Chapter 1 (Baby, Baby, Baby?)

Brooke walked into the beautifully lit dinning room looking quite stunning in her black Forrester Original evening gown. The gown was elegant with a daring neckline which looked like a single large rose petal holding each breast on her bodice while the rest of the dress encased her body as a second skin. The hemline of her dress came just above her knee while her back was essentially bare, naked skin showed above the her spine. Brooke was a lovely vision with her blonde hair cascading well past her shoulders while she wore a stunning diamond on her neck. Brooke followed Gregory into the Café Rouse. She saw Eric and Stephanie talking to each other, Ridge and Taylor huddled into a corner kissing. Kristen and Carlos were smiling at each other with stars in their eyes. Megan was laughing at Clarke Garrison. Suddenly she felt a finger slide down her naked back.
“Excuse me miss but I have to say that you have the sexist back that I’ve every seen.”
Brooke turned toward the sexy voice finding a very handsome man wearing the perfect tux looking at her with bedroom eyes.
“Well sure. That is what this dress is supposed to do, elude sex.”
“That is exactly what that dress is doing.” The man leaned in forward his lips coming close to her. “Tell me; is the rest of your body just as sexy as your naked back?” Brooke smiled.
“My husband seems to think so.” Brooke waved her beautiful diamond wedding band.
The man wore a disappointed look on his face. “So you are a married woman?”
“Yes”
“Happily?”
“Very much so. He gives me everything that I need.” The man’s eyes devoured her breast.
“Everything? Are you sure that you are HAPPILY married in everyway.”
“Extremely happy.” The man smiled.
“Good”. He pulled her into his arms; his mouth captured hers in a searing kiss that totally consumed her. Oblivious to the watching couples, they kissed, tongues met and breath became heated and full of passion.
“Little brother cut that out! We are in a public place.” Ridge laughed heartily at Thorne and Brooke.
Thorne reluctantly pulled his head away from his beautiful wife. “Let’s get out of here.”
“ And miss our party?” Brooke wrapped her arms fully around his shoulders. We can’t honey. It’s not everyday that we celebrate our one year anniversary.” Thorne cupped Brooke’s face in his hands.
“ Baby, this has been a wonderful year for me. The best in my life. I know that you’ve been upset with all the mess with problems in our family but having you, as my wife has been wonderful. I love you Brooke.” A single tear slipped from Brooke’s eye. She smiled at her handsome husband; he had been the best thing to happen to her that year. Without him, she wouldn’t have made it. The past year had been tough. Standing silently while Amber had married her son had almost killed her. Amber, she didn’t want to even ruin her night by thinking about her son’s wife who was currently missing. Amber hadn’t made her son happy; instead she had hurt him just as Brooke knew that she would. Rick had loved her and Eric so much and had his heart stomped. Rick found Amber and Deacon together in bed. Amber had of course, cried and said that it was a mistake but that had been a lie. Three weeks ago, Amber had disappeared with Deacon, Little Eric and Little Eric’s trust fund. Rick had been devastated and it took of all Brooke’s willpower not to beat the living snot out of Amber once Brooke had found out the truth, but it had been too late. She was gone and Brooke didn’t think that she’d ever see her again. Rick however was determined to find his wife and son. He had legally adopted Eric and he at least wanted his son back. Brooke wasn’t sure if she wanted her son to find Amber but he was determined to do so. Rick had left last week on a hint from his private detective who had some clues about Amber. Brooke had plans of her own, if Rick found Amber, she planned on sending that little liar to jail, she had taken Little Eric’s money and that trust was not to be touched. Brooke didn’t care what it would cost her, if Rick found Amber, the little schemer would pay. Brooke looked at Eric and Stephanie. Stephanie had taken Amber’s disappearance hard; in fact she had a mini stroke. Stephanie had gone through a great deal; first Morgan had tired to kill her. Brooke had inadvertently come to visit Stephanie and stumbled on Morgan raising a poker to strike Stephanie. Brooke had tackled Morgan and kept her from killing Stephanie. Stephanie and Brooke’s relationship had been better ever since that horrible night. Morgan had been arrested and was currently at a mental institution. The family had come together from that event.
“ Come on Mrs. Forrester, we have a party to attend.”
Brooke smiled at her husband and took his hand as he led her toward there waiting family.

