Chapter 9
WE BOTH WANT IT BAD ENOUGH
Teresa slipped into her strappy sandles and viewed her reflection in the mirror. 'Not bad, Teresa, not bad.' Teresa wore a red, strapless dress. Though it was very sexy, it still left a lot to the imagination. She left her hair down taking Fox's advice. He had always loved her hair she smiled. She put on a glossy red lip gloss and finished off the look with some jewelry. She was oblivious to the fact of just how truely beautiful she was.
She walked around the screen that seperated Whitney's bedroom from the living area. "So, Whit, how do I look. Think I'll snag Mr. Right tonight?"
Whitney looked up at Teresa. "Honey, you look good in anything you're wearing. Yes, you look good. Don't worry though, I'm sure you'll come home with a handful of phone numbers tonight."
"You think?" She asked excitedly.
"I know."
"You look nice too, Whitney."
"Thanks." Though Whitney knew she was attractive, she would give anything to look like Teresa. She had always been so beautiful. "I feel a little strange going out without Chad though. I'm not so sure if I'm up to this afterall, Teresa."
"Don't worry. I'll take care of you. Besides, Fox isn't going to make a move on you with me and Dylan there."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
There was a knock at the door.
Teresa smiled, "I'll get it." She ran over to the door and opened it and there stood Fox with a huge grin on his face.
"You look amazing, Teresa. Truly breath taking." Funny thing being, he never noticed Whitney sitting in the background. "You ready?" He held out his arm for Teresa to take.
"Yeah, let me grab my purse. Whitney, come on, the guys are here."
'Oh yeah, Whitney! That is why I'm here after all' Fox thought to himself wondering how Teresa in that red dress had totally gotten to him.
Whitney walked up behind Teresa and grabbed her purse off the coatrack. "Let's go." She said a little hesitant.
They all arrived a little later at the club. The place was truly amazing. Fox and Dylan sure knew how to find the party. Dylan walked up behind Teresa and looked her up and down. Not unnoticed by Fox. "Want to dance?"
Teresa smiled. "Of course." Teresa took Dylan's hand and they made their way out into the crowd of people and began dancing. Fox couldn't help but wonder how the fact that Dylan was holding Teresa so close was getting to him so bad.
"You look amazing tonight, Teresa. I've always admired a woman who was fiesty enough to pull off a red dress." He said grabbing her around the waist and pulling her closer to him.
"They look cute together, huh?" Whitney walked over to Fox and pointed at Dylan and Teresa.
Fox grabbed a drink off a passing waiter and downed it. "Whatever you say." He never took his eyes off Dylan and Teresa.
"Want to join them?" Whitney asked nervously placing a strand of hair behind her ear.
Fox broke his stare from Dylan and Teresa. "Uh, yeah. I guess." He said a little uninterested. 'Okay, something is definitely wrong now. I should be more excited about the fact that Whitney has asked me to dance.' Fox followed Whitney out onto the dance floor and they began to dance to the beat.
Dylan nodded in Fox's direction. "Look who's finally hit the dance floor." Teresa looked up and a strange chill went through her. "Looks like Fox is finally making a move on his mystery woman."
Teresa looked at him alarmed, "So Whitney is Fox's mystery woman?"
"Well, he's not officially told me, but I guess I just put two and two together. Why? It doesn't bother you does it?" Dylan smiled.
Teresa laughed uncomfortably, "No, no, of course not. Why would it? It's not like I have feelings for Fox or anything. Besides, if Whitney is Fox's mystery girl, do you think she would really leave Chad for Fox?" Fear struck through Teresa, 'Would she?' she thought to herself.
"Who knows? Honestly though, Chad doesn't stand a chance if Fox does have his sights set on Whitney. Fox always seems to get what he wants." Dylan thought about that for a minute. "I take that back. There is one thing Fox never got that he wanted."
Teresa looked closely at Dylan, "What's that?"
"Don't you know, Teresa? The only thing Fox never got that he wanted was you!"
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"This club is really nice, Fox. I hope you and Dylan are able to buy it."
Fox looked down at Whitney, "Yeah, it is nice isn't it?" Fox looked over Whitney's shoulder at Teresa and Dylan. "Teresa looks like she's having fun."
Whitney glanced over her shoulder. "Yeah, Teresa deserves it. Poor girl. She's lived a lot in her 22 years. She lost her dad, her brother left and then came back only to be sick. She lost Ethan and now he's married and has a baby on the way. She's constantly having to fight for custody of Little Ethan. I could go on and on."
"Teresa can never say her life was boring." Fox laughed. "Teresa said much about Dylan?"
"Just the usual girl talk, if guess. Seems to be a nice guy. Fun to be around. She said she wouldn't mind going out with him."
Fox looked a little taken aback, "Teresa likes Dylan."
