CHAPTER 15
Jealousy
"Tonight?"
"Yes, tonight."
"Sure. I would love to. Where do we meet?"
"You can meet me at the restaurant then we can go down to the club."
"What's the name of it?"
"The club? Bump and Grind."
She was silent for a moment.
"Teresa, are you still there?"
"Yes I'm still on the line, Dylan. I guess it's the name."
"I baptized it, you know."
"You're the owner?"
"It belongs to my family, but I'm the one in charge. So I'll see you for dinner?"
"Yes, of course."
"I'm looking forward to it."
She hung up the phone and went to her closet to chose something for the evening.
"Teresa? Are you decent?"
He peaked his head inside her bedroom.
"You're asking me if I'm decent but you're inside before I can say yes or no?"
"Sorry, force of habit I guess."
He looked at her going through her clothes.
"Are you going out?"
"Yes, I'm meeting Dylan for dinner and then we're going to dance the night away."
He grimaced
"Dancing? Where?"
"Bump and Grind."
She looked at him and saw that there was something off.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me, Fox."
"You want to know what's up?"
"Of course I do."
"I'm not very thrilled that you and Dylan are going out. Especially to the Bump and Grind."
She looked at him feeling frustration coming over her.
"I can take care of myself."
"I know you can, but I worry."
She gave him a comforting smile, hoping that it would feel better.
"You should leave, I need to get changed and leave."
"Do you want me to drive you?"
"No, I'll drive myself."
"Don't drink, Teresa."
She was starting to be annoyed with him.
"Back off, Fox. I know what I'm doing."
"Do you? Last time you did something stupid, you ended up in my father's bed."
"How could you bring this up again? I've paid my dues for that mistake. I lost the man I loved, my son was taken from me. Don't you think that...."
"Look, I should never have said that. I'm really sorry."
She turned away from him. She took off the shirt she was wearing and put the one she took out of her closet. Fox looked away as she did that but he kept talking to her.
"Teresa, I just don't want you anywhere near Dylan."
She glared at him. She was getting upset.
"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't and I will call him and cancel."
He looked at her and knew that she meant it. "He is bad news, Teresa."
"Well that's a really good reason, Fox. I will cancel the date. What the hell is wrong with you? You think this is some reason to not see him? People also said that you were bad news."
"It's obvious that I will not get anywhere with you. So go ahead, go out with Dylan. But when he gets you into bed and dumps, don't come crying to me because I won't listen."
"Did it occur to you that maybe it's what I want? A one night stand."
"I can't believe I'm hearing this from you Teresa."
"Why not?"
"Because this is not like you."
"It's not like you to be in love and yet, here we are."
"Don't change the subject."
She took off the skirt she was wearing and pulled a pair of pants on as he watched her. She picked up her car keys and her purse and left the room with him right behind her.
"Teresa!"
"No, I will go out with him tonight."
"No, you will regret it if you let him have you."
She opened her car door and got in.
"One last thing, Fox. Don't wait up."
She drove off and he went back in. He sat on her bed for a while, hoping that she would come back but she didn't. He could imagine her in Dylan's arms. Dylan getting her drunk, Dylan taking advantage of her, of his Teresa. The phone rang and he picked up.
"Teresa?"
"No, it's Whitney. Is Teresa alright?"
"Yes, she's fine but she's out for the night."
"I was calling her to get together, but since she's gone....would you like to do something tonight?"
"Like what?"
"Maybe go to a club and dance the night away?"
"Is there anywhere in particular you would like to go?"
"I heard that the Bump and Grind is really good."
"Bump and Grind it is then. I'll see and Chad later, how's 11pm sound?"
"11 is good, but it will be just me. Chad is in New York to sign some client."
"I'll pick you up."
"Great, I'll see you then."
He hung up and left Teresa's room not without taking a look over his shoulder. He hated that him and Teresa had that argument. He thought of Whitney.
"No Chad. Maybe it's time to make my move."