Thorne held his wife’s body close to him; they swayed together with the music drifting all around them. He couldn’t help but to kiss her again. Brooke leaned her head back loving the feel of her body. “ I think that it is time to go home.”
Thorne smiled. “ You think?” Brooke ran her hands down his chest. She leaned forward the bit his ear.
“ Yes. I want to go home and make you mine.” Thorne laughed, they had been there for two hours with all of their friends and family. As much as they enjoyed themselves, he was more than willing to go home and make love to his wife. “ Let’s go.”
They walked off the dance floor toward the family. Thorne hit a champagne glass. Everyone turned his or her attention toward he and Brooke. “ Everybody. Brooke and I just wanted to thank you so much for celebrating our anniversary.” Thorne looked around the room seeing his mother, father, brother, sister, Bridget and so many of he and Brooke’s friends. “ I know…” He smiled at Brooke. “ We know that many of you didn’t think that Brooke and I would make it to the alter let alone to our anniversary.” People laughed.
“ But, we did make it.” Brooke chimed in. “ We did make it.” Brooke looked at Stephanie and smiled. “ With the love and support of each other and from you, our closest friends and family. We appreciate it.” Stephanie smiled at Brooke and nodded, she in her own way had made her peace with her son’s wife. Brooke looked into the eyes of her beloved. “ We’ve come a long way and it has been worth it. This man who stands beside me, has been everything to me. I have never been so happy as I have been with him. I am so blessed.” Thorne felt a lump in his throat. She was so precious to him. Thorne leaned down and kissed his wife while everyone clapped. Ridge looked at Brooke and Thorne and again was amazed at what he had seen. They were a solid couple, he thought that he would never see it, but it was there. Brooke had finally found her soul mate. He felt Taylor squeeze his hand. He kissed his wife on her cheek. It seemed that everything worked out the way that it should have.

Amber checked on Eric once again. He had been running a temperature the last two days. Deacon came up behind her and handed her a cup of hot coffee. “ Here you go babe.”
He kissed her on the top of her head. She looked tired, she hadn’t slept much.
“Deacon, I’m so worried about him.”
“I know that you are but remember what the doctor said. This is probably a cold or something. Don’t worry honey. I won’t let anything happen to you or Little D.” Deacon gathered Amber in his arms. “ I’ve gone through so much for you and Little D. I’ll always protect you Amber. Always…” Amber felt a sense a security go through her, she had never felt protected with anyone the way that she felt with him. Not even with the Forresters, although Stephanie had worked hard to protect Amber, it wasn’t eh same. Deacon was special, she loved him, really loved him. She thought that she had really loved Rick but she had only loved his with the youthfulness of youth, loving Rick had been a wonderful experience. It had changed her, but it had hurt him. She hadn’t wanted to hurt him and she did. She had tried to resist Deacon but one night, the night that she had found out about Deacon and Bridget, her jealously had gotten to her. To think that Bridget had been in Deacon’s arms and that she had kissed him had eaten away with her. She had confronted Deacon with his betrayal and somehow that heated argument and ended up in bed making the hottest love that she ever had made. What happened next was life-changing…Rick had caught them together. She had begged for his forgiveness and had turned her back on Deacon. Deacon had suffered badly and had gotten awfully drunk hating her and Rick. She had tried to forget that night and Rick although hurt had tried to forget it also. It didn’t work; her heart, body and soul belonged to Deacon. They had run away together two weeks later. She knew that she shouldn’t have left, but she couldn’t help it, Rick wasn’t going to let her go. He had told her in a heated argument. He had been angry grabbing at her, he said that he had given up everything to marry her. He said that he had adopted Little Eric and he was a Forrester, Forresters always kept their own. She knew that he would never allow her to leave him, not without the baby. She didn’t have a choice but to leave. Deacon felt the tension throughout Amber’s body. He titled her head up.
“ Amber, you believe me don’t you? She saw the apprehension in his eyes and stroked his face. He closed his eyes at the feel of her hand.
“I know that you love me and Eric. I love you too. Don’t you know that by now?”
“Yeah, I know. You gave up everything to be with me. I’ll never allow you to regret it.”
“ I don’t Deacon. I’m sorry that I hurt Rick. But I love you.” Deacon leaned down caught her bottom lip between his two teeth. He suckled her bottom lip into his mouth. Amber moaned and ran her hands under his dark black shirt teasing his nipples with her hands. Deacon captured her tongue and cupped her bottom with his hands rubbing her body against his aching ****. Amber leaned into the kiss; his hands started up unbutton her shirt. He mouth left hers and found her breast, teasing her nipples with his tongue. She melted in his arms and her clothes fell to the floor.

