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"It's that serious?" Theresa asked, her voice still slightly quivering.

"I'm afraid so." Fox said quietly. Theresa sighed and stroked her forehead. She stared off into the distance wishing she could go back in time to the night she and Fox became a real couple.

"Theresa," Fox said as he put his hands on her shoulders.

Theresa's body sagged under his touch. She tiredly leaned against him. "Fox," She said turning to him. "The minute you say what you have to, everything between us is going to change."

"I know." Fox said stroking her back tenderly.

"I don't want it to change Fox. Everything is going so right with us. I don't want to lose that." Theresa said placing her arms tightly around Fox.

"I don't either, Theresa. But I need to be honest with you. I don't want to lose you."

Theresa bent her head in contemplation. "You know what I really wish? I wish I could go back in time to the moment you and I made love." She leaned against Fox and memorized the feel of his touch.

Fox embraced her and relived the night with Theresa. It made him not want to tell Theresa about Whitney, but deep down Fox knew he had to. He didn't want Syd to get to her. He knew Syd would do everything in her power to make sure Theresa was devastated. "I wish we could too." Fox said sighing sadly. "But we can't."
Fox leaned his forehead against Theresa's. Out of urgency, Theresa kissed Fox like she had never kissed him before. She put forth all of her emotion and hoped Fox could feel all of the love that she harbored for him. Fox kissed back while his hands traced the outline of her spine. Theresa's body tingled. Fox buried his fingers in her hair as he deepened the kiss.

Pulling back reluctantly in unison, they gazed into each other's eyes with both hearts racing wildly in their chests. Fox took Theresa's hand and held it to his heart. "You feel that Theresa?" He asked quietly. Theresa took his hand and held it to her own heart. "I feel the same thing you're feeling right now." For the first time in their lives, Fox and Theresa felt a true connection to someone else. Their hearts and emotions were intertwined in ways they never thought possible.

Silently, Theresa and Fox conveyed their thoughts through their eyes. Fox reached for Theresa's hand and led her back to the apartment.

~*~



"Chad," Puff-Dog said eyeing him from head to toe. Puff's entourage circled around Chad and Whitney.

"What do you want P?" Chad said.

"We ain't cool like that, Chad, so don't be trying to call me 'P.' I'm Puff Dog to you." Puff Dog said looking at Chad with hostility.

"We don't want any trouble." Whitney said grabbing onto Chad's arm.

"Nobody was talking to you." Latoya said maliciously. Whitney glared at Latoya.

"Whoa, Latoya, calm that down." Puff Dog said. "It's nice seein' you again. Whitney isn't it?" Puff Dog said eyeing her. Whitney shifted uncomfortably. Puff Dog laughed. "Do I make you uncomfortable, baby?" Puff Dog asked moving towards Whitney.

Chad lurched forward. "You stay away from her." He said threateningly.

"Man, get your hand off me, and don't be trying to tell me what to do." Puff Dog said warningly. Puff Dog's crew grabbed Chad and held him back. Puff-Dog adjusted he shirt.

"Let him go!" Whitney cried. Chad struggled against the four men who held him down.

Seeing commotion at the bar, Syd looked over curiously. "Oh no," She said under her breath. She rushed over.

"You again," Syd said.

"Well if it ain't Sydney Valentine. Long time no see, baby?" Puff-Dog said stepping closer to Syd.

"What's going on over here?" Syd asked glancing at Chad who was being detained.

"We're just havin' a little problem." Puff Dog said leaning towards Syd.

"Let him go." Syd said in a firm tone while holding Puff's gaze.

"No," Latoya spoke up.

"She wasn't speaking to you." Whitney snapped.

"Bitch" Latoya said advancing threateningly towards Whitney. "You got somethin' to say to me?"

"Yeah," Whitney said. "How about you shut the hell up?"

Latoya jumped forward, but was pulled back by Puff-Dog. "Latoya!" Puff-Dog reprimanded. "Chill girl."

Latoya shook off Puff-Dog's hold. "She better keep her damn mouth shut befor my fist ends up doing the silencing for her." Latoya threatened.

"Like I said," Syd began. "Let Chad go."

Puff-Dog signaled to his men who instantly let Chad escape from their grip. Chad fixed his shirt and pointed at Puff-Dog. "I won't say this again, leave me and Whitney alone. C'mon Whitney, let's go."

Whitney grabbed Chad's hand. "This ain't over." Puff-Dog called.

"Yeah," Latoya thought. "I'm not through with you Whitney." She muttered under her breath.

Syd stared after Chad. "I'm going to have you soon enough." She thought to herself confidently.

"So, Syd, what's up with you girl?" Puff Dog said turning to her.

"You really wanna know?" Syd asked.

~*~



"What are you doing back?" Ethan asked as Theresa and Fox entered the apartment holding hands.

"Does it matter?" Fox asked sarcastically as he and Theresa walked past. Ethan looked angrily at Fox. "If you don't mind," Fox said turning to Ethan, "You're going to have to excuse us. We're going to our room." Fox smirked.

"Damnit!" He muttered angrily. He punched the couch out of rage.

"Ethan," Gwen called as she came into the room. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing." Ethan mumbled. "You all right honey?" Ethan asked noticing Gwen's movements were slow.

