Episode 325

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Evie lied hoping that Kevin would let go of her arm so that she could get the hell out of the restaurant before anything worse happened to her. She saw the way his dark eyes were fixed on her, his brow creased with fury and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. She’d most certainly picked the wrong mark and it showed.

“Is there a problem here?” JT stepped up to the two of them making his way beside Evie protectively.

“Yeah, there’s a problem,” Kevin glanced over at JT before stopping himself. “JT what are you doing here?”

“Getting ready to leave which is why I would like to know why you have your hands on my date,” JT frowned up at Kevin refusing to let go of the gruffness in his tone. “I don’t think she wants you manhandling her.”

“I’m not manhandling her,” Kevin objected releasing Evie from his grasp. He looked at her with a less than happy expression before focusing on JT again, “She just stole my wallet.”

“I so did not,” Evie mouthed in response glaring up at Kevin. “I did no such thing.”

“I felt you pull it from my pocket,” Kevin snapped back at her once again. He looked at her for a long moment before turning to JT. “I know she took my wallet.”

“She said she didn’t do it,” JT reminded Kevin with a shake of his head.

“She’s lying because I distinctly felt her reach into my pocket and swipe my wallet,” Kevin argued with him further, “Look JT I mean you no disrespect, but your little friend there took my wallet. I just want it back before we have to get any authorities involved in this.”

“You’re delusional,” Evie spat out at him taking a bold step forward, “Why in the world would I want your wallet?”

“I don’t know why, but the fact to the matter is that you took it,” Kevin glanced over at her seeing the way that her dark eyes were narrowing in anger at him. There was just something about the way she looked at him, something behind those eyes that had him seeing a younger version of himself. Shaking the thought he tried to put his own misspent youth out of his mind long enough to stay focused.

“Is that your wallet over there?” JT pointed to a leather bound wallet on the ground over near the register.

“Huh?” Kevin snapped out of his daze, “What?”

“Over there jerk off,” Evie marched over to the floor and bent down to pick up the wallet. “As you can see I wasn’t the one that took your damned wallet. You dropped it yourself.”

“I could’ve sworn that I,” Kevin began seeing all the eyes that were now watching the three of them intently.

“You were wrong,” Evie folded her arms in front of her chest after whipping the wallet over at Kevin.

“I…I guess I was,” Kevin tried to think of something to say wondering if he’d been wrong. He could have sworn she reached into his pocket and taken it, yet with it on the floor.

“I think you owe her an apology Kevin,” JT blurted out bluntly glaring up at his brother’s employee. “Well?”

“I’m…well, I guess I’m sorry,” Kevin stammered a bit focusing on the girl in front of him once again.

“Yeah you’d better be,” she wrinkled her nose at him, before waving her finger in his face, “It’s people like you who make me sick. You think because you see someone younger than you that they are automatically up to no good. You think the worst and in turn do things to hurt people who haven’t done anything wrong.”

“Look I said I’m sorry,” Kevin explained again, “If there’s anyway I can make it up to you then…”

“Well, you can start by paying for our breakfast since I think I’m going to be throwing mine up in a few minutes after what you’ve done here,” Evie seethed at him, pushing her dark hair behind her ear.

“Sure, I mean I guess I can. I really didn’t mean to accuse you like that,” Kevin offered up once again only to see her throw the bill at him before walking towards the door.

“Talk to the hand because the rest of me doesn’t give a damn,” she mouthed stubbornly stomping out of the restaurant and leaving Kevin and JT to watch her retreat.

“Look man, I’m really sorry about that,” Kevin turned to look at JT, “If I would have known she was your date, then I would have just…”

“Forget about it,” JT replied looking at the bill that Evie had thrown at Kevin, “In fact you don’t have to cover the bill. I can take care of it.”

“No, it’s okay,” Kevin shook his head dismissively, “I don’t mind. I didn’t mean to offend your friend. It’s just she’s so…”

“So what?” JT questioned.

“Nothing,” Kevin finally decided after a moment of contemplation, “I guess I should’ve looked at the floor before I started screaming at her.”

“It might be a smart idea for the next time you throw accusations at anyone,” JT agreed keeping his eye on the door that Evie walked out of, “And as for breakfast, thanks for taking care of the bill.”

“No problem,” Kevin answered seeing JT walk out to join the woman he’d been with. Watching them walk away Kevin couldn’t help but wonder if he’d met her somewhere before. She had something very familiar about her and while Kevin couldn’t quite place it, he had the feeling that his instincts couldn’t be off about her. He was certain she’d swiped his wallet, but he couldn’t prove it now.

“Hey what was that all about?” Ria questioned stepping up to place her hand on Kevin’s arm.

“I’m not really sure,” Kevin replied trying to push the encounter out of his mind. He turned to face Ria before motioning to the table they’d been seated at, “You ready to go?”

“Sure,” she nodded, “Just let me get my purse.”

“You’ve got it,” he mouthed watching her take one last walk to the table as he tried to put the strange encounter he’d had with JT and his pretty young date behind him.


“Deidra wait,” Dean reached out to her drawing her back before she could launch an attack on her husband. He glanced over at Andy wondering what he was doing at Ben and Diane’s in the first place as it was clear no one was expecting him to arrive at the door.

“Andy, what are you doing here?” Diane questioned pushing her way over to where he stood near her door.

“I thought I would bring over a housewarming gift,” he explained holding the bottle of wine out to her. “I had no idea that you were throwing a party.”

“Well we are and you’re not on the guest list,” Ben added with a huff his eyes narrowing up at the man who had caused so many problems for the two sisters over the years. Looking over at Deidra he could see that she was ready to attack should she be provoked in the slightest bit by Andy.

“Is that right?” Andy’s blue eyes narrowed in down at Ben, “because the last time I checked this was Diane’s house too and I would think that you would let her have some say in who should and shouldn’t be here.”

“Now really isn’t a good time Andy,” Diane began trying to be as polite as possible now that she was right in the middle of a potentially disastrous situation.

“No I think this is as good a time as any,” Andy pushed the bottle of wine into Diane’s chest before his eyes narrowed in over at Deidra, “What aren’t you going to give me a welcome home kiss since we haven’t seen one another in a while honey?”

“Oh please,” Deidra rolled her eyes at him, “I’m sure you’ve had more than your share of kisses from everyone else in town. You don’t need mine.”

“It would appear that you aren’t exactly lacking in the kiss department there either,” Andy quipped with a sarcastic smirk before turning his attention to Dean. He held his hand out to Dean and spoke up again, “Hi I’m her husband and I’ll assume that you’re her means of getting revenge on me because of the tiff we had.”

Deidra slapped his hand away from Dean’s before they could make any contact with one another. Frowning Deidra pushed out of Dean’s arms and glared up at Andy. “What the hell is wrong with you? Did you figure you didn’t make me miserable enough in Florida, so you came here to finish the job?”

“It looks like you’re finishing the job all on your own with your boy toy over there,” Andy snarled down at her, watching the way she placed her hands on her hips in a defiant stance, “Besides don’t flatter yourself Deidra because I can assure you that the reason I’m back in town has absolutely nothing to do with you and everything to do with me.”

“It sounds like the story of your life, but as much as I would want to believe that was the case, your little phone call you left on my answering machine leads me to believe differently,” Deidra shot back at him icily, “but I didn’t expect you would show up at my sister’s house like this.”

“Funny because I would’ve thought you’d see that I enjoyed her company more,” Andy spoke up with a sharp tone, his blue eyes giving Diane a lecherous once over before he turned to Deidra once again, “She was always the one who knew how to have fun in the family.”

