Chapter 18
The rest of the night ended perfectly, they couldn't keep their hands or eyes off each other. But it was getting late, and Theresa wanted to get home.
"Fox?" she was holding his hand, rubbing circles on his palm.
"Hm?"
"Do you think we could go now, I think Mama might be stressed by taking care of little Ethan and Sarah."
He groaned.
"Aw, but it feels so good here, can't we stay here just a little longer?"
"Please? You can see Sarah."
His face lit up reminding himself that he had an adorable little daughter, if only they all could all be a family, life would be perfect.
"All right."
Theresa reluctantly left his arms, stood up and stretched with Fox watching her every move. She eyed him.
"What?"
He shrugged and got up as well. He took her hand and walked back toward the car.
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Fox was back at Theresa's back shaking Sarah playfully on his knee; she seemed to be perfectly content with her baby gurgling. Theresa was tucking little Ethan in; she stepped back into the room and whispered.
"Fox? Do you want to put Sarah to bed?"
He silently nodded.
She led him to her crib where Fox gently laid her down in the bed, but not before placing a soft kiss on her blond hair. At first Sarah clutched onto his finger, not wanting to let go, but soon began to drift off. He smiled, he promised himself that he would be an amazing father and give her all the love and care she deserved. He smiled at her once last time before taking Theresa's hand and leading her out the room and turning off the lights.
They sat down on the couch beside each other in silence. Theresa opened her mouth about to say something but shut it again, Fox looked up hopeful that maybe she was going to reclaim her love for him once again. She got up leaving him confused, she walked to her room and came back out beckoning him to follow her, and so he did. Once he got in, she quietly shut the door afraid to wake up the children.
She motioned to him to sit down in chair. Meanwhile she pulled out an object from her desk. He was curious to know what it was. She passed it to him while he stared at it, with shock.
It was the photo, the photo of him and Danielle at the beach. How did she get hold of this? It had been hidden in his drawer for the longest time.
"Er, Theresa, where did--"
"Don't question, just answer, why was this hidden the whole time?"
He was speechless but what else could he say but the truth.
"Remember that day when you came into my room and I showed you the box of my special memories that contained the two of us?"
She nodded and smiled reflecting that, it had been such a sweet gesture, but the smile faded as she thought that Danielle could have been connected to the event.
"Well, before I put all the objects in it, I had an old one."
She closed her eyes, knowing that it had been the past with Danielle.
"With Danielle?" she questioned.
He nodded.
"Well, I thought it was wrong to keep it so I burned it up, but I kept the photo because I needed to keep something of her."
"So that whole time, you couldn't let go of her?"
"I tried but something just came over me."
"You felt obligated to make this whole nonsense box of 'Fox and Theresa' things?"
"I did not feel obligated, I knew I should, I wanted to."
"You made it because you assumed that it could replace everything that you and Danielle shared."
"No, it's not like that."
"Theresa, this was 3 years ago! I've moved on, nothing is going on between Danielle and me."
Her glared softened "How do I know this for sure?"
"Honestly I cannot prove it to you, all I can do is tell you how much I love and need you." He took the photo and ripped it in half tossing it in the garbage can as if that specific object never had an impact on his life.
She stared at his actions, quite surprised. She looked up and met his gaze.
"You know how I feel about you, I only see you in my future, no one else."
"Promise?"
"Promise." He bent down and sealed the deal with a soft tantalizing kiss.
She pulled apart wanting to ask another question.
"Are we always going to be together? You'll always love me?" Theresa still wasn't absolutely sure she could place her heart in his hands again.
"As long as we live. I'll never leave your side." He kissed her forehead leaving her to ponder over his words.
But there were a few words Fox was aching to hear again.
"Theresa?"
"Yes?"
"Tell me you still love me."
She wanted to but wasn't sure. She still felt very guilty because not long ago she was stating her love for another man. Was it absolutely time to put herself back into a relationship, take this risk? She knew he loved her but was it too early to get back together with Fox?
She didn't care anymore; she had missed so much of life without him there beside her. She was willing to get her heart broken again if it meant that she would be able to get another chance at love with Fox. She looked up to meet his desperate and pleading eyes.
She leaned in closer and placed her small hand on his cheek.
"Fox.I love you.always did, always will." She murmured against his lips.
He smiled, happy. He had been waiting 3 long years longing to hear those simple words, a simple three words could change so much.
"I love you too." And kissed her again, a deeper kiss, a kiss expressing his love for her.
Theresa fell back onto her bed, with Fox situated on top. She looked into his eyes, an intense look making him very curious to what she was thinking.
He wound a strand piece of hair around his finger loving the softness against his skin, he had missed her so much, her kisses, her touch, everything. And now here she was, in living color.
