OUT OF THE SHADOWS
Teresa stepped out of her bedroom and stood in front of Dylan.
"Wow!" He walked over to her and spun her around, "You sure know how to leave a man speechless. You look beautiful, Teresa."
Teresa rubbed her tiny belly. "All but this." She was self conscious about her growing belly in the form fitting dress. Seems she was showing quicker the second time around.
"That only makes you all the more beautiful, Teresa." He rubbed her stomach, "You're carrying a miracle inside you. I've always said there's nothing more sexy than a pregnant woman."
She play hit him, "Oh, come on, quit trying to suck up."
"Come my lady. Your limo awaits." Dylan placed Teresa's arm.
"You rented a limo?" She asked excited.
"No expense was spared tonight, Teresa." Dylan opened the door and there sat the most beautiful white limo she had even seen. The chaffeur stood outside the door, holding it open for them. "Let's go. We don't want to be late for our reservations."
They pulled up next to the high-end restaurant. "This place looks deserted, Dylan. Are you sure we have reservations here?" Teresa asked.
"This is the place." He stepped out of the limo and then took Teresa's hand helping her out of the limo.
He escorted her into the restaurant. "This place is dark, Dylan..."
"Stop worrying, Teresa. Just enjoy the evening. Stay here, I'll be right back." Dylan disappeared behind a door that Teresa thought probably lead to the kitchen. She could hear people working diligently in the background. Oh, the perks of being rich. You could rent out an entire restaurant and pay the staff if you wanted.
A light came on in the corner. It highlighted a table set with china, silverware and candles. It was the only light on in the entire restaurant. Everything else remained dark. Music began to play in the background. The melody sounded so familiar, yet she couldn't put her finger on it. Then the man began to sing...
She's got a way about her. I don't know what it is, But I know what I can't live without her.
She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know what it is, But there doesn't have to be a reason. Anyway...
Tears came to Teresa's eyes. This was the song Fox played for her on the night he proposed, how could Dylan have known that? At that moment, the kitchen door opened. Between the kitchen lights and the lack of lights on in the restaurant, all she could see was the silhouette of a man. Something familiar about him. The way he walked, the way he carried himself. Then he spoke...
"May I have this dance?" The young man stepped out of the shadows.
Teresa was speechless. Tears streamed down her face. "Fox." She whispered. "Is it really you?"
He placed is hand on her cheek. Softly caressing her face. "In the flesh."
She starred at him a brief moment than slung her arms around him, "Oh, God, Fox I thought I had lost you."
"Never, Teresa, never." He held her closer to him than he ever thought imaginable. He had missed holding her so much. "I would never leave you, Teresa. You have to know that."
"Where have you been, Fox? Why didn't you come to me sooner?" She asked pulling away from him.
"It's a long story, Teresa, and I have the rest of our lives to explain it. Right now all the matters is that we're here, together."
Teresa nodded, "You're right." She held her stomach, "Fox, I have something to tell you. I'm pregnant."
"I k now, Teresa." He kissed her.
"But how do you know?" She looked up to see Dylan standing in the shadows smiling. He then turned and walked away. "Dylan?"
Fox shook his head, "Yeah."
It was all becoming clear. "The flowers. You sent me the flowers didn't you?"
Fox cringed, "Dylan told me it would be a bad idea. I didn't think it would make you so upset."
"Wait a minute, the phone call. There was no one on the line. That was you wasn't it?" Her voice trembled.
"I missed you so much, Teresa. I wanted to hear your voice so bad."
Then it hit her, "You were the one who saved me? You were the one who came into my apartment the day Ethan attacked me?"
"That was me."
She hugged him again, "If I didn't love you so much, I'd kill you right now."
Fox smiled, "Fat chance. I'm not going anywhere away from you ever again."
"Then you know who attacked me?"
Fox's jaw tightened, "God, Teresa, I wanted to kill him for what he did to you. I hate myself for letting that happen to you."
"Shh, Fox, it's okay. I'm here with you. That's all that matters now."
He pulled him close into him again, "We won't have to worry about Ethan for a long time, Teresa. A long time."
Later that night, Fox lay in bed holding Teresa close to him. "I didn't realize how much I missed making love to you, Teresa." He kissed her bare shoulder.
She smiled at him, "That was awesome. Maybe you should die more often."
He laughed, "If I knew I would get sex like that everytime..."
"You're not going anywhere, ever again, Mr. Crane. You mark my words."
"Fine by me." He traced a hand down her bare breast and then down to her exposed stomach. "If I had known you were pregnant, Teresa, I would have went through with grandfather's plans."
"You did what you thought you needed to do, Fox. It might have saved your life and others. Ethan was trying to kill you."
"But I left you when you needed me the most, Teresa."
"And you came back to me, Fox, I couldn't ask for anything more."
"I love you, Teresa. I can't wait for this baby to get here. I couldn't ask for a more perfect mother of my child." He kissed her gently.
"You're going to be an excellent father, Fox."
"I'm going to try, Teresa. I'm going to try damn hard to be the father I never had." Fox leaned over and scooped Teresa back up into his arms. She pulled him so close to her that they both thought they would loose their breath.
"Oh, Fox. I love you!" Teresa breathed out. Fox smiled. This was the happiest he had ever been in his entire life.
