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

Chapter Sixteen: Thomas

            I came back home, earlier than I attended to, carrying a small pink Victoria Secret store bag. That Victoria Secret bag wasn't for me, of course. It was for Veronica. I found a beautiful leopard lace panty for her. Can't wait for her birthday to give it to her.

      "Thomas, thank goodness you're home," Caroline greeted as I entered the house. She looked so happy.

     "Hey," I greeted. Then I paused because I wanted to know why she seemed so happy. "Did I miss something?"

      "No why?" She asked.

      "No reason," I told her, "it's just that you seem so happy and so..."

     "So?" Caroline said urging me to go on. I was going to say "beautiful" but I remembered that was Dad's job.

     "Nothing," I said quickly. Caroline stared at me like I had two heads. I quickly changed the subject so I wouldn't feel awkward. "So why did you say 'thank goodness' that I was home?'"

       Did she miss me that much? I hope she did.

      "Well," Caroline said, "I wanted someone to be here to watch Douglas."

       I felt a slight pain in my heart. She didn't miss me? Of course she wouldn't.

     "Watch Douglas?" I echoed.

     "Yea," Caroline said. "I'm going to head out to see Ridge in a few at Forrester's"

     "Why?" I asked. Wasn't it enough to see him at home?

    "I want to thank him for buying me this beautiful dress from Milan," Caroline replied. Her face was so bright with joy and it made me sad. She was never so happy when we were together. Guess Dad is doing something right.

      "That's nice," I said. If I wanted to I could buy Caroline Milan had she just ask. Who needed a dress.

     "Yes he  is." Caroline beamed at me. She was definitely putting the sun out of business.

      Why don't you love me anymore Caroline? Why did you choose Dad whose twice your age?

      I felt the Victoria Secret bag slip out of my hands, interrupting my thoughts. I looked and saw that the bag was in Caroline's hands.

      "What's in the bag?" She asked. "Is it for me?"

     "Caroline-" I started but it was too late. She reached into the bag and pulled out the large leopard lace panty. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

     Caroline frowned as she held the large panty up. "Can't be for me," She said, "my butt aint that big."

       "It's for Veronica," I told her.

        "Oh," Caroline said and I could've sworn she looked a little hurt. "Of course. For her birthday right?"

        "Yea," I said, "for her birthday."

        Caroline placed the panty back in the bag.

       "You must really love this girl Thomas," She said. How she figure that? "To actually go to Victoria Secret, knowing that you just may be the only guy there, as well as to know your girlfriend's panty size? That's love." Was it now Caroline? I never once told Veronica that I loved her and I don't think I ever will. "I bet you don't even remember knowing my panty and bra size?"

       The funny thing was I did.

      "Size Small and 36B," I replied. I know that was a creepy thing to remember about your ex, but Caroline was special to me. She still is.