Chapter 11

 

The door the Forrester’s suite opened. Sonny froze. He looked at the case in the back of the closet and thought for a moment. He wasn’t sure what he was going to do.

Wolfe, who had been monitoring the situation mumbled. " Come on Sonny, it is sitting right there, just take it." Wolfe clearly saw that it was a cleaning lady in the suite. Wolfe saw the panic on Sonny’s face and he wondered how in the world that he stole those security codes if he was this nervous breaking into the Forrester’s suite. Wolfe sighed, dealing with Victor make the calmest man a nervous wreck. Sonny obviously knew that if he screwed up with Victor it was cost him his life.

Thorne cupped his wife’s face bringing her mouth toward his. Brooke readily accepted her husband’s probing mouth with her own. Thorne brought her body close to his cupping her buttocks in his hands. Brooke laughed against his mouth. She used her knee to rub suggestively against her husband’s shaft. Thorne practically growled in her ear. "You play with me, sweetheart and you know that I’m going to play back."

" Really?" Brooke traced the lower lip of her husband’s mouth. Thorne opened his mouth and suckled Brooke’s finger inside of his mouth. Brooke’s eyes dilated with passion. Brooke slid her finger out of her husband’s mouth and rotated her hips suggestively against her husband. Thorne took possession of her mouth again.

Mark watched the Forresters kissing. " We aren’t going to be able to keep them here much longer. They are more than ready to go home." Alex agreed. The Forresters had planned a wonderful dinner but dinner was over and the two did look more than ready to go back to their hotel suite. Alex took out her makeup case looking like she wanted to fix her lipstick, but she really was checking in with Wolfe.

Wolfe knelt over the briefcase inside of the Forrester’s suite. It took him a matter of seconds to pop the case open and to remove the information that Blaze would be looking for. Sonny had exited the room when he had heard the maid coming closer. He had left the suite without the case and now the Forresters were in more danger. Wolfe made a quick decision that was backed up by his boss. He could allow Blaze to find the information that she would search for but letting Blaze have the information at this point in time would not help their case. They would not have a case to link back to Victor and he’d get away as usual. Wolfe didn’t want Blaze, even if they nabbed Blaze, Victor would let her swing in the wind. That was the type of man that he was, he didn’t give a fu(k about anybody but himself. Wolfe, wanted Victor, he had waited for years to get him. Wolfe made a decision that was best for everyone; he also made a decision that might but the Forresters in more danger. A moment of regret filled Wolfe, but it was only a moment, he did what was best for the country.

" Wolfe, come in." Alex’s voice filtered into Wolfe’s earpiece.

" Your position?"

"With the Forresters, they are ready to come back."

" Stall them. Quinn had taken care of the Hartman’s and Blaze is looking in their rooms. She should be here soon." Wolfe picked up the case and headed back up the vents that he had come through to get in the Forrester’s suite.

 

Phil and Liza Hartman were mad as hell. " The ringing is driving me crazy. Can’t you do something about that?"

"No. I’m trying so stop complaining Liza." Phil stated. He couldn’t believe his luck. They had just gotten on the elevator when it suddenly stopped. They had been stuck in this elevator for a half-an-hour but it seemed that this incompetent staff couldn’t seem to get them out.

Quinn studied the hotel’s computer system for the elevators and grinned. He had hacked into the mainframe and sent a virus to the system. The Hartman’s would be safe and I no one would be able to get them out until he was ready.

Blaze closed the door behind her. She and her men had searched the Hartman’s room. Nothing. Nothing at all. Without her knowing which couple had her information, killing them wasn’t really an option, at the moment. She was on to the Forrester’s room. If they didn’t have the information she wanted then everybody was going to have a problem.

Brooke and Thorne headed back toward the table. Thorne pulled Brooke into his lap as he sat down. Brooke sipped some sparkling cider as he kissed her on neck. " Where are Mark and Alex?" Thorne shrugged his shoulders. " Maybe they went to hide in some corner to neck." Brooke turned in Thorne’s arms wrapping her arms around him and scooting her body so that her dress moved her up thighs and her heat was directly over his very obvious erection. Thorne grinned.

" So Mr. Forrester. Do you think that is something that we should be doing?" Brooke said as she trailed her fingers down the shirt of his tuxedo.

" Ohh…I think that I like that idea." Thorne gently kissed the arch of Brooke’s neck. Brooke sighed while she arched her neck. " I think that we need to take this back to our hotel suite."

" You guys aren’t thinking about leaving so soon." Mark said as came to the table with a bottle of wine.

Thorne stopped kissing Brooke’s neck and gave Mark a knowing smile. Brooke smiled giving her husband a sexy wink. " We don’t want to leave you two but Brooke is a little tired. We are thinking of heading back to our suite."

" Are you kidding? The night is still young. Come on…I haven’t even had a chance to dance with you beautiful wife." Mark smiled. " I’ve bought another bottle of champagne. It’s the least that I could do. So? What do you say?" Mark held out a hand toward the Forresters. Brooke kissed her husband on the cheek and turned around to take Mark’s hand. He put the champagne down and led her to the dance floor. Thorne sat back watching Mark spin his wife on the dance floor. Alex who had been watching the couple slowly slid into the seat next to Thorne. Thorne looked up at Alex.

" Hey."

" Hey, yourself." Alex nodded toward Mark. " He loves to dance and to flirt. But I know that he’d never do anything."

" I’m used to men flirting with Brooke." Thorne opened the bottle of champagne. " It happens all the time, especially when we are in France."

" French men, huh?"

Thorne poured the champagne in her class. " Yes, they are something. I guess that it is in their blood."

Alex took a forkful of the cheesecake she had ordered earlier. " But I bet that you have the same problem. Women throwing themselves at you. Like this morning."

" It happens at times, but not often at work. The models that work with me know that I’m happily married. Besides, I’ve never been the playboy type."

" You are a one woman type of man."

" Yeah…My brother, Ridge, he was always the playboy."

" Not you?"

