Things get hot and heavy between Amber and Thomas after the massage. The two kiss, but Amber puts the brakes on the evening and sends Thomas home. Ridge worries about how Thomas is doing, but Brooke figures he is trying to deal with the situation. When Thomas arrives home, he is in a good mood but reveals nothing about what happened. Brooke and Ridge are surprised. Felicia pays Nick yet another visit. He advises her to quit being a fake. Angered, Felicia storms out, but drops a bag of pills as she leaves. Nick questions her about this. Oscar witnesses Thomas leaving the beach house and warns Amber not to get herself into trouble.
Thomas: Hey, why'd you stop? Amber: Oh. Thomas: Oh, yeah. Oh, that feels good. Amber: Okay, we're done. Thomas: What? What? Amber: All that negative energy is -- gone. Thomas: No, no, no, I've still got negative energy. See, right there. Amber: Listen, kid, you gotta go. Thomas: Why? Why? Did I do something wrong? Amber: No. It's me. I was having some very wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, thoughts and -- Thomas: Thoughts about me? Amber: Thomas, we -- we can't. Thomas: The hell we can't. Felicia: Ahoy. Anybody home? Nick: I'm home. Why aren't you? Felicia: I was looking for a little peace and quiet. Can't get that at Ridge's. Not with a couple newlyweds and five ecstatic kids. Nick: Well, as much as I'd love to hear the details of their domestic bliss. Felicia: You're in some mood. Nick: It just struck me. Felicia: Oh. I shouldn't have brought up Brooke. I'm sorry. Nick: No, no, no, it's all right. It's who you are, right? A free spirit. You say what you want when you want to say it. Come and go as you please. Felicia: Yeah. Things we have in common. Nick: Tell me something. If you love to travel so much, why are you still in L.A.? Felicia: You asked me that already. Nick: Well, I'm still waiting for an answer. An honest one. Brooke: So Thomas hasn't called back? Well, it hasn't been that long. Ridge: Just wish I knew where he was. Brooke: He said he was with a friend. Ridge: Yeah, but which friend? Why wouldn't he give me a name? Brooke: He doesn't want you to come after him. I guess he's not ready to come home yet after what he saw. Rick and Caitlin kissing. Ridge: I just hope nobody else saw it. Forrester's V.P. And our new teenage protégé. Great. Brooke: If you're worried about public reaction -- Ridge: No, I'm worried about Thomas. How he'd feel seeing that lip lock in every tabloid in the supermarket. Brooke: I don't think that's going to happen. And even if it does, I think Thomas can handle it. He's very mature. Ridge: He's still just a boy. The last thing I want is my son getting involved in some scandal. Amber: Oh, god, what am I doing? Thomas: Oh, whatever it is, I like it. Amber: Oh, stop, stop. Thomas: Why? Amber: You're a kid. Thomas: I don't feel like one right now. Amber: I know, that's my fault. Thomas: Amber, I kissed you, remember? Amber: Yeah, but I shouldn't have kissed you back. Thomas: But you did and, I'm telling you, if that's the way you kiss -- Amber: Told you I'm the best. Thomas: You want to prove it? Brooke: There's not going to be a scandal. Ridge: Everybody knows that Thomas was supposed to escort Caitlin when she was wearing the showstopper. Instead, Rick comes down there with her. Brooke: I know, but they explained that to the press. Thomas wasn't feeling well. Ridge: What if somebody tries to confirm that? Brooke: Are you worried about Thomas or what he might say? Ridge: Both. Mostly Thomas. He's a very sensitive kid. Always has been. Brooke: Then you'll talk to him. It will be okay. Ridge: Still, I'd feel better if he was just home. Brooke: He's with friends. What kind of trouble could he get in, huh? Amber: No, no, don't. Thomas: Amber, you're as into this as I am. Amber: I've been alone a very long time. Thomas: Well, you're not now. Amber: You came here to get your head together. And this isn't helping. Thomas: I wouldn't be so sure. Amber: You had a bad night. Thomas: Well, it's getting better. Amber: This is not the solution for either of us. Thomas: Well, it might be fun. Amber: No, your first time's not supposed to be "fun." Thomas: Really? Amber: No, it should be something special, you know? It should mean something with somebody you love. Thomas: So we'll just fool around. Amber: Put your shirt on. Go ahead. Thomas: I'm gettin' to you. Amber: Which is why you have to leave. Thomas: You just can't resist that Forrester charm. Oh, oh. I'm