Wednesday...
Teresa opened the door and allowed Fox to enter. "Something smells delicious." Fox said.
"It's an old family recipe. My grandmother taught it to me when I was little. In fact, she taught us all how to cook."
"Well, I'm absolutely starving." He said rubbing his firm stomach. "When do we eat?"
She smiled happily, "In a little while. There's someone I want you to meet first." She took Fox's hand. "Come on, I'll take you to Little Ethan's room."
Teresa led him to the nursery and Fox looked down at a sleeping baby. "He's beautiful, Teresa."
Teresa smiled at her son lovingly, "He is, isn't he?"
"Are you sure he's Julian's?" Fox asked joking.
"Unfortuntely, yes. Even so, I couldn't thank Julian enough for giving me such a wonderful gift, even though I don't remember anything about conceiving him."
"I would be definitely be thankful for that."
Teresa laughed, "Believe me, I am."
Little Ethan stirred in his crib. "Oh, I think we've woke him up." Fox said.
"It's okay. It's time for his bottle anyways."
"May I?" He asked.
"He's your brother. You don't have to ask for my permission."
Fox reached down in the crib to pick up Little Ethan, "I feel like I'm going to hurt him."
"Don't worry, he's stronger than you give him credit for. I'll let you spend sometime together while I warm his bottle." Teresa exited the room.
"Hey, little guy. We've never met before, but I'm your big brother, Fox." He sit down with him in the rocker. "You know, you have quite a mother there. I don't think she'll have any problems finding you a father. Your godfather was a real quack to let her slip away." Little Ethan looked up at Fox and grinned. "One day I'll teach you how to play tennis. I'm pretty good if I do say so myself. Maybe I'll even teach you how to pick up the ladies. I'm pretty good at that too, but that's only because my family has a lot of money."
Teresa walked in hearing that last phrase, "Don't you go giving him any ideas." She handed him the bottle. "He's already half Julian, you know."
"Hey, watch it, so am I!" Fox winked.
A short time later, Fox and Teresa sat over their empty plates. Fox sat back and rubbed his stomach, "That was amazing. I'm stuffed."
"Thank you. I'll teach you how to cook it someday."
"So, that means you'd like to see me again?"
"I would love that." She smiled.
"You know, Teresa, I really do want to be a part of Little Ethan's life."
"Of course, I know it would mean a lot to him having a big brother involved in his life. God knows Julian will never have anything to do with him and since I moved to New York my family has only been able to come visit a few times. He does have many male role models in his life."
"I don't know that I'm much of a role model, but I'll do my best." He looked at the clock on the wall. "I guess I should let you get to bed. Got class tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
He rose from the table, "Thanks for dinner. Everything was excellent."
Teresa walked with him to the door, "My pleasure."
"I'll call you tomorrow." He leaned down and kissed her lips gently, both feeling a slight jolt of electricity. They looked into each other's eyes and then Fox drew her in for a passionate kiss. Teresa wrapped her arms around Fox's neck and then let her hands run through his hair. Fox tightened his grip on Teresa's tiny waist. "God, Teresa, I've never wanted anything so bad in my life."
"Me either." She managed between kisses.
"Don't make me leave."
"Please don't. Stay with me tonight."
"I thought you'd never ask." Fox swept her off her feet. "Which way to the bedroom?"
"To you right." She said unbuttoning his shirt.
When he got there he threw Teresa down on the bed. He finished ripping of his shirt and then slipped out of his pants and boxers. Teresa's eyes widened when she saw the size of him. Definitely not Ethan! He lay down on the bed beside Teresa and helped her slide out of her blouse and bra. Seeing her like this only made him want her more. He couldn't wait any longer. Never in his life had a woman gotten to him so much. He had always been able to control his urges, but not with her. He inched up her skirt around her waist and slipped her out of her underwear. In one fluid movement he buried himself deep within her.
Teresa let out a groan of sheer satisfaction, "Oh, God!"