Thorne shook his head. " No. The women have always been highly attracted to Ridge. He was always the playboy."

" And you?"

Thorne shrugged his shoulders. " I guess that I was the dependable one. The ones that all the girls saw at the "safe" brother."

" Does your wife think that? That you are the safe brother?"

Thorne was quiet for a moment. Then he frowned. " My wife feels safe with me, I’m very sure of that. My brother…." Thorne looked at Alex giving her a suspicious look. " You know about my family?"

" No. I was just asking you some questions. You are the one who brought up your brother."

" Sorry….I guess that at times, I’ve had issues about my brother."

" Let me guess, he was the type to steal your girlfriends, right."

Thorne nodded. " Yeah. You know the type?"

"My sister. She was always the beautiful one."

Thorne touched Alex’s hand. " Are you kidding? You are very beautiful."

Alex blushed. " Thanks." Alex was surprised to find that Thorne’s touch had sent a shiver through her body. Alex slowly slid her hand from under Thorne’s hand.

" What happened, if you don’t mind me asking?"

"I don’t mind." But Alex did. It was hard for her to talk about her sister to anybody. " My sister was very beautiful. Selfish, but that didn’t matter because she was the beautiful one. She had everything. She used men, but they didn’t care."

Thorne heard something in Alex’s voice. " She took someone that you cared about didn’t she?"

Alex looked at Mark and Brooke dancing on the floor then she turned her eyes toward Thorne. " I was engaged once. I thought that I had found the perfect man. He was kind, smart and funny. But when he met my sister, it was all over."

" He slept with her." Thorne knew instantly what had happened.

" Yes..or shall I say that she slept with him."

" I know what that is like." Thorne took another sip of his champagne. " My first wife, Caroline, she had an affair with my brother."

" God, that must have been horrible."

" No, what was really horrible was the fact that he married her."

Alex touched Thorne’s hand. " I’m so sorry."

" Hey, don’t worry, that was a long time ago. A lifetime, it seems. Besides, everything worked out fine. He really did love Caroline. And I ended up with Brooke."

" Well, then I’m happy for you. And I’m sure that your brother would never try anything with Brooke."

Thorne was quiet for a moment. He remembered Venice. He remembered how Ridge had used his influence to get Brooke on that bed. He remembered how he had felt watching Ridge kiss Brooke on that bed. Thorne pushed those thoughts out of his head. Even if Ridge ever changed his mind and made a move toward Brooke, he was totally secure in her love. " Even if my brother did try something, it wouldn’t matter. My wife would never fall for his charms again."

" Again? There was a time that Brooke fell for your brother’s charms?"

Thorne sighed. This was uncomfortable at times. Explaining his strange family situation. " My wife was married to my brother."

" Oh…"

" It is a really long story. Brooke and Ridge, that is my brother, were in love a long time ago. Needless to say, things didn’t work out. Brooke and I had always been the best of friends all those years. Over time, that friendship turned to love. That love grew to be the most fulfilling relationship that I’ve ever had."

" Does it ever make you feel uncomfortable that your wife has been married and has been with you brother?"

Brooke came toward the table on Mark’s arm. " So, what are you two talking about?"

Thorne smiled up at his wife. " Well, honey, I was talking about how lucky I am to be married to you." Thorne pulled his wife in his arms.

" Don’t you forget it." Brooke sated as she snuggled in his her husband’s arms.

Mark kissed Alex on the top of her head. " Come on sweetie. I want to take you on a spin on the dance floor." Alex looked at Brooke and Thorne and then back to Mark. She stood up and followed him on the dance floor.

" Mamma, what’s up? You look a little flushed."

Alex shrugged her shoulders. " I’m fine."

" That seemed like an intense conversation you and Thorne were having."

" I was just asking …"

Mark frowned. " You were asking him what?"

"Nothing…it was nothing. Now, have you heard from Wolf or Quinn?"

Blaze finished searching the Forrester’s suite, but she had found nothing. She couldn’t possibly be wrong. Both couples had been on flight from L.A with Sonny. One of them had to have Victor’s security codes. Why in the world did this have to be so complicated? She knew the case that she was looking for, but neither room had the case. She could wait for the Forresters but then; they may not have the information that she wanted. She could round the Forresters and the Hartman’s together and torture them both until someone told her where her information was. But, she didn’t have the time or the resources for that at the moment. She knew what she had to do. She was going to Sonny and if she had to beat it would of him, she would. He would give her the names of the couple and then she’d be back. Either way, she’d have her information.

Nadia followed Rick in the Café Rouse. The hostess made her way over toward Rick. "Mr. Forrester, we have your table ready."

" Very good Sharon, thank you." Nadia watched Rick as he expertly handed himself. Rick Forrester was a contradictory man. Amber had called him a child and Deacon had called him little Ricky, yet, he was sitting in one of the elegant restaurants in L.A, looking handsome in his Forrester suit now doubt. Nadia sat down at the table while Rick ordered a bottle of wine.

" A late lunch at Café Rouse. I didn’t expect this when I read my horoscope today." Nadia studied the menu. When the waitress came over she ordered a hardy meal of fried calamari, grilled salmon with asparagus and pineapple sorbet as a desert. " So Rick do you eat here often?" Rick poured his himself a glass of wine.

"Yes, sometimes."

" Well, it seems like a nice place."

" Whatever…Listen Nadia. I don’t mind coming here but.."

" Haven’t you ever heard of foreplay?" Nadia said in a suggestive voice before she sipped her wine.

" What?"

"Everything that is worth it takes time. I want to enjoy my meal and don’t want to ruin it with business."

" You know what, I think that you are playing games with me."

" Now why would I do that Ricky? I have no reason to play games with you." Nadia licked her bottom lip, which held a drop of burgundy colored wine that she had drunk. She noticed that Rick’s eyes gazed at her bottom lip. " Been a long time, hasn’t it?"

" What?"

"Since you’ve been with a woman. You’ve been staring at me like I’m the main course. Although I do find you to be extremely cute." She slowly traced her fingers over Rick’s hand. " I don’t mix business with pleasure." She withdrew her hand and winked at Rick.