Rick paced in his hotel suite. He held a picture of Eric in his hand. His son. He had given up so much in order to have him. Hatred poured through his body when he thought about that bitch Amber, his precious wife. That bitch had lied and tricked him. His mother tried to tell him but he hadn’t listened, he sorely regretted that mistake. Soon, he’d make everything right. He’d bring Eric and Amber back home even if she went kicking and screaming. He didn’t want her anymore but he’d he damn that he would lose Amber to the likes of Deacon. He’d make her pay, she had married him for death due them part and he took that vow most seriously.

Thorne rolled over pulling Brooke’s body under his. His mouth teased her nipples, kissing and caressing them while his body pumped into her hot warm sheath.
“ Ohh, haahhhh. Thorne…” Brooke’s moans echoed throughout the room. She moved under him giving herself totally to her husband. Her hands caressed his back while her legs wrapped itself around his waist. Thorne plunged in deeper and deeper inside of his wife.
“ Yess, yes… oh god! Please Thorne!” Thorne grinned and tightened his grip on her waist. God, she was so hot, so right, so good. Sweat rolled down the line of his spine, his breath as labored as his wife’s.


Bridget sat in her dorm room. She knew that she should be studying but she couldn’t seem to get her mind off of so many things. Tonight, she had watched the true love between her mother and Thorne. They had it all, love, trust, honestly. She was envious of their happiness because she knew that it was something real and true. She could almost laugh, she thought that she had something like with Deacon. She had been a fool, Deacon Sharpe had used her. He had never loved her, cared about her or even truly wanted her. The pain was so crushing that she finally knew what her mother had gone through when Ridge had broken her heart. Her mother however had at least had Ridge’s real love. Tears ran down Bridget’s face. She hadn’t been able to tell her mother the truth, once her family had know that she had been interested in Deacon, they threw such a fit that she pretended that she had stopped seeing him. She had even lied to them and made up a fictitious boyfriend. In the end, she had gotten burned and hurt. Deacon had run off with her slut of a sister-in-law leaving her behind without a by or leave. He had also left with her virginity.


Brooke lay in the arms of her husband. He silently stroked her back as she lay in the after glow of their glorious lovemaking. Thorne kissed her on top of her head. Brooke leaned up.
“You know what it is time for?”
“No, what?”
“Presents silly!”
“Presents. Brooke, I didn’t have a chance to buy you a present.” Brooke pinched Thorne on his butt.
“ Och.. Just kidding honey. Of course I have a present for you.”
“Great, I’m going to get yours right now.” Brooke hopped out of the bed and wrapped a short mauve satin robe her body and she left the room. Thorne was confused he jumped out of bed after his wife, running to his wardrobe for his gift to her. He found Brooke down stairs sitting before the fire that he had created when they got in. She looked like a little girl just sitting there with joy in her eyes. Thorne down sat across from her and handed her the large jewelry box. Brooke opened the jewelry box and looked down at the beautiful antic jeweled photo album. She opened the album and found beautiful photos of her children of different ages. Their names and dates were engraved and it was wonderful. Brooke leaned forward and kissed her husband, earlier he had surprised her with her gorgeous diamond necklace and now this. Brooke handed Thorne his gift. Thorne opened his small box. He opened it and inside was a small silver baby rattle. Engraved on it was the words BABY FORRESTER; the space for the date was missing. He looked at Brooke with a question in his eyes when suddenly it hit him. A large smile spread upon his face.
“ A baby are you sure?”
“ Yes, I found out two days ago. I wanted to wait for our anniversary.” Thorne pulled Brooke into his arms and then pressed his head against Brooke’s stomach. “ A baby” He leaned up and smiled. “ We are going to have a baby. You and me.?”
‘Yes, baby. A baby for you and me.” They kissed passionately.

Bridget stood at the window looking in on her mother and Thorne kissing. She had come to her home to talk to her mother. She looked at the house that she had lived in all of her life. Where was she going to go know? She couldn’t come home anymore. How could she do this to her mother? How could she ask her if she could come home again especially now that she was in trouble? She was in big trouble, she was pregnant and the father of her baby was Deacon Sharpe.

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