Chap.2
Theresa swam from one end of the long pool to the other. The cool water helped her forget the hard day she had just finished. Slowly she moved through the liquid glass, making few waves.
I can't believe Fox got all those accounts to sign, and so fast! He really IS a charmer. Well…at least Alistair was happy when he left for the day. That's a plus.
Theresa loved swimming at night. No one was ever around to distract her from her thoughts. With only the stars in the heavens and the moon casting its white light onto the water's surface, Theresa was at ease. Dipping quietly below the surface, Theresa swam to the deep and caught sight of a shining object laying on the floor of the pool. Quickly she made her way to the tiny sliver disk.
A dime! How did that get down here? Someone must have had it in a pocket and it found it's way into the pool.
As Theresa started to push back towards the surface, a small shimmering object fell past her on its way to the bottom of the pool. Theresa made grab for it and caught it just before it hit the floor.
Another dime! But where did it come from?
Theresa looked towards the water's surface just as another silver disk came shimmering past. This one was a little bigger than the last two. Theresa held out her hand and a nickel fell onto it next to the two dimes.
Someone is throwing money into the pool!
Theresa kicked to the surface and shook the water from her eyes. As she peered into the night's darkness, a soft plunking sound made her turn her head to the other side of the pool. A tall figure was one buy one, throwing change into the pool.
"Fox! What are you doing?"
"Wasting more of Father's not-so-hard-earned money. I thought a wishing well might be a nice addition to our mansion." Fox smiled as Theresa swam to the edge of the pool.
"I see." Theresa studied Fox in the moon light. He had a great smile, not to mention a great toned body.
"You look good, step-mommy. I was watching you swim. You have great form." Fox smiled and squatted down to get a better look at her in the moon light.
"Don't call me that." Why did he get to her like that? She tried not to let it bother her, but he had a way of pushing her buttons and getting under her skin.
"But that's what you are. My step-mommy" Fox loved to ruffle Theresa's feathers. Reaching out, Fox traced the curves of Theresa's face with the tip of his finger.
Theresa wanted to pull away, but his eyes held her captive. The way the moon light danced in his deep blue eyes made her want to be touched like this…touched by Fox, every second of every day of her life.
"Fox." Theresa shook her head and came back to her senses. "It's getting late. I'm going to bed." She pushed herself out of the water and grabbed for her towel, but Fox got to it first.
"Allow me…." Fox slowly wrapped the towel around Theresa's shoulders and pulled her closer towards his body. He worked the towel over her upper body slowly, teasing her with slight feather caresses over her soft skin.
Why are the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end? He knows what he's doing to me. He won't win this game. I won't give in.
"Theresa…." Fox turned her around to face him. Why did he feel like this? Every time he touched her soft skin it was like a shock wave of electricity was washing over his body. He wanted her. But not like he had wanted all the others. He longed for her; thirst for her, the way a dessert rose thirst for a single drop of rain after a long drout.
Is she getting to me? ME? Fox Crane? NEVER! I'm the one in control here, not her. No woman has ever gotten to me and no woman WILL ever get to me. I'm in control….. But if I'm so in control…why am I shaking?
"Fox…you're shaking like a leaf. It's getting cold out here. I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. You should do the same." Theresa released herself from Fox's grip and walked into the mansion.
Fox stood there for a second watching her walk away from him.
A shower, hu? I could use a hot shower myself. Let's just see how hot we can make it.
The hot water felt good on Theresa's back as she washed away the world around her. Why had Fox looked at her with such a strange look in his eyes? She knew he was trying to get to her, but could it be that she was getting to him?
The water made a tranquil sound as it flowed down her body and onto the shower floor. She loved this shower. It was so big, you could have a party it there.
Theresa didn't hear the bathroom door open as a figure slowly walked towards her watching her every move.
Theresa was lost in her own little world as a soft pair of hands slid over her shoulders and down her arms.
"AAGGHHH!" Theresa screamed and turned around so fast she slipped on the slippery shower tile and fell forward into the arms of her shower mate.