"I just need to sit down." Gwen said rubbing her head.

"Okay," Ethan said helping her.

"I passed by Theresa and Fox. Why are they home so early?" Gwen asked.

"I don't know, and I don't care." Ethan pouted.

Gwen looked at her husband in disbelief. "You're still upset Theresa chose Fox aren't you?

"Gwen, we've been through this too many times all right? I married you. I love you and our child~"

"Stop it Ethan." Gwen interrupted. "You've said that so many times that it's lost its sincerity. I'm not sure I believe it anymore."

"What?" Ethan asked. "What are you trying to say?"

"Can't you just forget about Theresa and Fox? Most importantly can't you just forget about Theresa? I still get this feeling that you haven't gotten over her."

"Why do you keep bringing up Theresa?" Ethan asked. "The only reason why we talk about her so much is because you bring it up." Ethan accused.

"Are you blaming me?" Gwen said, her voice rising in anger.

"What does it sound like?" Ethan snapped.

"I can't believe you!" Gwen cried. A sudden sharp pain coursed through her stomach. She doubled over in pain. "Ow!" She cried, shutting her eyes.

"What is it?" Ethan asked. "Gwen?"

"The baby," She gasped.

~*~

"I want to show you just how much I love you," Fox whispered in Theresa's hair.

"But what about~" Theresa said unable to finish her sentence. Fox's tongue found her neck and left her tingling with anticipation.

"That can wait for now." Fox said.

Theresa bent her head back and ran her fingers up and down Fox's back. She felt his hand creep up her back to cup her head. She clutched at him trying to memorize every feeling that flowed through her body. Her breath caught in her throat as Fox's lips found hers. He kissed her deeply and slowly led her towards the bed. Gently and slowly, Theresa and Fox lowered themselves into the bed's soft comforts. The steady cadence of Fox's heart seemed to beat in unison with Theresa's.

"Fox," Theresa moaned. Fox began to lift up Theresa's shirt. She shivered as she felt it slipping down her arms to the floor. Fox then slipped his hands around to her back to unfasten her bra. He kissed her neck as she fumbled with his shirt. Fox helped her and slipped out of his clothes quickly. Theresa wiggled out of her skirt as Fox slipped his fingers underneath the elastic of Theresa's panties and pulled them down. Theresa moved atop of Fox and drove him insane with her kisses.
Theresa nuzzled her nose against Fox's neck as she rubbed her leg against his most sensitive area. Fox experienced sweet torture as he desperately tried to contain his excitement. He quickly flipped over to move on top of Theresa. He ran his hands on the insides of her thighs making Theresa tremble with expectation. Feverishly she pressed herself against him, her hands sliding down and feeling the beads of sweat that covered his body. With their touches electric, and their bodies on fire, Theresa and Fox lovingly wrestled under the sheets, building up the excitement between them. Unable to control the urges any longer, Fox gently nudged Theresa's legs apart. She lifted herself up as Fox entered her. His entry made her gasp out of sheer pleasure. Theresa loved this feeling and tried to file it into her memory. She didn't want to ever forget the moment. Reaching the point of no return, both Theresa and Fox's cries blended in perfect harmony. Feeling the pinnacle of their lovemaking dying away, Theresa felt another climax building. One after another they came, leaving them exhausted and breathless when they were through.
Fox nudged Theresa's nose with his own and kissed her softly on the lips. "Mm~" Theresa moaned. "That's all it takes to get it started again." She giggled.

"You want me to stop?" Fox asked.

"Oh no, please don't." Theresa said. Complying with her request, Fox began to make love to her once again. After feeling satisfied, Fox and Theresa snuggled in the covers wishing the moment could last forever. "Do you understand how much I love you?" Fox whispered as he stroked Theresa's arm.

"Yes, Fox." Theresa said. "I do." She traced Fox's chest with her finger.

"I needed to you to know, to feel how much I care about you before~" Fox trailed off.

"Before you told me about her~" Theresa said placing her chin on Fox's chest.

"Yeah." Fox said quietly.

"You love me, Fox, and I love you. Whatever you have to say, regardless of whether it hurts me or not, will test our relationship. But you know how I am about true love. It overcomes those obstacles that get in the way. We can get through the rough spots. We just have to get through them together."

"That's my Theresa." Fox smiled. "Always the optimist."

Theresa returned Fox's smile and kissed him on the lips.

Suddenly, Gwen's cries penetrated the walls of their bedroom. "What the hell was that?" Fox asked sitting up. Ethan then chose that moment to rush through the door. He looked disgustedly at Fox. Fox returned Ethan's gaze with one of irritation. "Haven't you ever heard of knocking?" Fox asked.

Instead of answering, Ethan found his gaze traveling towards Theresa. She squirmed under his gaze and pulled the covers around her tightly. "It's not like I've never seen you naked before." Ethan mumbled.

"Is there a reason why you're in here?" Fox asked annoyed.

"Gwen." Ethan replied flustered.

"What's the matter?" Theresa asked.

"It's the baby and Gwen doesn't look to good." Ethan said hastily.

"Oh no." Theresa said as a bad intuition formed in the pit of her stomach.