“Yeah I’ll bet,” Deidra raised her hand as if she was going to slap Andy, but Dean prevented her by doing so when he stepped in between them.

“I think we should just all cool down,” Dean offered up hoping to get a distance between Andy and Deidra.

“Oh no please don’t stop her on my account. My wife is known to fly off the handle. She’s got bouts of depression that carry over her and she’s been dealing with that and all of her other inadequacies all of her life,” Andy mouthed in a dry, hollow tone before turning to Diane, “I truly didn’t realize you were having a party tonight. I would’ve called first had I known that you had her here.”

“Like it would matter considering that you live to make me miserable,” Deidra shot back at him feeling Dean’s hand on her shoulder.

“Why don’t we just go off into the kitchen and get those drinks we talked about earlier?” Dean suggested trying to scoot Deidra into the other room.

“That’s right. Why don’t you find a corner to go make out with her in so that she can forget about the real man that tossed her to the curb,” Andy blurted out with an icy tone.

“You know what…” Dean felt himself losing his cool at Andy’s condescending attitude.

“I think it’s time for you to leave,” Ben pushed the front door open further before moving in closer to Andy, “I’ll even walk you to your car if you would like.”

“I’ll find my own way out,” Andy mouthed smugly before turning to Diane, “I’ll call you later. You take care and again I’m sorry I ruined your evening.”

Diane nodded not saying a word as Andy walked to the door. She watched Andy and Ben exchange glares with one another before Ben slammed the door behind Andy’s exit. Once he was gone Diane turned around to see her sister staring at her fury building behind her eyes.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing spending time with him? After all he’s done to hurt me, how in the hell could you invite him into our lives again Diane?” Deidra spoke up in an accusatory tone letting Diane know that this night had gone from easygoing to a living nightmare in the blink of an eye now that Andy had made his mark on the evening.


Brant felt a moment of worry press over him, his thoughts returning to what Ken would say in seeing Angela. There was no denying that she looked just like Avery, but the question was how would Ken react? Judging by the look on Ken’s face Brant knew he needed to act fast before this situation took a spin in the wrong direction.

“Ken this is Angela,” Brant spoke up hurriedly seeing the strange look his brother was giving him.

“Angela?” Ken glanced over at her for a long moment, “Wow for a second there I could’ve sworn that you were…”

“Someone else,” Brant cut him off refusing to give Ken a chance to say something to upset Angela. “Hey it happens all the time around here. I mean look at Ken and I…”

“I am looking at the both of you,” Angela shifted her gaze between the two men before turning to Brant again.

“We’re twins,” Brant informed her stating what was plainly obvious to everyone in the room.

“Oh my God,” Angela gasped a sudden realization hitting her. “That must be why we’re having twins because you’re a twin.”

“What?” Ken blinked back at the both of them.

“That’s right,” Brant informed his brother with a firm warning look, “Angela and I are having twins with each other.”

“How did you manage that one?” Ken quipped unable to contain himself. “I mean that seems fast doesn’t it?”

“We met a while ago,” Angela explained turning to face Ken again, still feeling Brant’s arms around her. “He and I hooked up with one another on an island…”

“At Christmas time,” Brant added throwing another glare out at Ken.

“Really?” Ken’s eyes widened before understanding poured in over him. “Oh you mean you two met on the island…”

“That’s right,” Brant nodded quickly.

“Well, I can certainly see what it is that Brant took to you for,” Ken noted catching the ‘I’m going to kill you’ look that Brant was issuing him. “I mean, it’s nice to meet you…Angela was it?”

“That’s right,” she stepped forward reaching out to shake his hand. “It’s nice to meet you too Ken.”

“Tell me something,” Ken couldn’t help but ask once he’d finished shaking her hand, “How did you two find one another exactly?”

“You mean on the island or in Coral Valley?” Angela asked curiously.

“How about both?” Ken suggested watching Brant shake his fist at him.

“Well, we were both having a not so great Christmas and that’s when we met,” Angela confessed with a warm smile taking the time to talk with Ken about things.

“Yeah, you remember what Christmas was like, don’t you Ken? You know back when you and Caitlin thought it was nice to treat me like dirt,” Brant grumbled back at his brother.

“Whose Caitlin?” Angela questioned curiously.

“That’s not important right now,” Brant waved his hand dismissively, “but what is important is that Ken should know just how much you mean to me. I mean every time he’s been in love in the past I’ve supported him and even forgave him for some mistakes he’s made.”

“Brant, I really don’t think that…” Ken shifted on his feet uneasily.

“Am I missing something here?” Angela couldn’t help but ask suddenly sensing tension between them.

“No, not really other than the fact that Ken slept with my wife at one point in time, isn’t that right Ken?” Brant tossed out a firm warning look at his brother urging him to stop before he started.

“It was a mistake,” Ken replied opting to just let the matter go for now with Brant. “I wasn’t myself.”

“Oh my,” Angela couldn’t help but gasp in surprise. “Look you both don’t have to get into this considering that…”

“It was a long time ago and in the end it worked out for the best since she wasn’t the one I was meant to be with anyways,” Brant added with the beginnings of a smile. “I mean if I would’ve been with her, I never would’ve found the woman I was supposed to be with, now would I?”

“It’s funny how fate has a way of working itself out,” Angela turned to look at Brant with a small smile.

“I’ll second that,” Ken nodded in response hearing the sound of footsteps in the doorway. Before he could say anything further Wendy walked in wearing a bright smile.

“There you are,” Wendy wrapped her arms around Ken’s waist. “I thought I lost you for a second there.”

“Actually I was talking to Brant and,” Ken started to explain as Wendy glanced over at Brant and Angela.

“Oh hey Brant,” she waved with a wide smile unaware of the circumstances surrounding the tense meeting between the brothers, “hi Avery.”


“Oh my, do you think they are actually going to be ready for us?” Guy questioned fixing his shirt as he felt Gabe place his hand on his shoulder as Guy took in a deep breath. “I don’t want to be here too early if they are busy and…”

“Guy, calm down,” Gabe hushed looking down into Guy’s worried eyes, feeling Brittany squeeze his hand tighter as Gabe let out a small laugh. “If anything, I think we are about two minutes late. I’m sure everything is going to be ready with Russ and Avery. Trust me.”

“Why are worrying so much Guy?” Brittany stepped forward to look up at Guy as they stepped onto the porch of Russ and Avery’s house. “I mean, it’s your sister right?”

“It’s just a grown up thing honey,” Gabe informed her kneeling down to her height and reaching out to hug her in his arms tightly before pushing back her hair gently. “Sometimes we freak out about the weirdest things. You might not believe it, but sometimes I act this way too.”

“I know grown ups freak out,” Brittany whispered seeing Guy smile and reach down to pick her up after Gabe stood up. “All grown ups are just weird I tell you.”

“Well, I can’t say you’re wrong,” Guy chuckled touching Brittany’s nose playfully feeling her arms wrap around his neck before he reached out to ring the doorbell. “Sometimes us old people are just plain crazy.”

“Tell me about it,” she sighed heavily getting a laugh out of both Gabe and Guy before the front door opened for them to see Russ standing before them with a bright smile.

“Hey guys,” Russell opened the door a bit more motioning them to come in before closing the door behind them. “Avery is just getting the baby ready for a nap, she’ll be done in a second.”

“We can come back later if you would like,” Guy informed Russell nearly blurting out his words as he set Brittany down on the floor, seeing Brittany stare up at Russ with her curious eyes. “You want us to do that?”

