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Summary: Gwen and Fox are on the verge of forgiving each other for all they've done and want to work things out but are interrupted.
In the Crane Mansion, Rebecca and Julian were lounging upon the lush, expensive couch whispering to each other. Possibly speaking dirty things or plotting to destroy Theresa, that's all they ever talked about. Gwen was standing looking out the window with a glass of wine in her hand. She hardly ever drank but she needed this more than ever. Fox was standing not far away staring at Gwen, not being able to keep his eyes off of her.
Theresa walked in the room holding little Ethan in her arms with a bottle of milk. She stares at Gwen with contempt but brightens up when she sees Fox.
"Fox! Would you mind helping me out with feeding little Ethan?"
Fox looks at Gwen one more time longingly before silently following Theresa out of the room.
Gwen continues staring at the window willing that Theresa would just butt the hell out of her relationships. It's like Theresa had a thing for all the men that Gwen has been with first. She was the first one to date Ethan before Theresa sinked her claws into him and almost succeeded. Now the only man that she has ever loved, Fox.
Gwen sighed heavily, having nothing to do right now but wait for Ethan to come home. Already, even though she barely already engaged felt like a little housewife waiting obediently for her husband to come home. Her relationship with Fox had never been like this. She had so much fun with him, everyday was a mystery, he loved doing things spur of the moment. She was also free to go out with friends and cancel dates with him. He never minded, in fact he insisted it sometimes so that he could kick it with his friends.
Luckily, the front door opened and in stepped Ethan. He was carrying his briefcase and looked extremely tired. He nodded to Julian and Rebecca. His eyes finally strayed to Gwen and he brightened up. He walked over to her and quickly gave her a kiss.
"So how was your day today, sweetie?" Ethan asked.
"Fine. You look tired, what happened?" asked Gwen.
"Nothing, nothing. I just want to go to bed and rest. You don't mind, do you, Gwen?"
"No, of course not, why should I?"
"I'm really sorry, I'm just totally beat. I'll see you later."
"Ok." Gwen looked down at the floor as Ethan bounded up the stairs.
Gwen didn't really mind that Ethan wasn't really in the mood to make love or anything. She did enjoy sex she admitted it. But it wasn't the same unless it was with someone she loved, as stupid as that sounds.
'Oh, God, this totally bites.' thought Gwen. 'I can't go back up there. Ethan's there... and UGH! What do I do??'
"Oh, I'll be right there, Momma!" Theresa cried.
Gwen could see Theresa struggling with her jacket as she hurried out the door. Little Ethan was being taken care of by one of the maids. Fox sauntered to the living and took a seat on the couch facing Gwen. She tried to avoid his powerful gaze but found that it was impossible. So she glared at him and turned to leave the room. Before she could, Fox grabbed her wrist stopping her.
She pulled her wrist away forcefully and he stared at her intently. Finally she got tired of it and asked, "What do you want, Nick? I thought I made myself clear last night; there is nothing between us. Everything we had is gone now, so get over it."
Fox winced at her stinging words and looked genuinely hurt. "You know you don't mean that. Just a few days ago, you said you loved me. How can you say that to me?"
Gwen looked shocked at his audacity to think that she could still love him after what he did. He claimed HIS love for her and then goes off to get all comfy with Theresa. How dare he? "HOW DARE YOU? You expect me to forgive you for telling me you love me and only me and then get intimate with Theresa?" Gwen yelled with emotion and shaking.
Fox put his hand over her mouth and whispered, "Shh.... you're going to blurt it out. Let's go outside and you can yell at me some more."
Gwen was reluctant as Ethan was upstairs and if he came down and found that she was gone... then again, he would come downstairs to see what the yelling was about and Gwen wasn't done with Fox.
Gwen strode over to the door quickly, trying to stay farthest away from Fox as she could. They sat on a bench near one of the gardens. This brought back memories as the flowers brought in the scent and Gwen breathed them in deeply. She loved the smell of fresh flowers it was like nothing else. Fox plucked a beautiful looking silky red rose careful to take out the thorns and pricked his finger by accident. He cursed silently but he put the rose behind Gwen's ear and she didn't object. Then he started sucking the finger in which he pricked it on.
Gwen gave him a small smile as she took the rose from her ear and inhaled it a little. The smell was exhilarating; she loved how beautiful smells could be. She remembered she kept bandages in her purse and she searched for one. She finally found one and took Fox's hand.
He looked at her questioningly as she squeezed ointment onto his little prick. It hardly hurt but he didn't like the sight of blood, especially his own. She then wrapped a bandage around it and replaced his hand back where it was.
Gwen looked away and continued looking at the flowers instead of him. He grabbed her chin and was surprised to see tears glistening on her cheeks. Gwen was angry with herself for letting her emotions get the best of her. Fox had only been back for about a week and already she cried at least five times.
Fox leaned in to kiss her tears away and was met with no protest. He took this as a sign and decided to go a little further. As he kissed both cheeks where her tears flowed, he kissed her softly on the lips. Gwen didn't respond first, actually she was taken completely off guard but she gave in and kissed him back.
Fox reluctantly pulled away to gaze at her eyes which were filled with hope and longing. Now was the time for him to apologize and explain his actions for why he did what he did.
"Gwen... I..." Fox was interrupted by someone calling out to Gwen also.
"Gwen?" came the voice of...
