VI.

Ethan entered the apartment and slammed the door behind him. Whitney looked up from the book she was reading. Her face held a look of annoyance. "What's the matter with you?" She asked indifferently.

"Nothing." Ethan muttered irritably.

"Hmph. It doesn't seem like nothing from the way you slammed that door." Whitney replied. "If Gwen were sound asleep, you would've awakened her."

"Are you trying to make me feel guilty or something?" Ethan asked irately.

"Whoa, calm down, Ethan. Don't take your anger out on me." Whitney said putting her hands up defensively.

"Well then Whitney, don't say things that will me angrier than I already am." Ethan snapped.

Whitney frowned. "You can lose the attitude. I know you interrupted Theresa and Fox's evening, and I know that's probably the source of your anger right now."

"You don't know anything." Ethan said brushing her comment aside with a shake of his head.

"Look, Ethan, this is the last time that I'm going to say this to you. Leave Theresa and Fox alone."

"Or else what?" Ethan asked.

"Let me put it this way. You're married to Gwen. You also have a child on the way. If Gwen knows how intent you are on breaking Theresa and Fox up, she's going to be very upset. Gwen doesn't need to be upset right now, and you know that. She's in a very critical condition, and her getting upset isn't at all good for the baby. If you expect to be the father of a healthy child, I suggest you forget all about your ideas to break up Theresa and Fox."

"Whitney, just mind your own damn business." Ethan said crossly.

"Why the hell are you speaking to my fiancé that way?" Chad asked as he entered the room. He went over to Whitney and put his arm protectively around her shoulders. "What's your problem man?"

"My problem is that your fiancé can't stop butting in other people's affairs." Ethan replied.

"That doesn't give you any reason to speak to her like that though." Chad said.

"Chad, I am really not in the mood to argue with anyone anymore. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to bed." Ethan hurriedly left the room.

"Asshole." Whitney mumbled under her breath after Ethan left.

"Whitney, you really do need to keep out of other people's business." Chad said softly. "It could get you in a messy situation."

"Chad!" Whitney said disbelievingly.

"I just don't want you to get in a bad situation where you could get hurt, Whitney." Chad explained.

"How am I going to get hurt, Chad? All I did was try to let Ethan know that him fussing over Theresa and Fox is going to make Gwen upset. Gwen doesn't need to be upset at a time like this. Her baby's health is on the line."

"I know." Chad sighed. "But Ethan isn't going to listen to you. No matter how many times people tell him, he won't accept that Theresa cares for Fox. Let him work out his own issues. If he has to learn his lesson the hard way, then so be it."

"I just hope the baby doesn't suffer because Ethan is being so stubborn." Whitney said worriedly.

~*~



"I can't sleep in these clothes." Theresa said frowning.

"Okay," Fox said smiling mischievously. "Nobody said you have to sleep in them. You can always take them off."

"Fox!" Theresa giggled.

"What?" Fox said smiling. "There isn't anything wrong with sleeping with no clothes."

"Why you~" Theresa said as she picked up a pillow and threw it at Fox. Fox dodged it and said, "Ha! Missed! Geez, Theresa, you throw like a girl."

"Maybe because I am a girl, genius." Theresa retorted sarcastically.

"Are you trying to call me stupid?" Fox said with a mock hurt expression. "Well you've just hurt my feelings." Fox said folding his arms and turned his back to Theresa.

"Aww, Fox." Theresa said crawling up behind him. "I'm sorry."

"Nope, I don't want to hear it." Fox said. "You insulted my intelligence."

Theresa put her arms around Fox and whispered playfully in his ear, "Isn't there any way that I can get you to forgive me?"

Fox turned around and smiled. He has an impish look in his eyes. "Well there is one thing that might make me consider to forgive you."

"And what would that be exactly?" Theresa said suspiciously.

"Kiss me." Fox said simply.

"That's all?" Theresa said in surprise.

"What'd you think it was?" Fox asked. Theresa raised her eyebrows in response and gave Fox a knowing look. "Theresa!" Fox exclaimed. "I think you're the one with the one tracked mind. I wasn't even referring to sex, and by that look on your face, I'd say that's what you were thinking about."

"Whatever, Fox!" Theresa squealed.

"Now I know what you're always thinking about." Fox said jokingly.

Theresa blushed. "You know what, you can sleep on the floor." She said pointing.

"But this is my room." Fox said. "That isn't fair. If anyone should be on the floor, it should be you."

"But you're a guy, though." Theresa replied.

"And? Not all guys like sleeping on the floor." Fox said.

"Really?" Theresa replied.

"Yeah, in fact, I happen to be a guy who appreciates the softness of a comfortable bed. I'll occasionally consider the couch, if it's comfortable enough, but I'm a bed man. So, the floor is out of the question"

"A bed man?" Theresa scoffed. "At dinner you told me that you didn't mind sleeping on the floor."

Fox pretended to be unaware that he made the statement. "No I didn't." He said.

"Yes you did." Theresa replied.

"Nope, I don't recall making that statement." Fox said shaking his head.

"That's because you have bad memory." Theresa teased.

"There you go again! You insulted my intelligence for the second time."

"I just said you have a bad memory." Theresa replied.

"You still hurt my feelings." Fox said.

Theresa laughed. "Fox, you are so full of it!"

Fox laughed. "Okay, fine, I'll quit being difficult."

"You still don't get to sleep in the bed." Theresa said folding her arms.

"May I ask why you get to make that decision?" Fox said as he walked up to Theresa.

"Well," Theresa said walking towards Fox. "It's simple really. It's because I'm the girlfriend." Theresa smiled.

"Oh I see." Fox said as he put his arms around her waist. "Hm. What can I do to make you share the bed with me?"

"Let's see." Theresa said as she put her arms around his neck. "Why don't you think of something?"

"Okay," Fox said. He began to kiss Theresa's neck.

"Mm~" Theresa said closing her eyes.

"You like that?" Fox whispered.

"That feels really nice." Theresa replied giggling.

Fox continued to kiss her neck while letting his hands freely wander her clothed body. "You know, I still believe that you don't have to wear these to bed." Fox said as he tugged on her shirt.

"You know," Theresa began, "I think I agree with you." Fox looked at Theresa and grinned.