“Nope, I’m here,” Avery’s voice spoke up in the room as she stepped into the room with Erin in her arms. “The little one here doesn’t want to go to sleep. She heard company and wanted to see what the fuss was about.”

“A baby,” Brittany stepped forward towards Avery holding onto Gabe’s hand tightly as a wide smile spread out over her young features. “Oh wow, can I see her?”

“Actually,” Russ spoke up wanting to give Avery and her brother a bit of alone time, so he carefully grabbed Erin from Avery’s arms cradling her close to him. “How about you come to her room with me and I might even let you hold her.”

“That sounds great,” Brittany excitedly answered following Russ with Gabe at her side. “We’ll be back in a couple minutes Guy. I promise.”

“No problem kiddo,” Guy waved goodbye before looking back towards Avery offering up a small smile. Guy stepped forward reaching out to Avery giving her a strong hug, feeling her pat him on the back gently. “How are you doing sis?”

“I’m doing pretty good,” she answered quietly taking a step back thinking things over before walking over towards the couch, motioning Guy to follow her. “How about you kiddo? How are you doing?”

“Oh, me? I’ve never been better,” Guy half laughed seeing Avery’s dark eyes staring out into his as he shrugged his shoulders and slumped down in the couch. A long sigh escaped his lips knowing that Avery could tell he as lying to her. “Okay, so I’m not doing that great. I was just thinking about mom and…”

“You know, you shouldn’t let her upset you like this,” she pointed out reaching out to squeeze Guy’s shoulder gently seeing his eyes look up at her as she spoke. “I know it’s hard to do, but you have to let her go. The only thing she is going to do is cause trouble for you. You know that just as well as I do.”

“I know Avery, it’s just I can’t believe I couldn’t see her for what she was,” he gulped down thinking about the past and how much he had tried to protect and stand up for Brooke in the past. “Trust me though, I want nothing to do with her right now. Actually, I don’t want her in my life at all if you get my point.”

“I don’t blame you,” Avery took in a deep breath reaching out to pat Guy on the knee gently thinking about earlier and how Richard had come over. “You know, you just missed dad and Judy.”

“Oh really? Well, I will catch up with them later,” Guy reached his left hand up and pushed back his short brown hair, taking in a deep breath as he thought. “I’m sorry Avery. I’m sorry for being such a jerk all that time. I never knew what she was capable of and…”

“It’s okay sweetheart,” Avery hushed him worried about her little brother as she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around him tightly. There was a pain that they would both have over their mother for a long time, but no matter what they did it would never go away. “You didn’t know and I wish you never did.”

“Well, I had to open my eyes one day,” Guy breathed in deeply thinking about his mother, holding Avery in his arms tightly. All that time his mother was his world, but in the reality of things--she would have been his ending if he didn’t see her for who she was. “I love you sis. You and dad are the only family I need.”


“So how are things really going?” Gabe questioned taking note of the exhaustion behind Russell’s eyes. “Having late nights around here?”

“Among other things,” Russ nodded turning to look at Gabe. “I mean Erin’s great, but…”

“Avery’s still upset about Brooke,” Gabe replied knowingly before offering a sympathetic nod, “She put them through a lot especially Avery. When you were gone Brooke did a lot of horrible things to Avery--things that I know have to be still hurting her.”

“I’m aware of that, but I just don’t know how to help her. It doesn’t help the situation that Brant decided to take Avery’s stability in her career away from her by firing her,” Russ sighed heavily watching Brittany talk to Erin as Erin was in her seat on the couch. “It’s just all so overwhelming.”

“I just don’t understand how a parent could be that way to their children,” Gabe added knowingly, “And Brant, well I don’t expect much from that family given how much of a tyrant Nicholas was… I mean…Russ, Guy told me about him being your father, but I really wasn‘t thinking about you when I just said…”

“It’s okay,” Russ nodded stopping Gabe from apologizing. “I don’t consider myself to be one of them. I’m far from it, so you don’t have to spare my feelings when it comes to telling me how horrible Nicholas was. He’s nothing to me other than someone I’d like to see punished for what he’s done.”

“I only met him once when he was dealing with an associate of mine, but it was one time too many if you ask me,” Gabe pointed out with a small frown, “Though with Avery, I’m glad that she has you here with her. I know I try to be there for Guy, but he’s not really talking about it. He’s holding it all in no doubt trying to be strong in his own way, but I know this has to be killing him.”

“Especially considering that he’s always been close to Brooke,” Russell added with a heavy sigh. “I just don’t understand why that woman couldn’t just get over herself long enough to start thinking about what was best for her children. She could’ve avoided so many horrible things for everyone if she would’ve just grown up.”

“Some people never do,” Gabe informed him with another sigh, “I mean take my ex-wife Noelle for example. Granted our marriage falling to pieces was my fault, but I have always tried to do what was best for her and Brittany. Sure, I wasn’t honest with her about my sexuality when I married her and I wouldn’t blame her for hating me until the end of time, but what happened with the two of us should be between us, not put on Brittany. I’ve tried to do everything in my power to make things right, but Noelle is just so set on hating me that she won’t hear of it.”

“I take it she’s still pushing on the custody issue, huh?” Russ remembered all that was happening with Gabe and Noelle before he’d vanished from town.

Gabe nodded, “Ironic isn’t it? She doesn’t have enough time for Brittany--hasn’t seen her in months, yet she’s wanting to go to court to get full custody of our daughter simply so that I’d be obligated to give her even more than I already have. The sad part about it is that I have never denied anything that she has asked of me other than her wanting to ship Brittany off to boarding school. I refuse to let my daughter be raised by strangers when I’m perfectly capable of being with her.”

“I wouldn’t let anyone take my daughter away from me for the world,” Russ nodded firmly, “So I’m with you on that.”

“Even so, I think Noelle is convinced that the courts will be sympathetic to her since she is Brittany’s mother,” Gabe continued to explain.

“Yes, but Brooke was a classic example that not all mothers are good for their children,” Russ reminded him pointedly, “I’m sure that any judge will see that.”

“I hope so. I mean I don’t want to keep Noelle from Brittany, but I can’t risk losing my daughter when I know that I need her in my life. I can’t imagine not spending as much time as I do with her watching her growing up more and more each day,” Gabe continued to relay to him. “I’ve grown so attached to her and to have someone tell me I can’t be with her…”

“It won’t happen,” Russ promised knowing that there was no way that Noelle would be able to prove that Gabe wasn’t a good father. “Tell me did you find yourself a good lawyer?”

“I’ve got a few friends I’ve been speaking with about the subject, but I’m always up for advice,” Gabe replied eagerly, “Anything helps.”

“Well you could always ask Avery or Grady to help. I’m sure that either one of them would do a hell of job in getting the courts to see you’re the one to keep Brittany. Avery’s one of the best and now that Brant isn’t monopolizing her time, I’m sure she’d more than welcome the challenge. You already know she’s a big supporter of the cause given that she’s seen first hand how a destructive mother is anything but good for a child.”

“Maybe I will talk to her. I feel comfortable with her and…” Gabe started pondering the thought.

“Daddy,” Brittany rushed up and over to her father. “Have you seen Erin? Isn’t she so cute? Come on you have to look at her closer. She makes the funniest faces.”

“They aren’t funny,” Gabe wrinkled his nose at his daughter. “She’s just little and…”

“Sure they are,” Russ smiled at Brittany letting Gabe know that it was okay, “She thinks she’s a comedian already. She likes to hear jokes, do you know any good ones?”

