Chapter 5

Brooke stood in the garden taking in the cool breeze that the night air was brining in. Rick had come for dinner and although he hadn’t said much, he had a least eaten. She had come out into the garden to give Rick and Thorne a chance to talk. She hoped that Thorne could talk Rick into letting the detectives handle the Amber situation and focus on his school. Brooke had gotten Rick’s teachers to give him an extension for his classes although him participating in the graduation ceremony was out of the question. The graduation had been last week. It didn’t matter though; getting her son to focus on his schoolwork and on his new responsibilities at Forrester would be important. She had plans on grooming Rick to take over the business ends of Forrester. He had a job in the business department waiting for him and she knew that he could do well if he’d focus.

Brooke looked at her watch. Rick wasn’t the only thing on her mind, Bridget was. She wondered what was keeping her daughter. She wanted to see her children before she and Thorne left for Monte Carlo.

Taylor looked at her reflection in the mirror. She loved the way the black-laced nightgown that shaped her body. It had a deep plunging neckline that bared down low between the valley of her breast, the gown was long and reached to her toes, while the thigh high slit on her thigh showed off her gorgeous leg. She had tied her hair up using a black-laced ribbon and wore a touch of lip-gloss. Taylor picked up her favorite perfume and turned it over so the essence would coat the stopper. She then ran the stopper between the valley of her breast slowly. When she looked up at the mirror she found Ridge standing behind her looking at her with bedroom eyes. He wore only a pair of silk pajama bottoms. He made his way over toward her and she slowly stood up. He took the perfume stopper out of her hand and sniffed it. He then bought his lips down to her shoulder and kissed it. " I love this scent on you." Taylor smiled.

" And I love you."

Taylor turned toward her husband and he caught her lips with his. Gently he suckled her bottom lip with his mouth. Taylor moaned and wrapped her arms around her husband. Ridge deepened the kiss, his tongue stroking hers, tasting and sipping from her mouth. His hands cupped her bottom and he picked her off the floor and up on the bathroom vanity counter. His tongue found the outer shell of her ear, tracing it, and then blowing in it. His hands slowly made its way up her thigh through the slit of her nightgown. He found her heated desire and smiled. " I want you so much Taylor… I need you." Ridge’s mouth moved down his wife’s neck, kissing and suckling down toward the valley between her breasts, he pulled down the straps of her nightgown baring her full breast. His mouth found her nipples and he toyed with them suckling them and biting them softly. Taylor panted slowly.

" Ridge….ahh… Ridge lets move to the…." She licked her lips. " to the bedroom." Ridge looked up into his wife passion glazed eyes. He shook his head.

" No. I want you right here, right now…. Just like this." He took his fingers and found her center; parted her swollen petals and then slipped a finger inside of her. Taylor opened her legs wider loving the feel of her husband’s fingers. She moved against his fingers, her mouth open, his mouth covered hers cutting off her moans. Ridge wanted his; he wanted her hot, willing. He wanted her tight sheath to clench him to flood his member with her essence, to fill her with his seed. Ridge reached from his pajama bottom and pushed them down with one hand. He then pulled back and did something unexpected he ripped her gown rendering it in half exposing her his wife total naked body. Taylor looked at him with amazement.

" Ridge..what?"

"Shhh" Ridge spread his wife’s legs exposing her totally to his view. He ran his fingers across the soft opening loving the way her body responded to his. Ridge smiled and then his untied the ribbon in his wife’s hair. The beautiful mass of hair fell all around her body. " Beautiful" He seized her head between his two hands and kissed her passionately. He moved his naked body against hers and positioned himself against the opening of her center. Without warning, he pushed inside of her giving her all of himself. He started to move inside of her loving the intense feeling, passion had started to take over and then he moved faster and harder. Taylor took all of him amazed by the sudden passion her husband was displaying. She had to lean back against the mirror to accommodate his powerful trust. Taylor leaned back with on hand against the mirror to steady her, she moaned with pleasure as her husband continued to move inside of her. She moved against Ridge while he laid his hand against her neck moaning as he had his way with her. Taylor closed her eyes and moaned as an orgasm took over. Ridge felt his her legs grasp him around his waist as her hot sheath clench his member. Ridge came in a rush, gasping with his eyes closed. Taylor lay against the mirror with her legs dangling over the counter catching her breathe. She then heard a noise in her outer bedroom.

"Mommy" It sounded like Thomas. She tried to sit up but a weary Ridge lay against her.

