Chapter Twelve
Fox paced in his room. "I wonder what's going on down there between Theresa and Ethan." he said aloud.
Ring Ring. The sound of the phone interrupted his train of thought.
"Hello?" Fox answered.
"Bonjour Fox. It's so nice to hear your voice again," said an unfamiliar woman.
"Pardon me, but who is this?" Fox asked. He was baffled. Who did the voice belong to?
"Oh, Fox. I can't believe you don't remember! Let me give you a hint. This is a person from your past." The anonymous stranger giggled.
"You call that a hint?"
The woman sighed. "Okay-Um, we shared countless days together talking in Paris cafés, we've walked along Paris streets, and we've even shared a kiss while at the Eiffel Tower. Have I jogged your memory yet?" the woman asked.
Oh my God. Fox thought. Audrey Wellington. Audrey was a recent ex-girlfriend from his notorious past. He had called it quits with her before he came back to Harmony. "Audrey," he finally said, "It's good to hear from you. How have you been?"
"I've been great. I've missed you a lot, Fox. Paris isn't the same without your handsome face."
Fox smiled. "So you're still in Paris, eh?" he asked.
"Well- not exactly." Audrey giggled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Fox asked.
"I've got a surprise" Audrey said in a singing tone.
"A surprise?" Fox was instantly intrigued.
"Mm-hmm. Why don't you open your door?" Audrey said mischievously.
What is she up to? Fox thought. He got up and opened his bedroom door slowly.
"Surprise!" Audrey Wellington stood smiling before him. She was still stunning. Her long blond hair was pinned up with curls framing her oval face. Her dress brought out the blue hues of her eyes. Fox was speechless.
"It has been entirely too long." Audrey said as she reached out for a hug.
Fox found himself holding a woman he had admired long ago. Audrey's flowery perfume triggered memories of the time they spent together.
"It feels so good to be in your arms again, Fox." she said sighing in happiness.
Fox smiled. He looked up and the smile vanished quickly from his face.
Theresa stood before him with a troubled look on her face. Questioning eyes searched his for answers. Before anything could be said, she stormed off.
Oh no. Fox thought.