"I guess. I mean they only just met, but I think she believes it's a good step in getting over Ethan."
"I just hope Teresa knows what she's getting into with Dylan." He said a little concerned.
"Oh, come on, Fox. You're beginning to sound like the man you hate most." She said playfully.
Fox looked down at Whitney and smiled, "You know, I've thought the exact same thing to myself all day."
"I think it's time we slow things down a bit", the DJ said, "let everybody cool off. Here's a love song for all you lovers and soon to be lovers out there."
Fox looked over at Teresa and then down at Whitney and then back to Teresa again. Contemplating who he would ask to dance. "Whitney, would you mind if I ask Teresa to dance?"
Whitney blushed a little, "No, no, go on. You two need to spend sometime together."
The music began to slowly play. Fox walked over to Dylan and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey man, mind if I have this dance?" Teresa looked up at Fox and smiled.
Dylan stepped out of the way, "Be my guest."
Fox took Teresa in his arms as the words to the song began...
I don't need you,
I don't need friendship.
And I don't need flowers in the spring.
I don't you and you surely don't need me.
I don't need love and affection.
And I don't need peace and harmony.
I don't you and you surely don't need me.
"Have I told you already tonight how amazing you look, Teresa."
"I believe so, but a girl can never hear that too much." She smiled at him.
"Is that a fact?" Teresa nodded. "Well, then, Teresa you look extremely beautiful tonight!"
"Such a charmer, Fox."
But we both want it bad enough.
Yes, we both want it don't we?
I don't need you baby.
And I know you don't need me.
"I do have a proposition for you, Teresa." Teresa looked up at him awaiting what he was to say next. "I hate the thought of you living in that motel alone. I know you would probably rather stay with Whitney, but the apartment Dylan and I share has three bedrooms. You'd have your own space and most importantly I'd be there to keep you company."
"Oh, Fox, I would never want to impose."
"Don't be silly, Teresa. Besides, this isn't Harmony anymore. I hate to think of you by yourself all the time." Teresa started to speak again, but Fox placed his hand over her mouth. "I won't take no for an answer. I'm a Crane. I always get what I want."
"That's what I'm told." She smiled up at him. "If you insist, I'll pack my stuff first thing tomorrow morning."
"Great!" Fox drew Teresa in even closer. Teresa laid her head on Fox's shoulder.
I don't need your loving arms around me.
All I need is to be free.
That's what I keep telling myself.
And I know you feel it too.
I don't children in my old age,
To play in cluttered leaves around the trees.
And I don't need you baby,
And I know you don't need me.
Fox ran his hands through Teresa's long hair. He had always loved her hair. She always wore it up. I took a deep breath taking in her scent. "I love your hair, Teresa."
Teresa sighed, "Thank you. I took your advice and wore it down." She said, never letting her head leave his shoulder. "Fox?"
"Yes, Teresa."
"Thank you for always watching out for me. It's nice to know I always have someone to fall back on."
He kissed the top of her head, "I'll always be here for you, Teresa. Nothing can ever take me away from you."
"Promise me one thing, Fox. Promise me when you finally get together with this mystery woman that you won't forget about me."
Fox slightly pulled away a tilted Teresa's chin up. "Teresa, I could never forget you. No matter what I'll always remember you." Teresa lay her head back down on Fox's shoulder. Fox pulled her even closer. He could feel Teresa's heartbeat.
But we both want it bad enough.
Yes, we both want it don't we?
I don't need you baby.
And I know you don't need me.
Now we don't need each other baby.
We don't need each other baby.
Or do we?
Fox and Teresa stood there holding onto each other. Neither one noticed that the song was over and a new dance mix had started. Both oblivious to the crowd that had regathered on the dance floor.
Dylan came walking over. "Hey, you two. Bring it up. The songs over if you haven't already noticed."
Teresa finally broke away. "I think I'll find Whitney and go to the little girls room. I'll be back in a minute." Teresa walked off.
Fox watched Teresa walk away. A twinge of excitement raced through him as he thought of the dance they just shared.
***AS ALWAYS R&R. THE SONG IS AN OLDIE. WHEN YOU READ THE WORDS IMAGINE SOMEONE LIKE USHER OR THAT NEW GUY WITH THE BEAUTIFUL VOICE, DANIEL BETTINGFIELD. DON'T PICTURE THE REAL ARTIST-KENNY ROGERS. I'M SUCH A SOFTIE WHEN IT COMES TO KENNY. ALWAYS A COUNTRY GIRL AT HEART. GIVE ME SOME HINTS. I MIGHT BE WILLING TO INCORPORATE THEM INTO THE STORY. ALSO, IF YOU LIKE THIS BE SURE TO READ SACRIFICES MADE. IT WAS MY FIRST STORY. HOPE YOU LIKE IT TOO.***
WE BOTH WANT IT BAD ENOUGH
Teresa slipped into her strappy sandles and viewed her reflection in the mirror. 'Not bad, Teresa, not bad.' Teresa wore a red, strapless dress. Though it was very sexy, it still left a lot to the imagination. She left her hair down taking Fox's advice. He had always loved her hair she smiled. She put on a glossy red lip gloss and finished off the look with some jewelry. She was oblivious to the fact of just how truely beautiful she was.