Taylor smiled.

"Ridge, it’s Thomas. You’ve got to move so I can get him." Ridge reluctantly pulled out of his wife and watched as the torn nightgown was thrown to the floor and she wrapped a black robe around her. " I’m going to check on Thomas." Ridge nodded. He wiped his face and looked into the mirror. Everything had gone perfectly, the passion that he had for is wife was there. He loved making love to her, it has been accelerating but somewhere in his mind when he was inside of her things had changed. The last moment right before he came he opened his eyes and looked at his wife, he didn’t see her instead he had seen Brooke under him. Ridge closed his eyes taking in deep breath. It didn’t make sense. He loved his wife. Why was he thinking of Brooke? Ridge walked over toward the shower and turned the water on. He stood under the spray and prayed to god that the visions of his ex-wife stopped. He loved his wife and he wasn’t going to allow any visions of Brooke ruin his happy marriage. They were over, had been for years. Although a part of his heart would always belong to Brooke they had both moved on.

Carlos followed Kristen into her condo. She looked exquisite in her white silk strapless pants suit with white high-heeled sandals. Her blonde hair was pulled up and a topknot while a pair of diamonds sparkled in her ears. He handed her a group of white orchards. Carols was sexy looking in his black silk shirt and his black pants. He was sexy with his dark skin, handsome face, brown eyes and sexy goatee; he always made her heart stop. He went into the living room and was surprised to see Bridget especially with red eyes. Obviously she had been crying he looked at Kristen and she wore a worried expression on her face.

" Hi Bridget. Is everything alright?" Bridget got up.

" Kristen you have a date. I should go."

" No Bridget, stay." Kristen looked at Carlos. " Honey do you mind if I cancel Bridget and I have some sister things to discuss. You know how teenagers are." Carlos nodded; he had a younger brother close to Bridget’s age. By the worried expression on Kristen’s face he knew that whatever Bridget problem was, it was a big one. Carlos kissed Kristen gently on the lips and then on the head smelling her intoxicating sent.

"Darling I’ll call you later tonight to check on you. Take care of your sister, your family is important." Carlos turned toward Bridget. " Bridget, take care. I’m sure that your beautiful sister will help you." He smiled at the girl and left. Bridget watched him leave and turned toward her sister.

" He is really is great. And handsome. The women in our family pick the most incredible men and I picked Deacon." Kristen wrapped arm around her sister and walked her toward the couch.

"Honey we’ve made our mistakes when comes to me. Don’t forget that I was married to Clark Garrison."

" He isn’t so bad."

" He isn’t now. When you get older, you become a little nicer. It’s true Clarke and I have let the past god but that doesn’t mean that he didn’t hurt me. We all had our share of men who weren’t good for us. Look at your mom; she didn’t get it right until Thorne. Think about that Bridget, your mother has been married to three Forrester men. But it was her best friend that she knew for years that she found happiness and true love with."

"At least she wasn’t fooled into thinking that a man love her when he didn’t. She wasn’t left alone and pregnant. I’m going to be the embarrassment of the family." Kristen sat down next to Bridget.

"Honey, you know your aren’t the first to get pregnant without the benefit of marriage. Most of the marriages in our family occur because of the pregnancies BEFORE the marriage." Bridget frowned.

" None of the pregnancies are like mine. Deacon loves Amber and he isn’t coming back. I’m only 19. How am going to take care of a baby? How am I going to tell my parents? Mom and dad…they have always been so proud of me. I’m going to break their hearts with this."

"Bridget, Brooke and dad love you. Nothing you cold do would ever make you stop."

"They have their hands full with Rick. How can I come to them with this? Especially now."

" Because they are your family. Bridget you are lucky. Your mother is an incredible woman. She loves you. I’ve seen you with Brooke. She will put your happiness first and never makes you feel bad about how you are. I know my mother because she is strong but growing up with her was hard. Nothing I did was right and all the love she had really was for Ridge, there nothing left for Thorne, Felicia or me. I always knew I could never come to her about my problems. But you are different, you can tell Brooke and dad. They love you and they will support you." Bridget started to cry.

"They hate Deacon… I’m having HIS baby." Kristen took her sister into her arms.

" They will be upset with him and maybe a little with you but they will get over it. And they will love your baby. We all will."

