"I thought I told you to leave me alone." Theresa said angrily as a finger tapped her on the shoulder.
"I don't remember you saying that to me." the person behind her said.
Theresa slowly turned around, "Well let me say it to you again, I don't-" she stopped in mid sentence when she realized it was the man from Ethan and Gwen's wedding. "Oh, hi! I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else."
"Thats ok." he said as he sat down.
Theresa studied the man. He had a nice tan with a broad jawline and eyes that left you wondering what was going on inside his head. Theresa shook herself and broke the silence "So what was your name again?" she asked.
"Fox." he said smiling. "And you're Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald."
"Wow, you have a great memory which I obviously don't."
"Actually you do have a great memory because you remembered whoever was bothering you before when I tapped you on the shoulder." he flirted.
"You have a point." she said as she stirred the cream in her coffee.
"Your face must turn a lot of heads." he said as he admire the soft dark silk that adorned her shoulders.
"And your face must turn a lot of stomachs." she said automatically. She put her hand up and smiled, "I'm sorry...that just came out."
"So I guess you give the men a hard time." he said laughing.
"You have to, you know, lead them on. I find it rather amusing the way they look when I turn them down." she said as her eyes sparkled.
"You remind me of someone." he said biting the side of his lip.
"Who?" Theresa asked.
"Me." he said after a long pause.
"You?" she repeated.
"Yeah. We both are independent and we know what we want and we make sure that we always get what we want."
Theresa smiled and looked into his eyes and read him, "We both don't want to tie ourselves down to one person or one thing or one place..."
"And we don't want anyone to control us..."
"We need all the attention we can get because we are number one priorities..."
"When anyone offers to help us with anything we refuse because we want to do it ourselves and do it our way."
Theresa licked her lips and smiled. "Exactly."
Fox leaned back in his chair and stared at her. "You want me."
"Excuse me?" Theresa said a little scared that he knew what she was thinking.
"I said you want me." he repeated.
"And what makes you think that?" she said looking away.
"I know how a woman looks at me when she wants me, and you want me." he said leaning in.
Theresa cocked her head and moved her head a little closer to Fox's. "An independent person is like fire and when fire is combined with another fire, somebody's bound to get burned or smothered in the smoke."
"But there's always water nearby." Fox said moving in a little closer.
"You need a lot of water and an entire squad to put the flame out though."
Fox moved so that there was only a few inches between his and Theresa's face. "Only as much effort as it took to ignite the flame."
The body heat between the two of them rose as they stared into each others eyes. There hearts pounded as they planned there next move.
Theresa finally took the first move and almost brushed her lips against Fox's and pulled back. "Checkmate." she said and she grabbed her purse and walked out of the shop.
"I don't remember you saying that to me." the person behind her said.
Theresa slowly turned around, "Well let me say it to you again, I don't-" she stopped in mid sentence when she realized it was the man from Ethan and Gwen's wedding. "Oh, hi! I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else."
"Thats ok." he said as he sat down.
Theresa studied the man. He had a nice tan with a broad jawline and eyes that left you wondering what was going on inside his head. Theresa shook herself and broke the silence "So what was your name again?" she asked.
"Fox." he said smiling. "And you're Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald."
"Wow, you have a great memory which I obviously don't."
"Actually you do have a great memory because you remembered whoever was bothering you before when I tapped you on the shoulder." he flirted.
"You have a point." she said as she stirred the cream in her coffee.
"Your face must turn a lot of heads." he said as he admire the soft dark silk that adorned her shoulders.
"And your face must turn a lot of stomachs." she said automatically. She put her hand up and smiled, "I'm sorry...that just came out."
"So I guess you give the men a hard time." he said laughing.
"You have to, you know, lead them on. I find it rather amusing the way they look when I turn them down." she said as her eyes sparkled.
"You remind me of someone." he said biting the side of his lip.
"Who?" Theresa asked.
"Me." he said after a long pause.
"You?" she repeated.
"Yeah. We both are independent and we know what we want and we make sure that we always get what we want."
Theresa smiled and looked into his eyes and read him, "We both don't want to tie ourselves down to one person or one thing or one place..."
"And we don't want anyone to control us..."
"We need all the attention we can get because we are number one priorities..."
"When anyone offers to help us with anything we refuse because we want to do it ourselves and do it our way."
Theresa licked her lips and smiled. "Exactly."
Fox leaned back in his chair and stared at her. "You want me."
"Excuse me?" Theresa said a little scared that he knew what she was thinking.
"I said you want me." he repeated.
"And what makes you think that?" she said looking away.
"I know how a woman looks at me when she wants me, and you want me." he said leaning in.
Theresa cocked her head and moved her head a little closer to Fox's. "An independent person is like fire and when fire is combined with another fire, somebody's bound to get burned or smothered in the smoke."
"But there's always water nearby." Fox said moving in a little closer.
"You need a lot of water and an entire squad to put the flame out though."
Fox moved so that there was only a few inches between his and Theresa's face. "Only as much effort as it took to ignite the flame."
The body heat between the two of them rose as they stared into each others eyes. There hearts pounded as they planned there next move.
Theresa finally took the first move and almost brushed her lips against Fox's and pulled back. "Checkmate." she said and she grabbed her purse and walked out of the shop.
