The Bold and the Beautiful: A Tale Of Demons And Undying Love.

Chapter Eleven: Brooke

           This may sound terrible butI wanted Bill to stay. I know that he's my sister's husband and all but there was something about him that I couldn't resist. The way he said my name made my heart beat fast. He wanted me as much as I wanted him. It pained me that I had to push him away and send him home but I guess it was for the best. He was Katie's husband. Not mine.

        "You okay now Logan?" came Ridge's voice. For a second there I had completely forgotten that Ridge was here hugging me for comfort. I looked up at Ridge and wiped away my tears.

        "Yes," I replied, "I'll be fine." I got out of Ridge's embrace and continued to slice the remaining pieces of the Rhubarb pie. "So, what brings you around so early?" I wasn't expecting Ridge over...or Bill.

     "Let's just say that I needed some one to talk to," Ridge replied as he pulled up a chair.

       He needed somebody to talk to? I looked at Ridge trying to read him. Though I knew this man for many years, I still couldn't figure him out. Ridge took in a breath.

     "It concerns Caroline," He continued and I froze. Caroline? Then it hit me. I remember that Ridge was telling me a week ago that he wanted to leave Caroline because he felt that she and Thomas should be together. I hope he didn't come to express how horrible he felt that he had left her. I listened as Ridge went on, "You remember I told you that I was thinking about divorcing Caroline?" Oh no hear it comes. "Well...I backed out."

       "What?" I asked. "What do you mean you backed out?" I knew what he meant but I wanted to know why.

      "Because...well...I love her Logan," He replied. "It's hard for me to let someone that I love go." He looked at me. "It always has been."

     "Ridge," I said softly, "if you really love Caroline you would want her to be happy."

     "I do Logan," Ridge cried, "I want her to be happy, no doubt about that. But to see her happy with Thomas? I'm not sure if I could do that."

      "A week ago none of this seemed like an issue," I said as I wrapped the last Rhubarb pie slice into foil. Ridge sighed. It sounded like a very sad sigh. I placed my hand on his. It was my turn to comfort him as he did me. "What are you afraid of?"

       "That he'll hurt her," He replied.

        "He won't," I said.

      "You're always so positive Logan," Ridge said as he gave a small smile. He took my hand in his, "how'd you do it?"

      I couldn't tell him why I was so positive because I didn't know why I was myself.

     "I just have a feeling about certain things," I answered. "And the feeling that I have of Thomas is that he will treat Caroline the way his father is treating her."

       And that put a smile on Ridge's face. I knew it would.

      "You always know how to say the right things Logan. You always did," Ridge said. "It was one of the main reasons why I was attracted to you." And he always knew how to flatter someone, which explained why so many women wanted him when we were much younger. "Do you remember how we first met?"

       "How could I forget," I said. Ridge took me back to good times when life was less complicated. "I was catering with my mom at your home."

     "And what a beautiful caterer you were," Ridge stated. I realized that he was being unusually sweet today. "You were in your twenties while I was in my fifties and-"

      I hit him playfully on his shoulder as we both laughed. "Oh please Ridge, you were in your twenties as well." And I must say he was very attractive back then. He still was.