Rick who was experiencing a very hard erection at time had vivid fantasy of Nadia’s cupie doll like lips kissing his. Rick didn’t like the feeling of another woman taking advantage of him. He had been played a fool before by Amber and wasn’t so willing to allow it to happen again.

"Lets cut the bull shit Nadia…what do you want?" The waitress came and placed Nadia’s Caser Salad in front of her. She ate some of her salad.

" I just love Caesar Salad. Would you like some?"

Rick reached over and squeezed Nadia’s wrist so tight that she dropped her fork.

" Stop playing****ing games with me."

Nadia’s face darkened with her fury as she pulled her wrist out of Rick’s grasp. " Get your fu(king hands off of me Rick or I won’t be so nice."

Rick sighed. " Listen I’m sorry."

" I bet your are, no wonder Amber prefers the likes of Deacon to you if that is your bedside manner."

Rick took another sip of his drink. " Listen I’ve been under stress."

" Why should I care about your problems? I face, I think that I should be leaving right now." Nadia stood up.

" No! Wait" Rick held out his hand toward Nadia. " Please Nadia, I’m sorry."

Nadia looked at Rick for a moment. " Don’t let it happen again Forrester." She sat down giving him a cold stare. " Since you’ve ruined the mood, I might as well tell you what I want."

Rick pulled out his checkbook. " How much do you want?"

"Put your checkbook away Ricky. That isn’t what I want. I want something else from you."

 

 

Kristen tried her best to concentrate on her dinner but she couldn’t. All she could think about was Sofia, Carlos’s wife. The woman was beautiful and aggressive as hell. But, she was Carlos’s wife. She was married to the man that Kristen had finally fallen in love with. All these years, she had waited for a man to make her feel special. To make her feel wanted and loved. Now, she did and it figures that he would be attached. Katie watched Kristen toy with her food.

" Do you want to tell me what is bothering you?"

"Nothing."

"Kristen, you hardly touched your food. You’d been muttering to yourself all afternoon. So, tell me. What is bothering you?"

" Its Carlos."

" Carlos? I thought that everything was working out well with both of you."

" I thought so too, but I was wrong. Carlos is married."

Carlos finished sipping his beer. God, he hated what Sofia was doing to his life. This bitch of a wife was ruining everything. He had married Sofia when he has been young. He had loved her with a youthful type of love. But soon, he began to realize that his young wife wasn’t normal. Sofia became obsessed with him. He couldn’t leave the house without a big scene. She became delusional, stating that he was having an affair when that wasn’t the case. He had done his best to ensure her that he loved only her but she didn’t listen. She started using prescription drugs, which only made her state of mind more paranoid. Carlos had tried to get her some help. He had gone to her family pleading with them to help convince her that she needed some help, but they had been too proud to listen. They had listened to Sofia’s stories in which she claimed that he was cheating on her. The last straw in their marriage was when Sofia became pregnant. Carlos was frightened yet happy at the same time. He thought that the baby might help Sofia, make her stop using the drugs and get herself straight, but the pregnancy only made her worse. She had become distressed at the thought of losing her figure and had thrown herself down a flight of stairs as a means to abort his baby. Carlos, who had always wanted a family, was indeed heartbroken. After the loss of his child, he couldn’t stand to look at her and he had moved out. That was when she tried to commit suicide. Once that had happened, her family had been scared and they had finally agreed that Sofia needed some help. He tried to visit her, to help her with but at that time it was fruitless and her obsession with him only mounted, so Carlos had divorced her. Or at least, he thought that he had.

Thorne finished lighting the candles in the bedroom, bathing it in a glow of light. He wandered over toward the stereo system and hit the play button filling the room with the melodic sounds of jazz. Brooke walked out of the bathroom in a robin’s blue satin robe. Thorne who was wearing a pair of white pajama bottoms turned and smiled at his wife. Brooke walked over toward Thorne and wrapped her arms around her husband’s shoulders. " Tonight was wonderful. Dinner, dancing and great company."

Thorne kissed Brooke’s neck slowly. He talked between the kisses. " I think that Alex and Mark had a good time."

Brooke laughed. " I think that they did but…" Brooke pulled herself out of Thorne’s arms. " I think that you are going to have a wonderful time tonight.." Brooke untied the sash to her robe, letting it fall to the floor. Brooke stood in a robin’s blue-laced teddy, which cupped her bountiful breast and it was touched off with matching garters.

Thorne whistled. " My god…you are so exquisite." Brooke turned around so that Thorne could get the full effect; he instantly noticed the thong bottom that displayed the luscious globs of her buttocks. Brooke threw her hair over her shoulder and stood with her hands on her hips.

" You like?" She said teasingly.

Thorne’s erection was aching to be freed from his pajama pants. " You know that I like it."

" It’s the newest in the Brooke’s Bedroom Line."

Thorne reached out and pulled Brooke up high into the air and slowly lowered her against his body hard toned body. Brooke sighed echoed in Thorne’s ears." You know that I really love that Line." Brooke’s hands scored lightly down his chest and made its way down toward the drawstring of his pajama bottoms. She looked at her husband in a suggestive manner as she played with his navel and slowly untied the strings. Brooke licked her lips and then leaned forward to lick her husband’s bottom lip as her fingers peeled back his pajamas and found his member. Thorne’s breathing escalated. Brooke’s mouth feasted on his mouth, while her fingers found the head of his member. Using the essence from the tip as lubrication she rubbed his member in an erotic manner.

" God Brooke…" Thorne moaned against her mouth. Brooke licked at Thorne’s tongue.

" What’s wrong?" Thorne thrust his member into her hand. Brooke closed her hand over his aching, hot, member. " Don’t you like it?"

" I love your hands all over me."