sorry. I didn't -- I wasn't thinking about Rick. I've just never met anyone like you. Amber: You never will. I'm one of a kind. Thomas: I don't know what Rick was thinking. Amber: Same thing you were. Caitlin is a very special girl. Thomas: Yeah, but you're a woman. An incredible woman. And I like you a lot. Amber: I like you, too. Thomas: But you want me to go. Amber: I think you should. Thomas: Okay, okay, but you might not get another shot at me, because what were you saying, the girls are going to be throwing themselves at my feet? Amber: Get out of here. Come on. Thomas: How about a kiss for the road? Amber: Okay. Thomas: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Amber: Go home. Go, go now. Thomas: Are you sure? Amber: Yes. Yes, yes. And don't worry about Caitlin. Thomas: Caitlin who? Thank you. Thank you for everything. Felicia: I don't appreciate the third degree, Nick. Nick: Oh, I'm sorry. That's right, you're looking for something, right? Your -- peace. You said you're looking for peace, right? Felicia: Which I'm obviously not going to get here. Nick: Where have you ever gotten it? If that's what you're really looking for. Felicia: I don't know what you're talking about. Nick: Oh, I think you do. Felicia: Why are you getting so deep? Nick: You want distractions, honey, you've come to the wrong place. Felicia: I thought we were friends. Nick: You don't know me. But I know all about you. Felicia: No, you don't. Nick: You said you love to travel, but I think you're really looking for some place to drop anchor. Some place really safe to call home. Felicia: I have a home. Nick: That you've been avoiding for years. Felicia: No, I'm not avoiding anything. Nick: You talk to your mother yet? Felicia: What's it to you? Nick: I'm sick of Forrester dramas. And I don't want your baggage on my boat. Now you want to hang out with me, you face reality. Otherwise, you hit the dock. [ Knock on the door ] Amber: Kitchen's closed, Thomas. No more goodies tonight. Oscar: Can I come in? Amber: What are you doing? Oscar: That's funny, I was just about to ask you the same thing. Yeah. 'Cause I just saw you sucking face with Ridge Forrester's kid. Ridge: Thomas, thank god. Brooke: We were so worried about you. Ridge: How you doing? Thomas: Okay. Ridge: Caitlin said you were upset. Thomas: I was. But I'm better now. Oscar: Have you lost your mind? Amber: What are you doing here? Oscar: Well, I figured after seeing Rick and Caitlin on the runway, you might be here crying your eyes out, so I just, you know. Amber: I'm all right. Oscar: Yeah, apparently so, you're playing tonsil hockey with a teenage kid. Amber: We were comforting each other. Oscar: Just how comfortable did you two get? Amber: It was just a kiss. Oscar: And it didn't go any further? Amber: It could have, but I stopped it. Oscar: Why did you let it start? Amber: Well, it just kind of snuck up on us. You know, I mean, I was giving him a massage and -- Oscar: Oh, come on. Amber: No. No, he needed to relax. Oscar: And what about you? What did you get out of the deal? Amber: It was flattering. Having a kid like that get all hot and bothered over me. Oscar: There it is. "A kid like that." "A kid like that." You mean, a Forrester. Amber: Oh, don't. Oscar: No, no. Now I know how much that family means to you. Amber: It has nothing to do with them. Oscar: Okay, let's please be honest here. Okay? Now, amber, it was a different world for you when you were living inside that circle. Part of that family. Living the life. No worries. Everything taken care of. I mean, come on. Amber: So you think I'm using Thomas? No, no. Okay, he is a sweet kid who needed someone to talk to. Oscar: Okay. There it is, see, he's a kid now, but in a few years, Ridge Forrester's son is going to -- Amber: Is going to be hot property. Oscar: Yeah. And I figured maybe you just want to get a jump on the competition. Amber: No, no, no. Okay, it was a rotten night. And I gave him a massage. And then he made me laugh. So I gave him a thrill. Oscar: Okay, okay, okay. Whatever. Just don't do it again. Amber: I don't believe this. I don't believe this. You're coming down on me? Okay, Rick is over there with Caitlin doing the exact same thing. Oscar: All right, fine, so the guy's a dog. But if this gets out, they're going to be calling you a lot worse. All right? Amber: Oh, 'cause I'm a woman? Oscar: No, no, not 'cause you're a woman. 