hello." smiled Bridget. "This is my fiance Deacon." "Nice to meet you." said Dr. Bailey to Deacon. She then turned to Bridget. "How are you feeling?"
"Wonderful. Just anxious to see my baby." Dr. Bailey smiled. She had three children of her own and she knew the excitement of seeing them for the first time.
It was wonderful experience for her as well. The reactions on her patient's faces when they saw that little life form.
She finished asking Bridget the standard questions and put the file down. "Okay...let's get started." She said.
Deacon and Bridget's eyes focused in on the monitor intently. "And there it is.." smiled Dr. Bailey. "There's your baby."
Tears came to Bridget's eyes. Yes it was still a tiny little lifeform but..it was beautiful. It was precious. It was a part of her and a part of Deacon. She clasped Deacon's hand in hers. "It's so wonderful." She said tearfully but happy. Deacon was amazed by the tiny form on the screen. He created that..with this beautiful woman beside him? "I'll give you a minute." said Dr. Bailey as she left the room. Bridget's hand touched the monitor "I love it so much." She said wiping her tears away. "I know I'm being silly but..."
"No you're not." said Deacon as he kissed the side of her head. "I love you. Thank you for giving me this....I love you." He looked back at the monitor. He was responsible for that tiny lifeform. He was that baby's father. His job was to protect and love that little baby. And he was going to. That baby was going to have the best life he could give it. Like Bridget he already loved it. It wasn't born yet and he loved it more than he could imagine. Knowing that it was also a part of his sweet Bridget made him love it even more. Deacon looked back at Bridget who was still gazing at the screen. What a terrific mother she was going to be. He couldn't wait to come home and see Bridget there with their child in her arms. A few minutes later, Bridget was dressed and she had a little picture from the sonogram in her hand. She continued to stare at it as Deacon drove them home. They arrived back home and Bridget sat down on the sofa. "I never knew I would feel like this." She beamed at the picture. "I know the baby is fully developed or anything yet but I can't help it.."
Deacon sat next to her and put his arm around her. "I know baby. I feel the same way." "Isn't is just amazing." said Bridget showing Deacon the picture. He smiled and took the picture from her hands. He placed it down on the table. "You are amazing." He said as he placed a kiss on her lips. Bridget returned his kiss and then put her head on his chest. She thought about the heartache the last time....how painful it was...how horrifed she was to find out that she had lost the baby. But today...today she sees her precious little baby..it wasn't anything she could describe. Nothing and no one was going to take it away from her. Not now. Not ever.
"You know baby..." said Deacon caressing her back. "We have some time before we have dinner with Mom...."
Bridget giggled. "Deacon.."
"You know you want to." He said kissing her again. "I saw the way you were eyeing me at the doctor's office..."
"Me? I wasn't..you were the..." Bridget playfully smacked his arm. "I love you." He said to her. He took her hand and lead her into the bedroom.
Their clothes were soon torn off and they were under the covers wrapped in eachother's arms. Bridget clung to him tightly as they moved together on the bed. "Oh yes Deacon...Oh God I love you!!" She exclaimed.
How he did this to her she had no idea but she didn't care. She loved it. Every second of it. He knew what buttons to push and wasn't above pushing them all. It drove her mad. "Deacon...Deacon..." She cried as her orgasm was starting. Her cries only encouraged him more and Bridget didn't think she could handle anymore but she would have killed him if he stopped. "Oh yess...yess!" Bridget cried out and fell limp on the bed. "Deacon.." She sighed as she cuddled close to him. "That was.....amazing...no...incredible...God that was the best sex ever! I love you." "Even better than our first night here in Vegas?" He asked with a grin. "Because if I recall you had rave reviews about my uh...performance..."
Bridget giggled and blushed. "Shut up." She said as she then kissed him. He returned his kiss and then got up from the bed. Bridget eyed him hungerly. "Where are you going?" She asked.
"I'm going to go shower." He said. "We have to get ready for dinner remember? Quit distracting me."
Bridget picked up a pillow and flung it at him as he went into the bathroom and shut the door. Forming an idea in her head, she went over to the bathroom door and quietly opened it. She deftly stepped inside, careful not to make a sound. She shut the door beind her softly and crept over to the shower. She pulled back the curtain to find the shower empty. "Looking for something?"
Bridget turned and saw Deacon standing there. "I uh...I just uh...I..." She stammered.
"What?" He asked enjoying her discomfort. "Nothing..never mind." She said. "Did you want something?" He asked.