“You bet I do,” Brittany nodded rushing over to Erin’s side once again. “Look at her hands dad. She’s so little.”

“Yes she is,” Gabe walked over to his daughter, “You know you were that little once upon a time.”

“Really?” Brittany’s eyes widened curiously. She turned to her father again and smiled up at him eagerly, “Dad, do you think we can get a little baby like Erin? I would really love to have a little baby to play with all the time…”

“Well I don’t really know if we will do that right now,” Gabe replied nervously exchanging looks with Russ, “but we can think about it.”

“Cool,” Brittany squealed turning to Russ, “Do you think I can hold her?”

“Well I don’t know if Russ wants you to…” Gabe replied worriedly knowing that Brittany hadn’t had much experience with babies.

“Only if you sit on the couch right here,” Russ motioned to the sofa beside him. “Your daddy can get you a pillow and you can hold her if he sits next to you.”

“Okay,” Brittany replied leaping onto the couch, “I’m really good at this. I have lots of baby dolls and I take really, really good care of each and every one of them.”

“I’m sure that you do,” Russell smiled down at her reaching out to pick his daughter up. He carefully held her into his arms before lowering her down to Brittany to hold.

“Wow, she’s so tiny,” Brittany exclaimed turning her eyes up to her father, “She’s so cute daddy. Can’t we have a baby like Erin too? Please.”

“We’ll see,” Gabe offered up bringing his arm around his daughter’s shoulders as he tried to keep from making promises to her that he wasn’t sure he’d be able to keep. Seeing her with Erin only further reminded him of the time he’d already missed out on with Brittany and he vowed that he wasn’t about to let Noelle steal any more of it from him. He would be with his daughter one way or another.


“Kyle, what are you talking about?” Sarah’s eyes narrowed out at the two men seeing the way that Grady’s green eyes were staring out at Kyle. “Kyle, what mistake are you going to make?”

“Sarah,” Kyle fought to find words as he stood next to Grady on the porch, feeling his breath taken out of his lungs and if he was going to continue to speak he would most likely tell her what he was really talking about and that wouldn’t be such a good thing. “You see, I was telling Grady about…,”

“A bet he was going to make for some sports,” Grady answered quickly for Kyle seeing the way Kyle’s hazel eyes looked over at him before Kyle nodded slowly. “You know me and Kyle, we played for that football team which means we are always going to be big supporters of that team. So, Kyle and I were going to put a big bet down on them to win, but Kyle was trying to remind me that if he did this he might make a huge mistake.”

“And why is that?” Sarah eyed Grady over carefully seeing Grady look over to Kyle for the answer as Kyle slid his hands into his pockets and thought things over for a second. “Well?”

“It’s a football thing,” Kyle spoke up carefully seeing Grady nod as he spoke slowly. Kyle wrapped his arm around Grady’s shoulders before smiling widely and speaking up again. “You see the team just made a horrible play in the last game and ended up losing just because of one mistake. We noticed that it has been happening quite a lot and I think the team seems to be going down. So, if I put a bet on it I would have made a mistake. Now I know I can lose some money, but the amount we were thinking about might hurt me just a little bit.”

“Well, that wouldn’t be good. Betting on things isn’t good anyways,” Sarah reached out to grab Kyle’s hands in hers leading him back into the room as Kyle shot Grady a pleading look so Grady would follow them. Sarah tugged Kyle into the living room motioning him to sit down on the couch before she sat in his lap feeling him place his hand over hers gently. “I don’t know why you two like football so much anyways.”

“I’m more of a baseball guy,” Kyle blurted out not even noticing what he said as Grady shot him a small look and Kyle cleared his throat uneasily. “But me and Grady had thought about starting a fantasy football league, we just didn’t know if it was worth the effort.”

“Oh, anyways,” Sarah didn’t even bother to take in what Kyle said before she got off his lap and sat down next to him placing her hand on his leg. “So, what do you have planned today? I was hoping you were actually available to spend some time together.”

“Actually,” Kyle got up from the couch grabbing his leather jacket from the chair before shrugging his shoulders. Kyle backed up slowly with Grady at his side before giving her a small frown. “Were going to go back to work. You know, to help clear Diego’s name.”

“You’re serious?” Sarah frowned seeing him nod slowly as she got up and saw him stop at the door for her. She reached out to squeeze his hand in hers gently before feeling him press a small kiss against her lips. “I guess you could go then, it’s for a good cause I suppose. I can come and help you know.”

“Trust me, I don’t think that is a good idea,” Kyle inhaled deeply feeling Grady elbow him in the ribs as Kyle let out a small wince before giving Sarah his attention again. “It’s clear that Cori hates you and the only way we are going to get the truth out of Cori is to confront her without you, but I promise I will be back.”

“Alright,” Sarah sighed deeply feeling his hand slip out of hers before he quickly walked out the door and to the car with Grady. “This is just wonderful, I’m alone--again.”


“Okay, so like I was saying,” Kellen began sitting down on the couch and hanging his legs over the side as Kipp walked over towards the couch. “Last night, I just happened to be the king of kings with Heather Babes.”

“How so?” Kipp’s interest perked up at the name of Charles’s mother and Kellen’s best friend. Kipp walked over towards the computer desk pulling out a few disks before meeting Kellen’s blue eyes again. “What did you do now?”

“Yesterday, you remember how we had that big shoot to do with Heather and me?” Kellen grinned widely seeing Kipp nod slowly as Kellen held up his hand showing the bandage that covered it. “Well, I got hurt and it looked as if the show would not go on, but Kyle Houston was there. You’re going to love this.”

“A story with Heather, I might be okay with Kellen,” Kipp pointed out pushing back his short hair before letting out a small laugh and walking over towards the CD player. “But Kyle Houston walking is more of your thing. He’s not my type.”

“Stop being silly, I have a good story here,” Kellen grabbed the pillow from underneath him throwing it over at Kipp and hitting him in the back of the head with it. “Anyways, I get Kyle to say yes to doing the photo shoot because Heather needed an extra set of hands.”

“Ah I see,” Kipp nodded slowly turning the song down a bit before turning around to pick up the pillow. Kipp swung it around in his fingers for a moment before throwing the pillow over at Kellen. “Anyways?”

“Kyle gets dressed and I have to tell you--he looked good. He looked like a true god walking out in only his boxers and nothing else. That boy looks so good and…,” Kellen went to say more before meeting Kipp’s dark glare making him let out a hesitant laugh. “Trust me honey, no one looks better than you. I’m just stating Heather’s opinion here.”

“And how do you know Heather’s opinion?” Kipp wiggled his eyebrow at Kellen stretching out his back muscles before walking into the kitchen quickly. “Go on.”

“You know what the shoot was supposed to be like, right?” Kellen questioned loudly seeing Kipp walk back into the room with his hands over his chest as Kellen let out a small laugh and nodded slowly. “Well anyways towards the end, I could feel some tension and then it happened.”

“What happened?” Kipp muttered seeing Kellen swing his legs over the back of the couch and hang his head down at the bottom. “Kellen? Come on, you’re stopping at the good part.”

“Kyle does this full blown kiss, it was like an explosion going off. Heather was melting in his arms and Kyle’s tongue,” Kellen went to go on before nodding slowly. “You have to trust me on this Kipp, that was the sexiest kiss I have ever seen. It’s like in the movies when that one special kiss happens. You should have been there to see it, Kyle and Heather belong together Kipp.”

“Now I think you’re dreaming,” Kipp chuckled hearing the doorbell ring as Kellen shook his head slowly letting out a small laugh. “Come on, Heather and Kyle? The Kyle that’s getting married to Heather’s sister? No Kellen, making stories aren’t always nice.”

