DISCLAIMERS: in Part 1

Hidden Desires, Part 13

©2002 -Vertigo-

Brooke left work early on Friday, with a huge hug for luck from Bev. The blonde hadn't retrieved all of her clothes from Grant's house yet and didn't have a thing to wear to the party. Not that she planned on getting dressed up or anything, but her good stuff was still at Grant's. Harriet met her daughter at work and they set off shopping. Brooke was a mass of clanging nerves by the time she and her mother picked out what to wear. They had been to three stores and tried on countless outfits until Brooke finally approved.

Mrs. Hewitt looked over her daughter's shoulder in the mirror and smiled brightly. "This is definitely it." she exclaimed.

"Yes, it is." Green eyes roamed up and down in the mirror as Brooke turned sideways. "God, Mom, look what these pants do to my ass!" Brooke said in surprise.

"I know." Harriet giggled. "That's why I picked them."

"It's never looked like that before! What the hell is in these pants?" Brooke held onto her ass and began feeling it like it wasn't her own.

Harriet giggled again. "They have this newfangled lift thingy in them. I think it looks superb." The older woman said, pointing to Brooke's butt. "I think it will turn a head or two."

"There's only one head I want turning, Ma." Brooke said distractedly as she investigated her profile. "Mom, do you think the bra is a bit much?"

"No I think its fine. You have such a beautiful body, Honey, you should be showing it off. I know I did at your age."

"Mom, really," Brooke grimaced. "I can't stand to think of such things." Green eyes narrowed at her chest, the black bra doing things to her breasts she never knew possible. "No, the bra is too much."

"Okay, you don't really need it anyway, those things do fine on their own."

"Mom! God.... must you talk like that?" Brooke blushed.

"Just stating the obvious." Harriet said defensively.

"Well, I don't feel quite so comfortable talking about my personal parts like that." Brooke said as she repeatedly opened and closed the second button on the blouse.

"Honey, you're going to take that button off if you keep that up."

"I can't decide on the buttons... one open and it looks too stiff, two and the bra peeks out... among other things." Brooke hemmed and hawed, then took off the shirt entirely. "I'll take the black pull-over."

Harriet nodded, retrieved the shirt from the pile on the bench and handed it to Brooke.

The blonde put it on and smoothed out her hair, which had gone all static from the constant shirt changing. One final glance in the mirror and Brooke turned away. "Alright, I'll take this one. Hurry before I change my mind." She shooed her mother out of the dressing room and got undressed.

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Cayden figured it would be all dog people, after all, who brings their cat to a party. She scanned the place every so often, recognizing people and smiling politely. Thankfully, Jodie and Wade flitted about the crowd making conversation and showing off things to buy. Cayden felt a little guilty about staying behind the counter, but she deduced that it was only right since people were buying things, and she needed to be there. Looking up again into the small crowd of people, the tall woman sighed heavily. Party's are so not my thing, she complained to herself. She spotted Jake, the owner of three Standard Poodles heading her way with an array of dog bowls. Those animals went through food bowls like some people go through food. She was surprised to see him here, but eternally grateful he left his horses at home. "Hi Jake, they destroyed the old ones already?"

"Yeah, it doesn't take them long. I didn't know you were having a party, I would have brought the kids." He teased, knowing she'd panic. The sheer look of terror on her face when he brought them in to say hello always made him laugh. The dogs were well behaved, but the smell of so many delights in one place made them nuts.

Cayden caught his grin and chuckled. "Oh, yeah, it was Jo's idea. Brilliant," she groused.

"Hey, at least you only have a few dogs in here, things could have gotten ugly."

"You ain't kidding." Cayden bagged the bowls and accepted his money. "So, you were just passing by?"

"Yeah. Should I be hurt that I wasn't invited?"

"No, I didn't do the inviting, Jo did. I bet she only invited the small dog crowd. No offense Jake, but all three of your kids wouldn't even fit in here right now."