" Good…" Brooke kissed her husband. The pajama bottoms fell to the floor. Brooke smiled and took her husband’s hand leading him to the bed. Thorne couldn’t believe his good fortune, when it came to Brooke; she was everything that a man could want and more. Brooke pushed her husband back against the bed and reached over to a tray that she had had room service to bring up. She picked up the dish of honey and drizzled it in the middle of his chest. Thorne watched with avid fascination as she wife dipped her finger in the honey on his chest and licked it off her finger. Then she put her finger on his mouth, he opened her mouth to suckle the honey off her finger, grazing her fingers with his teeth. Thorne’s whole body sizzled with fire as Brooke used her index finger to trail the honey over his chest in a sensual manner. Thorne’s whole body ached as Brooke’s finger trailed over his nipples coating them to the sweet honey.

" Mmmm, feels so good. Trailing honey all over your chest." Brooke said in a sensual manner. "The way that honey looks all golden and delicious all over your chest. It makes me want to take a lick." Brooke leaned down so close over Thorne’s naked chest.

Thorne inhaled a breath. He could hardly think. Brooke leaned down and used her tongue to lick a bit of honey off of the middle of Thorne’s chest. " Mmm, taste so good." Brooke fingers ran some of the honey over top his nipples. Brooke leaned down and slowly licked the honey off of her husband’s right nipple. Thorne closed his eyes and tightened his hold on her hair. His manhood throbbed; her mouth licked at his nipple, removing the honey and then it suckled hard causing shards of pleasure and pain to mingle until he wanted more. Brooke rose, her eyes full of passion, her lips shinning with the essence of honey. She smiled as she watched Thorne’s body come alive with taunt need. Her fingers skimmed down his body toward his rigid manhood. She expertly ran her fingers up is impressive length and slowly back down again. Thorne’s breathing became irratic. " Brooke…." She smiled. She loved this. Taking control, bringing her husband to the edge, there was something powerful and wonderful about the entire thing. She leaned down and licked the rest of the honey off of his chest, next picked up the dish again and took her time to pour the honey over his straining shaft. Thorne’s eye dilated as she felt the cool liquid drizzled over his hard member. Brooke used her fingers to lightly rub the sweet substance on his member before he delicately used her tongue to lick the a bit of the substance off the head of his manhood. Thorne’s head came off of the bed when her tongue tasted him. She was trying to kill me. His finger reached her for her but she scooted out of his way. "No…not tonight. Tonight, you are mine." Brooke’s fingers encased him. " Especially this…" She couldn’t believe her eyes but his shaft actually seemed to grow another inch or two. She smiled seductively at her husband. " I want it…I want to see how you’d taste inside of my mouth."

" Brooke.." Thorne said weakly. God knew that he wanted it to.

Brooke slowly rose. She swept her hair up and then slowly pealed off her garters in a sensual manner before she took off the teddy. Thorne’s eyes couldn’t help but to be drawn to her full breast with ripe nipples, down her to her stomach, to finally the juncture of his thighs. That ripe warm place that he’d sell his soul, if needed, to be in. She was pure sexual sin and all his. Brooke made her way back to her husband almost kneeling at his feet. Her hands skimmed up his muscular thighs and then back down. She trailed them up again and then slowly used her tongue to trail up his manhood, tasting the sweet honey while Thorne did everything to hold on to his control. She did everything to shatter it. Taking her time, she closed her mouth over his tip and gently suckled. Thorne raised his head off the bed while he pushed himself deeper into the warmth of her mouth. Brooke gently caressed her husband’s thighs as her mouth played on his manhood. It licked, suckled and removed every bit of honey while causing a rising of Thorne’s desires. Thorne allowed passion to take over him while his wife’s mouth created such intense feelings that it didn’t take much time before he knew that he’s explode. He tried his pulled Brooke’s head away from him. He tried to stop her when she lowered her head again.

" Brooke…stop I’m going to come." He said against clenched teeth.

" I know. I want you too. I love you." She moved to kiss him on his mouth quickly before she moved back down to take him in her mouth again. Thorne closed his eyes as her mouth pushed him over the edge and he came in a rush.

Blaze punched Sonny again. Sonny slammed up against the wall. Her goons picked him up off the floor. " Now, you are going to give me the names of the couple who has Victor’s information or you are going to have an extremely painful night.

Taylor finished setting the table for dinner. She had asked Jasmine if she’d like to have an early dinner with her family. Everything was almost finished, the grilled chicken over penne pasta in a white wine sauce was almost done and she had already tossed the salad. The bread was cooling off on the rack. Catherine came into the dinning room. " The children are all showered and dressed."

" That’s wonderful Catherine, thanks so much. I couldn’t cook and have gotten them ready." Taylor sat down at the table. She rested her head on her hand.

" Are you feeling tired again?"

"Huh…yes. It’s been a hard day."

" Taylor are you alright. You’ve been tired and having those headaches. I’m worried."

" Don’t worry everything will be just fine." Taylor got up and headed toward the living room when the doorbell rang. Taylor answered the door to find Jasmine smiling with a bottle of wine. " Jasmine, I’m glad that you can make it." Jasmine stood looking beautiful with her hair upswept wearing a lose fitting black silk pants outfit with a embroider with a gold around it Vee neck bodice. It was simple yet elegant. " You look beautiful."

"Thank you, it is so hard to get dressed now a days." Jasmine caressed her stomach. "I sure wish that there were more places to find elegant maternity clothes"

"Maybe I’ll talk to Ridge about that."

Jasmine followed Taylor into her house. " You do that and I’ll be the first in line to buy maternity wear by Forrester although it will cost Allen an arm and a leg since he is going to buy it." Jasmine said laughing.

"Dinner is almost ready but my husband is missing at the moment. Probably some last minutes business meeting." Taylor poured herself a glass of mineral water. " Would you like something?"

" What you have is just fine for me." Jasmine looked around the living room and then out on the balcony with its fabulous view. Taylor handed her her water. " Your home is beautiful."

" Thank you. I do love it here."

At that moment, Catherine appeared with the children. Jasmine smiled when she saw Taylor’s children. She went over toward Thomas. " You must be Thomas." Thomas smiled and nodded.