“Making stories,” Kellen gasped seeing the door open telling him one thing, it was Heather. Only Heather had a key to the house and he was right, Heather walked into the room not even seconds later. “Heather Babes.”

“Why didn’t you open the door? I rang the bell a couple of times,” Heather pointed out seeing the way that Kellen was sitting on the couch and she let out a small laugh. “You know, all your blood is rushing to your brain right now and your face is totally red.”

“Well hello to you too,” Kellen chuckled seeing Heather walk over towards Charles’s room before he grabbed the pillow moving it in front of his lips. “Hey Heather, who am I?”

Heather turned around to see Kellen grab the pillow and pull it in for a kiss squeezing it tightly to him before letting out a few small noises.

“Oh Heather,” Kellen grumbled hearing Kipp let out a small laugh from the background as he started to lick the pillow, seeing Heather approach him as she glared down at him. Kellen wiggled his eyebrows at her before speaking up in a high pitched voice. “Oh Kyle, I want you so bad. I want your big…”

“Have a nice fall Kellen,” Heather placed her foot over Kellen’s chest making him fall back to the ground in a loud thud making him let out a small groan as she shook her head slowly. “I blame you for what happened last night. Kyle would have never done that if you…”

“Oh bull Heather,” Kellen blurted out getting to his knees before fixing the bandage on his hand. “You know just as well as me that the guy is head over heels in love with you.”

“I’m going to go see Charles,” Heather informed Kipp seeing Kipp’s confused dark eyes look into hers as she walked toward the back hallway. “You know where you can find me.”

“You weren’t lying,” Kipp pointed out confused as he saw Kellen get up to his feet slowly and let out a small laugh. “Oh wow, that really happened? I think you’re in trouble with her now buddy.”

“She’s just in denial,” Kellen muttered to himself flipping his head back before letting out a tight breath. “Trust me, major denial.”


“Can you believe the nerve of some people?” Evie huffed bringing her arms up over her chest. She turned around to face JT after he walked out of the restaurant and frowned, “I mean what a jerk to sit there and accuse me of stealing his wallet like that. Really where does he get off in doing something like that? What a creep!”

“He can say it because you did it,” JT tossed out at her with a scowl. “I saw you toss it across the restaurant Evie.”

“I didn’t,” she shook her head at him, “JT I never touched it.”

“Cut the lies,” he snapped at her, shaking his head disapprovingly. “I saw you pull it out of your purse and throw it over towards the counter while he and I were arguing. What were you thinking?”

“JT, you saw wrong. I wasn’t…” she stammered a bit.

“Stop lying!” he snapped at her having had more than enough of her game. “Evie, do you have any idea who you just stole from? That man happens to work for my brother. He’s an ex-boxer who worked for my brother’s father--for the mafia no less and here you are thinking you’re big stuff in picking his pocket. Do you have any idea what he could have done to you if he wanted to?”

“He couldn’t prove anything,” she frowned up at him, “I’m not stupid. I worked my way out of that situation.”

“You never should’ve been in that situation in the first place. Can’t you see that you’re falling into the same cycle of repeating the same mistakes over and over again,” he continued to snap at her pulling her further away from the restaurant. “You’re never going to learn, are you?”

“Look JT, I was just trying to…” she pleaded with him watching him turn away, “JT wait. Where are you going?”

“Away from you because it’s clear that the only place you want to take yourself to is jail. It’s obvious that you want to spend your time behind bars and I’m not going to sit back and watch that happen. I tried to help, but when it gets down to it, you can’t help anyone but yourself, so that’s what I’m doing.”

He started to walk down the street and she watched him horrified before chasing after him. “JT please wait.”

“I’ve heard more than enough Evie,” he waved his hands in the air, “I’m done with it. I’m done with trying to help you when it’s clear the only place you’re happy is when you’re hurting yourself.”

“No, JT I’m not like that. It’s just that you don’t understand,” she pleaded with him, her voice coming out desperate and needy, “JT my life isn’t easy.”

“Whose is?” he spun around to face her with a frown. “A lot of people have problems Evie, but that doesn’t excuse what you’re doing. People find a way to fix their situations if they want to. They try to find a way out of them…”

“I haven’t been able to do that,” she explained urgently.

“Because you haven’t wanted to. You see it’s easier to pick a wallet out of a guy’s pocket than to earn money the right way,” he shook his head at her, “That’s something that only you can change.”

“Look I’m not doing it for me. I’m doing it because…” she paused tears burning behind her dark eyes, “JT I haven’t exactly had an easy life.”

“Who has had that Evie?” he frowned back at her seeing her tears overtake her.

“Look, I quit school when I was sixteen and I never went back because I spent my time taking care of my mom,” Evie informed him bitterly, “My parents split around the time I was fourteen and she took it hard--really hard. Here my dad is living the high life, but he doesn’t send a dime our way. He sent child support for a while, but my mom started blowing it all on cocaine. She is an addict and we live in this dump of an apartment with one another. She’s constantly strung out and since my father isn’t obligated to take care of me anymore, well you do the math.”

“Look Evie I’m…” JT began with a frown.

“Yeah I know you’re disappointed in me, but hey take a number. Unlike you I don’t do what I do because I’ve been ignored by my big time Hollywood producer father. I do what I have to because if I don’t I’m going to starve to death. I do what I can to take care of my mother because despite the fact that she probably doesn’t even know who she is half of the time, she still is my mother and I can’t let her die.”

“Even so…” JT started.

“Ever since I can remember this was all I’ve known,” she continued tears pouring down her face, “My father didn’t exactly teach me how to be on the up and up. He taught me what I needed to survive and after he left, I clung to that. I couldn’t sit back and become what my mother is, so I did my own thing and yes I know it’s wrong, but what other choice do I have? Who else is going to take care of me considering that neither one of my parents gave a damn enough to worry about where I’d be in the future?”

“Look Evie, I’m…” he took a small step towards her.

“Save it JT. You don’t like what I am and I most certainly don’t need your pity. I’m sorry I can’t be a perfect upstanding person like you want me to be. I’m sorry that you can’t accept who I am, but I’m not exactly at a point in my life where I can change,” she started to walk away only to feel his hand on her arm.

“That’s what I wanted from you. This is what we needed,” he urged her to turn around and meet his worried gaze. “I wanted you to stop with the lies and now that I know…”

“You see me as weak and pathetic and maybe I am pathetic,” she began in a rant.

“You aren’t pathetic, and you need to see that there are alternatives,” he stared with a heavy sigh. “I mean look at what you’re doing at the bar. Sure, maybe you weren’t looking for the job, but it found you and if you stop stealing then you might be able to establish a new life for yourself. If you stop fighting the help that’s in front of you, you may actually find that you get ahead on things.”

“Right now all I want to do is stop having you looking at me like I’m someone to pity. I want you to see me as what I am really,” she explained with a small sob feeling him reach out to touch her cheek gently.

“I do see you for what you are,” he moved in closer to her bending down to bring his lips just over hers, “and now that you’ve stopped lying to me we’ll have something to work on with one another.”

“I don’t want to be your pet project JT. I want to be more than that. I want you to stop thinking about me as a charity case and more like someone that you could fall for,” she blurted out behind damp lashes.

“That’s where the problem comes in,” he confessed in a small whisper inching his lips over hers, “I already do see you that way and that’s what scares the life out of me.”