"I'm only teasing. You go have fun, enjoy the party,"

Cayden liked Jake, he was a nice guy who she actually didn't mind chatting with. "Hey, stick around a while, unless you have to rush off..."

"I think I will stay. Can I get you something?"

"A beer would be cool." Cayden said, holding up her empty bottle for emphasis, and to show him which one to get.

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A little while later, Wade came over to excuse Cayden from her duties. "You better get out there and mingle, Cayden. This is supposed to be your party."

"Yeah, yeah... but I like it here." She complained.

Wade pulled her up from her chair and quickly sat in it. "Now git." he ordered.

"Fine." Cayden pouted and snuck into the crowd. She mingled for approximately five minutes before hiding in a corner. She refused to make eye contact with Wade or Jodie, she didn't need their looks. She leaned against a wall and watched the people talk, pair up, and laugh. She smiled at the dog's sniffing each others butts, and generally having a good time. Well, it's not so bad, she decided. It could be worse. The tall woman debated with herself to have her fifth beer. She was feeling pretty good already, and another beer would have her good and buzzed. She looked at the clock on the wall and decided it would be fine. It was still early, and Jodie offered to open up the shop tomorrow in return for the party. What the hell... She thought as she reached for the beer.

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Brooke bathed and dried Fred, and spritzed him liberally with cologne before she herself took a shower. She was standing in her room contemplating the bra, when there was a knock on her door. "I'm naked!" She yelled.

The door opened anyway with her mother walking in. "Oh please, like I haven't seen it already."

"Mother!" Brooke exclaimed and covered her breasts with her hands.

"Oh, those are nice panties!"

"Mom!" Brooke protested again.

"Are you going to stand there all night or what?"

Brooke turned her back on her mother and shoved herself into the bra quickly just to have herself covered.

"So, you decided on the bra?" Harriet asked innocently.

"Not really, you left me no choice."

"I can't believe you're ashamed in front of your mother."

"I'm not a baby any more mom. Things have changed."

"Oh, and heaven forbid I should see your Ooni. You know I kissed that thing when it was no bigger than..."

"Did you come in for a reason?" Brooke interrupted with a hand on her hip.

"I know you don't mean to be snippy, you're just nervous."

"Yes, very." The blonde admitted.

"I came in because wanted to tell you that I'm proud of how brave you're being. This is a very hard thing to do."

Brooke softened. "Thank you, Mom."

"Well, I'll leave you to get finished. You better come show your father what he bought you."

"Not to worry, I will." Brooke kissed her mom on the cheek and pushed her out of the room.

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"What the hell is that?" Bert pointed to his daughter's chest in horror.

Brooke looked down at herself. "That would be my boobs, Daddy."

"Christ Brooke! I know that! They just never looked like that before!" he shielded his eyes.

Brooke chuckled. "Its a Wonderbra, and don't make me self-conscious now, I'm wearing it. I already put on my deodorant and if I have to take off this shirt I'll get white stuff all over it getting it back on again."

"But, really, Brooke..." Bert started to complain.

"It is known, Daddy, you protest."

Bert took his hand from his eyes, but refused to look at his daughter. "And you think Fred is going to hide those?" He asked his wife.

"No dear, that's the point."

"I want to meet this Cayden." He demanded. In response, he received two exasperated stares. "Oh Christ.! Fine, go on out and have a good time." He said rolling his eyes.

"Thank you, Daddy!" Brooke ran over and jumped on his lap to kiss him on the forehead.

"Don't you be doing that to anyone else young lady! Especially that Cayden character!" he warned. "Jumping on laps willy-nilly with a Wonderbra..."

"Dad, I'm a big girl." Brooke argued.

"Oh, I can certainly see that." He shielded his eyes again.

"Daddy, honestly." Brooke rolled her eyes. "I better go. Where's Fred?"

"Waiting patiently by the door." Harriet said, hugging her daughter. "You have a great time, and take that cell phone!"