He didn't want to come on too strong since they had just gotten back together not long ago, but how much he wanted her. Fox couldn't take it any longer; he brought their lips together in a crushing kiss telling her how much he wanted her.
Theresa remembered how good he tasted, just simply how amazing he was. One simple touch from him could keep her content for days. As long he was close.
She placed soft kisses on his neck her hand resting on his chest.
He rolled them over so he loomed above her, and gave her a reassuring kiss on the forehead telling her everything would be all right between them.
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It was just a few hours after they had made love and Fox was awake, gazing at his beautiful lover. Words could not express what he felt for this woman. It was inexplicable.
He reached out and smoothed out her hair his hand resting on her arm. Nothing was interfering between them, maybe they could be happy now.
The phone rang and Fox quickly picked it up, not wanting to wake up anyone in the house, but who would be calling at this time? It was nearly 4:25 a.m
"Hello?" he groggily asked.
"Enjoy her while you can, she'll leave your side very soon."
Fox became alert and shot up in bed.
"Who is this?"
"She will die..die.." the person cackled.
"Who the hell is this? Stop playing prank calls."
He assumed that this was probably just some teenage boy trying to have some fun.
"Goodnight!" he was about to slam down the phone when he heard a word that would change everything.
"Theresa."
Fox quickly replaced the phone back to his ear.
"What?"
"Theresa will die.enjoy her while you can."
"Who the heck is this? Answer me!"
He heard some sharp noises on the phone as if someone was sharpening knives, he shivered slightly.
"Goodbye!" whoever this was, this was probably just a coincidence. He slammed the phone down, actually a bit frightened. The voice seemed to be disguised speaking into a microphone or something. He glanced at Theresa, scared that she might be gone.
He slid back into bed, nervous to get to bed, what if the voice hadn't been a joke, and something would happen to Theresa? No, it couldn't be possible.could it?
Theresa stirred slightly and opened her eyes.
"Fox?"
"Yes?"
"Who was that on the phone? You sounded quite upset."
"Oh, that was some prank call."
"All right, get back to bed okay?" she kissed him one last time before she closed her eyes once again.
"I will."
He wrapped his arms tightly around her, afraid to let go. In the pit of his stomach, something bad was going to happen, he could feel it. He tried to forget about it, and focus on the life he and Theresa would be sharing together, but he couldn't get the phone call out of his head.
"I swear, I will never let anything happen to Theresa." He would keep that promise, wouldn't he?
The rest of the night ended perfectly, they couldn't keep their hands or eyes off each other. But it was getting late, and Theresa wanted to get home.
"Fox?" she was holding his hand, rubbing circles on his palm.
"Hm?"
"Do you think we could go now, I think Mama might be stressed by taking care of little Ethan and Sarah."
He groaned.
"Aw, but it feels so good here, can't we stay here just a little longer?"
"Please? You can see Sarah."
His face lit up reminding himself that he had an adorable little daughter, if only they all could all be a family, life would be perfect.
"All right."
Theresa reluctantly left his arms, stood up and stretched with Fox watching her every move. She eyed him.
"What?"
He shrugged and got up as well. He took her hand and walked back toward the car.
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Fox was back at Theresa's back shaking Sarah playfully on his knee; she seemed to be perfectly content with her baby gurgling. Theresa was tucking little Ethan in; she stepped back into the room and whispered.
"Fox? Do you want to put Sarah to bed?"
He silently nodded.
She led him to her crib where Fox gently laid her down in the bed, but not before placing a soft kiss on her blond hair. At first Sarah clutched onto his finger, not wanting to let go, but soon began to drift off. He smiled, he promised himself that he would be an amazing father and give her all the love and care she deserved. He smiled at her once last time before taking Theresa's hand and leading her out the room and turning off the lights.
They sat down on the couch beside each other in silence. Theresa opened her mouth about to say something but shut it again, Fox looked up hopeful that maybe she was going to reclaim her love for him once again. She got up leaving him confused, she walked to her room and came back out beckoning him to follow her, and so he did. Once he got in, she quietly shut the door afraid to wake up the children.
She motioned to him to sit down in chair. Meanwhile she pulled out an object from her desk. He was curious to know what it was. She passed it to him while he stared at it, with shock.
It was the photo, the photo of him and Danielle at the beach. How did she get hold of this? It had been hidden in his drawer for the longest time.
"Er, Theresa, where did--"
"Don't question, just answer, why was this hidden the whole time?"
He was speechless but what else could he say but the truth.
"Remember that day when you came into my room and I showed you the box of my special memories that contained the two of us?"
She nodded and smiled reflecting that, it had been such a sweet gesture, but the smile faded as she thought that Danielle could have been connected to the event.
"Well, before I put all the objects in it, I had an old one."
She closed her eyes, knowing that it had been the past with Danielle.