 

Thorne was in absolute heaven. Brooke’s body encased his straining manhood as he held her above him. His fingers pinched at her sensitive nipples as he leaned forward and upward to take them into his mouth. He suckled at her nipples. "Your breasts are so beautiful and becoming fuller. One day, they will fill with the milk for our child." He looked at his wife, pushing her hair out of her eyes. " Do you know how much that arouses me?" He nipped at a nipple. While he thrust hardened inside of her. Hearing Thorne say how much that aroused him gave Brooke a flash of Thorne sipping her at breast when they’d be full of milk. The effect of that flash gave Brooke such deep rush that her body soon exploded with a climax so hard that it milked Thorne of his seed only moments later. Brooke collapsed in the arms of her husband. Her body sticky with sweat and his seed. Thorne cradled his wife next to him. His body was tingling with the effect of his orgasm.

"Just when I thought that it couldn’t get any better, you surprised me with something new."

Brooke laughed and gently kissed on her husband’s nipples. Thorne’s body became taunt again. " I thought that you’d like that." She said with a husky voice.

" Like it? Damn, I loved it. The honey and what you did with you mouth. I man shouldn’t be allowed such pleasure." Thorne looked down at his wife. He caressed her face.

" Brooke I didn’t expect you to keep your mouth…"

" I enjoyed it Thorne. All of it. Bringing you to the edge like that. It was wild, passionate and full of love." Thorne kissed Brooke on the lips with a gentle, yet slow and deliberate kiss. Brooke turned her body so her breast almost flatted against Thorne’s chest. His fingers slowly trailed up and down her back while the sounds of music drifted around the room.

" I love you Brooke. It seems that everyday, I find one more thing about you that I didn’t know. Another incredible thing that fills me with joy. Never in my life, have I felt such happiness and contentment that I have with you."

" I feel the same way. We have everything. You, me and our baby. Nothing will ever destroy that." Thorne nodded in agreement. Brooke was right. They had it all and he’d never allow anything to destroy the family that they were going to create. They said nothing after that. They allowed the air to chill their sweaty bodies while they held each other. There was nothing left to say. Soon Brooke fell asleep in her husband’s arms while on of his hands lay across her where the life they created was safely nestled in her womb.

Ridge walked through his front door and was surprised to see a beautiful African American woman playing with his children. " Hello" His children ran to hug and kiss him. Ridge reached out his hand and helped the woman to her feet.

" Sorry, at this late stage of the pregnancy, I’m not too graceful."

"Its okay, I have to say that you are one beautiful pregnant lady."

" A charmer, I see why Taylor chose you. I’m Jasmine Quinn."

" Oh, that doctor. My wife has been raving about you and she doesn’t do that, that often. You must be really good at your job."

" I try. It is hard at times. Counseling the terminally ill. It can take a lot out of a person. But helping people is worth it."

" Taylor tells me that you are only filling in for a temporarily basis."

" Yes, I just giving my professional opinion on a couple of cases. I practice is in San Francisco."

" So you are commuting?"

" Not at the moment. I don’t want to do all that traveling back and forth during my pregnancy. So, I’m here for about two weeks and then I go back."

" How does your husband feel about your being gone so long?"

Taylor walked into the living room. " Ridge, you are so noisy. Don’t pay him any mind." Taylor kissed her husband.

" I don’t mind. My husband is away on a business trip so I don’t mind being here."

" Now, Ridge, if you don’t mind lets eat dinner."

 

Brooke woke up feeling a growling in her stomach. She turned to find Thorne sleeping next to her. She leaned down to kiss her husband. Thorne grinned and opened his eyes.

" What’s wrong?"

"Nothing…"

Thorne kissed his wife; he knew what was wrong with her. " You are hungry aren’t you?"

Brooke laughed. " Yes. I guess that it is time for one of those midnight feedings." Thorne sat up and reached toward the nightstand and got the menu. Brooke snuggled against him as he read the menu. " Lets see…I want strawberries with real cream, New York strip with hollandaise sauce, cooked rare…." Brooke took the menu out of Thorne’s hand and studied the menu. " I want a chocolate shake…no a strawberry one. I also want white chocolate cheesecake, I heard that it was good." Brooke saw the amused look on her husband’s face.

" What?"

"Nothing sweetheart. I’m just love these little cravings of yours."

" This isn’t a craving." Brooke crawled across Thorne’s body sitting seductively astride him. " You are the one who wore me out. So you are going to have to fee me now." Thorne saluted Brooke.

" I aim to please." He called down to the hotel kitchen, which was open all night. Twenty minutes later Brooke lay down naked across the Thorne’s lap eating a sliver stake. Thorne watched with total amusement.

" Good?"

" Extremely good." Brooke leaned forward and kissed her husband. Thorne leaned back against the headboard and smiled at his wife.

" You know, I love moments like these."

" Like what?"

"You being here in my lap."

" Naked?" She said coyly"

" Happy and content. I don’t think that I have ever seen you look like this until we were married."

"Because I hadn’t been happy like that."

Thorne caressed a triennial of her hair. " Even with Ridge?" Brooke turned in her husband lap her breast gleaming in the candlelight. She wore a look of concern. "Ridge, where is that coming from?"

" I was just wondering."

" Thorne. My time with Ridge is over, you know that."

" You didn’t answer the question."

" Oh honey don’t you know." Brooke took Thorne’s hand and kissed it. " I have found more happiness with you than I have ever had and that includes Ridge. You don’t have anything to worry about." Brooke pulled Thorne’s head down and kissed him passion.

When their lips parted from the kiss, Brooke snuggled in Thorne’s arms. " I have everything that I’ve ever dreamed of, a loving husband, a baby growing inside of me. I will finally have everything that I’ve ever wanted. And it is all because of you." Thorne felt warmth flood through his body. They did have it all and he was never going to allow anything to destroy it.

Jasmine sipped the last of her sparkling cider. " Taylor, that meal was fantastic."