"It's in my bag, Ma, love you! Come on, Fred." Brooke said, grabbing his new leash and heading out.

Bert glared at his wife. "You let her buy that bra?"

"Why not? I think she looks fine." Harriet argued.

"Jesus, Harriet! She looks too fine. I don't want Cayden the Tall getting any wild ideas about our daughter!"

Mrs. Hewitt smiled. "It is known, Dear."

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Cayden was feeling pretty good, and was chatting by the folding table with Jake and Henry, who brought his two Yorkshire Terriers. Cayden hadn't picked up any clues about Jake before, but with the way he got on with Henry, the blatantly gay man wearing a pink triangle on his tie, the tall shopkeeper was wondering if she should leave them alone. Every time she tried to excuse herself though, one of them aimed the conversation at her and she was stuck there. She wasn't bored with the conversation and it was kinda funny to think that both of these grown adults were afraid to be alone, so she hung around. The subject started dancing around partners and Henry asked Cayden about her status.

"Oh, I'm single, happily so." she replied.

"You? Single? Look at you!" Henry gaped. "I'm assuming it's by choice, cuz honey, they must flock around you like you're the messiah."

Cayden had the good sense to blush. "Well, yeah, and thank you."

"CAYD!" Jodie just rushed up to her in a flurry.

"Jo?"

"Wade and Harley both dated the same guy!" she said excitedly.

"This is huge?" Cayden questioned her enthusiasm.

"At the same time!" Jodie blurted.

Cayden chuckled along with Henry and Jake.

"Can you believe it? That is so weird. They never would have known it of we weren't talking about you."

"Me?" Cayden became alarmed, she hated being the topic of conversation.

"Yeah, we were talking about disasterous blind dates, and since you hold the record, you came up." The waitress explained.

"No wonder she's happily single." Henry remarked with a snicker.

"Oh, but by choice." Jake chimed in.

Cayden glared at Jodie.

Jodie, apparently not the least bit intimidated went on. "You wanna talk about luck? Sexy here hasn't got any of it. Her horseshoe is definitely leaking."

"Jo!" The tall shop keeper warned.

The men laughed and Cayden pouted. "I do too have luck."

Jo stuck out her tongue. "Alright Cayden, you do have luck." she said is a teasing manner.

"You do realize I will have to get you back for this." The tall woman half joked.

"Yes, dear." Jodie said with an innocent expression.

"They fight like a married couple." Jake snickered.

"EW!"

"Get out!"

Both Cayden and Jodie replied at the same time, then laughed.

Jodie was happy to see her friend loosened up, she knew the beer had something to do with it, but that didn't worry her. Cayden wasn't coming to work in the morning, and she doesn't drive anyway, so it was all good to the waitress. She smiled up at her tall friend who had backed a few steps away from Henry and Jake. Cayden offered her friend a sneaky smile and Jodie caught on fast, pulling Cayden away by her arm. "I need her for a minute." she said as she dragged the tall woman away.

"Good going, Jo."

"So ya think?" she nodded towards the two men.

"Yeah. I never knew about Jake! How do you like that?" Cayden said in wonder.

"You just never know who you'll be attracted to Cayd. That's the funny thing about attraction, you can't control it, it controls you and it doesn't discriminate."

Maybe it was because she was paying attention for a change, or maybe it was her pleasant alcohol induced mood, but Cayden actually heard Jodie. Her brain digested what her friend said and she nodded mutely, Brooke's image flashing in her mind briefly.

Jodie watched her friend shake loose an apparently unwanted thought and swig her beer. Yep, that hit the spot, didn't it Cayd? "So, you wanna come mingle with me? I get all the dirt."

"Yeah, sure, why not? Cayden agreed and let herself be led away.