"No." lied Bridget trying hard not to blush. "I just...I was uh...I was going to tell you something..."
"What?"
"What what?"
"What was it you were going to tell me?" "I...I...I forgot.." Bridget said swallowing. Deacon pulled her towards him and placed a hard kiss on her lips. "Remember now?" He asked softly.
"I want you." Bridget wimpered. Her whole body was completely turned on. He kissed her again and his hands squeezed her breasts. She moved to press them more into his hands. He let go and gave her a heated look. Bridget was captivated. She tilted her head upwards for a kiss. "Deacon..."
She pleaded softly. Deacon placed a soft kiss on her lips and let go. "Baby were have to meet Mom for dinner in a hour. I promise you I'm all yours afterwards."
Bridget smiled. "All mine?"
"All yours." He said. He gave her one last kiss and escorted her over to the door. "Now get out of here before you make me change my mind." He gently shoved her out the door and closed it behind her. Bridget grinned to herself. Oh the fun she was going to have at dinner. The things she was going to do to make him hot.
and make him squirm....Of course she couldn't go too far...after all his mom was going to be there. His mom. She was going to meet his mother. She hoped she liked her. Bridget didn't say anything to Deacon but she was a little nervous about meeting Gina. More than anything she wanted a good relationship with her future mother in law.
Knowing what a horrible mother in law Stephanie was to Brooke....she didn't want that. She prayed Gina would like her and she would like Gina.
Bridget picked up her robe and tied it on. She went over to the closet to find the perfect dress to where. Something to seduce Deacon with but also didn't make her come across.....Bridget decided on a link pink gown with a dark pink rose print. She pulled it out of the closet and laid it down on the bed. A few minutes later, Deacon emerged from the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. Bridget had to fight the desire to rip that towel away and pounce on him. God he was so freaken hot!! "I hope you left enough hot water for me." She said to him.
He walked over to her and held her close. She took in the scent of the soap on his skin. "You could use a cold shower." He teased. He tickled her ribs and Bridget squealed. "Quit doing that." She said. "I told you I chose not to listen." He said tickling her again. Bridget squirmed away and headed into the shower.
Deacon began to dress and thought about his Mom. He really hoped she liked Bridget. She had to. How could she not?
Bridget was sweet and beautiful and sexy...okay maybe she wouldn't care about the beautiful and sexy part...but still.
there wasn't a thing not to love about her. Especially after what he went through with those to hateful spiteful bitches.
Bridget was everything those two wished they could be but could never be. They could never have her beauty or her charm. Or her sweetness. How did he get so lucky to find Bridget? Bridget finished her shower and walked into the bedroom with a fluffy pink towel wrapped around her body. Deacon swallowed. How he so wanted to rip that off of her. No No later...later.
"Something wrong?" asked Bridget as she carefully removed the towel to reveal her naked body. Deacon could hardly speak. He couldn't move. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. It never ceased to amaze him just how fucking beautiful she was. He stood there and watched as pulled on her pink lacey underwear and then as she zipped up her dress which hugged her gorgeous figure...accented her breasts....but at the same time made her look so innocent...Great just great...she did it AGAIN. She was always doing this. Making him so damn hard. Still he couldn't look away as she stepped into a pair of pink strappy sandals. Watched in fascination as she styled her hair and applied her make-up. "I'm ready." She said as she stood up from her vanity table.
Ready to be fucked. thought Deacon. Fucked good. Fucked hard. Fucked right now. "You alright?" asked Bridget sweetly. "I'm fine." said Deacon in a cracked voice. He then cleared his throat. "I'm fine." He said again.
Bridget linked her arm into his and they walked out of the bedroom. Deacon picked up his keys while Bridget gave herself one last glance in the mirror of her compact. He watched her and was as hard as ever.
"What?" asked Bridget innocently as she snapped her compact shut.
Why are you doing this to me? He groaned to himself. "Nothing...let's go." He said. They headed down to the car and got in. Deacon caught a glimpse of Bridget's leg. The dress she was wearing had a slit in the side...She was going to kill him! Bridget saw this and grinned. This was more fun than she thought. She held back a giggle as she noticed Deacon lowered the driver's side window. Obviosuly to "cool off".
"Honey I love you." She said. "I know baby." He said as he shook his head. "I know."
"I know." said Deacon as he kissed her hand. His eyes went over her and Bridget shook her head. "Honey not now.
the doctor is going to be here any minute."
"What?" said Deacon. "I didn't say anything."
"I know that look." grinned Bridget. "That's how I got in this situation in the first place."