" Thank you." Taylor said. She stood for a moment and then wavered on her feet. Jasmine instantly noticed. She headed toward her. She held out her hand toward Taylor and grasped her by the arm. " Are you alight?" Taylor sat for a moment. Jasmine gave her some water to sip. " Here, drink this." Taylor sipped some water. Jasmine watched as it took a moment for Taylor to get herself together.

" Thank you." Taylor said weakly.

" It’s no problem. Are you going to tell me what is wrong?"

" There isn’t a problem."

" Taylor, I just watched you. Obviously you aren’t feeling well."

" Its probably just a stomach flu or something."

" Or something? Something like…"

Taylor squeezed Jasmine’s hand. " It’s nothing. Please Jasmine just let it go okay. I’ve got to go and find out what it taking Ridge so long." Taylor got up and left the dinning room in a hurry leaving Jasmine bewildered. Jasmine sighed; she knew that behavior and she knew that something was wrong.

Ridge picked up his designs when Taylor came into the living room. " Doc…I hate to do this to you, but I’ve got to go."

" What? Ridge, you just got home."

" I know honey but with Logan and Thorne gone the work is building up. Dad is in Vegas in a meeting so I’ve got to cover him. Sorry." Ridge kissed Taylor on the check.

Taylor was in pain; she didn’t want Ridge to go. She needed him and his comfort. " Ridge.."

" Tomorrow, I promise that we will have the most romantic evening together. Besides, you and Jasmine can spend time talking together. I like her, I like her a lot." Ridge kissed Taylor again and left. Taylor sighed when she realized that Ridge forgot his designs. She shook her head.

" Ridge…" She picked up the designs looking at her husband’s beautiful work until she got to a particular design. It wasn’t the fact that the lingere bothered her it was the face of the woman on the design that disturbed her. It was the face of Brooke. Taylor sat down on her sofa, tears filling her eyes. Jasmine came into the living room and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Taylor.

" Taylor, what is it?"

Taylor handed Jasimine the design. " Is this one of your husband’s? It is beautiful. When I get my shape back, I’d love to own a piece like that." Jasimine saw the distress on Taylor’s face. " Taylor, does the design bother you."

" No, the design doesn’t bother me." Taylor got up and went to the mantel to where there was a picture of everyone at Steffy’s coming home party. She bought the picture toward Jasmine. Jasmine looked at the photo of all the happy smiling faces when she noticed a beautiful blonde in a blue bikini laughing, it was the face in the of the woman on the design.

" That’s Brooke. My husband’s ex- wife and his brother’s wife."

Jasmine looked at the photo and the design, she didn’t know what to say. " Taylor. I’m sure that Ridge didn’t mean…"

" I know that Ridge meant. I just thought that it was over. After all, Brooke is happily married to Thorne but it seems that Ridge still has some issues. It seems that Ridge still have some feelings for Brooke and I don’t know what I’m going to do about it." Jasmine clearly saw the pain covered Taylor’s face. Jasmine took wrapped her arms around Taylor and hugged her.

The hotel room was deathly quiet as Brooke and Thorne lay asleep in each other arms. The phone rang blaring into the silence. Thorne jumped awake. He reached over to pick up the phone. " Hello?" He said sleepily.

"Thorne.."

" Bridget?" Thorne sat up, he was instantly worried. " What is wrong?" There was a pause on the other end of the phone.

"Thorne I’m so sorry for calling you but I didn’t know what to do."

" Do about what? Honey, what is wrong?"

" It’s Rick."

" Oh no, he isn’t drinking again is he?"

" I wish that it were just that. Rick has found out where Amber is."

" He did what how?"

"It’s a long story but it involves this girl who was a friend of Amber and Deacon. She told Rick where Amber was. Listen Thorne, I’m worried. I’ve never seen Rick like this. He was going on and about his son and Amber. Thorne, I’m scared."

" Bridget….sweetheart. Calm down. Tell me, where is he going."

" To New York….apparently that is where she and Deacon are."

" New York?"

" Yes, I tried to stop him. I told him to take his time and think before he went. I tried to get a hold of dad but he left earlier for an emergency meeting in Nevada and I can’t seem to get a hold of him."

" Listen Bridget, try your best to get a hold of him. If you can’t get him, call Ridge and tell him to head to New York. Your mother and I are on our way."

" Thorne…"

" Don’t worry, we are going to make sure that Rick is alright. Don’t worry, we are going to get him to calm down."

" I’m sorry that I am ruining your vacation."

" Bridget, please don’t worry about something inconsequential like our vacation. Rick and you our first priory. We love the bother of you. Don’t worry. We will be there for your brother."

Bridget paused on the other end of the phone. " Thanks so much Thorne. I’ll try to get in touch with Dad."

" Don’t worry, everything will be just fine."

" I’ll call you back in about twenty minutes." Bridget hung up the phone.

Thorne sighed and hung the phone. He turned toward Brooke. She was sleeping blissfully unaware of the things that were going on. He leaned down to kiss her on the hop of her head. He gently shook her awake. Brooke slowly opened her eyes. She smiled at Thorne until she saw the look on his face. She sat up. " What is wrong?"

" Sweetheart. Don’t get excited."

" It the children isn’t it? What happened?"

Thorne took a hold of Brooke’s hand. "Its Rick. He’s found Amber."

Brooke’s eyes dilated. " My god. What has happened?"

" Apparently, Rick met some girl who was a friend of Amber and Deacons. She told him where there was."

" How was he?"

Thorne sighed. He didn’t want to upset her. " He wasn’t too great. Based on what Bridget said he is highly adjusted and upset."

Brooke jumped out of the bed. " We’ve got to go to him. He must he hurting. My god, is he drinking?"

"I’m not sure."

" We got to get to him. I can’t let him go through this alone."

" We aren’t going to let anything happen to him."

" I’ve got to go to him." Brooke hurried toward the bathroom and stopped. " The deal…we aren’t finished the paper work, but I can’t deal with that right now."