"Tonight?"
"Yes, tonight."
"Sure. I would love to. Where do we meet?"
"You can meet me at the restaurant then we can go down to the club."
"What's the name of it?"
"The club? Bump and Grind."
She was silent for a moment.
"Teresa, are you still there?"
"Yes I'm still on the line, Dylan. I guess it's the name."
"I baptized it, you know."
"You're the owner?"
"It belongs to my family, but I'm the one in charge. So I'll see you for dinner?"
"Yes, of course."
"I'm looking forward to it."
She hung up the phone and went to her closet to chose something for the evening.
"Teresa? Are you decent?"
He peaked his head inside her bedroom.
"You're asking me if I'm decent but you're inside before I can say yes or no?"
"Sorry, force of habit I guess."
He looked at her going through her clothes.
"Are you going out?"
"Yes, I'm meeting Dylan for dinner and then we're going to dance the night away."
He grimaced
"Dancing? Where?"
"Bump and Grind."
She looked at him and saw that there was something off.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Don't lie to me, Fox."
"You want to know what's up?"
"Of course I do."
"I'm not very thrilled that you and Dylan are going out. Especially to the Bump and Grind."
She looked at him feeling frustration coming over her.
"I can take care of myself."
"I know you can, but I worry."
She gave him a comforting smile, hoping that it would feel better.
"You should leave, I need to get changed and leave."
"Do you want me to drive you?"
"No, I'll drive myself."
"Don't drink, Teresa."
She was starting to be annoyed with him.
"Back off, Fox. I know what I'm doing."
"Do you? Last time you did something stupid, you ended up in my father's bed."
"How could you bring this up again? I've paid my dues for that mistake. I lost the man I loved, my son was taken from me. Don't you think that...."
"Look, I should never have said that. I'm really sorry."
She turned away from him. She took off the shirt she was wearing and put the one she took out of her closet. Fox looked away as she did that but he kept talking to her.
"Teresa, I just don't want you anywhere near Dylan."
She glared at him. She was getting upset.
"Give me a good reason why I shouldn't and I will call him and cancel."
He looked at her and knew that she meant it. "He is bad news, Teresa."
"Well that's a really good reason, Fox. I will cancel the date. What the hell is wrong with you? You think this is some reason to not see him? People also said that you were bad news."
"It's obvious that I will not get anywhere with you. So go ahead, go out with Dylan. But when he gets you into bed and dumps, don't come crying to me because I won't listen."
"Did it occur to you that maybe it's what I want? A one night stand."
"I can't believe I'm hearing this from you Teresa."
"Why not?"
"Because this is not like you."
"It's not like you to be in love and yet, here we are."
"Don't change the subject."
She took off the skirt she was wearing and pulled a pair of pants on as he watched her. She picked up her car keys and her purse and left the room with him right behind her.
"Teresa!"
"No, I will go out with him tonight."
"No, you will regret it if you let him have you."
She opened her car door and got in.
"One last thing, Fox. Don't wait up."
She drove off and he went back in. He sat on her bed for a while, hoping that she would come back but she didn't. He could imagine her in Dylan's arms. Dylan getting her drunk, Dylan taking advantage of her, of his Teresa. The phone rang and he picked up.
"Teresa?"
"No, it's Whitney. Is Teresa alright?"
"Yes, she's fine but she's out for the night."
"I was calling her to get together, but since she's gone....would you like to do something tonight?"
"Like what?"
"Maybe go to a club and dance the night away?"
"Is there anywhere in particular you would like to go?"
"I heard that the Bump and Grind is really good."
"Bump and Grind it is then. I'll see and Chad later, how's 11pm sound?"
"11 is good, but it will be just me. Chad is in New York to sign some client."
"I'll pick you up."
"Great, I'll see you then."
He hung up and left Teresa's room not without taking a look over his shoulder. He hated that him and Teresa had that argument. He thought of Whitney.
"No Chad. Maybe it's time to make my move."
