Nathan's chest was heaving, still buzzing with anger at the audacity of the man. The moment Greg was gone, he rushed towards Brooke. “Are you alright?” Brooke had witnessed everything. It felt almost like a tussle between two Alpha males fighting to win her approval. The way Nathan reacted, the way he punched Greg, the way he threatened the man...all of it threw her off balance. Because Nathan had stood up for her. Her! The guy had a girlfriend, and yet Nathan acted more like he was Brooke’s boyfriend, all red and angry on her behalf. She had expected to hear nonsense when Greg entered. What she never expected was for both Nathan and Gavin to stand up for her, and Nathan going as far as punching the man in the face. She had also heard the threat Nathan issued. It sounded like Nathan was protecting Brooke, but they were just friends and Nathan wasn’t the type of guy who would hit on someone else when he was already in a committed relationship. Was he? Brooke was now thoroughly confuse
They drove off to Texas Springs Gun Club, an indoor shooting range. It was originally set up by Jonathan Myers, a former army veteran and was bought by the Davidsons brothers recently becoming Twin Peaks premier indoor shooting range destination. The Davidson’s did a complete renovation and upgraded the 12 Lane / 25 Yard indoor range. After extensive planning the davidson’s hired a technical team who began the disassembly and removal of all old range equipment and with guidance from the Technicians,they began installing the all new state of the range equipment including premium Caliber Target Retrieval System. The newly designed range now accommodated a full spectrum of firearms enthusiasts with Range Systems rifle rated bullet traps, Pro Tact ceiling protection, and Range Expander 180 downrange tactical walls allowing for advanced close quarter “shoot and move” training drills which were still not available in most public ranges.The Texas Springs Gun Club had three full-time instruc
Brooke grabbed her Colt and took aim as well, firing four bullets into her target. Unlike Nathan’s laser-like aim, her first two attempts went wide to the left, the third right into the target, and the fourth just a millimeter down. She was pleased with herself, despite having the handsome billionaire show off his own skills. It’s been so long since she’s been allowed to have a gun in her hand. When she was single and still studying, she used to frequent the range with Steve and Neil. Her brother being her cheerleader of course. But then, Wilson had asked her to give it up because he was against women holding a gun in their hand and she’d readily agreed. At that time she was so in love with Greg that she never thought how controlling both the father and son duo had been and how they’d slowly but surely made her their own slave doll.Feeling a little enraged, she took aim again and jumped a little when Natahn’s hands came down on her shoulders. Nathan stepped in close behind Brooke
Nathan parked his car and stood outside the three storey building. From the looks of it, it was a spacious apartment complex, housing not more than three apartments. He walked up to the floor Brooke lived on and knocked on the door. “Hey, welcome.” Brooke greeted as she opened the door. She looked beautiful wearing black trousers and yellow silk top with balloon sleeves. Her hair flowy, a few flicks looming over her eyes. Nathan’s fingers itched to touch those soft locks and tuck them behind her ear. For a minute there, Nathan forgot to reply back.“Thanks,” he said once he regained his footing. “Umm…your house looks great.”“Oh thank you. It’s not much, but it works for me.” She replied and guided him to the living room.It was a spacious room with a fire place and a TV unit. The couch, coffee table and chairs matched the color of the walls and it looked cozy. There was a huge book shelf in the right corner.The kitchen was just to the left with a small counter top acting as a separa
He was taken aback by the raw and pure confession. “No Brooke. It was all you. If I had not heard people praise your work, I probably wouldn’t have employed you.” Which was a pure white lie, but Nathan let it slip because right now he had to raise the self-esteem of his friend. “You know sometimes I feel like I was wrong for being stubborn…” “No, Brooke. You were never at fault. You believed in true love and I really think it’s beautiful. True love is the one that is, deep, abiding love that is impervious to emotional whims or fancy. It is a choice. It's a constant commitment to a person regardless of the present circumstances.You’re a gem of a person, Brooke. You’re kind and beautiful and a hard-working woman who believes in love. He’s an idiot for choosing his bed partners over you. If Greg cannot say no to physical pleasure for you, it’s his problem.” Nathan smiled when Brooke laughed at his words. “He really can’t. I learned later that he had many one-night stands.” “Oh yeah
Next day went surprisingly well for Brooke. The work at the mansion was going good and she’d started getting new projects from a few clients. She was about ready to leave early that evening so she could reach Nathan’s place by 7. She was excited to see Nathan again. She had given Donald an early leave and had stayed back alone for half an hour. She was about to close her office when Greg came in, with a wild look in his eyes. Brooke gasped as she turned around only to come face to face with Greg. “What are you doing here?” She gritted her teeth, anger visible in her posture.. Greg looked taken aback for a moment. She could understand though. The guy had never seen a furious side of her. He had always seen Brooke compromising, balancing, taking the middle ground. Even when she walked out on Greg, her anger stemmed more from being resigned or dejected. But this Brooke who had been bruised and suffered, was strong now. This Brooke was formidable. She was a survivor and she was not g
