"C'mon, Theresa." Dylan nudged her. "Tell me."

"It's not even that serious." Theresa said shaking her head.

"By the look on your face, I'd say you're lying." Dylan said impishly.

"Fine," Theresa said. "But what happened in my opinion may be a totally different account from Fox's."

"Then give me your side of the story first." Dylan said with an encouraging wave of his hand to proceed.

(flashback)

"You really don't mind me sharing your room?" Theresa asked Fox as she prepared for bed.

"No," Fox said as he began to prepare a makeshift bed on the floor. "I don't mind at all. After all I get to share a room with a gorgeous woman" Fox winked.

Theresa smiled. "Are you sure you won't be tempted?" Theresa teased. Fox laughed. "I think I can control myself. It's you on the other hand that I'm worried about. I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your hands off me."

Theresa laughed  and playfully threw a pillow at Fox. Fox made a face and threw a pillow back at her. Soon the two of them began running around the room. Theresa screeched as Fox launched another pillow towards her. Theresa ran over Fox's sleeping area and tripped. Fox tried to catch her, but they ended up falling to the ground and destroying what was left of Fox's temporary bed. "Oops." Theresa said giggling.  

"Yeah, oops." Fox said. "Ah, well, I'll just remake it." He said as he began to put his sleeping area together.

"No, Fox. Don't do that. Look, you don't have to sleep on the floor." Theresa said.

Fox looked up in surprise. "I don't?"

 "You can share the bed with me. It's not like we're going to do anything anyway. Besides, you're in love with your mystery gal and I'm in love with Ethan. What could possibly happen?"

"Right." Fox agreed. "What could possibly happen?"

~*~

"First things first, Whitney." Chad said. "I think we should get a place of our own. We can't stay at Fox's apartment forever."

"Yeah, you're right." Whitney said.

"And besides," Chad added. "I don't feel so comfortable knowing that he is in love with you."

"Chad, there's nothing between me and Fox."

"I wish I could believe you Whitney." Chad said sighing.

"Don't you trust me?"  Whitney asked with a hurtful look in her eyes.

"I trust you, baby, but I don't trust him."

"Chad." Whitney sighed exasperated. "Fox and I have nothing in common. I love you, not him."

Not yet, anyway, Fox noted silently still hidden in the shadows.

"That doesn't mean he'll stop going after you." Chad replied.

You're damn right. Fox thought.

"Well his efforts will be useless because I won't fall for him. I admit, he is attractive, but honey, there is nothing, I repeat, nothing, that Fox can do to make me fall in love with him. It just won't happen."

Stop denying yourself Whitney. I know you love me! Fox thought.

~*~

"What could possibly happen, hmm?" Dylan said with a knowing look in his eyes. "I have a few ideas~"

"Would you like to hear the rest, or are you going to keep interrupting me?" Theresa asked him with raised eyebrows.

"Okay, I'll shut up. Not a word from me."

"Anyhow~" Theresa began.

(flashback)

"Which side do you normally sleep on?" Fox asked.

"The right side." Theresa said as she brushed her long hair.

"You're kidding right?" Fox said.

"No, I'm not. Why?" Theresa wondered.

"I sleep on the right side."

Theresa put the brush down. "Oh." She said simply. "Well, then. Who's going to get the right side?"

"We can't share. Unless, you want to sleep on top of~"

"Fox." Theresa warned.

"I'm kidding. Look, you can have the right side. I can settle with the left."

"Aww, you're so sweet." Theresa teased.

"Don't make me throw another pillow at you." Fox said in a warning tone.

"I dare you." Theresa said. Fox cocked his head and threw a fast one to Theresa. She jumped out of the way and onto the bed. "Ha! Missed!" Theresa taunted. Fox threw another pillow at Theresa. She managed to roll over and dodge the launched pillow. "Missed again!" She laughed. "Third one's the charm." Fox mumbled as he tried again. His efforts succeeded as the pillow hit Theresa right on the face. "Umph!" Theresa grunted as she fell backwards. Fox seized the opportunity as he rushed to tickle her. Theresa began laughing hysterically as she tried desperately to free herself from Fox's grasp. "Fox!" She squealed between fits of laughter. "Quit!" Theresa cried.

"Not until you say mercy!" Fox said.

"Mer~" Theresa began before entering into another fit of laughter. "Mercy!" She gasped. Her sides began hurting from laughing so much.

"I win." Fox said still on top of Theresa. Theresa's laughs slowly subsided as she looked up at the man before her. He is handsome. She silently noted. Their gazes remained locked. Theresa found herself inching closer to Fox until~

"Let me guess. You two kissed, right?" Dylan interrupted.

"Dylan!" Theresa said annoyed. "You said you'd keep quiet!"