Teresa opened the door and allowed Fox to enter. "Something smells delicious." Fox said.
"It's an old family recipe. My grandmother taught it to me when I was little. In fact, she taught us all how to cook."
"Well, I'm absolutely starving." He said rubbing his firm stomach. "When do we eat?"
She smiled happily, "In a little while. There's someone I want you to meet first." She took Fox's hand. "Come on, I'll take you to Little Ethan's room."
Teresa led him to the nursery and Fox looked down at a sleeping baby. "He's beautiful, Teresa."
Teresa smiled at her son lovingly, "He is, isn't he?"
"Are you sure he's Julian's?" Fox asked joking.
"Unfortuntely, yes. Even so, I couldn't thank Julian enough for giving me such a wonderful gift, even though I don't remember anything about conceiving him."
"I would be definitely be thankful for that."
Teresa laughed, "Believe me, I am."
Little Ethan stirred in his crib. "Oh, I think we've woke him up." Fox said.
"It's okay. It's time for his bottle anyways."
"May I?" He asked.
"He's your brother. You don't have to ask for my permission."
Fox reached down in the crib to pick up Little Ethan, "I feel like I'm going to hurt him."
"Don't worry, he's stronger than you give him credit for. I'll let you spend sometime together while I warm his bottle." Teresa exited the room.
"Hey, little guy. We've never met before, but I'm your big brother, Fox." He sit down with him in the rocker. "You know, you have quite a mother there. I don't think she'll have any problems finding you a father. Your godfather was a real quack to let her slip away." Little Ethan looked up at Fox and grinned. "One day I'll teach you how to play tennis. I'm pretty good if I do say so myself. Maybe I'll even teach you how to pick up the ladies. I'm pretty good at that too, but that's only because my family has a lot of money."
Teresa walked in hearing that last phrase, "Don't you go giving him any ideas." She handed him the bottle. "He's already half Julian, you know."
"Hey, watch it, so am I!" Fox winked.
A short time later, Fox and Teresa sat over their empty plates. Fox sat back and rubbed his stomach, "That was amazing. I'm stuffed."
"Thank you. I'll teach you how to cook it someday."
"So, that means you'd like to see me again?"
"I would love that." She smiled.
"You know, Teresa, I really do want to be a part of Little Ethan's life."
"Of course, I know it would mean a lot to him having a big brother involved in his life. God knows Julian will never have anything to do with him and since I moved to New York my family has only been able to come visit a few times. He does have many male role models in his life."
"I don't know that I'm much of a role model, but I'll do my best." He looked at the clock on the wall. "I guess I should let you get to bed. Got class tomorrow?"
"Yeah."
He rose from the table, "Thanks for dinner. Everything was excellent."
Teresa walked with him to the door, "My pleasure."
"I'll call you tomorrow." He leaned down and kissed her lips gently, both feeling a slight jolt of electricity. They looked into each other's eyes and then Fox drew her in for a passionate kiss. Teresa wrapped her arms around Fox's neck and then let her hands run through his hair. Fox tightened his grip on Teresa's tiny waist. "God, Teresa, I've never wanted anything so bad in my life."
"Me either." She managed between kisses.
"Don't make me leave."
"Please don't. Stay with me tonight."
"I thought you'd never ask." Fox swept her off her feet. "Which way to the bedroom?"
"To you right." She said unbuttoning his shirt.
When he got there he threw Teresa down on the bed. He finished ripping of his shirt and then slipped out of his pants and boxers. Teresa's eyes widened when she saw the size of him. Definitely not Ethan! He lay down on the bed beside Teresa and helped her slide out of her blouse and bra. Seeing her like this only made him want her more. He couldn't wait any longer. Never in his life had a woman gotten to him so much. He had always been able to control his urges, but not with her. He inched up her skirt around her waist and slipped her out of her underwear. In one fluid movement he buried himself deep within her.
Teresa let out a groan of sheer satisfaction, "Oh, God!"