 

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Carlos pulled up to his house and got of his black porche. He loved his home, it had a been built with a Spanish flair to it with the Spanish tiles, a courtyard and a garden with a fountain. Everything inside had been made to represent of Spanish home. There were artwork and furniture that was made to remind him of old home, sometimes he missed being there but being in L.A was fantastic. He loved working for the Forresters since they had a flare and style. He also loved his relationship with Kristen. She was everything that he had been looking for in a woman and more. Just like tonight, she’d be willing to put her needs aside in order to help her sister or anyone else in need. Carlos turned on some music, the slow salsa music played in the background, and he headed to his drawing table, which was located in specially made alcove to the courtyard. He sat down to finish working on a design that he had started when he heard a noise from upstairs. He put his colored pencil down and heated up the spiral stairs slowly taking a bat he had in the closet. He made his way to his bedroom opening the doors to his room and looked he instantly noticed a fire in the adobe fireplace.

"What the…" His voice trailed off when he noticed a standing in the alcove of the terries leading from his bedroom. The beautiful dark haired woman with clear blue eyes wearing one of his dark shirts and a pair of sexy red-laced bra and panty set.

"Hello Carlos"

"What the hell are you doing here Sophia?" She smiled a dangerous smile and fingered the shirt that she wore and took a sip of wine from her glass.

" Now Carlos is that anyway to talk to your wife?"

Bridget opened the door to find her mother and Thorne laughing at each other while looking at a pair of bikinis. Brooke saw Bridget and smiled. "Honey, we’ve been worried about you. How are you feeling?"

"I’m fine sorry for worrying you." Bridget walked toward the sofa. Kristen came into the door. Thorne looked up.

"Kris, what are you doing here?"

" I thought that I’d come see my brother and his wife."

" We thought that you’d be busy with Carlos. I tell you, that is one sexy man." Brooke smiled.

" Hey… I thought that I was the only sexy man in your life." Thorne complained. Brooke winked at her husband.

" You know that you are." Brooke looked at Kristen and mouthed the words. " Carlos is sexy too." Rick came out of the kitchen eating cheesecake. Bridget headed toward her brother.

" Rick. Thank god you are home." Rick put down his cake and hugged her.

"It’s good to see you too Budge." Bridget noticed the sadness in his eyes. " You didn’t find Amber did you?"

"No. Looks like she and Deacon are still out there with my son." Rick’s eyes grew dark with hate. " That bastard! He thinks that he can do whatever he wants. He doesn’t even care about little Eric, he gave up his rights. All he cares about is Amber! That bitch!"

"Rick, please don’t get yourself upset. We will work on getting your son back." Brooke stated..

"Mom, I know but when I think about Deacon. He is brought nothing but pain to our family. Thank god you had the sense to break things off with him Bridget, it’s no telling what he would have done to you." Bridget looked at Kristen.

" Yeah Rick, no telling."

Thorne stood up. " Lets talk about something other than Amber and Deacon. Bridget, I wanted to know if you would be willing to housesit for us."

" House set?"

" Yes, your mother and I are going to Monte Carlo."

" You are?"

Brooke walked over to Thorne and he put his arm around her. "We are going for the boutique in Monte Carlo."

"You are, I thought that it is just an idea." Rick asked.

" Yes, well we liked the idea. We’ve made some mockups for what we hope the boutique is going to look like. I for one am excited. I fact we were looking at my choices of bikinis when Kristen and Bridget came in. Ladies, I need your opinion. Thorne says the black one but I like the gold." Brooke held up the suits. Kristen walked over and looked at the suits. " I’m like the white, it is sexy." Brooke looked at Bridget.

"Yeah mom. You ought to wear it while you have a chance. In fact, take all of them." Brooke looked at Thorne who smiled.

" I like all of them."

" I think that I will take them. After all soon, I wouldn’t be able to fit in any bikini at all."

Thorne kissed her on her head. " I won’t mind at all." Rick was confused.

"Why wouldn’t you fit into a bikinis?"

" Because Thorne and I are going to have a baby."

"Wow! I baby. Congratulations mom." Rick kissed his mother and clapped Thorne on his back!"

" Thanks Rick. Your mother and I are pretty happy about it."

"Soon, everything will be perfect. Thorne and I will be adding another baby to this family. We will get Little Eric back and rid ourselves of Amber and Deacon and everything will he fine. The family will be back together." Brooke moved toward her children and put her arms around them. " Together, this family can do anything." Bridget walked away. She couldn’t tell her mother, she’d wait until after her trip. When her mother came back, she’d then tell her the truth.

