The club was in full swing and Brett's band was rocking. People were on the dance floor having a great time.
The bar was hopping with patrons. It was a very exciting atmosphere.
Bridget sat at the table with her non-alcoholic strawberry daiquiri enjoying the scene. She remembered the last strawberry daiquiri she had.
It was right after Deacon spilled all over her. He had been apologetic and offered to buy her a drink. Bridget smiled at the memory.
It was still amazing to her how that little incident changed her whole life. "What are you smiling about?" asked Deacon of Bridget.
"Just remembering the last time I had one of these daiquiris." Bridget answered.
Deacon grinned as the memory back to him. "I hope this night ends as good as that one.." He whispered to her.
Bridget giggled. "Maybe.." She said kissing him.
Felicia and Dante then arrived and spotted their table. "Hello there." greeted Felicia.
"Hi." said Bridget cheerfully. "Have a seat."
"Thanks." said Felicia as she slid into a chair. Dante pulled one out and sat next to her.
"Hello." He said to Bridget.
"Hi." Bridget said politely. "How are you?"
"Good." He responded.
Deacon studied Dante and was not impressed. How this loser could have possibly gotten his hands on someone as sweet and beautiful as Bridget and let her go was beyond him.
"Hi." Dante said to Deacon. "I'm Felicia's husband, Dante." He stuck out his hand for a shake.
"I know." replied Deacon not bothering to shake his hand. "Bridget told me about you."
"Oh I see." said Dante awkwardly.
"You know I don't get it." started Deacon. "How could you have someone as sweet as Bridget and just let her get away."
"Look I don't think we should be discussing this." said Bridget.
"I do." said Deacon ignoring her. "How could you treat her like that? What was wrong with her? She not sexy enough for you?"
"Deacon." Bridget scolded. "That's enough."
"No it's okay." said Dante. "Let's just get this out in the open. Okay I was a bastard. I hurt Bridget. I shouldn't have done what I did. I should have been a hell of a lot more compassionate. It was my own child and I..I'm sorry. I can't undo it. All I can do is say how sorry I am. And I mean it. I'm sorry I hurt you Bridget. I really am. I did use the miscarriage as an excuse. I was an idiot and I'm sorry for that."
"I know you are." said Bridget. "I want to move past this. I don't want the anger and the hostility anymore."
"Me either." said Felicia. "What we did was wrong and we are sorry. I think it's best we just move on."
"I agree." said Dante. "It's the past. It's over."
"You say so." said Deacon taking a sip of his drink. He got up from the table and took Bridget's hand. "Let's dance." He said as he then lead her to the dance floor.
Felicia watched as they left. "He really loves her." She sighed. "I didn't believe it at first. I thought he was just a one night stand but he really loves her."
"Yeah that's pretty clear." said Dante fiddling with the straw in his drink. "We were idiots." He said. "What we did to Bridget. It was awful. We really should have handled it better."
"I know. But there's nothing we can do about it now. What's done is done. We need to let it go."
"I'm not so sure he will." Dante said as he looked over at Deacon dancing with Bridget.
"He'll be fine. He's just looking out for Bridget. That's all." said Felicia.
Bridget looked at Deacon as they danced. "You okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Any reason you felt to confront Dante like that?"
"He deserved it." replied Deacon. "The way he treated you. I wasn't letting him get away with it."
Bridget smiled. "You are so cute. I love you." She leaned in and placed a loving kiss on his lips. Deacon responded by holding her closer. Brett's band had taken their break and the d.j. took over for awhile. A beautiful love song filled the air.
People fill their lives, with empty nights,
And days that slip away Some search till the end of time, but never find,
The open arms of fate
One moment comes along, someone who s a dream to you,
All at once your dreams come true
Once in a lifetime, you find the one you really love For now and forever, one love that never ends
Once in a lifetime, when every star that lights the sky
Will shine with one reason, leading your heart to the one love you find
Just once in a lifetime
Some people live their lives in compromise,
And hide their dreams away Some never take the chance, within their hands,
To claim the prize they make When faith is all you need, to hold the hand of destiny,
Find the love that s meant to be
Once in a lifetime, you find the one you really love
For now and forever, one love that never ends
Once in a lifetime, when every star that lights the sky
Will shine with one reason, leading your heart to the one love you find
Just once in a lifetime
If you believe in the power of love
And you believe that dreams come true
Magic will fill your heart, when that moment comes along
Just once in a lifetime
Once in a lifetime, when every star that lights the sky
Will shine with one reason, leading you home to the one love you find
Just once in a lifetime, just once in a lifetime
Deacon believed the lyrics of the song. And Bridget was the one he really loved. Not Diana. Not Jill. Not anyone. Just sweet Bridget. The heartbreak and pain he felt with the others.