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Brooke stopped just a few feet before The Fuzzy Belly Deli, her feet unable to take her any further. Her mouth was terribly dry and her palms were very sweaty. The urge to pick Fred up and run away as fast as she could was strong, and she took several deep breaths to fight it. She looked down at the small dog and smiled, despite her fear, when he looked up at her in anticipation. "Yes baby, I'll pick you up." She scooped up the dog and held him at her hip with one hand, she used the other to rearrange her hair in a store window. She was regretting her choice of clothing now, not feeling quite as cocky as she did when she was home looking in the mirror. "Who am I kidding with these tits?" she asked her reflection. She started to turn away and stopped herself. "You're here, just do it. You have Fred if you need him. She invited you for shit sakes. Just go inside."

Brooke approached the shop slowly and peeked inside. There were plenty of people, but her eyes cut through them all in search of Cayden. I can't do this... she thought fleetingly until the tall woman came into view. Brooke's heart pounded wildly and her knees went weak. "My god Fred, she's even more gorgeous than the last time!" Her belly curled with the familiar feeling of arousal as she watched Cayden drink a beer. "She even drinks sexy." She whispered to herself. "Feel what she's doing to you! You can't let this go!" The blonde put her hand on her chest and felt her heart beating crazily. "Go! Now!" she demanded of herself and entered the shop with an air of confidence she really did not feel.

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Jodie, Wade and Cayden were hovering around the hors d'vours, watching a bird-like woman named Cheryl pick her way through the crackers. It seemed that she was searching for a particular cracker, as the three watched on with amusement. Her little pekingese, Toto, was happily partaking in a gourmet bone.

Cayden leaned over to her friends to whisper. "You know, now that she breathed on all of them I don't want any."

"OH DEAR LORD!"

The tall woman became frightened when Jodie suddenly shouted and was about to turn and see what had upset her when she was spun around like a kid playing pin the tail on the donkey. "Jodie! What the hell is wrong with you?" She asked in irritation, getting dizzy.

"Nothing! I'm fine! Say, you know, I think we need more booties!" Jodie exclaimed, eyes wide.

"What?" Cayden was growing annoyed.

"In the store room, we need more booties!"

The shop keeper rolled her eyes. "Jodie, I hardly think there's a sudden run on... hey! Quit pushing! I'll get them!"

Jodie watched as her friend muttered to herself and disappeared behind the closed door. "Wade! Wade!" she panicked, "It's her! Brooke!" she turned Wade to face the newcomer. "She came!"

"Oh wow! She's a knock out! Holy shit, Jo!"

"Oh my god, what do we do?" Jodie took two steps forward then two back, waving her hands around.

"First we stop acting like a mental patient and go over and say hello."

"Good idea." Jodie agreed and made a beeline for the blonde.

Wade followed, looking over his shoulder for Cayden.

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The tall brunette took the opportunity to sit in peace before she went back out to the party. She had no idea what had just come over Jodie, but now she was a little grateful that her nutty friend threw her in the store room. She sat down on a box and stretched out her legs, thinking of nothing in particular as the pleasant haze of alcohol clouded her brain.

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"Brooke!" Jodie said, catching the blonde's attention.

"Oh, hello." Brooke smiled.

"I'm so glad you could make it." The watress beamed.

Brooke couldn't help but smile back.

"Hi, I'm Wade, Cayden's roommate, great to meet you."

Brooke attempted to shake the offered hand and was totally charmed when the good looking man kissed her hand instead. "Oh! Why, aren't you sweet." she said.

Jodie hadn't taken her eyes off of Brooke yet, she couldn't believe how hot the blonde looked. Cayden didn't have a snowball's chance in Hell once she laid eyes on Brooke. Speaking of... "Cayden is in the back room, she'll be out in a second."

"There's a back room?" The blonde said in relief. Her heart began pounding again and she swallowed hard. That would be the perfect opportunity to talk to Cayden, if only she could get her legs to move.

Jodie saw the conflict pass across Brooke's features. "How about a beer?" she offered, pulling Brooke over to the folding table. Jo wasn't sure she wanted Brooke and Cayden alone.