"Fine." Dylan said putting his hands up. "Sorry!"

"So, anyway, I found myself inching closer towards Fox~"

(flashback)

"Hey, Fox!" Ethan called as he opened the door.

Fox and Theresa immediately snapped backwards in surprise. Ethan's own expression held one of surprise and anger.

"What is going on in here?" Ethan demanded.

"That's none of your business." Fox snapped.

"Ethan, Fox and I weren't doing anything."  Theresa said softly.

"It doesn't appear that way to me."

"Looks can be deceiving." Fox replied irritably.  "What do you want anyway?"

"I was wondering if you had any extra pillows. I want to make Gwen as comfortable as possible."

"I'm sure they're around somewhere." Fox said. "Check in the closet."

"All right." Ethan said. He walked to the door and hesitated. He sent Fox a "I-better-not-catch-you-doing-anything-with-Theresa" look before turning to head out the door.

"What do you see in him?" Fox asked.

"I've told you time and time again, Fox." Theresa said. "I love that man."

"I don't see how you can."

"What is it Fox?" Theresa asked.

Fox sat down on the bed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Let Ethan go, Theresa. You deserve much more than he can ever give you."

"I can't." Theresa replied. Fox sighed. He knew he was going to hear another rendition of how Ethan was Theresa's soul mate and that they were destined to be together. He braced himself for the long explanation Theresa would give to justify her reason for still pursuing Ethan. Suddenly filled with a desire of  not wanting to hear anything about Ethan anymore, Fox held up his hand. "Please don't say anything about Ethan. I'm sick of hearing his name. Ya know, he's always dominated everything in the family. He even dominates our conversations!"

"I'm sorry, Fox." Theresa said. "I won't say a word. Anyhow, I'm tired. I'm going to bed." She replied as she snuggled under the covers. After she situated herself, Fox climbed in. Fox found that he could not fall asleep quickly. He stared at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to overtake him. Fox even tried counting, but nothing worked. He glanced over at Theresa who was sound asleep. She looks so peaceful Fox thought to himself. A piece of her hair fell across her cheek. Fox reached over to brush it away. Theresa moved slightly and sighed. "Ethan." She mumbled.

"Oh just great." Fox said aloud. She's dreaming of Ethan. Fox turned away from her and closed his eyes.

"Ethan," Theresa whispered again. In her dreams she imagined herself and Ethan in a church about to take their vows. "I love you," Theresa imagined Ethan saying to her.

"I love you, too Ethan." Theresa responded. Theresa turned to look at the church audience. As she looked back to her husband-to-be, Theresa was surprised to find Fox in Ethan's place. "I love you, Theresa." Fox said smiling.

"I love you too." Theresa heard herself say. Still dreaming, Theresa then imagined her and Fox on the beach dancing under the stars.

We shouldn't let the moment pass

It's making me shiver

Let's make it last

Why should we lose it?

Don't ever let me go.

Timeless, don't let it end no

Now that you're right here in my arms where you should stay

Hold tight, baby

Timeless, don't let it fade out of sight

Just let the moment sweep us both away

Lifting us to where we both agree

This is timeless, love.

Theresa dreamed that she leaned forward to kiss Fox passionately on the lips. "Fox," Theresa mumbled aloud.

Fox awoke and turned over to look at Theresa. Did she just call me? He wondered. He looked over at her again and saw that she still was asleep. "Theresa?" he asked softly.

Theresa rolled over and unconsciously knowing snuggled up closer to Fox. Fox's eyes widened. "Oh my," He said aloud. Theresa sighed and put her arms around him. She must think I'm Ethan Fox thought bothered. He tried wiggling out of Theresa's embrace, but instead Theresa moved even closer to him. Fox then decided to leave well enough alone and go back to sleep.

The next morning Theresa found herself in Fox's arms. She stirred slightly and gasped. She felt something prodding her backside. "Uh~" She whispered. "Fox," Fox only pulled his arms around her tighter. Theresa still felt something poking her. That better not be what I think it is, Theresa thought to herself.

"It was his~" Dylan began.

"Yeah, his~ thing." Theresa mumbled embarrassed.

Dylan laughed aloud. "That must've been a wonderful morning surprise. What did Fox do?"

"Well," Theresa said, "I woke him up and tried to tell him. He figured it out though. His face blanched as he got up. I looked and well~ it was pretty obvious."

Dylan laughed. "So, somebody got a little excited."

"Dylan stop!" Theresa pleaded. "It's embarrassing."

"There was a little bit of sexual tension between you two then." Dylan observed.

"No, it was just~"

"Just what, Theresa."

Theresa sat there baffled not knowing what to call it. "That's what I thought." Dylan said noting her expression.  There's something definitely there between those two.