THE NEXT MORNING

Brooke put her black leather make-up bag down on the front landing. Thorne came down the stairs looking refreshed and handsome in his lightweight white shirt and white pants and sunglasses. "Wow, looking hot!" Thorne kissed his wife.

" You are the one who is looking hot. You are one sexy looking momma!" Brooke turned for her husband. She wore a sexy tight white skirt that reached to her knees but had a slit to her thigh, a black halter-top that was made of an almost shimmering material that had a scooped neckline and left her backless. With of the addition of the white jacket that went with the shirt, she looked sleek and sexy at the same time. Brooke picked up her white purse that matched her white high-healed sandals.

" Do we have everything?"

"Yup. The limo is outside"

"Bridget! Rick!" Bridget came from out of the family room, she had been watching TV. Rick came out of the kitchen. Brooke been happy that she could convince her children to spend the night. " We are leaving." Rick and Bridget came into the living room and hugged and kissed their mother and Thorne good-bye.

"Have a great time mom and don’t worry." Bridget said trying hard to smile when inside she wanted to cry. She had hoped to tell her mother to help her adjust but she could wait a week. Rick put his arms around his sister.

" Mom, I’ll look out for Bridget and I will try hard to concentrate on positive things." Brooke smiled with tears in her eyes. She had a strange fluttering in her stomach as she looked at their children. She loved them. Brooke took Rick and Bridget’s hand.

"Take care of each other and remember that I love you." Brooke cupped Bridget’s face.

"Don’t let this thing with Kyle get you down. You are a beautiful young woman and I am proud of how you have turned out. I couldn’t have asked for a better daughter."

" Thanks mom." Bridget looked down and wondered how proud her mother would be if she knew that she was caring Deacon’s baby. Brooke hugged Rick again.

" I don’t you to worry about Amber. Think about how it is going to feel to have your son in your arms and YOU WILL HAVE HIM BACK." Rick hugged his mother again.

" I love you mom."

" I love you too." Rick, Bridget and Thorne the driver load up the limo. Thorne got into the limo next to Brooke who was waving at her children as they drove off. Thorne noticed the tears in his wife’s eyes.

"Honey, what is wrong? We are only going for a week." Brooke wiped a tear that had fallen from her cheek.

" I know but I have this strange feeling.." Thorne slid over and wrapped her arms around Brooke.

"They are grown and they are going to be just fine." Thorne kissed his wife on top of her head. Nothing can go wrong. We are going to enjoy ourselves. Just relax."

Carlos opened his eyes and wondered why he was sleeping in the guest room when he remembered Sofia. He crawled out of the bed and stood for a moment.

" I see that you still like to sleep in the nude." Carlos swore and wrapped his bed sheet around his waist. Sophia smiled and made her way over toward him from the hallway wearing another one of his shirts. She ran her finger around his chest and stroked his right nipple. Carlos caught her hand in a tight menacing grip.

" Don’t****ing play with me Sophia."

Sophia reached her hand away from his. She opened the shirt that she wore reveling her naked body. She stroked her nipple slowly with finger in a sexual manner." You used to like it when I****ed with you. You used to like it a lot."

" Well, I don’t like it now."

" Because of the blonde pretty little blonde Kristen Forrester?"

" What do you know about her?" Carlos eyes darkened.

" I wonder what she would say if she knew you were married." She doesn’t seem like the type to share. In fact, I do believe that she has had some man issues.

"We aren’t married. He haven’t been for 2 years."

"That is where you are so wrong my lover. I told you I never signed those papers. Call your lawyer, we are married. We spoke vows before our family and god and I will never all you to leave me." Sophia licked her lips and pressed her naked body against his. Her hand moved down his body and cupped her aroused shaft through the bedclothes. She stroked him. " See, you still want me. Let me remind you how good it can be." Carlos grabbed Sophia and threw her on the bed. She landed in a laugh and then parted her legs wife so that Carlos could see that she had started stroking herself arching her naked breast in the air. " Why don’t you stand there and watch, you used to like to see me play with myself." Carlos looked at her with disgust.

" I’m tired of your games. Get dressed. I’m going to call Luca and if I find that you are lying, I’ll break your****ing neck." Carlos walked out of the bedroom and cursed himself for allowing her to stay in his house. He couldn’t take the risk of Sophia getting to Kristen. He had thought that he was past this; he had stay married to Sophia for 3 years, 3 years of intense hell. He had a good thing with Kristin and he wasn’t going to allow his insane ex-wife get into the way. He would find a way to get rid of her. He almost allowed her to destroy him; he wouldn’t allow her to destroy his life or Kristen.

