Chapter 11
Help Me Feel Again
Teresa woke up. Everything was blurry, but slowly her vision began to come back into focus. She tried to sit up, but grabbed her head. It was killing her. "Fox, Fox!" Fox came running to her, kneeling down beside her.
"Oh, god, Teresa, you scared me to death. I was just trying to call Dr. Russell, but I think the storm may have knocked out the phones." He was truly scared. He wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to her before he could tell her how he felt. "Resa, you're shivering."
"I'm so cold, Fox."
"Here, come on, let's get you out of these wet clothes."
Teresa tried to raise her self up, but Fox put his hands on her shoulders. "No, you're not walking, let me carry you."
"Don't be ridiculous, Fox. I can take care of myself!" She pushed his hands away and rose to her feet. The room started spinning and her feet almost fell out from underneath her. Fox was able to catch her and he swooped her up. "You're so stubborn, Resa. Please, just let me take care of you." Teresa looked deeply into his eyes. He was truly worried about her. She gave in and put her arms around his neck. He walked her to the bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed. He gently touched her face. Teresa closed her eyes. She had never felt so much passion in one simple touch. She brought her hand up to his.
"I don't know what I would've done if something would have happened to you." He shuddered at the thought. How could he make it without his Resa?
"You don't have to worry, Fox, I'm fine. I just need some rest. Would you bring me my gown, please? It's in the top drawer." She pointed to the chest of drawers on the other side of the room. Fox walked over and opened the drawer and pulled out one of her gowns. He also walked to the bathroom and got a towel.
"We need to get you dried off before you catch pneumonia." Fox said seriously as he walked over and sit down on the bed beside her. He softly dried her hair and her face. He looked down at her for a minute and took in a deep breath. He reached down and started unbuttoning her blouse. Teresa tensed up, her face turned red and she looked away. Fox sensed this, "It's okay, Resa, I'm only trying to help you." He finished unbuttoning her blouse and helped her slip out of it. He dried her stomach and arms. He touched her ever so gently. He never knew his touch could be so soft. Teresa's heart was racing. No other man besides Ethan had seen her like this. Well, there was Julian, but he didn't even remember. Teresa shuddered at the thought.
Fox wanted her so bad, but he fought it back for her. He reached for the button on her pants and she gasped. Fox paused for a minute. He looked into her eyes and suddenly Teresa was comforted. She saw only love in Fox's eyes. He wasn't trying to take advantage of her. He truly cared for her and wanted to take care of her. She softly smiled at him okaying him to continue. He slowly slipped her out of her drenched pants. Fox slowly dried her legs. As she laid there in nothing but her undergarments, he was amazed by her beauty. She was so petite, so delicate. He was almost afraid he would break her. God, he wouldn't hurt her for anything in the world. He loved her and only wanted to do right by her. He only wanted to love her and to be loved by her.
Fox finished drying her legs and raised to get up, but Teresa softly laid her hand on his arm. "Don't stop." she said softly.
Fox looked at her a little confused. "What?"
"Don't stop, Fox. I want you, I need you." She brought him down to her and whispered in his ear, "Make love to me."
Fox was stunned. Had she just said this? No, he was hearing things, she was delirious from hitting her head. "Resa, come on, you don't know what you're saying."
She laid her hand upon his face, "I know exactly what I'm saying, Fox. I need you, please, show me what it's like to feel again."
Fox starred at Teresa for a few brief seconds. He wanted her so bad, but like this?
Teresa took her hand and placed it on Fox's chin drawing him down to her. She softly grazed her lips across his. They seperated and looked deeply into each others eyes. Fox sighed, "Teresa, are you sure you want this?"
"I'm more sure of this than I am anything." Fox leaned down and kissed her. Teresa reached up and pulled him closer deepening the kiss. Teresa unbottoned his shirt and they both slipped it off of him. Fox once again seized Teresa's lips. Both flooded by emotions. Both wanting to be closer to the other. Fox's right hand grazed down Teresa's neck and then trailed down to her right breast and softly cupped it. Teresa moaned, "Fox." Fox was slammed back into reality. He couldn't do this, not to her. He couldn't pretend tomorrow that this never happened. He couldn't do this and let her go back to Ethan when he realized it was Teresa he wanted. He loved her too much to take advantage of her when he thought she was vunerable. He pulled back.
"What's wrong?", she asked worried.
"I can't do this, Resa. We can't do this. I won't let you do this. You're lonely, you're hurt and you're looking for a substitute for Ethan and I can't be that for you." He got up from the bed and began to put on his shirt not once looking at her.
Teresa became angry. She screamed at him. "I'm not looking for a substitute. I don't want Ethan can't you see that. Can't you feel it when I touch you, when I kiss you. Are you afraid you might feel something? Are you scared of what might be there between us?"
"I'm not afraid of what's not there."
"Everyone is right about you. You're heartless, incapable of love!" She grabbed her robe and pulled it over her, partially covering her naked body.
Fox couldn't believe what he had just heard. Her words cut through him like a knife. "Well, if that isn't the pot calling the kettle black. Maybe you're the heartless little bitch everyone says you are. Now, if you don't mind, I have a lot of work to do. I'll be packing my bags to go home tomorrow, I suggest you do the same. We're leaving for Harmony first thing in the morning. You'd better be ready!" Fox walked out slamming the door behind him.