It was no more. No more was anyone going to use him for a quick one night stand and be gone in the morning. Look to just say they slept with him. Bridget loved him more than anyone ever did or will. She was the mother of his soon to be born child. He couldn't ask for anything better than that. The Felicias and Dantes of the world are never again going to hurt his Bridget. He would make sure of that. No one was ever going to cause her pain. She belonged to him now and it was staying that way forever. The Jasons of the world be damned too. No one and nothing was ever going to take this away.
The song came to an end and Deacon looked at his beautiful fiancee. "Want to head upstairs?" He asked.
Bridget smiled. "No not now. I want to stay down here and spend sometime with my sister and Dante. You behave yourself and be nice." She said as she kissed him.
"Fine." said Deacon. "One more song?"
"Alright." Bridget said as she settled against Deacon. "I think I can manage that."
Felicia went up to the bar to get some new drinks. As she waited a bleached blonde walked up to the bar. She reeked of cheap perfume and wore an ultra tight black mini dress. The blonde looked around. "This place is stupid." She remarked.
Felicia turned to her. "Then why are you here?" She asked.
"Just wanted to see him." The blonde replied.
"See who?"
"That loser I used to date a couple of years ago. I heard he had a new playmate. I wanted to check her out."
"I see. And who is this "loser" by chance?"
"Well let's see he's...right over there. Ugh. Well his taste apparently took a turn for the worse. Ugh. Look at that Barbie doll type thing he's dancing with."
Felicia looked to see who she was referring to and saw it was Deacon and Bridget.
"Barbie doll type?"
"Look at her. Miss Sweetness in her little sundress and perfect hair. Ugh makes me sick."
"They look kind of cute to me."
"Oh please. She's a goody two shoes. Probably a virgin." She added as if it was a horrible thing to be.
"He seems to be happy." Felicia said.
"How happy can that thing make him? I know his sexual needs and believe me there's no way that Miss Prissy can possibly fulfill them."
"Is that right?" said Felicia.
"Yeah trust me."
"I see. Well it seems to me that if you were capable of fulfilling his "sexual needs" as you put it...then he would be with you wouldn't he?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You couldn't figure it out?" snapped Felicia.
"What's your problem?"
"My problem is you and your trashy mouth. No wonder he didn't want you anymore. You are disgusting. She on the other hand is beautiful and sweet and probably does more for him in the bedroom than you could ever dream of." With that Felicia stormed off.
Jill was left there speechless. Bitch. She thought to herself. She continued to sneer as she watched Deacon with Bridget. What the hell did he ever see in that uptight prissy bitch?
Oh how charming..She thought rolling her eyes as she saw Deacon kissing Bridget's neck. The whole thing made her sick. How could he slobber all over that girl? She wasn't even pretty. At least in Jill's eyes. She was better than her. Way better. To think she came in here hoping that she could get one more roll in bed with Deacon. Gary had dumped her a few months ago. She decided to come to Lucky Hearts to see if she could get a quick screw from Deacon. She knew he was engaged to some girl but that didn't mean a thing to her. Jill was certain that she could lure him back for just one night. Then he could go back to that uptight bitch. However seeing him with Bridget just irked her. Bridget thought she was so perfect and sweet. Gag. Deacon didn't want that. He wanted hot and wild. Like she was. Someone with experience who knew how to satisfy him. Not being able to stand more..Jill stalked out of the club. She got into her car and drove back to her dumpy little apartment. It wasn't much but it was all she could afford. She made a few bucks as a prostitute but that didn't always pay the bills. She needed more. Jill got out of her car and headed up the stairwell to her apartment stepping over a passed out drunk named Sid. She reached her door and unlocked it. Stepping inside she saw a message on her answering machine. She hit the button. "Hello Jill. This is Jason Blackwell. I've been trying to get a hold of you for sometime. I have an interesting proposition for you. It involved your ex-boyfriend Deacon Sharpe. Give me a call." Jason then left his number.
Intrigued, Jill picked up a notepad and listened again. She wrote down the number. Jill then picked up her white phone and dialed. "Hello Jason Blackwell? Jill Butterfield. Yes I got your message. Very interesting. Just what did you have in mind?"