'Cause you got a history with these people, Amber. And if you're smart, you won't repeat it. Ridge: You want to talk? Thomas: No, thanks. Brooke: I can leave you two alone. Thomas: No, it's cool. Caitlin told you what happened, right? I saw her kissing Rick? Ridge: Yeah. Brooke: She feels terrible about that. They both do. Thomas: Nobody's got to feel sorry for me. I'm fine. Ridge: No one would blame you if you were angry. Thomas: What's the point? I mean, Caitlin likes Rick. I get that. Ridge: You're okay with that? Thomas: Got to focus on what I have, not what I don't have. Brooke: That's a very mature attitude. Thomas: Well, I'm a pretty mature guy. Ridge: I know Caitlin was very important to you. Thomas: Yeah, apparently, I wasn't so important to her. Brooke: No, you are. She talked a lot about that. Ridge: This was supposed to be an important night for you guys. Thomas: It wasn't a total bust. Ridge: Well, you were looking forward to walking Caitlin down that runway, weren't you? Thomas: I look forward to a lot of stuff, dad. Some of it happens, some of it doesn't. Now, can I go crash? I'm beat. Ridge: Yeah. If you want to talk, I'm going to be up for awhile. Thomas: Thanks. Good night. Felicia: You want me to leave? Nick: I want you to be honest. Felicia: I don't have to tell you anything, Nick. Nick: No, you don't. But if you want to stop sailing in circles, at least be honest with yourself. Felicia: I just don't know where this is coming from. Nick: Well, if you don't want to hear it, you can go. I'm not the one lookin' for company remember. Felicia: That's all I'm looking for. You know, just to hang out, have fun. Nick: That's right. You thought I'd just play along with it. Honey, I am the master of that routine. Felicia: What routine? Nick: Pretending I'm not lonely. Felicia: Oh, now who's got the baggage? You see, I'm not lonely. No, I am surrounded by people all the time. Nick: Strangers. Felicia: No, friends. Nick: Who just think you're the hottest thing in the world, don't they? Little Felicia Forrester, a big jetsetter. It's real glamorous to them, isn't it? Felicia: Not to you. Nick: I know the truth. Felicia: Oh, god, I can't believe how arrogant you are! Nick: Guess I struck a nerve. Felicia: What, this is all an act? You said so yourself, I barely know you. Why would I bother lying to you? Nick: Because it becomes second nature. I just thought you could use a break. Felicia: From being a fake? Nick: You tell me I'm wrong. Felicia: I'm not going to tell you anything. Nick: Hey, Forrester, forgot your bag. What's this? Felicia: None of your damn business. Just like the rest of my life! Amber: I don't have to listen to this. Oscar: Are you going to leave Thomas alone? Amber: Yes. Oscar: If he calls you? Amber: He won't. Oscar: If he does? Amber: If he does, I will tell him the same thing I'm telling you. Adios. Sayonara. Toodle-loo. Good-bye. Brooke: He seems okay. Ridge: I'm not so sure about that. Brooke: That's not the reaction we expected. Teenagers are hard to predict. Ridge: Something must have happened. Brooke: He had a good talk with his friend. Ridge: We still don't know where he was. Brooke: Well, he's home now. It doesn't matter. Ridge: Well, maybe it does. Did you get the feeling that he was hiding something? Brooke: Maybe he didn't want us to see how hurt he really is. Ridge: Don't get me wrong, I'm glad he's feeling better. It just seems kind of strange. He's never been one of those people who just turn on a dime. Brooke: You're not afraid he's been drinking? He didn't seem -- Ridge: No, no, no, not that. Just -- there is something. Brooke: Obviously, he didn't want to talk about it. Ridge: Yeah. I guess we'll just have to keep an eye on him. [ Phone rings ] Amber: Hello? Thomas: Hey, it's me. Thomas. Amber, you there? Amber: You shouldn't have called me. Thomas: Well, I wanted to see you again. Like, tomorrow. Amber: I can't. Thomas: You afraid you won't be able to resist me? Amber: You know what? Just -- just stop it, okay? This isn't funny. Thomas: Who's joking? Amber: Look, Thomas, I'm glad you're feeling better. I really am, but this thing has gotten way -- Thomas: Oh, are we having a thing? Amber: No. No, no. No, we are not. And you know, don't even think about it. Thomas: Well, you're all I'm going to be thinking about. Amber: That's it. That's it. Okay, if you don't stop it right now, I'm hanging up. Do you hear me? Thomas: Come on, loosen up, I just wanted to say good night. Amber: And that's it? Thomas: And to wish you sweet dreams. I know mine are going to be.