VII.

"You're home." Gwen said as Ethan entered the room.

"Yeah, I'm home." Ethan said tiredly. He sat on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?" Gwen said frowning. "Is something bothering you?"

"No," Ethan lied. He looked around the room. "Maybe, we should have Theresa take out her stuff."

"Yeah," Gwen said. "I was going to ask her to do it tonight so that we could put away some of our things."

"Is she home?" Ethan asked.

"I think so. Fox is here so I assume she is too." Gwen replied.

"Well, I'll go and see if she'd mind moving her things now."

"Thanks, honey." Gwen said giving Ethan a kiss on the cheek.

Ethan left the room and shook his head. He tried to take his mind of the scent of Theresa's perfume. It only reminded him of the time he found himself kissing her in her bed moments are arriving in L.A. Ethan first went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. He had a hard time getting the image of Theresa out of his mind. "Damnit!" He muttered under his breath. The more he tried to get Theresa out of his thoughts, the more he thought about making love to her. "I'm married for Christ's sakes." Ethan thought to himself. Ethan desperately tried to forget the softness of Theresa's skin, and the silkiness of her long brown hair. He desperately tried to forget the yearning to touch her, to make love to her again. Ethan looked down and groaned when he saw the evidence of his thoughts. "Great, now I need a shower." He mumbled.

~*~



"Well, what are you waiting for?" Theresa asked impatiently as she looked at Fox. He still held onto Theresa's shirt.

"I just don't want to rush this." Fox replied.

"Oh, Fox." Theresa said as she kissed him. Fox instantly reacted and pulled Theresa towards him. His hands wandered her body again as she began to tease his neck with kisses. Theresa's skin tingled with pleasure as Fox inched her shirt up slowly. With her thoughts and emotions affected by the rising temperature of her body, Theresa fumbled with the buttons of Fox's shirt. He looked at her hungrily as she slipped his shirt off onto the floor. Theresa took Fox's hand and led him to the bed. She sat down, and Fox followed. She pushed him down gently and moved on top of him. She began to leave a trail of kisses starting from his forehead, all the way down to the toned muscles of his stomach. Fox caressed her back as she continued to litter his body with kisses. Fox's hands then began wandering underneath Theresa's skirt. She gasped as he penetrated the barrier of her silk panties. Fox grinned as he began to pleasure her. Theresa moaned Fox's name as she lost herself in ecstasy. Before reaching her pinnacle of excitement, Fox suddenly stopped.

Her body hungry for more, Theresa pressed herself against Fox making him groan. Blood rushed to her head as it rushed elsewhere on Fox's body. She tipped her head and kissed Fox, gently nibbling his lower lip. Fox ran his large hands on the insides of Theresa's thighs. She tilted her head and arched her back in response. Desire burned within her. "Oh God, Fox!" She cried. Much to her dismay, Fox stopped stroking her thighs and moved elsewhere on her body. Fox teased Theresa's body with his tongue as he slowly ran it over the rock-hard tips of her breasts. Theresa felt disoriented as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Mm~" She moaned as he left a trail of kisses on her stomach. Theresa then took her turn and found her hands wandering down to his most sensitive area. "Theresa," he moaned with longing.

Unable to bear it any longer Fox held Theresa's wrist and looked at her with yearning. "I need you now Theresa," His eyes told her. Without a word Theresa lay on her back an invited Fox to do his will. Fox moved on top of her gently and kissed her again. Theresa felt Fox go hard against her thigh. She nudged him with her leg and whispered, "Now, Fox." Complying with her request, Fox plunged into Theresa making her cry in sheer delight. She pressed herself against him as he began rocking to and fro. Theresa's hands moved over the taunt muscles of his arms as he held onto her tightly. Fox and Theresa felt as if they couldn't contain in any longer. "Oh Fox!" Theresa cried. With a final thrust, Fox and Theresa found themselves soaring in pleasure. Afterwards, they lay there spent, breathing deeply, and thoroughly satisfied.

Theresa smiled. "That was really nice," She said as she snuggled against him. "Yeah," Fox agreed. "It was."

~*~



Ethan returned to Gwen after his body returned to normal.

"Is she going to move her things?" Gwen asked immediately.

"Uh- well, she's asleep now." Ethan lied.

"Oh." Gwen said frowning. "I don't think she's sleeping though." She thought to herself. "It doesn't sound like she and Fox are sleeping." Aloud she said, "Well, I guess we'll have to wait till morning then."

"Yeah," Ethan replied. He rummaged through the suitcases and pulled out a t-shirt. He undressed and slipped into bed. He breathed in and found Theresa's scent haunting him.

"You get a good night's rest." Gwen said snuggling beside him.

"You too." Ethan said, his words muffled by his pillow.

After a few moments, Ethan heard Gwen's steady breathing. As much as he tried, Ethan could not get to sleep. He lay there, staring at the walls thinking of only Theresa. He scolded himself for his thoughts.

"Oh God, Fox!" Ethan heard. He sat up suddenly. Rage and jealousy surged through him. "Fox ruins everything he touches." He thought angrily. "He's ruined Theresa." Ethan was about to get out of bed when Gwen turned and laid her arm on him. "Damnit!" Ethan cursed under his breath. He couldn't move without waking Gwen. Ethan settled back down in frustration. Tortured, Ethan was forced to hear Theresa and Fox's cries through the walls of his bedroom.

~*~



The morning sunlight peered through the curtains of the window in Fox's room. It cast a golden glow upon Theresa's sleeping figure. Fox propped his head up and stared in awe at the woman beside him. Theresa stirred slightly and sighed. A small smile formed on her lips. Fox smiled as he watched Theresa sleep. "She's so beautiful" Fox thought to himself. Fox experienced feelings he had never known to exist. His heart had been captured by the woman who slept beside him. "I don't know what I was thinking when I thought I loved Whitney." Fox contemplated. "That wasn't love at all." He moved in closer to Theresa. Feeling warmth beside her, she snuggled against his body. "This must be what it feels like to be in love." Fox thought while kissing Theresa on the forehead. "I love you," he whispered.