“But…” she stammered moving to say something more when she felt his lips collide with hers tasting them in a soft, yet yearning kiss. She threw her arms around his neck hugging him to her and wanting oh so much more from him, but his holding her was a good start. Once they parted she found herself gazing back up into his eyes.

“How about we forget about this right now and go shopping like we planned on?” he suggested in a soft, teasing tone, “I’ll buy you something for work and then we’ll go back to my place for a while and kick back with a movie and dinner later or something. What do you say?”

“It sounds like heaven,” she smiled up at him, “And JT?”

“Yes?” he questioned lacing her fingers in his.

“Thanks for not giving up on me yet,” she squeezed his hand gently, “because that means everything to me.”

“As long as you stop getting into trouble we won’t have a problem. If you quit with the stealing and let me help you, then I’m sure we’ll be more than okay,” he promised hoping that sooner or later Evie would realize that the life she had been living was one that was far from where she was meant to be. Maybe together they could move past both of their past demons and have a happy life somehow. It was a nice thought anyways.


“I hate this stupid place,” Nate grabbed the boxing gloves from the side of the gym putting them on slowly before walking over towards the back of Rob’s gym. In the back there was a place for people to go practice boxing and since today was going slow, Nate figured it might be a good time to try and practice a bit. Nate walked over towards the person in charge of marking the ring before patting him on the back. “Hey Jefferson, I’m going in. Who am I going up against?”

“No one big,” the guy replied seeing Nate grab his head gear before putting in on carefully. “He’s new at it, I’m sure you can teach him one or two things.”

“Alright, cool,” Nate smiled widely jumping up to the side of the ring before getting in slowly. Nate met the other boxer in the middle of the ring before hitting knuckles with him. “You ready to do this?”

“As ready as I will ever be,” the guy answered back seeing Nate take a step back before bouncing up and down slowly to stretch out. “Are you a professional.”

“I like to fight, I don’t have a death wish,” Nate answered with a small chuckle seeing Jefferson get in the ring and motion the two of them to start fighting. Nate stepped forward seeing the guy before him take a swing as he ducked and took a quick swing at the guy getting him in the center of the jaw. “You have to be quicker son little man.”

“I’ll show you quick,” the guy replied going to hit Nate again feeling Nate grab his arm and hold him in place hitting him a couple times before letting him go, hitting him a final time and knocking him down to the ground.

“You better get up little man,” Nate teased the guy further seeing him get up on the count of four and normally in Rob’s gym the count would last until five. “Alright, there you go. Try harder, I won’t hit you, I promise.”

“Alright,” the guy nodded going to hit Nate again only to have Nate catch him and trip him with his legs as he let out a small grunt. “Don’t hold back, I want you to try and hit me.”

“Okay,” Nate agreed seeing the guy get up and Nate put his mouth guard in stretching out his neck muscles before moving forward dodging another hit before hitting the guy multiple times taking him down for the count of five. “Round two?”

“Sure,” Jefferson nodded seeing the other guy get up before he motioned Nate and the kid to do it again. “Start.”

“You got to be quick,” Nate whispered putting his mouth guard back in before hearing someone call out his name. Nate turned to the side seeing Cori on the edge of the ring as he stopped to see what she wanted only to feel a fist collide with his face making him fall to the ground. “Damn.”

“Oh wow,” Cori laughed seeing him try and pull himself off the ground, but the count of five came before he was up. “I guess I just made you lose, didn’t I?”

“Funny,” Nate threw off the gloves and headgear before following Cori out of the room and back to he front. “You think you are perfect don’t you? I think you are perfect, but damn you are a bitch.”

“Oh give me a break you loser,” Cori turned around pushing him back in the center of the chest making Nate stumble back but not fall to the ground. “You know, just go lose again or something because I really didn’t want you following me around.”

“Alright beautiful,” Nate chuckled seeing her brown eyes glare into his before he offered up a small shrug watching her walk. A laugh escaped his lips as he called out to her once again. “I’ll always love you--no matter how crazy you are.”


“First of all you need to back off of me Deidra,” Diane held her hands up in the air ready to fend off her sister’s attack now that Deidra had pulled Diane into the kitchen to talk with her one on one.

“Did you learn nothing the first time Diane? Andy is a creep who lives to hurt people. He doesn’t care how he does it as long as he finds a way to dig the knife in deeper,” Deidra twisted her hands around in the air making small fists with her fingers. “He slept with you on my wedding night to hurt me and now he’s returning because he wants to do it all over again.”

“First of all I admit I made a mistake sleeping with him like I did before, but I swear to you that I did not invite him here. Think about it Deidra, why in the world would I want to hurt you now? You’ve helped me through so much and we’re finally getting to the point where we like one another again. Why would I risk that by getting involved with him?” Diane challenged seeing her sister trying to mentally come up with a good reasoning behind her logic that Diane was involved with Andy. “Think about it. Tonight I wanted it to be special for the four of us. Ben and I are now starting our lives together, so why would I risk that again?”

“Maybe because you already did once with JT. Maybe it’s because you have a self destructive side that can’t help but invite trouble in,” Deidra shot back at her catching Diane’s wounded expression.

“Yeah that’s it Deidra,” Diane rolled her eyes back at her, “I managed to screw up my life and almost lose the man I loved, but since I didn’t and I only suffered a miscarriage I figured that I would just invite trouble back into my life so that I could lose everything instead.”

“Diane I…” Deidra felt foolish when she saw the pain flash behind her sister’s eyes. She watched Diane attempt to walk away out into the living room again, but Deidra stopped her. “Look I’m sorry okay. I didn’t mean that. It’s just seeing him here like that flustered me.”

“I know and that was what I was trying to avoid when I pulled you into the kitchen before,” Diane tried to reason with her older sister. “Not so long ago Andy just showed up on my doorstep and caught me completely off guard. I had no idea he would be in town and when he was here I realized that he might be trouble. I was upset and I talked to him, but that was it. Then when I realized that he must be around to cause problems for you I knew I had to tell you. I wanted to tell you before something like this happened. I didn’t want him to catch you by surprise.”

“He sure as hell did a good job of it tonight considering I was completely unprepared for that one,” Deidra ran her fingers through her hair, “I mean one minute we’re enjoying our evening and then there he is ready to fight again.”

“He seems like that’s his goal lately with you,” Diane noted with a nod, “I know you’re going through the whole divorce thing right now so it’s going to be hard no matter what, but…”

“This wasn’t your fault,” Deidra blurted out trying to calm herself down, “Andy loves to stir up chaos and he was no doubt trying to butter up to you to get to me. He’s good at doing things like that and I’m sure this is only the beginning of what he’s got prepared for me now that the divorce is in full swing. With him in town then I’m sure it’s only going to mean more trouble and…”

“You can’t let him get to you. Just because he’s here doesn’t mean you have to stop living your life and doing what you’ve been doing. You’re happy now Deidra and you shouldn’t let him take that from you,” Diane tried to plead with her sister knowing full well what kind of worries Andy could bring about in Deidra.

“I know that, but now that he’s here,” Deidra looked out into the living room where Ben and Dean were quietly speaking with one another. She felt a tiny shudder race over her at the idea of her soon-to-be-ex being so very close to them again, “I just can’t shake the feeling that trouble is going to follow for all of us.”

“If that’s the case, then we’ll be prepared for whatever it is he has planned ahead of him,” Diane offered up encouragingly as Deidra silently wondered what tricks would be up Andy’s sleeve this time now that he’d made a point to let her know he was back and sticking around. Closing her eyes she realized that saying good-bye to her marriage would no doubt be harder than she’d anticipated. Now she was almost afraid Andy was going to bring with him some kind of war now that he’d seen first hand that Deidra wasn’t lost without him. He’d been upset when Ben tossed him out of the house and Deidra knew full well when Andy was upset, disaster seemed to follow!