Teresa stepped out of her bedroom and stood in front of Dylan.
"Wow!" He walked over to her and spun her around, "You sure know how to leave a man speechless. You look beautiful, Teresa."
Teresa rubbed her tiny belly. "All but this." She was self conscious about her growing belly in the form fitting dress. Seems she was showing quicker the second time around.
"That only makes you all the more beautiful, Teresa." He rubbed her stomach, "You're carrying a miracle inside you. I've always said there's nothing more sexy than a pregnant woman."
She play hit him, "Oh, come on, quit trying to suck up."
"Come my lady. Your limo awaits." Dylan placed Teresa's arm.
"You rented a limo?" She asked excited.
"No expense was spared tonight, Teresa." Dylan opened the door and there sat the most beautiful white limo she had even seen. The chaffeur stood outside the door, holding it open for them. "Let's go. We don't want to be late for our reservations."
They pulled up next to the high-end restaurant. "This place looks deserted, Dylan. Are you sure we have reservations here?" Teresa asked.
"This is the place." He stepped out of the limo and then took Teresa's hand helping her out of the limo.
He escorted her into the restaurant. "This place is dark, Dylan..."
"Stop worrying, Teresa. Just enjoy the evening. Stay here, I'll be right back." Dylan disappeared behind a door that Teresa thought probably lead to the kitchen. She could hear people working diligently in the background. Oh, the perks of being rich. You could rent out an entire restaurant and pay the staff if you wanted.
A light came on in the corner. It highlighted a table set with china, silverware and candles. It was the only light on in the entire restaurant. Everything else remained dark. Music began to play in the background. The melody sounded so familiar, yet she couldn't put her finger on it. Then the man began to sing...
She's got a way about her. I don't know what it is, But I know what I can't live without her.
She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know what it is, But there doesn't have to be a reason. Anyway...
Tears came to Teresa's eyes. This was the song Fox played for her on the night he proposed, how could Dylan have known that? At that moment, the kitchen door opened. Between the kitchen lights and the lack of lights on in the restaurant, all she could see was the silhouette of a man. Something familiar about him. The way he walked, the way he carried himself. Then he spoke...
"May I have this dance?" The young man stepped out of the shadows.
Teresa was speechless. Tears streamed down her face. "Fox." She whispered. "Is it really you?"
He placed is hand on her cheek. Softly caressing her face. "In the flesh."
She starred at him a brief moment than slung her arms around him, "Oh, God, Fox I thought I had lost you."
"Never, Teresa, never." He held her closer to him than he ever thought imaginable. He had missed holding her so much. "I would never leave you, Teresa. You have to know that."
"Where have you been, Fox? Why didn't you come to me sooner?" She asked pulling away from him.
"It's a long story, Teresa, and I have the rest of our lives to explain it. Right now all the matters is that we're here, together."
Teresa nodded, "You're right." She held her stomach, "Fox, I have something to tell you. I'm pregnant."
"I k now, Teresa." He kissed her.
"But how do you know?" She looked up to see Dylan standing in the shadows smiling. He then turned and walked away. "Dylan?"
Fox shook his head, "Yeah."
It was all becoming clear. "The flowers. You sent me the flowers didn't you?"
Fox cringed, "Dylan told me it would be a bad idea. I didn't think it would make you so upset."
"Wait a minute, the phone call. There was no one on the line. That was you wasn't it?" Her voice trembled.
"I missed you so much, Teresa. I wanted to hear your voice so bad."
Then it hit her, "You were the one who saved me? You were the one who came into my apartment the day Ethan attacked me?"
"That was me."
She hugged him again, "If I didn't love you so much, I'd kill you right now."
Fox smiled, "Fat chance. I'm not going anywhere away from you ever again."
"Then you know who attacked me?"
Fox's jaw tightened, "God, Teresa, I wanted to kill him for what he did to you. I hate myself for letting that happen to you."
"Shh, Fox, it's okay. I'm here with you. That's all that matters now."
He pulled him close into him again, "We won't have to worry about Ethan for a long time, Teresa. A long time."
Later that night, Fox lay in bed holding Teresa close to him. "I didn't realize how much I missed making love to you, Teresa." He kissed her bare shoulder.
She smiled at him, "That was awesome. Maybe you should die more often."
He laughed, "If I knew I would get sex like that everytime..."
"You're not going anywhere, ever again, Mr. Crane. You mark my words."
"Fine by me." He traced a hand down her bare breast and then down to her exposed stomach. "If I had known you were pregnant, Teresa, I would have went through with grandfather's plans."
"You did what you thought you needed to do, Fox. It might have saved your life and others. Ethan was trying to kill you."
"But I left you when you needed me the most, Teresa."
"And you came back to me, Fox, I couldn't ask for anything more."
"I love you, Teresa. I can't wait for this baby to get here. I couldn't ask for a more perfect mother of my child." He kissed her gently.
"You're going to be an excellent father, Fox."
"I'm going to try, Teresa. I'm going to try damn hard to be the father I never had." Fox leaned over and scooped Teresa back up into his arms. She pulled him so close to her that they both thought they would loose their breath.
"Oh, Fox. I love you!" Teresa breathed out. Fox smiled. This was the happiest he had ever been in his entire life.