" Honey, don’t worry. I will handle it. I’ll take care of the meeting tomorrow and you are going to New York." Thorne kissed her head. " Then I’ll meet you in New York tomorrow or L.A based on where you are. Don’t worry, things will be fine. You’ll get there to take care of Rick."

 

 

Brooke hurried out of the bathroom, she could hardly think straight. " Thorne where is my suitcase? I can’t seem to find it."

" Brooke I’ve already packed you a smaller bag." Brooke stopped. " No, I need a suitcase."

" You don’t honey. I’ve already packed your bag. You can’t take that huge suitcase to New York. I’ve packed clothes that I thought that you would need." Brooke nodded. It made a lot of sense.

" I’m sorry. I’m just a mess."

Thorne took Brooke into his arms and kissed her on the top of her head. " Honey, I know that you are worried about Rick. Don’t worry, everything will work out fine. I’ve called the airport and your plan will be leaving in two hours."

Brooke wiped a tear that had escaped. " I know…" She smiled gently. " I’m sorry that this has happened."

Thorne put his finger on her lips. " We will get other times to take a vacation. Now lets get a move on." Brooke nodded but she looked a little shaky. " Honey, don’t worry everything is going to work out." Brooke smiled weakly for her husband. She was worried to death about her son. She headed over toward the closet. She took out a few of the dresses that she had hung in the closet. She noticed her makeup case and picked it up. She threw it on the bed next to her clothes when she knocked over her case. She studied it for a moment and then frowned.

" Thorne."

" What is it?" Thorne looked up from the bag that he was zipping up.

" This isn’t my bag."

" What?"

"This isn’t my makeup case."

Thorne came around and frowned. "What are you talking about?"

"My case. A few months ago, Eric knocked it over and scuffed it at the bottom. There are no scuffs on the bottom of this bag."

Thorne picked up the bag and looked at it. " Are you sure?"

" Yes, I’m sure, this isn’t my bag."

Thorne frowned. " That might explain why we couldn’t get it to open."

" Maybe we should take it to the airport because that is where the mix up probably occurred."

" I think that you are right. We should take the case back while we are at the airport."

The phone rang. Brooke hurried to get it. " Hello…Bridget."

"Mom…I’m so sorry. I want you to know that I tried to stop Rick."

" Honey, calm down. You aren’t responsible for the actions of your brother. I know that he doesn’t think clearly when it comes to Amber. Now, give me the address that Rick has." Brooke wrote down the address.

" Mom, I’m really scared."

" Don’t worry. I’ll get to Rick."

Bridget paused. She felt awful. She had tried her best to get Rick to think. But it was too late. It seemed that the roosters have come home to roost. If Rick got to Amber than it meant that Deacon would follow. Worse than that Bridget was afraid of what would happen between Deacon and Rick. " Mom…"

" Yes Bridget."

Bridget was quiet. She desperately wanted to unload on her mother and let her know all the things that had gone on but she knew that she couldn’t. " Its nothing. Just take care of Rick and I love you."

" I love you too honey. And don’t worry, I’m on my way to New York." Brooke hung up the phone. She walked over to her butter cream leather jacket, which matched her tailored butter cream leather pants. To complement the outfit, she wore a black cashmere sleeveless turtleneck. She had twisted her hair up leaving it in a clip.

" Honey, I got everything that you are going to need. Lets head to the airport." Brooke nodded and picked up the black makeup case and her purse.

Mark put his t-shirt on and tucked his gun in his gun belt. " I’m going to follow the Forresters." Alex nodded as she played back the conversation between Brooke and her daughter.

" The Forresters are heading toward the airport. Brooke is catching the 1:45 am flight. You have got to make sure that the case gets into our hands, from that I can take over the persona as a attendant to the airport." Alex tucked her gun in her gun belt on the waist of her jeans. She twisted her hair up in a knot and quickly pulled out luggage bag that held a uniform that matched the uniforms that the International airport. Alex moved quickly, she had checked in with Wolfe who had taken off to follow Blaze. He knew the type of woman she was and he wasn’t about let her out of her sight. Alex quickly types a coded message to Wolfe on his pager, he had gone " dark" for the last hour, put he’d pick up the message and would know where they went.

" Come on momma, lets get a move on."

Alex quietly followed Mark out of the room carrying her luggage bag and her communication system.

Blaze picked walked toward her limo, the other limo had been scanned and although she hadn’t found any recording device, something about this entire situation didn’t seem right to her. Once seated in her limo she put a scrambler on her cell phone and made a call to Spike. Spike was on the world’s best hackers. " What do you have for me?"

" Why in the bloody hell would you give me some puny ass work like this? You are wasting my time love." He said in his British accent.

" Just tell me, what do you have."

" They are leaving. Something came up with the woman’s kid, they are heading to New York or at least she is. But here is something that you’d like to know. The husband called the airport talking about a mix up with their bag, they are taking it to the airport with them." Blaze smiled.

" You know what to do, don’t you?"

" Yes, I have her flight number. Next time, find something more thrilling for me to do than tap into phone systems and hacking into airport information."

Thorne followed Brooke to the airport terminal. Brooke checked her flight information and got her passport out. The woman behind the counter took Brooke’s information.

" Mrs. Forrester, just wait at gate D for your flight."

" Thank you." Brooke followed Thorne as he led the way toward gate D. He could clearly see the tension in Brooke’s eyes. She sat down in the chair and Thorne gently kneaded her shoulders. Brooke looked up at him. " I’m so worried Thorne." Thorne moved so he was kneeling in front of her.

" Honey I know, but it is going to be alright. I’m going to try and get Ridge again on the phone." Brooke nodded. Brooke watched at Thorne called Ridge.

" Damn…" Thorne ran his fingers through his hair. " I got the voice mail again. I will try a little later." He closed his cell phone and took Brooke’s face in his hands. He leaned down and kissed her gently on her lips. " I don’t you upsetting yourself. I want your promise that you aren’t going to worry the entire flight, in fact, I want you to try to sleep."