Wade was making goo-goo eyes and silly faces at the tiny chihuahua. "Who's this little guy?"

Brooke accepted the beer and blinked a few times, trying to snap herself back into the conversation at hand. "Oh, this is Fred." she said, holding him up for perusal.

Jodie petted the dog a bit while Brooke drank. "May I?" she asked, holding out her hands.

"Oh sure, he likes people." The blonde stared at the brown haired girl for a bit. "I'm sorry, I never did get your name."

"Jodie, but everyone calls me Jo." She saw Brooke's gaze darting around nervously. "The store room is back there." she pointed, "But Cayd should be out in a minute."

Brooke nodded, staring at the closed door. She warred with herself whether she should go back there and just confess to the tall woman, or wait til she gets out and try and mingle. No, I came here with a purpose, and I intend to see it through. "You know, maybe I should go back there..."

"No!" Wade said loudly, startling Brooke. "I just mean that, well, its all dirty and yicky back there."

"I'll live," Brooke joked. "Really, I have a few things I need to talk to her about and I rather they be in private. Will you watch Fred for me?" Please say yes, before I lose my nerve.

"Uhm..." Jodie gave Wade a look and he just shrugged. "Okay, I'll watch him."

"Well, then... I'll be on my way." Brooke said, trying to convince herself to go.

Jodie and Wade watched wide eyed as Brooke headed for the store room.

"Why did you let her go?" Wade asked.

"Me? You were no help? Now what?"

"We wait. Obviously she has something to say to Cayden." He said, staring at Brooke's ass. "Did you get a load of that?" he pointed.

"Holy ... Cayden is so dead." Jodie shook her head.

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The tall shop keeper sighed happily as she gathered the booties for display. She chuckled, wondering how in hell dogs walk with these things on their feet. She recalled Anna Nicole, Harley's fat throw-rug of a dog, goose stepping in them last winter and snorted out loud. "Where is Harley anyway? You'd think he'd never pass up a party." she wondered.

Cayden reached for the doorknob, shuffling the little plastic packages of boots around in her arms. Pulling the door open, she did a little dance step to keep everything in place. Just as she got everything under control, she looked up and gasped. "No..." she muttered in disbelief. Jodie promised!

Brooke had stopped just outside the door to take a reassuring swig of beer when it suddenly opened. No sooner did she make eye contact with the tall woman did the door slam loudly in her face. Stunned for the moment, she looked over her shoulder to see Jodie and Wade in various degrees of grimace, before she turned her attention back to the closed door. "Of all the...how dare she?" Green eyes narrowed and Brooke marched herself right up to that door.

Cayden was in a panic. "Oh no! Brooke! Why? What did I ever do?" She kicked a box and groaned. "Oh shit! what do I do? She isn't supposed to be here!" Just then the door flew open and presented a very angry looking woman. Cayden swallowed hard.

Brooke attempted to stomp into the room but nearly killed herself tripping over little plastic packages of booties."What the hell was that all about?" she yelled, slamming the door behind her. "Why did you do that?"

Cayden shrugged. It amazed her how sexy Brooke looked when she was angry. "Why are you here?"

"Why am I here? You invited me, you moron!"

"I what?" Cayden asked in disbelief. "I wouldn't invite you to my party if you were the last woman on earth."

Hurt by the tall woman's words, Brooke's nostrils flared. "Well that's fine! I only came to your stupid party to tell you what you want to hear anyway."

"Well, fine then!" Cayden yelled back, taking a step forward.

Brooke stood there breathing heavily and staring daggers into the tall woman. When Cayden stepped forward, she unconsciously stepped back.

"So? What do you want to say? What do I want to hear, Brooke?"

The blonde stepped back again and met a wall. "This isn't exactly what I had planned." she said angrily.