Taylor ran to open the front door. " Brooke and Thorne! Good, I tried calling you and I thought that I’d miss you." Thorne greeted his sister-in- law with a kiss Brooke greeted her with a hug.

" We figured that we would pick up the papers that we needed here and head out to the airport." They followed Taylor into the house and the living room. She went over the coffee table and gave the file to Brooke.

" Thanks, tell Ridge that I’m sorry that we didn’t get a chance to finish our meeting yesterday."

" It’s alright. He wrote some notes for you."

"Where is he?"

"He had to run to the store real quick, we ran out of Phoebe’s favorite cereal and she won’t eat thing this morning."

"Speaking of my nieces, since I won’t be here for their party, I wanted to give them these. Thorne patted a bag with two big boxes."

" Thorne it’s just a pool party."

" Yeah but when I was in the toy store, I saw them. I have a little something for Thomas too. Are they in their rooms?"

"The play room." Thorne took the bags and headed for the stair then he turned around and came back and kissed Brooke. He then winked at Taylor. Taylor smiled.

"God, you two still act as if you are on your honeymoon."

Brooke beamed thinking of the massage Thorne had given her last night. He always seemed to be pampering her. " I know."

" So?" Taylor rocked on her feet. "Thorne going to toy stores. You are practically beaming …is there something that you want to tell me?"

" I’m pregnant."

"I knew it." Taylor hugged Brooke. " I’m so happy for you."

" I’m happy too. This is the first time that I’m going to go through a pregnancy with a husband. It makes a difference, having someone to be there. And Thorne, god, he is so wonderful and happy. You should see the toys that he bought home yesterday and then he bought me this exquisite rocking chair." Taylor offered Brooke some herbal tea and they talked over hot muffins.

" He really loves you. I’ve always known that he would make a great father. And you did a wonderful job with Rick and Bridget. How are you feeling?"

"Great. At first I wondered if everything would be all right. I mean, I am in my late 30’s and the last time I was pregnant I miscarried." Taylor looked at Brooke for a moment and then put down her muffin.

"Brooke, you really were pregnant, weren’t you?" Brooke put down her muffin and got up.

"Yes. I know that nobody would believe me but I was."

"You didn’t let me see the test."

" You would have told Ridge about your baby and I was scared. I didn’t want to lose him. I loved him. When I lost my baby, in the back of my head I knew it was over. Ridge would never abandon his child. But I was pregnant Taylor. No matter what you think, I didn’t lie about that." Ridge stood there listening to Brooke talking to his wife. Brooke was talking about the miscarriage that she had suffered on their honeymoon. What had bought this about? Why was Brooke going into the past? Ridge moved silently to the kitchen unnoticed. After last night, the last thing that he wanted to do was to talk to Brooke or to Thorne.

" For what ever it means, I’m sorry that I accused you of lying about that." Brooke squeezed Taylor’s hand.

" Its all water under the bridge. You are happily married to Ridge and I am happily married to Thorne."

"Speaking of Thorne, I had better check on him. I’m sure the girls have conned him into playing with them and I know that you two have a flight to catch." Taylor left to find Thorne. Brooke picked up their empty dishes and headed down the other hallway to the huge kitchen. She placed the tray down and started to put the dishes in the sink when suddenly a figure popped out of nowhere. She jumped and dropped a dish.

"Oh shit! Ridge, you scared me!"

"Sorry Logan, I was putting Phoebe’s cereal away in the walk-in pantry." Brooke bent down to pick it up and cut her finger against the china.

"Ow!" Ridge rushed toward her and took her finger where blood was dripping from a cut. He turned the faucet on and then placed her finger under the cool water.

Brooke grimaced. " Watch it, that hurts." Ridge chuckled at bit.

" Still a big baby Logan?"

" You want to kiss it?" Brooke laughed. Ridge didn’t because in that moment he did. He wanted to take her finger inside of his mouth suckle it to the hurt went away. Ridge mentally cursed. He dropped her finger and backed away. What was happening to him? He was married. HAPPILY married to the most ineradicable woman in the world. He loved her. But now, all of the sudden, he was consumed with thought of Brooke. She was his ex-wife, his brother’s wife, and his friend. Brooke turned the faucet off. " I was only joking you know."

"Joking about what?" Thorne said as he came into the kitchen.