" How can I sleep when Rick is on his way to New York? God knows what he might do. With his drinking and everything. He might ruin his chance to get custody of Little Eric if he goes out there have cocked. If only he had waited. Waited for me to go with her or at least taken Jonathan…but now…" Brooke wrung her hands. " Deacon Sharpe is not a man to mess with especially when he is riled. I’m very afraid that Rick may end up hurt if he goes after Deacon." Thorne was worried also. " Brooke I know that you want to help but promise me that you aren’t going to stress yourself out. And promise me that if for some reason there is some mess between Rick and Deacon that you won’t get in the middle of it."

" He’s my son…"

" Yes and you are pregnant." Thorne shook his head. " I don’t like this. I don’t like the idea of you going by yourself. I’m going with you."

" What? Thorne, you can’t. We haven’t checked out and besides you’ve got to close the deal."

" Brooke, I don’t care about that business deal. I care about you and you are getting yourself upset. I know how you become the mother lion when your children are being threatened. I also know what an ass Deacon can be. I don’t want you taking him on."

" Honey, I can handle Deacon Sharpe. Its Rick who may not be able to deal with him."

" That’s not making me feel any better." Thorne said worried.

Brooke hugged Thorne. " Honey I’ll be all right. I promise not to do anything that would jeopardize the health of our baby."

Thorne kissed Brooke on the top of her head. " I still think that I should do with you."

Brooke smiled. " It’s too late for you to come. Besides, I’ll be just fine. Once I see Rick."

Overhead, Brooke and Thorne heard the boarding of her flight. " My flight."

Thorne hugged his wife tightly against him. He pulled back a moment to caress her face lightly. " I love you."

" I love you too."

" Do you know that tonight will be the first night that I sleep without you since we were married."

Brooke smiled through her tears. " I know what you mean. I’ve gotten spoiled having her arms wrapped around me every night and your face looking down at me every morning. But the absence won’t be too bad, it will just help you to remember just how much you love you."

" I don’t need you to go away for me to know how much I love you. I love you more than anything in this world." Thorne leaned down and kissed his wife. Brooke wrapped her arms around her husband enjoying the explorations of her husband’s mouth and tongue. She sighed leaning more into Thorne’s body while his hands cupped her bottom. Overhead, Brooke’s flight was being called again. Reluctantly, she pulled her head away.

" I’ve gotta go." Brooke kissed Thorne quickly once again and headed toward the gate. Thorne ran after her and surprised her and the flight attendant at the gate by pulling her in his arms again and kissing her so passionately that Brooke felt light headed. The flight attendant coughed lightly. Thorne pulled his head away from Brooke slowly and smiled.

" I love you." Brooke nodded and walked away. When she got to the doorway that lead to the walkway toward the plane, she stopped and turned looking back at her husband with tears in her eyes. She waved at Thorne and then closed the door behind her. Thorne stood there for a moment looking at a glimpse of his wife.

 

Blaze slipped through security at the airport. She had conformation that the Forresters had arrived and Brooke had headed toward the plane. Blaze had planned on meeting up with the Forresters but she had felt an undeniable prickle on the back of her neck. Instinct told Blaze that she was being followed. She looked behind her and didn’t see anything, but that didn’t mean anything. She had learned to always trust her instincts and they were screaming set up. Blaze walked quickly and dialed a number on her cell phone.

Brooke headed down the walkway of the plane when she realized that she was still holding the makeup case. Brooke sighed, she didn’t have time to go back, she was going to have to take the bag with her and explain the problems once she got to New York. Brooke reached the plane and walked inside. Brooke instantly noticed that she was on a private plane and not a commercial plane. Brooke turned toward the flight attendant.

" Excuse me but…" Brooke’s words were cut off when a hand came from behind her and cupped over her mouth. Brooke struggled a few seconds before she passed out from the chemical over the cloth that covered her mouth. Brooke went limp in the man’s arms. The man opened up his cell phone and dialed a number. " I got the case, lets get out of here."

Thorne looked out of the window trying to see Brooke’s plane when suddenly an alarmed sounded in the airport. A voice on the overhead speaker asked people to slowly exist the airport. People started moving fast toward the exits. A flight attendant came toward him quickly. " Sir, excuse me, we have to move."

" What’s going on?"

" A bomb scare."

" What!"

" SHIT!" Wolfe raced the alarming doors. Blaze had cut in a path of a large group of people. She had spotted him or she had gotten a feeling that she was being followed. He didn’t have a choice. He had seen her drop an unidentified object in on of the trash bins. As important as the mission was, he couldn’t take a chance that she had indeed planted a bomb. Wolfe headed toward the trash bin and took the top off inside he found a small case that was counting down. " Oh SHIT!" Wolfe opened up the small case and took out his tools.

" What do you got?" Wolfe glanced up to see Marc standing above him. He hardly glanced at him, taking his time to quickly disarm the explosives when he finally studied the pieces. " Dammit, she is good. This wasn’t ripped to be nothing but a dud. A decoy." Wolfe stood. " What are you doing here, shouldn’t you be protecting the Forresters?"

"Alex is watching Thorne and Brooke’s plane is still docked."

" But you are supposed to be watching Brooke. Something is going on why else would Blaze set up a decoy…" Wolfe looked down again at the decoy that had cost him time.

"Brooke…" Both Mark and Wolfe ran toward the gate that was Brooke’s plane. Two security guards and armed guards came toward them. Mark flashed his badge while Wolfe raced ahead of him toward the gate only toward the plane. He got on the plane practically scaring the flight attendants as he looked for Brooke throughout the commercial flight. Nowhere, could he find Brooke.

Blaze boarded the private plane. She made her way toward the case that Sam was holding. Using her lock picking skills, she opened the case and smiled at the disk with the security codes on it fell out.

" Close call wasn’t it?" Sam said as he sipped his drink.

" I was right, I was being followed."

" You were?"

" Yes and by our old friend Wolfe. I wasn’t quite sure but the " explosive" that I dropped had a camera in it. When he stopped to disarm it, I got his picture. I’m quite sure that Victor will be interested to know that his brother is not dead after all.

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