Secrets and Lies

Hope is in a bad car accident and needs a blood donation. Soon enough, a shocking revelation makes her question everything she once knew. Meanwhile, Taylor and Thorne's world is rocked to the core as well. An ensemble piece featuring a Rick/Taylor/Thorne triangle…

Preface

Taylor arched her back as Thorne thrust deftly inside of her. It had been so long since they had had a moment to be alone like this and she intended to savor every fleeting second of it. Her long fingernails nipped into his strong back muscles as he buried himself to the hilt inside of her moist heat. She moaned his name as he nibbled on the hollow of her throat and they rocked in time, their rhythm, now familiar and steady.

When they were spent, Taylor lay panting beside Thorne on the bed, his breath also coming in shallow rasps. He rolled over and cupped one of her round, globe-like breasts in his hand and grinned at her. "That was wonderful."

"It always is," Taylor admitted. She loved the way Thorne touched her to the core with the gentleness he exhibited in everything he did.

He massaged her nipple until it was purpling and protruding. He was about to take her again when the bedside phone rang loudly, splitting the hushed, reverent quiet of the room. Thorne looked at Taylor curiously but shook his head. "Ignore it." He said as he began to lower himself on top of her once more.

Taylor happened to see the clock above the dresser and shook her head. "It's after midnight. No one calls after midnight unless …"

"It's important," Thorne said and nodded. "You're right." He reached across her to grasp the phone in his large hand.

"Thorne Forrester," he said in a professional tone. Taylor slowly pulled herself to a sitting position and watched his beautiful face. She did not like the look she saw. He looked apprehensive and upset too.

"What does this have to do with me?" He asked the person on the other end and listened intently. "Okay, yeah, I'll be there."

He hung up the phone and looked at Taylor apologetically. "Sorry. Hope was in some kind of car accident earlier tonight ..."

"Hope Logan?" Taylor asked. "That's horrible. Will she be alright?" Yes, it was true that she was not Hope's biggest fan considering Steffy and Thomas were always losing out to the young blonde but she wouldn't wish this fate on anyone.

"I am not sure," Thorne said. "All Ridge said was that it was important that I get to the hospital. And now."

"I wonder why …"

"Me too," Thorne admitted. "Look, I'm sorry to cut our romantic evening short but –"

"No, it's fine. I completely understand."

Thorne started to climb out of the bed and then looked back at her. "Do you want to come with me? It would mean a lot to have you there. This sounds serious …"

Taylor nodded and started gathering her clothes from where they were neatly folded on the chair beside the bed post. She slipped into them as Thorne grabbed for his own clothes. Once dressed, they looked at each other apprehensively and then clasping hands; ran for the door together.

TBC