Friday...

Tonight Fox had insisted that Teresa come to his place. It was his turn to entertain her. Teresa had found a babysitter and was on her way to Fox's apartment when her cell phone rang.

"Hello?" Teresa said.

Fox's voice came across the other end. "Where are you beautiful?"

"I'm on my way. Little Ethan didn't want me to leave. I almost canceled."

"Now that would have truly broken my heart, Teresa."

"Get real, Fox." She scolded him playfully.

"I am." He sighed. "Hurry! I can't wait to see you."

"I'll be there in a few minutes. That is if I don't wreck and kill myself trying to talk to you on this god forsaken cellphone." She argued, grinning the entire time.

"Fine, I'll let you go, you just make sure you get your pretty little self along with that gorgeous body here safe and sound."

"Bye, Fox." She put down the phone smiling. It had been along time since Teresa had smiled this much. Fox certainly knew how to make her happy and she liked the filling. Until Monday when she had ran into the wonderful man, her life had meant much of nothing to her. Of course, there was her son, but what Teresa truly wanted or maybe even needed was a man in her life. Somone to be a father figure to her son. Someone who could pick her up when she was down. She had very little companionship since moving to New York and Fox truly was a breath of fresh air.

She pulled into the underground parking lot of Fox's apartment complex and made her way to the top floor. As she was ready to knock on the door, Fox opened it standing there grinning from ear to ear. "I thought you'd never get here."

"Are you really this anxious to see me or are you just horny as hell?"

Fox scratched his chin as if trying to find an answer, "That's a hard question. Let me think about that."

She shoved past him, "Oh, I give up." She took one look at the massive apartment and turned in awe at Fox. "This place is amazing. When did you find the time to do all of this?"

He turned around and smiled, "Crane cash can buy you lots of time. Do you like it?"

"It's beautiful." She looked around as Fox had lined the room with candles and red roses. Soft music played quitely in the background. "Was this why you were so anxious for me to get here?"

"Yeah, I was a little nervous. I was hoping that you would like it."

"Like it? I love it. It's amazing." She walked over to him and kissed him. "Thank you, Fox. I don't think anyone has ever done anything this extravagant for me."

"Somehow, Teresa, that surprises me."

"It's the truth. The best thing Ethan ever did for me was marry Gwen."

"No, Teresa, I have a feeling that was the best thing that ever happened to me. Without Gwen getting pregnant, you would have never came to New York and chances are we would have never met."

"I'm sure you would have eventually came back to Harmony."

He shook his head, "No. That town is a...I don't know. It's messed up. That's all I have to say for it. Something crazy happens to you when you're in that town."

Teresa had to agree, "I have to admit, Fox, you might be onto something. I always found myself in the strangest situations."

He smiled, "That was probably of your own doing, Teresa."

"Do you ever let up? Even for just one minute?"

He pulled her in his arms as a slow song came across the radio. "No, not when I'm with you. You just bring out this, I don't know...this fiesty Fox in me." They began to sway to the music.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. You seem to bring out a happier Teresa in me. I actually like myself lately. Things are going better in school. Little Ethan loves being with you. Life in general is sweeter with you." She smiled at him, her eyes alit with true happiness. "You've made me the happiest I've been in a long time Fox. Thank you."

"It was nothing. You're very good company, you know."

"I am?" Fox spun Teresa around to be beat of the music.

"Yes, you are. Probably the sexiest friend I've ever had." Fox said pulling Teresa into him again and pressing her hips against his.

"Am I just a friend, Fox?" She whispered seductively.

"Just a friend?"

"Most people don't take their friends to bed. Most friends don't cook each other romantic dinners or light up their entire apartment with candles and adorn it with roses. So, am I more than a friend to you, Fox? Or when the fun is over and this newness wears off are you going to ditch me like all of your other girlfriends?"

Fox was taken back. He had never thought about it that way. Somehow now that Teresa was apart of his life, he couldn't imagine her not being there. "I don't think I could ever grow tired of you, Teresa. You always seem to leave me wanting more. Needing more. You're my new addiction."

"The way your father is addictive to his Scotch?"

"No, worse." He said seriously.

"Is that so?" She smiled.

He danced with her over to the couch. "Yes, Teresa, I need you more than you could imagine. More than I could imagine I would ever need a woman. Stay here with me tonight, Teresa." He softly lay Teresa back on the couch and then placed himself on top of her.

"You know I can't stay here with you, Fox. I have little Ethan at home."

He smiled down at her, "God, Teresa, I don't want to be without you."

"Then you shouldn't have suggest I come over here, you little twit."

"Yeah, well, maybe you should have reminded me of that before I insisted you come here tonight." He nibbled on her neck.

"Let's not worry about where I'll be staying tonight. We have other things to occupy our minds with presently." She grabbed down between his legs and took his erection in her hands, "And I have other things to occupy my hands with."

Fox took in a deep breath, shocked by Teresa's forwardness. "I think you're right, Teresa. Maybe we should make the most of the time you're here."