CHAPTER 12
THEY KISS
Dylan pulled away from Teresa forceably and sat on the edge of the bed. He reached down for his shirt and started putting it on.
"Dylan what's the matter? Did I do something wrong?" Teresa asked.
"As if you don't know." He started buttoning his shirt.
"Tell me, Dylan, what did I do?" She pulled the sheet up around her near naked body and sat next to him.
"Don't you know? You called me Fox!"
Teresa looked at Dylan in shock, "What?"
"When you said that I, well I guess I should say Fox, could kiss good, instead of saying my name you said, Fox!"
"Dylan, I'm so sorry I don't know what came over me. I guess I'm just worried about Fox."
"Don't lie to yourself, Teresa. It's obvious that you share more than just a friendship with Fox."
"Honestly, Dylan, that's all there is. Just a close friendship. Do you think I would risk loosing my best friend for some lovers fling?"
Dylan looked at her intently, "Yes, I do and you'd be a fool to think that Fox wouldn't either."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a feeling the reason Fox got so drunk tonight was because of that dance you two shared. Seems to have gotten to him pretty deep."
"What about Whitney?"
"What about her?" Dylan asked. "No matter how hard Whitney tries she'll never stand up to you in Fox's eyes. He's only lying to himself right now when he says he's in love with Whitney. What he feels for Whitney is not love it's lust. Plain and simple. Fox likes a challenge. He likes pursuing things he knows he can't have. It's all a game to him."
"Then why would you think his feelings for me would be any different? How do you know that I'm just not some conquest he's out to win either?" Teresa asked.
"Fox has never had a true woman friend. He's always slept with them and then pushed them to the side. For some reason you're still around."
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Whitney was stunned. She pushed Fox up off her. "Get off of me. Get off of me now!" She screamed.
Fox looked at Whitney confused, "I thought you wanted this."
"I did, I do. Thing is, you just ruined it for me."
'Okay this was new for Fox. He had never been told by a woman that he had ruined their sexual experience. "What did I do?"
"You called me Teresa. You were thinking of Teresa when you were about to make love to me." Whitney was on the verge of tears.
"No, I couldn't have. Teresa's my friend. Why would I think of her like that? You're the one I've wanted." Fox leaned back in to kiss her.
"Stay away from me Fox Crane. Coming her tonight was a mistake. I'm just glad things didn't go any farther than they did."
"Whitney, I'm sorry. I honestly don't remember calling out Teresa's name."
Whitney scoured the floor searching for her fallen articles of clothing. "Fox, I'm sorry. Coming her tonight was a bad idea. I've got a lot of different emotions floating around in my head. I miss my family, my friends, my home in Harmony. Mine and Chad's arguement. I'm truly sorry I brought you into this."
"It's okay, Whitney. I'm just glad we didn't go any farther than you wanted. For what it's worth it was good while it lasted."
She sighed, "Yeah, as long as I was Teresa, huh?" Fox hung his head. "Look, Fox, I know you say that you and Teresa are just friends, but I think you should re-evaluated your feelings for her."
"Teresa would never have me, Whitney. In fact, she's probably with Dylan right now."
"She may be with Dylan, Fox. But I bet you anything she's thinking of you."
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Teresa awoke the next morning and began packing her belongings. She was glad to get out of this hotel room, but on the other hand she was a little nervous to be living under the same roof as Dylan and Fox. Teresa put the last remaining items into her suitcase just as there was a knock at the door.
Teresa walked over and opened the door. She looked up at Fox's smiling face. "Hey, how are you this morning?"
"Actually, I'm doing rather well considering."
"Yeah, considering you consumed the entire bar last night. No hangover."
"Not yet, though I'm not feeling the greatest in the world right now."
"Well, I think you look ravishing this morning." She smiled letting him enter into her room. "Come on in, I just finished packing. I'll call for a bell-hop to come get my luggage."
"That's okay, Teresa, I think I can manage. I'm not a wimpy little boy you know." He smiled at Teresa ruefully. "I'm all man, trust me."
Teresa swallowed hard, 'Believe me I already know.'
Teresa and Fox both reached down and tried to pick up the same suitcase and bumped heads. Both rubbed their heads and laughed. "Were both clumsy this morning, huh?" Teresa asked.
"Looks like it." Fox grinned and came closer to Teresa. He touched the top of her head. "Are you okay?" He asked sweetly.
"I think I'm going to have a headache." She said. Her eyes never leaving his.
"I think I have just what the doctor ordered." With that he leaned down and gently placed his lips on Teresa's. Neither one were prepared for the onslaught of emotions that ran through their heads. Teresa's heartbeat a thousands beats a minute and Fox's head was spinning.
Teresa gently pushed Fox away. "Fox, we shouldn't be doing this."
"Maybe not, but I've wanted to do that since the day I met you."
"Since the day you met me?"
"From that day that I slipped into your bed, I've always wondered what it would be like to have you in my arms and to kiss you. Now I know."
"Exactly what do you know now?" she asked curiously.
"What I think I knew from the beginning."
"And what's that?"
"The same thing I think you know now." He sweetly touched the side of her face. "We belong together."