Deacon was about to say something when the doctor came in. She was an older woman with red hair who had been practicing medicine for over 25 years. She had come highly recommended by Bridget's doctor in L.A.
"Hello Ms Forrester." She greeted. "I'm Dr. Anita Bailey."
"Hello." smiled Bridget. "This is my fiance Deacon." "Nice to meet you." said Dr. Bailey to Deacon. She then turned to Bridget. "How are you feeling?"
"Wonderful. Just anxious to see my baby." Dr. Bailey smiled. She had three children of her own and she knew the excitement of seeing them for the first time.
It was wonderful experience for her as well. The reactions on her patient's faces when they saw that little life form.
She finished asking Bridget the standard questions and put the file down. "Okay...let's get started." She said.
Deacon and Bridget's eyes focused in on the monitor intently. "And there it is.." smiled Dr. Bailey. "There's your baby."
Tears came to Bridget's eyes. Yes it was still a tiny little lifeform but..it was beautiful. It was precious. It was a part of her and a part of Deacon. She clasped Deacon's hand in hers. "It's so wonderful." She said tearfully but happy. Deacon was amazed by the tiny form on the screen. He created that..with this beautiful woman beside him? "I'll give you a minute." said Dr. Bailey as she left the room. Bridget's hand touched the monitor "I love it so much." She said wiping her tears away. "I know I'm being silly but..."
"No you're not." said Deacon as he kissed the side of her head. "I love you. Thank you for giving me this....I love you." He looked back at the monitor. He was responsible for that tiny lifeform. He was that baby's father. His job was to protect and love that little baby. And he was going to. That baby was going to have the best life he could give it. Like Bridget he already loved it. It wasn't born yet and he loved it more than he could imagine. Knowing that it was also a part of his sweet Bridget made him love it even more. Deacon looked back at Bridget who was still gazing at the screen. What a terrific mother she was going to be. He couldn't wait to come home and see Bridget there with their child in her arms. A few minutes later, Bridget was dressed and she had a little picture from the sonogram in her hand. She continued to stare at it as Deacon drove them home. They arrived back home and Bridget sat down on the sofa. "I never knew I would feel like this." She beamed at the picture. "I know the baby is fully developed or anything yet but I can't help it.."
Deacon sat next to her and put his arm around her. "I know baby. I feel the same way." "Isn't is just amazing." said Bridget showing Deacon the picture. He smiled and took the picture from her hands. He placed it down on the table. "You are amazing." He said as he placed a kiss on her lips. Bridget returned his kiss and then put her head on his chest. She thought about the heartache the last time....how painful it was...how horrifed she was to find out that she had lost the baby. But today...today she sees her precious little baby..it wasn't anything she could describe. Nothing and no one was going to take it away from her. Not now. Not ever.
"You know baby..." said Deacon caressing her back. "We have some time before we have dinner with Mom...."
Bridget giggled. "Deacon.."
"You know you want to." He said kissing her again. "I saw the way you were eyeing me at the doctor's office..."
"Me? I wasn't..you were the..." Bridget playfully smacked his arm. "I love you." He said to her. He took her hand and lead her into the bedroom.
Their clothes were soon torn off and they were under the covers wrapped in eachother's arms. Bridget clung to him tightly as they moved together on the bed. "Oh yes Deacon...Oh God I love you!!" She exclaimed.
How he did this to her she had no idea but she didn't care. She loved it. Every second of it. He knew what buttons to push and wasn't above pushing them all. It drove her mad. "Deacon...Deacon..." She cried as her orgasm was starting. Her cries only encouraged him more and Bridget didn't think she could handle anymore but she would have killed him if he stopped. "Oh yess...yess!" Bridget cried out and fell limp on the bed. "Deacon.." She sighed as she cuddled close to him. "That was.....amazing...no...incredible...God that was the best sex ever! I love you." "Even better than our first night here in Vegas?" He asked with a grin. "Because if I recall you had rave reviews about my uh...performance..."
Bridget giggled and blushed. "Shut up." She said as she then kissed him. He returned his kiss and then got up from the bed. Bridget eyed him hungerly. "Where are you going?" She asked.
"I'm going to go shower." He said. "We have to get ready for dinner remember? Quit distracting me."
Bridget picked up a pillow and flung it at him as he went into the bathroom and shut the door. Forming an idea in her head, she went over to the bathroom door and quietly opened it. She deftly stepped inside, careful not to make a sound. She shut the door beind her softly and crept over to the shower. She pulled back the curtain to find the shower empty. "Looking for something?"
