II.

Theresa and Fox held hands as the entered the Firefly. They went over towards the patio and sat down. Fox grinned boyishly as Theresa averted her gaze downwards. She fidgeted in her seat nervously as Fox continued to stare at her.

"Theresa" he called softly.

"What?" Theresa asked, not looking up.

"Is something bothering you?"

"I'm just thinking." Theresa replied quietly.

Fox looked at her and sighed. "She's probably thinking about Ethan," Fox thought to himself. To Theresa he said, "By the look on your face I'd say that you're thinking of~" Theresa looked up expectantly.

"How unbelievably sexy I am." Fox finished. He dared not say the two-syllable name that belonged to his half-brother. Fox was getting easily tired of his and Theresa's conversations about Ethan. He hoped that his jesting would take Theresa's mind off of which she deemed her so-called "fated lover." Fox didn't see how Theresa could still hold on to the idea that she belonged with Ethan.

"Oh Fox." Theresa said smiling. "That's not exactly what I was thinking about." Theresa began to relax and stopped fidgeting.

Fox frowned. "It wasn't?" He said trying to appear disappointed. Theresa giggled as she reached over to take a hold of his hands. "No, but it doesn't mean that I don't find you sexy."

"Well," Fox said in an exaggerated deep voice. He leaned in close to Theresa and winked. Theresa giggled and leaned in as well. Their lips were inches apart. Theresa gazed into Fox's brown eyes and swallowed. Her heart beat wildly as she felt the nervousness creeping back into her system. She found her gaze traveling down to Fox's mesmerizing lips. She leaned in closer and closed her eyes.

Fox instinctively closed his eyes and leaned in. Fox found his lips brushing lightly against Theresa's. The kiss sent waves of excitement through the two as they deepened the kiss. Theresa parted her lips even more as Fox teased her with his tongue. Theresa let out a small moan as they continued to dance in each other's mouths. As if suddenly realizing what he was doing, Fox pulled back stunned. Fox's eyes were wide with shock, his mouth slightly open. "Uh," He mumbled.

Theresa looked away in embarrassment and fumbled with her hands. "I'm sorry." She said quietly. "I don't know what came over me."

"Don't be sorry." Fox said quickly.

Theresa looked up and looked into Fox's eyes. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours in awkward silence.

Fox cleared his throat. His mind raced with questions. "What's going on with me and Theresa? Ethan wasn't around so it wasn't for show, so why did she just kiss me? Why did I kiss her back? I love Whitney, or at least I think I do. But that kiss~"

Theresa's own mind raced with the same thought. "That kiss~" She felt she owed Fox an explanation, but none came to mind. In fact, Theresa wondered herself why she leaned in to kiss Fox.

"Theresa?" Fox said getting her attention.

"Yeah?" She answered.

"What was that that just happened between us?"

"It was a kiss." Theresa said not knowing what else to say.

"Well, I knew that much. I just~ I guess I'm a little taken aback by it."

"Same here." Theresa said. "That was an amazing kiss," She thought to herself.

Fox was suddenly hit with déjà vu. He felt the same way he had after kissing Theresa on the beach. He recalled the softness of her lips and the feeling of the sand that enveloped them as they kissed. He remembered the feelings of excitement that ran through him as he moved on top of her. He also remembered the awkwardness that came afterwards when finding out that Ethan wasn't watching them after all. "I'm-I'm going to get us some cold~drink." Fox remembered saying. He also remembered the suddenness of the rise in his body temperature after making out with Theresa. Fox felt hot and flushed now and found himself saying, "I'm going to order something cold for us to drink."

Theresa looked up and flashbacked to the night she made out with Fox. She lost herself in the memory of kissing Fox passionately while he gently moved on top of her. She recalled the shift of his weight and feeling his hand slide up her thigh. Theresa's skin tingled. She hugged herself and sighed. "Maybe sharing Fox's room is a bad idea." She thought to herself. "I mean, look at us. We were kissing and it wasn't to make Ethan jealous. He's not even around." In her mind, Theresa played out the various scenarios that could occur if she and Fox shared his bed. She blushed at the thought of making love with Fox.

"Here you go." Fox said interrupting Theresa's thoughts.

"Thanks." Theresa said quietly as she took a sip of the iced tea Fox handed to her.

"You're welcome." Fox said taking a gulp of his own drink.

Theresa decided to voice her concern of sharing Fox's room. "Fox, I've been thinking."

"Go on~" Fox said curiously.

"Well, after what just happened, um, I'm having doubts about us sharing a room now."

"I see." Fox said quietly. He too had thought about the possibilities of what could happen if Theresa shared his bed. An awkward paused filled the silence once again.

"Maybe we should just forget about my idea." Theresa said.

"Uh-yeah. Course." Fox replied. He took another sip of his drink.

"Okay," Theresa said. She looked around the restaurant and tried to think of something to talk about. "So~" Theresa said as her voice trailed off.

Before anything else was said, Fox's cell rang. "Excuse me," He said to Theresa before answering. "Hello?"

"Fox, it's Whitney."

Fox sat up straighter. "Hey, what's up Whitney?" At the sound of her friend's name, Theresa looked at Fox curiously.

"Gwen's been sent home. She's in the apartment now."

"Uh-oh." Fox said. "Does she know about Theresa?" Theresa looked questioningly at Fox.

"She walked into Theresa's room and saw her stuff."

"Damn~" Fox said. "What did she do?"

"She just stood there. She looked at Ethan and Ethan blurted out that Theresa was in L.A."

"Oh God," Fox said disbelievingly.

"Then Gwen asked why Theresa was in L.A. I made up something like she came to surprise you. Ethan followed along with my excuse and mentioned that you and Theresa were a couple."

"How did Gwen react?" After hearing Gwen's name, Theresa paled.

"She stood there shocked and said, 'I can't believe it!' She jumped into Ethan's arms, and when she pulled back, she was grinning broadly."

"She was happy?" Fox said surprised.

"She's happy that you and Theresa are together. She said that Theresa couldn't bother her and Ethan. Gwen's not too thrilled that Theresa's around, but she feels better knowing she's dating you."

"Is that right?" Fox said.

"Yeah. Ethan said that he could find another place to stay, but Gwen refused. She said that she and Ethan could take Theresa's room, and that Theresa could sleep with you."

Fox swallowed. "Oh."

"Gwen figured that because you and Theresa were together, you wouldn't mind."

"I see."

"Well, I've gotta run. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye." Fox said before hanging up.

"Does Gwen know I'm here?" Theresa asked immediately.

"Yeah. But don't worry, she thinks that you and I are a couple. She happy because she thinks you can finally leave her and Ethan alone. Apparently she's already arranged it so that she and Ethan take your room, and you move in with me."

"What?" Theresa said letting the information sink in.

"Look's like you and I are going to be roomies after all." Fox said as Theresa sat there stunned.