THEY KISS
Dylan pulled away from Teresa forceably and sat on the edge of the bed. He reached down for his shirt and started putting it on.
"Dylan what's the matter? Did I do something wrong?" Teresa asked.
"As if you don't know." He started buttoning his shirt.
"Tell me, Dylan, what did I do?" She pulled the sheet up around her near naked body and sat next to him.
"Don't you know? You called me Fox!"
Teresa looked at Dylan in shock, "What?"
"When you said that I, well I guess I should say Fox, could kiss good, instead of saying my name you said, Fox!"
"Dylan, I'm so sorry I don't know what came over me. I guess I'm just worried about Fox."
"Don't lie to yourself, Teresa. It's obvious that you share more than just a friendship with Fox."
"Honestly, Dylan, that's all there is. Just a close friendship. Do you think I would risk loosing my best friend for some lovers fling?"
Dylan looked at her intently, "Yes, I do and you'd be a fool to think that Fox wouldn't either."
"What do you mean?"
"I have a feeling the reason Fox got so drunk tonight was because of that dance you two shared. Seems to have gotten to him pretty deep."
"What about Whitney?"
"What about her?" Dylan asked. "No matter how hard Whitney tries she'll never stand up to you in Fox's eyes. He's only lying to himself right now when he says he's in love with Whitney. What he feels for Whitney is not love it's lust. Plain and simple. Fox likes a challenge. He likes pursuing things he knows he can't have. It's all a game to him."
"Then why would you think his feelings for me would be any different? How do you know that I'm just not some conquest he's out to win either?" Teresa asked.
"Fox has never had a true woman friend. He's always slept with them and then pushed them to the side. For some reason you're still around."
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Whitney was stunned. She pushed Fox up off her. "Get off of me. Get off of me now!" She screamed.
Fox looked at Whitney confused, "I thought you wanted this."
"I did, I do. Thing is, you just ruined it for me."
'Okay this was new for Fox. He had never been told by a woman that he had ruined their sexual experience. "What did I do?"
"You called me Teresa. You were thinking of Teresa when you were about to make love to me." Whitney was on the verge of tears.
"No, I couldn't have. Teresa's my friend. Why would I think of her like that? You're the one I've wanted." Fox leaned back in to kiss her.
"Stay away from me Fox Crane. Coming her tonight was a mistake. I'm just glad things didn't go any farther than they did."
"Whitney, I'm sorry. I honestly don't remember calling out Teresa's name."
Whitney scoured the floor searching for her fallen articles of clothing. "Fox, I'm sorry. Coming her tonight was a bad idea. I've got a lot of different emotions floating around in my head. I miss my family, my friends, my home in Harmony. Mine and Chad's arguement. I'm truly sorry I brought you into this."
"It's okay, Whitney. I'm just glad we didn't go any farther than you wanted. For what it's worth it was good while it lasted."
She sighed, "Yeah, as long as I was Teresa, huh?" Fox hung his head. "Look, Fox, I know you say that you and Teresa are just friends, but I think you should re-evaluated your feelings for her."
"Teresa would never have me, Whitney. In fact, she's probably with Dylan right now."
"She may be with Dylan, Fox. But I bet you anything she's thinking of you."
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Teresa awoke the next morning and began packing her belongings. She was glad to get out of this hotel room, but on the other hand she was a little nervous to be living under the same roof as Dylan and Fox. Teresa put the last remaining items into her suitcase just as there was a knock at the door.
Teresa walked over and opened the door. She looked up at Fox's smiling face. "Hey, how are you this morning?"
"Actually, I'm doing rather well considering."
"Yeah, considering you consumed the entire bar last night. No hangover."
"Not yet, though I'm not feeling the greatest in the world right now."
"Well, I think you look ravishing this morning." She smiled letting him enter into her room. "Come on in, I just finished packing. I'll call for a bell-hop to come get my luggage."
"That's okay, Teresa, I think I can manage. I'm not a wimpy little boy you know." He smiled at Teresa ruefully. "I'm all man, trust me."
Teresa swallowed hard, 'Believe me I already know.'
Teresa and Fox both reached down and tried to pick up the same suitcase and bumped heads. Both rubbed their heads and laughed. "Were both clumsy this morning, huh?" Teresa asked.
"Looks like it." Fox grinned and came closer to Teresa. He touched the top of her head. "Are you okay?" He asked sweetly.
"I think I'm going to have a headache." She said. Her eyes never leaving his.
"I think I have just what the doctor ordered." With that he leaned down and gently placed his lips on Teresa's. Neither one were prepared for the onslaught of emotions that ran through their heads. Teresa's heartbeat a thousands beats a minute and Fox's head was spinning.
Teresa gently pushed Fox away. "Fox, we shouldn't be doing this."
"Maybe not, but I've wanted to do that since the day I met you."
"Since the day you met me?"
"From that day that I slipped into your bed, I've always wondered what it would be like to have you in my arms and to kiss you. Now I know."
"Exactly what do you know now?" she asked curiously.
"What I think I knew from the beginning."
"And what's that?"
"The same thing I think you know now." He sweetly touched the side of her face. "We belong together."