Summary: Gwen and Fox are on the verge of forgiving each other for all they've done and want to work things out but are interrupted.
In the Crane Mansion, Rebecca and Julian were lounging upon the lush, expensive couch whispering to each other. Possibly speaking dirty things or plotting to destroy Theresa, that's all they ever talked about. Gwen was standing looking out the window with a glass of wine in her hand. She hardly ever drank but she needed this more than ever. Fox was standing not far away staring at Gwen, not being able to keep his eyes off of her.
Theresa walked in the room holding little Ethan in her arms with a bottle of milk. She stares at Gwen with contempt but brightens up when she sees Fox.
"Fox! Would you mind helping me out with feeding little Ethan?"
Fox looks at Gwen one more time longingly before silently following Theresa out of the room.
Gwen continues staring at the window willing that Theresa would just butt the hell out of her relationships. It's like Theresa had a thing for all the men that Gwen has been with first. She was the first one to date Ethan before Theresa sinked her claws into him and almost succeeded. Now the only man that she has ever loved, Fox.
Gwen sighed heavily, having nothing to do right now but wait for Ethan to come home. Already, even though she barely already engaged felt like a little housewife waiting obediently for her husband to come home. Her relationship with Fox had never been like this. She had so much fun with him, everyday was a mystery, he loved doing things spur of the moment. She was also free to go out with friends and cancel dates with him. He never minded, in fact he insisted it sometimes so that he could kick it with his friends.
Luckily, the front door opened and in stepped Ethan. He was carrying his briefcase and looked extremely tired. He nodded to Julian and Rebecca. His eyes finally strayed to Gwen and he brightened up. He walked over to her and quickly gave her a kiss.
"So how was your day today, sweetie?" Ethan asked.
"Fine. You look tired, what happened?" asked Gwen.
"Nothing, nothing. I just want to go to bed and rest. You don't mind, do you, Gwen?"
"No, of course not, why should I?"
"I'm really sorry, I'm just totally beat. I'll see you later."
"Ok." Gwen looked down at the floor as Ethan bounded up the stairs.
Gwen didn't really mind that Ethan wasn't really in the mood to make love or anything. She did enjoy sex she admitted it. But it wasn't the same unless it was with someone she loved, as stupid as that sounds.
'Oh, God, this totally bites.' thought Gwen. 'I can't go back up there. Ethan's there... and UGH! What do I do??'
"Oh, I'll be right there, Momma!" Theresa cried.
Gwen could see Theresa struggling with her jacket as she hurried out the door. Little Ethan was being taken care of by one of the maids. Fox sauntered to the living and took a seat on the couch facing Gwen. She tried to avoid his powerful gaze but found that it was impossible. So she glared at him and turned to leave the room. Before she could, Fox grabbed her wrist stopping her.
She pulled her wrist away forcefully and he stared at her intently. Finally she got tired of it and asked, "What do you want, Nick? I thought I made myself clear last night; there is nothing between us. Everything we had is gone now, so get over it."
Fox winced at her stinging words and looked genuinely hurt. "You know you don't mean that. Just a few days ago, you said you loved me. How can you say that to me?"
Gwen looked shocked at his audacity to think that she could still love him after what he did. He claimed HIS love for her and then goes off to get all comfy with Theresa. How dare he? "HOW DARE YOU? You expect me to forgive you for telling me you love me and only me and then get intimate with Theresa?" Gwen yelled with emotion and shaking.
Fox put his hand over her mouth and whispered, "Shh.... you're going to blurt it out. Let's go outside and you can yell at me some more."
Gwen was reluctant as Ethan was upstairs and if he came down and found that she was gone... then again, he would come downstairs to see what the yelling was about and Gwen wasn't done with Fox.
Gwen strode over to the door quickly, trying to stay farthest away from Fox as she could. They sat on a bench near one of the gardens. This brought back memories as the flowers brought in the scent and Gwen breathed them in deeply. She loved the smell of fresh flowers it was like nothing else. Fox plucked a beautiful looking silky red rose careful to take out the thorns and pricked his finger by accident. He cursed silently but he put the rose behind Gwen's ear and she didn't object. Then he started sucking the finger in which he pricked it on.
Gwen gave him a small smile as she took the rose from her ear and inhaled it a little. The smell was exhilarating; she loved how beautiful smells could be. She remembered she kept bandages in her purse and she searched for one. She finally found one and took Fox's hand.
He looked at her questioningly as she squeezed ointment onto his little prick. It hardly hurt but he didn't like the sight of blood, especially his own. She then wrapped a bandage around it and replaced his hand back where it was.
Gwen looked away and continued looking at the flowers instead of him. He grabbed her chin and was surprised to see tears glistening on her cheeks. Gwen was angry with herself for letting her emotions get the best of her. Fox had only been back for about a week and already she cried at least five times.
Fox leaned in to kiss her tears away and was met with no protest. He took this as a sign and decided to go a little further. As he kissed both cheeks where her tears flowed, he kissed her softly on the lips. Gwen didn't respond first, actually she was taken completely off guard but she gave in and kissed him back.
Fox reluctantly pulled away to gaze at her eyes which were filled with hope and longing. Now was the time for him to apologize and explain his actions for why he did what he did.
"Gwen... I..." Fox was interrupted by someone calling out to Gwen also.
"Gwen?" came the voice of...