She walked around the screen that seperated Whitney's bedroom from the living area. "So, Whit, how do I look. Think I'll snag Mr. Right tonight?"
Whitney looked up at Teresa. "Honey, you look good in anything you're wearing. Yes, you look good. Don't worry though, I'm sure you'll come home with a handful of phone numbers tonight."
"You think?" She asked excitedly.
"I know."
"You look nice too, Whitney."
"Thanks." Though Whitney knew she was attractive, she would give anything to look like Teresa. She had always been so beautiful. "I feel a little strange going out without Chad though. I'm not so sure if I'm up to this afterall, Teresa."
"Don't worry. I'll take care of you. Besides, Fox isn't going to make a move on you with me and Dylan there."
"Yeah, I guess you're right."
There was a knock at the door.
Teresa smiled, "I'll get it." She ran over to the door and opened it and there stood Fox with a huge grin on his face.
"You look amazing, Teresa. Truly breath taking." Funny thing being, he never noticed Whitney sitting in the background. "You ready?" He held out his arm for Teresa to take.
"Yeah, let me grab my purse. Whitney, come on, the guys are here."
'Oh yeah, Whitney! That is why I'm here after all' Fox thought to himself wondering how Teresa in that red dress had totally gotten to him.
Whitney walked up behind Teresa and grabbed her purse off the coatrack. "Let's go." She said a little hesitant.
They all arrived a little later at the club. The place was truly amazing. Fox and Dylan sure knew how to find the party. Dylan walked up behind Teresa and looked her up and down. Not unnoticed by Fox. "Want to dance?"
Teresa smiled. "Of course." Teresa took Dylan's hand and they made their way out into the crowd of people and began dancing. Fox couldn't help but wonder how the fact that Dylan was holding Teresa so close was getting to him so bad.
"You look amazing tonight, Teresa. I've always admired a woman who was fiesty enough to pull off a red dress." He said grabbing her around the waist and pulling her closer to him.
"They look cute together, huh?" Whitney walked over to Fox and pointed at Dylan and Teresa.
Fox grabbed a drink off a passing waiter and downed it. "Whatever you say." He never took his eyes off Dylan and Teresa.
"Want to join them?" Whitney asked nervously placing a strand of hair behind her ear.
Fox broke his stare from Dylan and Teresa. "Uh, yeah. I guess." He said a little uninterested. 'Okay, something is definitely wrong now. I should be more excited about the fact that Whitney has asked me to dance.' Fox followed Whitney out onto the dance floor and they began to dance to the beat.
Dylan nodded in Fox's direction. "Look who's finally hit the dance floor." Teresa looked up and a strange chill went through her. "Looks like Fox is finally making a move on his mystery woman."
Teresa looked at him alarmed, "So Whitney is Fox's mystery woman?"
"Well, he's not officially told me, but I guess I just put two and two together. Why? It doesn't bother you does it?" Dylan smiled.
Teresa laughed uncomfortably, "No, no, of course not. Why would it? It's not like I have feelings for Fox or anything. Besides, if Whitney is Fox's mystery girl, do you think she would really leave Chad for Fox?" Fear struck through Teresa, 'Would she?' she thought to herself.
"Who knows? Honestly though, Chad doesn't stand a chance if Fox does have his sights set on Whitney. Fox always seems to get what he wants." Dylan thought about that for a minute. "I take that back. There is one thing Fox never got that he wanted."
Teresa looked closely at Dylan, "What's that?"
"Don't you know, Teresa? The only thing Fox never got that he wanted was you!"
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"This club is really nice, Fox. I hope you and Dylan are able to buy it."
Fox looked down at Whitney, "Yeah, it is nice isn't it?" Fox looked over Whitney's shoulder at Teresa and Dylan. "Teresa looks like she's having fun."
Whitney glanced over her shoulder. "Yeah, Teresa deserves it. Poor girl. She's lived a lot in her 22 years. She lost her dad, her brother left and then came back only to be sick. She lost Ethan and now he's married and has a baby on the way. She's constantly having to fight for custody of Little Ethan. I could go on and on."
"Teresa can never say her life was boring." Fox laughed. "Teresa said much about Dylan?"
"Just the usual girl talk, if guess. Seems to be a nice guy. Fun to be around. She said she wouldn't mind going out with him."
Fox looked a little taken aback, "Teresa likes Dylan."