Nathan was equal parts nervous and excited. Brooke was finally coming over to his house. He wasn't sure how Brooke would take to him cooking for her but he knew he liked her enough to not like hiding things from her. For instance, his cooking skills. And also the fact that he wanted to come clean to her about the fake girlfriend issue. Even though Brooke might not understand everything, he hoped she would understand enough to forgive him or understand the reasons behind his actions.Even though Nathan was nervous he found himself relaxing when he started preparing the dinner. There was something about chopping up onions and mushrooms that just calmed his nerves and soon he was smiling, humming low to himself. The smell of garlic and tomatoes filled the kitchen and Nathan poured himself a glass of red wine while he continued to put his lasagna together, stirring his pots carefully while the oven heated up. He had promised Brooke a great dinner after all. Initially he was just going to
They headed back to the kitchen and Nathan took out the lasagna from the oven and put it over the kitchen counter. He opened up his cabinet and took out two glasses and swiftly opened up the champagne bottle that Brooke had gifted him. He poured two flutes of champagne and turned over to see Brooke was watching his every move with wonder in her eyes. “Do you want to eat in the kitchen or in front of the TV?" He asked. He really wanted to eat at the table, lit candles and everything but he wasn’t so sure that Brooke would appreciate that. It would look too romantic and Brooke didn’t know his secret yet. So he decided to go casual. He wanted Brooke to relax and feel comfortable before he told her the truth. "Oh, we can eat on the couch, maybe watch a movie?" Brooke suggested. She was impressed with the huge TV set that Nathan had. Besides she needed a distraction to get her mind off of her run in with Greg. "Of course," Nathan said, surprised with the suggestion and walked towards t
Somehow none of this was what Brooke envisioned when she found out Nathan and her were having a baby. She had expected things to run smoothly, like they did for her mother and Nathan’s mother and almost everyone on every television show ever. The pregnancy started off going according to plan, but somewhere it took a wrong turn and landed Brooke in the middle of Miserable Boulevard and Aching Court. And Nathan? Nathan had been awesome Nathan made sure that when things got a little too tough, a little too real, he was there to bring Brooke back to her senses In truth, Brooke had been absolutely thrilled about having a baby. But, when it came to actually being the one to have said baby? It turned out Brooke wasn’t so thrilled Still, they get a baby in the end. A baby that was healthy, and growing, and growing, and growing. Their kid was huge, measuring in at over 9 pounds and still growing. It’s weird because Brooke was happy about the fact but very, very, very nervous about i
Epilogue Three years later... They were standing on the balcony of their bedroom in the mansion, enjoing cup of coffee. Their life hadn't been easy but it was their life - one that they had fought and braved to live. They were happy together. "Come on, let's go inside." Nathan whsipered in her ear and Brooke nodded, following behind him. "You go, I'll just finish up this coffee and come in." "Alright." Brooke sipped her coffee enjoying the view that the balcony gave. Lush green lawns, chirping birds and the peace and quite of the morning was quite enticing. She remebered how Nathan had been her foundation after the attack and Greg's death. The Wilson's had threatned her with dire consequences for the death of their son but Nathan had handled the entire episode extremely well. He was by her side the entire time she recovered. It was just a few months after, once the mansion was ready, when Nathan asked her to move in with him and she had agreed. He had decided to work from the to
Nathan and Gavin were coming back from their short visit and Gavin had just rolled his window down, when he heard gun shots. “What the hell?” He said, looking at Nathan who was on alert immediately. “This road leads to the woods behind the house doesn't it?” Nathan asked. “Yes, but who would be shooting and why?” “There’s no one who lives around here and the woods are prohibited to enter after sun down. Something’s not right. I’ll give the police a call.” Nathan swiftly dialed 911 and gave the details to the dispatch. Another round of shots were fired and Nathan jumped every time a shot echoed in the night, shredding his nerves into tatters. His fingers were digging into the door handle so hard there would surely be indentions left if he were ever able to pry his hand loose. "They're wild shots, Nathan. Whoever is shooting doesn’t have a good aim." Gavin tried to calm him even as he strained to hear better, never taking his eyes off the road. "How do you know?" "The shot