Bridget turned and saw Deacon standing there. "I uh...I just uh...I..." She stammered.
"What?" He asked enjoying her discomfort. "Nothing..never mind." She said. "Did you want something?" He asked.
"No." lied Bridget trying hard not to blush. "I just...I was uh...I was going to tell you something..."
"What?"
"What what?"
"What was it you were going to tell me?" "I...I...I forgot.." Bridget said swallowing. Deacon pulled her towards him and placed a hard kiss on her lips. "Remember now?" He asked softly.
"I want you." Bridget wimpered. Her whole body was completely turned on. He kissed her again and his hands squeezed her breasts. She moved to press them more into his hands. He let go and gave her a heated look. Bridget was captivated. She tilted her head upwards for a kiss. "Deacon..."
She pleaded softly. Deacon placed a soft kiss on her lips and let go. "Baby were have to meet Mom for dinner in a hour. I promise you I'm all yours afterwards."
Bridget smiled. "All mine?"
"All yours." He said. He gave her one last kiss and escorted her over to the door. "Now get out of here before you make me change my mind." He gently shoved her out the door and closed it behind her. Bridget grinned to herself. Oh the fun she was going to have at dinner. The things she was going to do to make him hot.
and make him squirm....Of course she couldn't go too far...after all his mom was going to be there. His mom. She was going to meet his mother. She hoped she liked her. Bridget didn't say anything to Deacon but she was a little nervous about meeting Gina. More than anything she wanted a good relationship with her future mother in law.
Knowing what a horrible mother in law Stephanie was to Brooke....she didn't want that. She prayed Gina would like her and she would like Gina.
Bridget picked up her robe and tied it on. She went over to the closet to find the perfect dress to where. Something to seduce Deacon with but also didn't make her come across.....Bridget decided on a link pink gown with a dark pink rose print. She pulled it out of the closet and laid it down on the bed. A few minutes later, Deacon emerged from the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. Bridget had to fight the desire to rip that towel away and pounce on him. God he was so freaken hot!! "I hope you left enough hot water for me." She said to him.
He walked over to her and held her close. She took in the scent of the soap on his skin. "You could use a cold shower." He teased. He tickled her ribs and Bridget squealed. "Quit doing that." She said. "I told you I chose not to listen." He said tickling her again. Bridget squirmed away and headed into the shower.
Deacon began to dress and thought about his Mom. He really hoped she liked Bridget. She had to. How could she not?
Bridget was sweet and beautiful and sexy...okay maybe she wouldn't care about the beautiful and sexy part...but still.
there wasn't a thing not to love about her. Especially after what he went through with those to hateful spiteful bitches.
Bridget was everything those two wished they could be but could never be. They could never have her beauty or her charm. Or her sweetness. How did he get so lucky to find Bridget? Bridget finished her shower and walked into the bedroom with a fluffy pink towel wrapped around her body. Deacon swallowed. How he so wanted to rip that off of her. No No later...later.
"Something wrong?" asked Bridget as she carefully removed the towel to reveal her naked body. Deacon could hardly speak. He couldn't move. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. It never ceased to amaze him just how fucking beautiful she was. He stood there and watched as pulled on her pink lacey underwear and then as she zipped up her dress which hugged her gorgeous figure...accented her breasts....but at the same time made her look so innocent...Great just great...she did it AGAIN. She was always doing this. Making him so damn hard. Still he couldn't look away as she stepped into a pair of pink strappy sandals. Watched in fascination as she styled her hair and applied her make-up. "I'm ready." She said as she stood up from her vanity table.
Ready to be fucked. thought Deacon. Fucked good. Fucked hard. Fucked right now. "You alright?" asked Bridget sweetly. "I'm fine." said Deacon in a cracked voice. He then cleared his throat. "I'm fine." He said again.
Bridget linked her arm into his and they walked out of the bedroom. Deacon picked up his keys while Bridget gave herself one last glance in the mirror of her compact. He watched her and was as hard as ever.
"What?" asked Bridget innocently as she snapped her compact shut.
Why are you doing this to me? He groaned to himself. "Nothing...let's go." He said. They headed down to the car and got in. Deacon caught a glimpse of Bridget's leg. The dress she was wearing had a slit in the side...She was going to kill him! Bridget saw this and grinned. This was more fun than she thought. She held back a giggle as she noticed Deacon lowered the driver's side window. Obviosuly to "cool off".
"Honey I love you." She said. "I know baby." He said as he shook his head. "I know."