“Major denial or not, I think she is mad at you,” Kipp pointed out seeing Kellen place his hand over his chest before falling back onto the ground, resting his back against the couch. “You are totally serious about this whole kiss thing?”

“Yeah Kipp,” Kellen began taking in a deep breath remembering the scene that went on before him and the photographer. “You don’t get it, if Kyle wouldn’t have stopped. I think I could have sold the proofs for quite a lot to a pornography company if you get my point.”

“Kellen,” Kipp rolled his eyes letting out a small laugh before catching the seriousness behind Kellen’s blue eyes. “You have to be kidding me, there is no way that those two would…they did? Didn’t they?”

“I’m just saying, those two are so hot together,” Kellen grinned widely before holding his bandaged hand up in the air. “I guess I have to thank Tripsy for all of this because she was good enough to help me out. You want to know the best part about everything?”

“What’s that?” Kipp pondered what Kellen told him before letting out a long breath and folding his arms out in front of his chest. “Wait a second, I thought your dog was with your mother for a little while.”

“She is,” Kellen wiggled his eyebrows up and down pulling off the bandage to show Kipp his hand. Kellen waved it in front of his face slowly before shaking his head slowly. “You can’t see my hand hurt.”

“You lied?” Kipp gasped seeing Kellen nod slowly and stand up to step forward towards Kipp. “How could you do something like that, I mean Kellen you could have ruined everything. Wait a second, you planned every little bit of this didn’t you?”

“Well not exactly, I didn’t expect to have that full blown out kiss, but Kipp I have to get them together,” Kellen declared with a wide smile not believing that everything seemed to be going out perfectly. “I will get those two together Kipp, I just have to come up with the perfect plan.”

“Kellen I doubt that they will even work,” Kipp tried to suggest seeing Kellen shake his head over and over again before Kipp took in a deep breath. “Sarah is more of his kind of gal that would…”

“Be a total bitch to him,” Kellen spat seeing Kipp’s dark eyes look out into his as Kellen shook his head over and over again. “You don’t get it Kipp, Sarah is no good for Kyle and I know Heather is perfect for him.”

“I’ll tell you what, if you really think that Sarah is no good for Kyle,” Kipp cleared his throat uneasily seeing Kellen grab the bandage and put it back on his hand carefully. “Then I will help you in any way possible.”

“You better stay true to that,” Kellen stated with a small shake of his head watching Kipp intently before stepping to the side to watch Heather in Charles’s room. “Because I have a feeling that this is going to take a lot out of me and I know I am going to need a lot of help. Just hopefully, this works out the way I hope it will.”


“You think this is going to work?” Grady questioned peering around the corner of the wall to see Cori across the crowded gym. She was talking to a few women over by the water cooler and as Grady pulled back he tipped his head up to look at Kyle.

“It’s going to have to,” Kyle nodded letting out a long sigh, “We promised Diego that we’d get him out of that situation and we’re going to.”

“Yes, but are you sure you still want to follow through with this especially if he and Sarah are…” Grady couldn’t help but ask thinking about the earlier conversation he’d had with his friend.

“Maybe he’ll be more inclined to be honest with me when he sees what I’m doing to help him get out of this situation,” Kyle noted taking a small step forward. “In fact let me deal with this one.”

“What are you going to say to her?” Grady questioned watching him move forward.

“I don’t know, but it’ll come to me,” Kyle shrugged his shoulders not bothering to look back at his friend. His gaze was firm on Cori and as he moved towards her, he vowed to find a way to get the truth one way or the other. He cleared his throat completely ready to wing it when he realized she’d spotted him.

“Kyle, what are you doing here?” Cori questioned lowering the clipboard that was in her hand. “Come around to tell me thank you for clueing you in on what a slut Sarah is?”

“As much as I’m sure you’d like that, I thought we could talk about Diego,” Kyle suggested catching the frown that swept over her lips.

“He’s a jerk and he’s getting everything he deserves right now,” she huffed in response shaking her head at him. “And I can’t believe that you of all people would even try to be nice to him right about now.”

“Look Cori, I get that he broke your heart. I get that you’re pissed at him and yeah if I was in your shoes I don’t think I’d be happy either, but there are better ways to go about this,” Kyle sighed shaking his head at her. “We both know that he never attacked you.”

“Did I tell you that I saw him and Sarah together? He was with her and they were having this food fight when I walked in on them and…” Cori began again with a huff.

“Look Cori if this is about Diego dumping you, get over it. People fall in and out of love all of the time. It happens to all of us,” Kyle snapped at her, “but rather than letting this grudge suck you down and lessen you as a person, why don’t you just stop with the lies now and just admit Diego never touched you?”

“Because that wouldn’t be the truth,” Cori folded her arms in front of her chest, “If I told you that I’d only be saying what you wanted to hear.”

“Look Cori, we both know that there were and are inconsistencies in your story and I for one am not buying them,” Kyle snapped back at her, “Even your brother has his doubts.”

“Dave knows I’m telling the truth,” she replied with a scowl. “He knows what a jerk Diego is.”

“I don’t think that’s really the case,” Kyle shook his head at her, “I make a living on trying to read people and I would have to say your brother believes your story even less than I do. He knows something, but because he loves you he’s not saying anything about it.”

“My brother is trying to make sure the man who upset me pays for what he did,” Cori clutched her clipboard closer to her chest, “and I have nothing further to say to you.”

“Cori,” Kyle reached out to grab her arm stopping her from walking away, “Do yourself a favor and just let go of Diego. If you think that this is going to help the situation or help you win him back, all it’s going to bring to you is even more pain because when everything is said and done you’ll come off as being the liar.”

“Well excuse me if I’m not part of the boys club. Just because I might not be a guy doesn’t mean that I’m not being on the up and up about what he did to me. Diego hurt me and I’m going to make him pay for that whether or not you agree with it,” she wrinkled her nose at him before stomping off into one of the private offices.

“Great,” Kyle threw his hands up in the air and groaned, “that went well.”

“Hey,” Grady approached him. “I take it we’re still at square one.”

“She hates Diego and she’s not going to cave,” Kyle replied with a heavy sigh turning around to face his friend. “I still can’t shake the feeling she is lying about this.”

“Do you think that maybe she’s telling the truth?” Grady couldn’t help but ask.

“No, not at all,” Kyle mouthed with a frown, “Besides, what kind of question is that from Diego’s lawyer?”

“It’s one from your best friend, not Diego’s lawyer,” Grady replied thinking about Kyle’s earlier suspicions about Diego and Sarah.

“Look I just want to get this over with so that I can get down to the truth about what’s going on in my life. I don’t think Cori is anything, but feeling bitter about Diego breaking up with her. That being said I don’t think she’s going to fess up to either one of us about that. If she had a friend however…” Kyle trailed off watching Cori step out of the office and walk over to one of the guys in a uniform. She watched her say a few more words to the man before walking away and back into her office.

“What?” Grady questioned.

“Maybe a friend might get her to open up. I’ll be right back,” Kyle decided making his way over to the man she was talking to. He could see the guy heading off towards the locker room area and he stopped him. “Hold up.”

“What now?” he frowned turning around to glare at Kyle, “Can’t you see I’m on a break?”

“Whatever,” Kyle rolled his eyes, “You’re Shannon’s brother, aren’t you? Nate, right?”

“Who wants to know?” Nate frowned up at him.

