BANG!

At the loud noise Theresa jumped back.

"What was that?" she asked.

"I don't know, I'll go check." Said Ethan walking into the next room.

Theresa sat down on the couch. "What just happened? We almost kissed, that's what." She said to herself smiling.

Ethan came back. "The wind is blowing pretty hard and I guess it undid the lock to the shutters, that was the sound." He had been so close to kissing her. He had really wanted to, too. Thinking about their almost kiss brought a smile to his face.

"Earth to Ethan." Said Theresa as he stood there smiling at her.

"Oh, sorry Theresa."

"That's ok." Said Theresa

"It's really snowing out there. I hope we don't get snowed in." said Ethan.

"Me either." Said Theresa although she kind of wished they would.


"Why don't I order a pizza? Asked Ethan.

"Okay." Said Theresa.

"What do you want on it?"

"Umm…extra cheese, pepperoni and ham." Said Theresa.

"Great, you read my mind." He said smiling at her.

He went in the other room and ordered it.

He then went back into the living room and sat down.

"Can you bake?" asked Ethan.

"Well yes, Mama taught me." Said Theresa.

"Good because I have a recipe for chocolate chip cookies and I was wondering if you would help me make them."

"Alright, but can you bake?" she asked smiling.

"Well of course, how hard could it be anyway?" he said smiling at her.

Theresa just laughed. "Come on." She said pulling him into the kitchen.

"Ok, I need the recipe and the ingredients." Said Theresa.

Ethan handed the recipe to Theresa. "Alright, we need shortening, brown and white sugar, eggs, vanilla, flour, baking soda, salt, milk and last of all chocolate chips." She said.

"Well I don't think I can remember all of that so can you help me get the stuff?" asked Ethan.

"Sure."

Theresa headed to the refrigerator and Ethan to the cupboards. After a few minutes of searching they found everything.
"Alright, now we have to mix the dry ingredients, do you want to or shall I?" asked Theresa.

"I can do it." Said Ethan with slight confidence he got a mixing bowl and grabbed the bag of flour. He went to open it when he accidentally tore the bag and flour went every where.

Theresa took one look at him and started laughing like there was no tomorrow.

"Hahaha, so you think it's funny?" asked Ethan with flour all over his face.

Theresa was doubled over with laughter she couldn't reply.

"I think I'll take that as a yes." Said Ethan with a smile on his flour covered face. He picked up the remains of the flour bag and dumped it over her head.

"Ethan!" squealed Theresa.

"Now you look like a ghost too." Said Ethan

"This means war!" Theresa scooped some flour off of the floor with her hands and threw it at him.

Ethan did the same thing and soon they were running around the Kitchen both covered with flour looking ridiculous.

"Ok, we're making a mess we'd better stop." Said Theresa still giggling. "I'll make the cookies and you can go get cleaned up."

"Okay." Said Ethan dabbing flour on her nose. She playfully hit him as he walked out of the room.

"She's so wonderful." Thought Ethan. "Her smile, her hair, her eyes. Everything about her is amazing.

Theresa managed to find another bag of flour. She mixed everything in the bowl and then put the cookies in the oven. She then got the broom and started sweeping up the flour.

Fifteen minutes later the cookies were done. "Ethan are you out of the shower?"

"Yeah." He said coming out of the bathroom in a pair of fresh clothes.

"The cookies are cooling but we are going to eat them after dinner." She said looking at him suspiciously.

"Okay." Said Ethan smiling. "Go get cleaned up, the pizza will be here soon."

"Alright, I'll be out in a few minutes." She said going into the bathroom.


Ethan hurried around the house. He grabbed candles and put them on the table, then he got wineglasses and filled them with sparkling cider. He then got plates and silverware and sat them on the table.

He heard a knock at the door and answered it.

"Delivery for Mr. Crane." Said the pizza guy.

"Thanks." Said Ethan handing him the money. "Have a goodnight." He said taking the pizza. He closed the door and then opened the box. He put two pieces of pizza on each plate and then sat the rest on a plate on the side. Then he put a big plate filled with the cookies in the center.

Then he stood waiting for Theresa.

Theresa came out of the bathroom with her hair wet and combed back and wearing some clean clothes.

"Madam your dinner is served." He said bowing.

Theresa smiled "Only you could make pizza and cookies look this classy." She said.
Ethan pushed in her chair, turned on the radio and then sat across from her.
They ate in silence, neither really knowing what to say. Theresa was the first to break the silence. "I want to thank you again for doing this for me. I've been happier this one day than I have this whole month."
"Well you really need some fun, I'm glad I could help."
"So did you see Sheridan and Luis lately? They look so cute together." Said Theresa.
"Yeah, I did." Said Ethan a look of hurt shadowing his face.
"Have you told her about your father?"
"No, the time just never seems right." He said.
"Ethan. Who is your real father?"
Ethan looked at her, her caring, concerned eyes. "Sam Bennett." He said in a whisper.
He looked at Theresa trying to judge her expression. She just reached across the table and grabbed his hand. Ethan let out a sigh of relief. "I have wanted to get that off of my chest for the longest time."
(the song "Kiss Me" by Sixpence None The Richer starts to play) "I'm glad I could help." She said smiling at him. "Oh, I love this song!" exclaimed Theresa.
"Well, may I have this dance?"
"Of course." Replied Theresa.
Kiss me out of the bearded barley.
Lightly, beside the green, green grass.
Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Theresa laid her head against Ethan's shoulder.
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand.
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance,
Silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.

Ethan could feel the heat between their bodies. He had never felt more content.

Kiss me down by the broken tree house.
Swing me high upon its hanging tire.
Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat.
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.

Theresa felt like she was in heaven. Everything about that day was wonderful, for a moment she thought maybe this was just another fantasy but the feelings were to real.
She happily sighed and continued to dance with the man of her dreams.