"I guess. I mean they only just met, but I think she believes it's a good step in getting over Ethan."
"I just hope Teresa knows what she's getting into with Dylan." He said a little concerned.
"Oh, come on, Fox. You're beginning to sound like the man you hate most." She said playfully.
Fox looked down at Whitney and smiled, "You know, I've thought the exact same thing to myself all day."
"I think it's time we slow things down a bit", the DJ said, "let everybody cool off. Here's a love song for all you lovers and soon to be lovers out there."
Fox looked over at Teresa and then down at Whitney and then back to Teresa again. Contemplating who he would ask to dance. "Whitney, would you mind if I ask Teresa to dance?"
Whitney blushed a little, "No, no, go on. You two need to spend sometime together."
The music began to slowly play. Fox walked over to Dylan and tapped him on the shoulder. "Hey man, mind if I have this dance?" Teresa looked up at Fox and smiled.
Dylan stepped out of the way, "Be my guest."
Fox took Teresa in his arms as the words to the song began...
I don't need you,
I don't need friendship.
And I don't need flowers in the spring.
I don't you and you surely don't need me.
I don't need love and affection.
And I don't need peace and harmony.
I don't you and you surely don't need me.
"Have I told you already tonight how amazing you look, Teresa."
"I believe so, but a girl can never hear that too much." She smiled at him.
"Is that a fact?" Teresa nodded. "Well, then, Teresa you look extremely beautiful tonight!"
"Such a charmer, Fox."
But we both want it bad enough.
Yes, we both want it don't we?
I don't need you baby.
And I know you don't need me.
"I do have a proposition for you, Teresa." Teresa looked up at him awaiting what he was to say next. "I hate the thought of you living in that motel alone. I know you would probably rather stay with Whitney, but the apartment Dylan and I share has three bedrooms. You'd have your own space and most importantly I'd be there to keep you company."
"Oh, Fox, I would never want to impose."
"Don't be silly, Teresa. Besides, this isn't Harmony anymore. I hate to think of you by yourself all the time." Teresa started to speak again, but Fox placed his hand over her mouth. "I won't take no for an answer. I'm a Crane. I always get what I want."
"That's what I'm told." She smiled up at him. "If you insist, I'll pack my stuff first thing tomorrow morning."
"Great!" Fox drew Teresa in even closer. Teresa laid her head on Fox's shoulder.
I don't need your loving arms around me.
All I need is to be free.
That's what I keep telling myself.
And I know you feel it too.
I don't children in my old age,
To play in cluttered leaves around the trees.
And I don't need you baby,
And I know you don't need me.
Fox ran his hands through Teresa's long hair. He had always loved her hair. She always wore it up. I took a deep breath taking in her scent. "I love your hair, Teresa."
Teresa sighed, "Thank you. I took your advice and wore it down." She said, never letting her head leave his shoulder. "Fox?"
"Yes, Teresa."
"Thank you for always watching out for me. It's nice to know I always have someone to fall back on."
He kissed the top of her head, "I'll always be here for you, Teresa. Nothing can ever take me away from you."
"Promise me one thing, Fox. Promise me when you finally get together with this mystery woman that you won't forget about me."
Fox slightly pulled away a tilted Teresa's chin up. "Teresa, I could never forget you. No matter what I'll always remember you." Teresa lay her head back down on Fox's shoulder. Fox pulled her even closer. He could feel Teresa's heartbeat.
But we both want it bad enough.
Yes, we both want it don't we?
I don't need you baby.
And I know you don't need me.
Now we don't need each other baby.
We don't need each other baby.
Or do we?
Fox and Teresa stood there holding onto each other. Neither one noticed that the song was over and a new dance mix had started. Both oblivious to the crowd that had regathered on the dance floor.
Dylan came walking over. "Hey, you two. Bring it up. The songs over if you haven't already noticed."
Teresa finally broke away. "I think I'll find Whitney and go to the little girls room. I'll be back in a minute." Teresa walked off.
Fox watched Teresa walk away. A twinge of excitement raced through him as he thought of the dance they just shared.
***AS ALWAYS R&R. THE SONG IS AN OLDIE. WHEN YOU READ THE WORDS IMAGINE SOMEONE LIKE USHER OR THAT NEW GUY WITH THE BEAUTIFUL VOICE, DANIEL BETTINGFIELD. DON'T PICTURE THE REAL ARTIST-KENNY ROGERS. I'M SUCH A SOFTIE WHEN IT COMES TO KENNY. ALWAYS A COUNTRY GIRL AT HEART. GIVE ME SOME HINTS. I MIGHT BE WILLING TO INCORPORATE THEM INTO THE STORY. ALSO, IF YOU LIKE THIS BE SURE TO READ SACRIFICES MADE. IT WAS MY FIRST STORY. HOPE YOU LIKE IT TOO.***