"With Danielle?" she questioned.
He nodded.
"Well, I thought it was wrong to keep it so I burned it up, but I kept the photo because I needed to keep something of her."
"So that whole time, you couldn't let go of her?"
"I tried but something just came over me."
"You felt obligated to make this whole nonsense box of 'Fox and Theresa' things?"
"I did not feel obligated, I knew I should, I wanted to."
"You made it because you assumed that it could replace everything that you and Danielle shared."
"No, it's not like that."
"Theresa, this was 3 years ago! I've moved on, nothing is going on between Danielle and me."
Her glared softened "How do I know this for sure?"
"Honestly I cannot prove it to you, all I can do is tell you how much I love and need you." He took the photo and ripped it in half tossing it in the garbage can as if that specific object never had an impact on his life.
She stared at his actions, quite surprised. She looked up and met his gaze.
"You know how I feel about you, I only see you in my future, no one else."
"Promise?"
"Promise." He bent down and sealed the deal with a soft tantalizing kiss.
She pulled apart wanting to ask another question.
"Are we always going to be together? You'll always love me?" Theresa still wasn't absolutely sure she could place her heart in his hands again.
"As long as we live. I'll never leave your side." He kissed her forehead leaving her to ponder over his words.
But there were a few words Fox was aching to hear again.
"Theresa?"
"Yes?"
"Tell me you still love me."
She wanted to but wasn't sure. She still felt very guilty because not long ago she was stating her love for another man. Was it absolutely time to put herself back into a relationship, take this risk? She knew he loved her but was it too early to get back together with Fox?
She didn't care anymore; she had missed so much of life without him there beside her. She was willing to get her heart broken again if it meant that she would be able to get another chance at love with Fox. She looked up to meet his desperate and pleading eyes.
She leaned in closer and placed her small hand on his cheek.
"Fox.I love you.always did, always will." She murmured against his lips.
He smiled, happy. He had been waiting 3 long years longing to hear those simple words, a simple three words could change so much.
"I love you too." And kissed her again, a deeper kiss, a kiss expressing his love for her.
Theresa fell back onto her bed, with Fox situated on top. She looked into his eyes, an intense look making him very curious to what she was thinking.
He wound a strand piece of hair around his finger loving the softness against his skin, he had missed her so much, her kisses, her touch, everything. And now here she was, in living color.
He didn't want to come on too strong since they had just gotten back together not long ago, but how much he wanted her. Fox couldn't take it any longer; he brought their lips together in a crushing kiss telling her how much he wanted her.
Theresa remembered how good he tasted, just simply how amazing he was. One simple touch from him could keep her content for days. As long he was close.
She placed soft kisses on his neck her hand resting on his chest.
He rolled them over so he loomed above her, and gave her a reassuring kiss on the forehead telling her everything would be all right between them.
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It was just a few hours after they had made love and Fox was awake, gazing at his beautiful lover. Words could not express what he felt for this woman. It was inexplicable.
He reached out and smoothed out her hair his hand resting on her arm. Nothing was interfering between them, maybe they could be happy now.
The phone rang and Fox quickly picked it up, not wanting to wake up anyone in the house, but who would be calling at this time? It was nearly 4:25 a.m
"Hello?" he groggily asked.
"Enjoy her while you can, she'll leave your side very soon."
Fox became alert and shot up in bed.
"Who is this?"
"She will die..die.." the person cackled.
"Who the hell is this? Stop playing prank calls."
He assumed that this was probably just some teenage boy trying to have some fun.
"Goodnight!" he was about to slam down the phone when he heard a word that would change everything.
"Theresa."
Fox quickly replaced the phone back to his ear.
"What?"
"Theresa will die.enjoy her while you can."
"Who the heck is this? Answer me!"
He heard some sharp noises on the phone as if someone was sharpening knives, he shivered slightly.
"Goodbye!" whoever this was, this was probably just a coincidence. He slammed the phone down, actually a bit frightened. The voice seemed to be disguised speaking into a microphone or something. He glanced at Theresa, scared that she might be gone.
He slid back into bed, nervous to get to bed, what if the voice hadn't been a joke, and something would happen to Theresa? No, it couldn't be possible.could it?
Theresa stirred slightly and opened her eyes.
"Fox?"
"Yes?"
"Who was that on the phone? You sounded quite upset."
"Oh, that was some prank call."
"All right, get back to bed okay?" she kissed him one last time before she closed her eyes once again.
"I will."
He wrapped his arms tightly around her, afraid to let go. In the pit of his stomach, something bad was going to happen, he could feel it. He tried to forget about it, and focus on the life he and Theresa would be sharing together, but he couldn't get the phone call out of his head.
"I swear, I will never let anything happen to Theresa." He would keep that promise, wouldn't he?