"Oh, trust me, me neither." Cayden snorted. Her gaze wandered up and down Brooke's form and her mouth went dry. That beer sure looks good about now. "Are you going to stand there and stare at me or what?" she asked.

"No, give me a second, I have something to say to you." Brooke felt stupid, and she wanted to run out of there, but now that she was face to face with Cayden, she would take the abuse just to be close to her. Besides, Cayden didn't scare her any more.

"Why didn't you send your father in here to tell me." Cayden said sarcastically.

"What?'

"You heard me. He's the only family member I haven't met yet." she said, her hands on her hips.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"Oh, like you don't know. You're mother isn't very slick you know. Tell her the next time she comes in here to check me out, she should wear sunglasses. Maybe that way I wouldn't notice her eyes."

Brooke was floored. "My mother? Was here?" she squeaked.

"Oh, please." Cayden rolled her eyes. "And if you're not gonna drink that.." She snatched away Brooke's beer.

"Give me that!" Brooke yelled, snatching it back. "That's mine, thank you, get your own.' She stewed. She is so dead! I can't believe she came here! What was she thinking?

Cayden suddenly noticed something she hadn't before and her eye lids dropped halfway. Oh wow... I didn't notice those before... she eyed Brooke's breasts hungrily. I certainly would have noticed those... maybe it was her clothes...

"I can't believe she came here!" Brooke blurted out in frustration. "You have to believe me, I had nothing to do with it!"

"And you had nothing to do with Grant either." Mmm... Look at how the flesh spills over the bra.. I wonder what it feels like... why is she wearing a pull over?

"I'm telling you! I can't believe this! It's a test! I know it's a test!" Brooke grew angry. "God is punishing me for stealing those Tiny Tarts in the third grade..."

There should be buttons involved... open button... like two or three...

"Are you even listening to me?"

"Yeah yeah, it's a test..." Look at how green her eyes are when she's angry. "God is punishing you." They practically glow.

"Cayden!"

"Riley."

Brooke blinked rapidly. "What?"

"Riley. Cayden Riley. When people are that mad, they usually yell your full name." Cayden said matter of factly.

"Are you patronizing me?"

Cayden grinned. She was and she knew it. Why though, she had no idea.

"Here I am trying to make amends with you and this is what I get!" Brooke paused to take a drink. "I swear Cayden Riley you are impossible! I don't know why I bother..."

Suddenly the tall brunette, lost track of the words as blue eyes fell on wet lips. She took an unconscious step forward, her heart beating loudly in her ears.

"... and I had absolutely nothing to do with my mother! Or Grant for that matter..."

Cayden's fingers twitched and she licked her dry lips. The pounding in her ears got louder as the lips got closer.

"... because I dream about you. That's why." Brooke finished her tirade and turned her head.

Cayden snapped out of her haze when she lost sight of those lips and found herself within inches of Brooke. She took a step back and focused. "You dream... about me?" she asked, bewildered.

"Yes. Are you happy?" Brooke seemed very upset and Cayden suddenly wished she had been paying closer attention,. "What kind of dreams, Brooke?"

The blonde blushed darkly and cleared her throat nervously. Why is she standing so god awful close to me.. I can smell her cologne... it's sexy... Brooke's heart started beating rapidly and it wasn't from fear. Oh no... not now... I'm mad at her goddamnit!

Cayden's sex tightened as all sorts of sexually charged images of her and Brooke flashed through her mind. "Those kinds of dreams, Brooke?" she asked, her voice low and sultry.

"Yes." Brooke admitted shyly, yet her body felt as if there was a magnet inside, pulling her towards the tall woman. Why does she keep saying my name like that? It's driving me crazy!

Cayden couldn't help but notice Brooke's sudden heavy breathing, she was staring at her chest at the time. Her hands jerked as if they wanted to reach out and grab the teasing breasts, and Cayden balled her fists at her side.

"I talk in my sleep." Brooke said breathlessly, Cayden's proximity was making her weak. The object of her deepest fantasy was standing so close, she could reach out and touch her.