Broole couldn't form a reply. Her heart was beating out of her chest, and her head was spinning. She should have known that Greg would find a way to get to her. It didn't matter how long he had to wait or how far he had to go, he was never going to let Brooke escape him. She shook her head trying to focus on what the man in front of him was saying. "That's okay, I know you're surprised."She flinched back violently when Greg reached out to run his hand down the side of her face. She stifled a yelp when Greg balled a fist in her hair and yanked it up so she was forced to look at her own personal demon."I realize you've forgotten what I expect, but I don't think it'll take long for you to remember." Greg released his grip on her hair. "You know it's a shame Ariana didn’t succeed. I was counting on her," Greg mused. "What?" Brooke choked out."I will now have to force you, won't I?" Greg cocked his head, taking in her stunned expression. “If you don’t come with me, I promise I’ll tak
In the meantime, Brooke got up and went to the bathroom, cleaning herself up. She took a shower and opened Nathan’s closet, dressing up in his black t-shirt and PJ’s which were a tad too long on her body. But she didn’t care. They smelled like him and that made her insanely happy. She walked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen from where voices were coming from. Gavin whistled the moment Brooke stepped in the kitchn. “Look who’s there. Seems like somebody had a great night.”“Shut up.” She grumbled, but couldn’t help smiling as she headed to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of water to drink. “Aren’t those clothes too big for you?” Gavin teased, enjoying the dubstruck look on Nathan’s face. “Yeah but I feel comfy…” She shrugged and walked up to the table and sat down on the chair beside Nathan. “You look…” Nathan gulped. He was awed the moment she walked out the room in his clothes and he felt possessive of her. She looked damn great in his clothes. He likes the i
The drive back home was a torture. Nathan went beyond the speed limit at least twice. He made it back to his apartment in record time. They both rushed out of the car and into Nathan’s house as fast as they could. Once they were inside, Nathan all but attacked Brooke. Hot kisses were exchanged. Nathan took Brooke’s lips in a passionate kiss, biting down on her lower lip before he plundered deep inside her mouth, tongue mapping out the ridges inside. They walked towards his bedroom, undressing as fast as they could and stumbled onto the bed, buck naked. Nathan pressed close to her, their private parts coming in contact with each other. It was a bit too much; they started rubbing against each other. Nathan heard Brooke making a happy noise at the back of her throat as she let Nathan control their pace. They kept kissing until Nathan was satisfied that he'd kissed Brooke senseless, her lips swollen and coated in his saliva.Nathan started kissing her everywhere, leaving a trail of kis
Brooke opened the door. “Hi.” Nathan was buzzing with nervous energy and was so excited that he wasn’t prepared on being hit by the beauty bomb that was Brooke and her beauty. The dress, and the big smile she sported with a sparkle in her eyes had a huge effect on him. She looked so beautiful. His mouth went dry but he had to say something. “Hi.” Nathan rasped.Brooke smirked, knowing full well the effect she was having on him. “So you had a great day or are you just happy to see me, Bradford?” She teased, her eyes roaming over his body and stopping right around the visible bulge in Nathan’s pants.It took a bit longer for Nathan to understand what Brooke had said. “Shit.” He covered himself with a hand. “Sorry.”Brooke smiled, “Don’t be. It means this is working.” She pointed at herself. Nathan chuckled and handed over the flowers to Brooke, “These are for you.” “Wow!” Brooke took the flowers in her hands and admired them for a moment. “You didn’t have to, Nathan.”“But I wanted
Once Ariana hurriedly ran away, Noah chasing behind her, Nathan motioned for Brooke to follow him to Noah’s room where he had sent the night alone. He let Brooke inside and closed the door behind him. The moment he turned around, he found himself being pushed against the door and kissed hard within an inch of his life. At first, he was shocked, but when Brooke’s tongue shyly licked along his lower lip, asking for entrance, he readily opened his mouth and kissed Brooke back enthusiastically. “I’m sorry,” Brooke said when they broke apart once the need for oxygen was too much to ignore. Nathan licked around the seam of Brooke’s lower lip and pressed soft kisses along her mouth. “For what?” He held her by her waist and pulled her closer to him, bodies aligning perfectly along each other.“For being a bitch,” Brooke breathed as Nathan kept on kissing her, readily kissing him back. Months of pent-up sexual tension was finally being released. It was like the floodgates were opened and t
Brooke was going to be sick, she was definitely going to be sick when Ariana called for Nathan to come out and she heard the bathroom door open. She closed her eyes as someone padded towards them, not wanting to believe what was going to be very obvious in the next moment. But when she heard someone say her name, she was confused.“Brooke? What are you doing here?” Brooke opened her eyes to see a snickering Ariana looking at him and a confused Nathan standing behind her, clad only with a towel on his waist. But she recognized, it wasn’t really Nathan. It was Noah, Nathan’s twin. Sure they looked exactly the same but their voices were different and she spotted that the moment Noah called her by her name. She was instantly relieved. “I could ask you the same question, Noah. Where’s Nathan?”“Oh, he’s in my room. The next one, right beside this one,” Noah answered, pointing in the direction of the room.“What are you doing in his room? And what the Hell is this woman doing here?” Brook