Help Me Feel Again
Teresa woke up. Everything was blurry, but slowly her vision began to come back into focus. She tried to sit up, but grabbed her head. It was killing her. "Fox, Fox!" Fox came running to her, kneeling down beside her.
"Oh, god, Teresa, you scared me to death. I was just trying to call Dr. Russell, but I think the storm may have knocked out the phones." He was truly scared. He wouldn't know what to do if anything happened to her before he could tell her how he felt. "Resa, you're shivering."
"I'm so cold, Fox."
"Here, come on, let's get you out of these wet clothes."
Teresa tried to raise her self up, but Fox put his hands on her shoulders. "No, you're not walking, let me carry you."
"Don't be ridiculous, Fox. I can take care of myself!" She pushed his hands away and rose to her feet. The room started spinning and her feet almost fell out from underneath her. Fox was able to catch her and he swooped her up. "You're so stubborn, Resa. Please, just let me take care of you." Teresa looked deeply into his eyes. He was truly worried about her. She gave in and put her arms around his neck. He walked her to the bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed. He gently touched her face. Teresa closed her eyes. She had never felt so much passion in one simple touch. She brought her hand up to his.
"I don't know what I would've done if something would have happened to you." He shuddered at the thought. How could he make it without his Resa?
"You don't have to worry, Fox, I'm fine. I just need some rest. Would you bring me my gown, please? It's in the top drawer." She pointed to the chest of drawers on the other side of the room. Fox walked over and opened the drawer and pulled out one of her gowns. He also walked to the bathroom and got a towel.
"We need to get you dried off before you catch pneumonia." Fox said seriously as he walked over and sit down on the bed beside her. He softly dried her hair and her face. He looked down at her for a minute and took in a deep breath. He reached down and started unbuttoning her blouse. Teresa tensed up, her face turned red and she looked away. Fox sensed this, "It's okay, Resa, I'm only trying to help you." He finished unbuttoning her blouse and helped her slip out of it. He dried her stomach and arms. He touched her ever so gently. He never knew his touch could be so soft. Teresa's heart was racing. No other man besides Ethan had seen her like this. Well, there was Julian, but he didn't even remember. Teresa shuddered at the thought.
Fox wanted her so bad, but he fought it back for her. He reached for the button on her pants and she gasped. Fox paused for a minute. He looked into her eyes and suddenly Teresa was comforted. She saw only love in Fox's eyes. He wasn't trying to take advantage of her. He truly cared for her and wanted to take care of her. She softly smiled at him okaying him to continue. He slowly slipped her out of her drenched pants. Fox slowly dried her legs. As she laid there in nothing but her undergarments, he was amazed by her beauty. She was so petite, so delicate. He was almost afraid he would break her. God, he wouldn't hurt her for anything in the world. He loved her and only wanted to do right by her. He only wanted to love her and to be loved by her.
Fox finished drying her legs and raised to get up, but Teresa softly laid her hand on his arm. "Don't stop." she said softly.
Fox looked at her a little confused. "What?"
"Don't stop, Fox. I want you, I need you." She brought him down to her and whispered in his ear, "Make love to me."
Fox was stunned. Had she just said this? No, he was hearing things, she was delirious from hitting her head. "Resa, come on, you don't know what you're saying."
She laid her hand upon his face, "I know exactly what I'm saying, Fox. I need you, please, show me what it's like to feel again."
Fox starred at Teresa for a few brief seconds. He wanted her so bad, but like this?
Teresa took her hand and placed it on Fox's chin drawing him down to her. She softly grazed her lips across his. They seperated and looked deeply into each others eyes. Fox sighed, "Teresa, are you sure you want this?"
"I'm more sure of this than I am anything." Fox leaned down and kissed her. Teresa reached up and pulled him closer deepening the kiss. Teresa unbottoned his shirt and they both slipped it off of him. Fox once again seized Teresa's lips. Both flooded by emotions. Both wanting to be closer to the other. Fox's right hand grazed down Teresa's neck and then trailed down to her right breast and softly cupped it. Teresa moaned, "Fox." Fox was slammed back into reality. He couldn't do this, not to her. He couldn't pretend tomorrow that this never happened. He couldn't do this and let her go back to Ethan when he realized it was Teresa he wanted. He loved her too much to take advantage of her when he thought she was vunerable. He pulled back.
"What's wrong?", she asked worried.
"I can't do this, Resa. We can't do this. I won't let you do this. You're lonely, you're hurt and you're looking for a substitute for Ethan and I can't be that for you." He got up from the bed and began to put on his shirt not once looking at her.
Teresa became angry. She screamed at him. "I'm not looking for a substitute. I don't want Ethan can't you see that. Can't you feel it when I touch you, when I kiss you. Are you afraid you might feel something? Are you scared of what might be there between us?"
"I'm not afraid of what's not there."
"Everyone is right about you. You're heartless, incapable of love!" She grabbed her robe and pulled it over her, partially covering her naked body.
Fox couldn't believe what he had just heard. Her words cut through him like a knife. "Well, if that isn't the pot calling the kettle black. Maybe you're the heartless little bitch everyone says you are. Now, if you don't mind, I have a lot of work to do. I'll be packing my bags to go home tomorrow, I suggest you do the same. We're leaving for Harmony first thing in the morning. You'd better be ready!" Fox walked out slamming the door behind him.