"What do you say?' Cayden asked quietly, almost afraid to hear. She had no idea what was happening inside of her, she seemed to have lost control of her body. It was humming, and her heart was beating so fast, she could hardly breathe.

"I must have said your name, because that's how Grant..."

She says my name? Oh god... Cayden lost it, she could no longer hear Brooke's voice over the buzzing in her ears. The image of Brooke naked, calling her name in passion jerked her physically and she struggled to shake it loose. When she focused again, it was on Brooke's lips.

".. I didn't mean to get you in trouble with Grant, believe me ... it was embarrassing enough to have been caught..."

The lips were moving, Cayden could hear them calling her name, she blinked and dropped her gaze. There they were, tanalizing orbs of flesh. Her eyes widened and she took a deep breath, forcing her gaze to a safer place. Oh god.. she dreams about me... says my name... does she touch herself? The buzzing grew deafening at that thought.

"....you MUST believe me... I swear...MPH!" Brooke's eyes widended to saucers as Cayden suddenly kissed her. The tall woman's lips were covering her own, half opened, and Brooke could feel the heat eminating from inside Cayden's mouth. Large, strong hands, Cayden's hands, were clutching her tight. One on her face, one holding the back of her head. Her long body, Cayden's unnaturally sexy body, was pressed up against her. She heard a strange, inhuman sound, and wondered which one of them made it. The blood rushed to her head and she felt faint.

Cayden had lost complete control of herself, she didn't know how or why, but she was kissing Brooke, and it felt like heaven. Unable to stop it, her tounge poked out and demanded entry into the blonde's mouth, her soft delicious mouth, that tasted of beer. She knew it would be sweet.

Brooke was positive the deep groan was her own as the soft, wet, tongue pierced through her lips. Oh god, its really happening! She's kissing me! Cayden is kissing me! What do I do? Oh god! Once the object of her erotic dreams entered her mouth, Brooke's body no longer listened to her, it acted on impulse. She threw her arms around Cayden's neck, her fingers wound themselves in soft black hair, and the beer crashed to the floor, forgotten.

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Wade and Jodie had been listening at the door, and were perplexed when the yelling stopped. They stood, staring accusingly at each other, until the crash. Jodie's eyes widened at the sound of glass breaking and she threw open the store room door, fearing the worst. "Good god!" she whispered in shock.

"Holy shit!" Wade said, covering Fred's eyes.

The two women were startled and Cayden, although loathe to give up the kiss, turned her head towards the intrusion. "Do you mind?' she asked breathlessly.

Brooke hid her face in Cayden's neck, mortified at being caught.

"Oh... yeah... sorry." Jodie stuttered and closed the door quietly.

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Cayden took a second to understand what had just happened before disentangling herself from Brooke and stepping away. "Oh shit..." she muttered, "I'm ... I don't know why..." she turned her back on Brooke and leaned her forearms on the wall. She dropped her head between her arms and stared at her feet. "I have no idea where ... Jesus!"

Brooke watched the tall woman back away from her like she had a disease. She blinked a few times in surprise and listened to Cayden apologize. "What just happened?"

"I kissed you damn it." Cayden said angrily, kicking her toe into the wall.

Brooke gave the tall woman the once over and her breath caught when her gaze met Cayden's ass. God... I just have to touch it... just a little touch...

"It's the beer... that's what it is. " Cayden said to herself. "No, I'll tell you what it is..." she turned around and narrowed her eyes. "It's those." she pointed to Brooke's chest. "They made me do it!"

Brooke arched her eyebrows and she'd be damned if she knew why she suddenly stuck out her chest. "My boobs?"

"Yes! That's what happened. One second I was pissed as all hell and the next... there the hell they were... taunting me!"

"Cayden..."

"I have no earthly idea why I kissed you!"

"Oh, yeah, and I beat you away with a stick." Brooke said with a smirk.