“A friend of your sister’s. Look I saw you talking to Cori Warner a little while ago and I was wondering if I could ask you something about her,” Kyle continued to explain to him.

“Why?” Nate looked bored and disinterested.

“I know that you two are kind of spending time together now that you work here and I was wondering if maybe she’s said anything about the situation she has going on with Dr. Hernandez?” Kyle arched a curious brow.

“Nope, can’t say I have heard anything about it,” Nate shrugged his shoulders at him, “though if you ask me the man is an idiot for breaking up with her. She’s hot.”

“If you’re into the whole psycho thing I suppose,” Kyle replied glancing over to the office where Cori disappeared into. “Though I have to tell you it is a bit amusing to think that you like her.”

“I wouldn’t go that far,” Nate corrected with a frown, “I just said she was hot.”

“Hot or not, I think Cori is the kind of woman who could use a friend more than a date right about now,” Kyle continued to explain to him, “and I noticed you talking with her just a few minutes ago.”

“So what of it?” Nate shrugged.

“Isn’t she also staying with you and Shannon right now?” Kyle couldn’t help but ask.

“So,” Nate mouthed.

“So maybe you could talk to her and see what’s really going on. You see my friend and I think she’s lying about Dr. Hernandez and we just need a confession out of her,” Kyle explained matter of fact, “and since you’re Shannon’s brother I was kind of hoping that…”

“That what? I’d get it out of her for you?” Nate gave Kyle a brief once over before laughing in his face, “Fat chance buddy. It’s not my problem.”

“Maybe not,” Kyle watched him start to walk away, “but if I called Shannon and let her in on the fact that you’re slacking on your community service…”

“Big deal,” Nate rolled his eyes at him, “What does that matter to me?”

“It matters enough that if you don’t at least think about giving me a hand with this one, then you’ll be stuck in your sentence longer than you were hoping for,” Kyle watched Nate stop walking and turn around to glare at him.

“You don’t have that kind of influence,” Nate shook his head at him, “From what I’ve heard you’re just a P.I.”

“Perhaps,” Kyle shrugged, “but I do have a few friends in town that can make things happen and if you helped me, well maybe I can help you. Perhaps I can get you out of all this grunt work earlier than anticipated if you are able to get the goods on Cori for me. So what do you say Nate? Feeling like maybe making a deal here?”


“Avery, who’s is Avery?” Angela questioned watching the way that Wendy looked at her with recognition and warmth. Suddenly things felt very strange in the Ashford kitchen.

“Well she’s…” Brant trailed off realizing that Wendy had accidentally gotten him into a situation he’d just as soon avoid with Angela.

“Wendy this is Angela,” Ken quickly explained bringing his arm around Wendy’s waist, “She’s Brant’s…”

“Angela?” Wendy questioned giving Angela another long look. “You’re just playing around with me, right? She looks just like Avery. That’s Avery.”

“No actually,” Ken began again seeing Angela’s eyes widened.

“Oh my God,” Angela’s jaw dropped as she looked to Brant, “I didn’t imagine your wife looking like me, did I? She does look like me.”

“Angela I can explain. I can…” Brant watched her throw her hands up in the air and march out of the kitchen before he threw a glare over at Ken. “This is just wonderful.”

“What did I do?” Wendy blinked back hearing Brant chase off after Angela.

“Look it’s a long story, but you didn’t do anything wrong,” Ken kept Wendy in his arms, “My brother just has this habit of doing things in such a way that it complicates them.”

“But I thought that was Avery,” she frowned slightly, “Are you telling me that woman wasn’t Avery?”

“It doesn’t appear that she is,” Ken shook his head catching Wendy’s confusion, “Yeah, that’s exactly what I was thinking earlier. Don’t ask me how Brant manages to get dumped by Avery, yet returns home with a woman that looks just like her.”

“It just seems…” Wendy found herself at a loss, “Well I suppose if he’s happy there.”

“I don’t know what he is,” Ken reached out to touch her cheek gently, “but in all honesty I don’t want to think about him right now. Let him deal with his own messes.”

“That’s not a very brotherly attitude,” Wendy frowned slightly, “especially if I was the one to cause some sort of problem for them.”

“Brant’s the one bringing on problems,” Ken shook his head trying to dismiss her worries, “Besides you and I had no idea what we were walking into.”

“Even so,” Wendy frowned again, “I feel so bad for calling that woman Avery if…”

“They’ll be okay,” Ken tried to get her to refocus on them instead of Brant, “Besides I was hoping that I could surprise you this morning. I was thinking about something romantic for us. Maybe a little trip.”

“A trip?” she arched a curious brow. “What kind of trip?”

“One that you’ll never forget,” he revealed with a small smile, “I’ve been meaning to do it for a while, but now that I have the chance, well it only seems appropriate. What do you say?”

“Didn’t you want to stop by the office today?” Wendy arched a curious brow.

“I did, but it can wait,” Ken paused, “or maybe we can stop by my office on the way to our destination. So what do you say? Are you in the mood for an adventure?”

“I think I can handle it,” Wendy nodded wondering just what plans were in store for her and Ken for the day ahead of them.


“Angela wait,” Brant followed Angela down the hallway, moving faster in the hopes of catching up with her now that she’d had a head start on him.

“Save it Brant! I’m not interested,” she snapped back at him finding herself at the foot of the stairs. “I knew this was a mistake in coming here. I just should have followed my instincts and…”

“Angela please,” he reached for her arm preventing her from walking back to the bedroom to get her things, “Just hear me out.”

“Hear you out?” she spun around to face him, “Brant, I’ve been hearing everything that you’ve been saying, but it’s what you’ve been trying to hide that really hits home here. I mean I think it was pretty obvious what was going on when that woman called me Avery. That was your wife, right?”

“Yes that was her name, but…” Brant stammered finding himself overwhelmed by the situation taking place in front of him.

“And let me guess you were in love with this Avery when you met me too, right? You were hoping to be with her, but since you told me she was interested in someone else, you decided to go out and find yourself the next best thing when you met me, right?” Angela’s voice raised with anger. “That’s what this is, isn’t it? She dumped you, so you’re looking for Avery part two aren’t you?”

“No, Angela that’s not it,” Brant shook his head at her, “That’s not it at all.”

“So then you’re going to tell me that she doesn’t look like me, right?” she demanded her brown eyes wide with anger.

“No, I can’t say that, but she’s…” Brant offered up again watching her turn towards the staircase once more.

“I’m done. This is pointless,” she mouthed ready to take one step up when Brant circled around her moving in to block her from leaving.

“Look yes she looks like you, but when it gets down to it, she’s not you. She could never be you and I knew that. I thought that I cared about her--that she was what I wanted, but when I had her--when I was with her, the truth to the matter is she didn’t even come close to what I was hoping for. In all of the time I spent with her, she was never you. She wasn’t the one who haunted my dreams--the one that had me mad with desire,” he explained desperately, “she wasn’t who haunted my mind…”

“Yet she was your wife and now you’re here with me--with the replacement whore, right?”

“No it’s not like that,” he insisted firmly, “It’s not even close to being like that. Angela I love you.”

“Why Brant? Because I have Avery’s face?” she snapped tears burning behind her eyes. “Because I look like the wife that let you down so now you’re hoping to share the dreams you had for her with me?”

“No that’s not how it is at all,” he took her hand in his, “Angela please just listen to me. I promise you that isn’t at all what’s going on here. I swear that she has nothing to do with the way I feel about you and if you’ll give me five minutes I’ll prove that to you. Please just give me a chance to explain.”


...to be continued...