"My cut." Brooke waved her finger at Thorne. " I cut it and Ridge said that I was acting like a baby. I asked him if he wanted to kiss it. I guess Ridge thought I was serious." Thorne chuckled and shook his head at his brother. He took Brooke into his arms.

" I don’t know, I think that he did the right thing. If I came in here and found his lips on you, I would have had to defend your honor. Right Ridge?" Thorne joked. " But now, baby… I can kiss it." Brooke’s breath stopped as her husband got a sensuous look in his eye and gently placed kisses on her cut finger. Then he slipped her finger in his mouth. Brooke closed her eyes involuntary as a shiver went through her.

Ridge couldn’t believe his eyes, if he didn’t say anything soon, they be****ing right there in the middle of the floor. " Get a room you too." Brooke pulled her finger from Thorne’s lips.

" We will finish this later." Thorne walked Brooke back into the living room where Taylor was waiting.

"Ridge good, you are home. Did you get the cereal?"

"Yes."

" Did you hear the good news? Brooke and Thorne are having a baby."

" I heard."

"Brooke how far long are you."

"Around two months. In fact I think that I know the night that I got pregnant." Thorne looked surprised.

"You do?"

Taylor laughed. " I remember the night that I got pregnant with the twins. I’m quite sure it was a special moment for you Brooke."

" Yes it was." Brooke gave Thorne a special smile. " It was." Thorne looked at his watch.

" We had better get going we don’t to miss our flight." Brooke picked up her purse.

" Taylor, will you give Eric a number for a good therapist for Rick. He really needs to talk to someone."

"Sure Brooke. You two have a good trip." Thorne clapped Ridge on the back. " Thanks for the reports." Brooke and Thorne said their goodbyes and left. Taylor wrapped her arms around her husband.

"By the look on Brooke’s face, that must have been some night."

"Yeah, some night." Taylor nibbled on her husband’s chin.

"Maybe a night like we had yesterday." Ridge looked at the door where Thorne and Brooke had just left throught.

"Yeah, just like last nice."

Quinn got out of a limo wearing Ralf Lauren business suit carrying a suitcase. He walked into check-in watching Sonny Wallace. Sonny and his information was going to lead them to Victor. Quinn smiled at the lady behind the counter. He handed her his information.

" Mr. Washington, you are seated in first class."

" Thank you." He walked slowly. Using a hand signal that he knew that Wolfe would see he walked toward the correct gate to the flight. Communication would have to be cut during the flight at the moment. It would be all right; Sonny would be in their sight at all times. Wolfe who was already sitting in one of the passenger chairs reading a newspaper as a, nodded so slightly that no one could have known he was communicating to Quinn. Flight 108 was called and first class was called to board. Brooke came out of the bathroom and walked over toward Thorne.

"Are you alright?"

" Yes, just a little morning sickness. The cool water helped a great deal." Thorne felt her head. Come on, they called us. We will get you seated.. Thorne picked up his laptop and also Brooke’ s black makeup case that looked like a mini-suit case. Brooke had forgotten to check her bag in when she had started to get sick. He put his arm around Brooke’s waist as they boarded on the plane. Brooke sat down pressing a moist cloth against her neck while Thorne loaded her bag, makeup case and laptop in the overhead compartment. Thorne sat down and checked on Brooke.

" I’ll be alright honey. It’s worth, our baby is worth it." Thorne kissed her on top of her head. Brooke closed her eyes and laid her head against Thorne’s shoulder.

Sonny walked into the plane trying to calm down his excitement. He had gotten past security and now all he had to do is meet the check point in Monte Carlo to find out where he was to meet Victor’s men, then he’d be on his way to meeting Victor. Victor Andros was scary and he didn’t trust anybody, getting this job had been sure luck. By tomorrow at this time, he hoped to be a rich man. He put his black leather case down, it looked like a mini-suitcase, he found his seat and not wanting his bag to be out of his seat, he placed it under the seat ahead of him. He took off his jacket and couldn’t help to notice the couple sitting behind him, they were a beautiful pair, a blonde man and woman both wearing white. They were holding hands; her head lay on his shoulder. The woman was extremely beautiful and she must have felt his eyes on her, she opened them and then smiled. He was surprised; most women didn’t smile when they saw the scar. He quickly sat down, not knowing what to make of her. She obviously had the affection of her lover and he was a handsome man. Sonny picked up a magazine and didn’t notice the black man sitting across from him.

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