"Don't play with me, Brooke."

"Hewitt." Brooke offered, just to be cheeky.

Cayden gaped at her like she was insane. "You think this is funny? I don't go around making out with straight girls! Especially ones who make me crazy!"

"Oh yeah, I think I just proved to you how straight I am." Brooke snorted.

"That was a mistake. That can't happen again. I don't..."

"Cayden, shut up and get over here."

"No. You get away from me. You do things to me, and then I kiss you."

"Cayden Riley, you get over here right now." Brooke insisted, pointing to the floor in front of her, and poking out her chest just a little bit more.

Cayden tried not to look, but she couldn't control herself. Her gaze fell on Brooke's prominent breasts and her mouth watered so much she had to swallow. "Put those away!" She nearly whined.

"I won't bite you, I just want to talk." Brooke urged.

"No." The tall brunette's resisted with her head, but her legs began taking her towards the blonde. NO! Stop it!

"That's right." Brooke said, continuing to point at the ground until Cayden was in front of her.

Cayden was fixated on Brooke's chest again. Her pulse quickened and her hands twitched. She closed her eyes briefly, but the naked image of Brooke calling her name assaulted her. Blue eyes popped open quickly.

"I came here tonight with the sole purpose of telling you the truth, explaining why Grant made the assumptions that he did. It was the hardest thing I ever did. I was afraid you'd laugh at me." Brooke admitted.

Cayden nodded dumbly, trying to figure out exactly where Brooke's nipples were located.

"Cayden," Brooke lifted the brunette's head with her finger. "I'm up here."

Cayden lifted her head and looked up into green eyes. Her stomach clenched, she was too close to Brooke... she could smell her perfume, she could count the freckles on her nose. She swallowed hard and licked her lips.

"All I need to know is if you forgive me."

Those lips...that's what it is... Cayden nodded.

"Good, now, about that kiss.."

"You talk too much." Cayden breathed right before her lips came crashing down on Brooke's again. Without a second thought, her hands immediately fell onto the blonde's ass. Cayden groaned and bent at the knees for better leverage. Brooke lost all semblance of control and wrapped her arms around Cayden's shoulders. The tall woman was still holding her ass as she stood up, and Brooke had no choice but to wrap her legs around Cayden.

Cayden was lost, she pressed her body into Brooke's, pushing the smaller blonde back into the wall. The feel of Brooke's breasts mashing into her own made her whole body shudder and she groaned throatily when the tongue entered her mouth.

Brooke was breathing so heavily from excitement that she feared she'd hyperventilate. She eventually broke the torrid kiss, her hands clutching Cayden's shoulders for dear life. She fought the urge to rock her hips into the tall woman. Instead, she trailed her lips down Cayden's neck, "Mmmm.. you taste so good.." she mumbled, licking a hot trail behind the brunette's ear.

"Oh god..." Cayden strained to hold Brooke's weight. Her sex was throbbing and her body felt hideously warm. She tilted her head back and allowed Brooke more room, jumping slightly as the blonde nipped at her skin.

"I've dreamed about this..." Brooke said breathlessly into Cayden's ear.

"Brooke..." She groaned deeply, Brooke's mouth felt incredible. A dog barked and the tall womans eyes shot open. She unwrapped Brooke's legs from her body and wiggled out of the embrace. "No! This has to stop!" she insisted.

Brooke slid to the floor, her legs unable to hold her up.

"No, I will not allow it to go any further. Woman, I don't know what it is you did to me, but it has to stop. My head says no, but my body..."

"Just tell me why?"

"You're straight!"

"Excuse me?" Brooke asked in shock. "What part of my tongue down your throat didn't you understand?"

Cayden dazed over briefly as she recalled that tongue. Then she shook her head. "Just... no. This is sooo not good." She said, walking to the door.

"Cayden.. don't..."

But Cayden was gone. Brooke sighed. "I didn't even touch her ass." Ý

Part 14

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