Chapter 34: Romance Me
"What are you thinking about?" Asked Teresa as she walked out of the pool house with a blue bikini on and 2 drinks in her hands.
"How nice you look in that bathing suit."
"It's a bikini Mr. Banning."
"I was trying to be descent Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald."
They laughed. Dylan got out of the pool, dried off and sat down on a lawn chair besides Teresa. She handed him his drink.
"You're not trying to get me drunk are you Teresa?"
"And why would I do that?"
"Because you want me."
"Want you? How so?"
"You want me in your bed tonight don't you?"
"Not quite."
"Don't lie."
"I'm not."
Dylan looked at Teresa as he sipped his drink. "Well, guess what?"
"What?"
"I want you in mine."
Teresa stared at him and nearly choked at his comment, "What?"
"Don't act so surprised. You know I like you . . . a lot."
"Oh really?"
"You got that right."
"Well, Mr. Banning, it's going to take a lot more than just telling me that you want me in your bed to get me there."
"And what will it take then?"
"Romance me."
"Huh?"
"You are such a guy."
"Romance you? Like what? Candlelight dinner and a walk on the beach then have me carry you to my room and lay you down on a bed full of roses and make love to you?"
"Something like that."
Dylan nearly choked on her comment, "Something like that? That's it?"
"No. Romance me Dylan. Romance me. Tonight."
"Tonight?"
"You got it."
"What about the kids?"
"You did hire a nanny for them . . . let's put her to good use."
Dylan laughed, "Alright then. Tonight."
"Tonight."
Dylan leaned in to Teresa's face to kiss her when his cell phone rang.
"Who's that?"
"Let's see." Dylan picked his phone up and answered it.
*~* Phone Call *~*
"Dylan Banning here."
"Dyl?"
"That's me. Who's this?"
"Fox."
Dylan hung the phone up. Teresa asked, "Who was that?"
"Some teller marketer."
"I hate them."
"Me too."
The phone rang again and Dylan answered it again.
"Dylan Banning here."
"Dylan you have to listen me, it's an emergency!"
"I don't want to talk to you."
"You have to."
"How do I know you're not tracking this call?"
"Because I'm not. Trust me."
"No. Goodbye."
"No wait!"
**Click**
*~* End of Call *~*
"Let's go get the kids and take them out to the park for about an hour."
"I thought you might want to get everything ready."
"I have time."
"Let's go then."
*~*~*~*
NEXT CHAPTER: Dylan's night with trying to romance Teresa and Mark arrives in Palm Springs . . . and brings trouble.
Review please.
"What are you thinking about?" Asked Teresa as she walked out of the pool house with a blue bikini on and 2 drinks in her hands.
"How nice you look in that bathing suit."
"It's a bikini Mr. Banning."
"I was trying to be descent Ms. Lopez-Fitzgerald."
They laughed. Dylan got out of the pool, dried off and sat down on a lawn chair besides Teresa. She handed him his drink.
"You're not trying to get me drunk are you Teresa?"
"And why would I do that?"
"Because you want me."
"Want you? How so?"
"You want me in your bed tonight don't you?"
"Not quite."
"Don't lie."
"I'm not."
Dylan looked at Teresa as he sipped his drink. "Well, guess what?"
"What?"
"I want you in mine."
Teresa stared at him and nearly choked at his comment, "What?"
"Don't act so surprised. You know I like you . . . a lot."
"Oh really?"
"You got that right."
"Well, Mr. Banning, it's going to take a lot more than just telling me that you want me in your bed to get me there."
"And what will it take then?"
"Romance me."
"Huh?"
"You are such a guy."
"Romance you? Like what? Candlelight dinner and a walk on the beach then have me carry you to my room and lay you down on a bed full of roses and make love to you?"
"Something like that."
Dylan nearly choked on her comment, "Something like that? That's it?"
"No. Romance me Dylan. Romance me. Tonight."
"Tonight?"
"You got it."
"What about the kids?"
"You did hire a nanny for them . . . let's put her to good use."
Dylan laughed, "Alright then. Tonight."
"Tonight."
Dylan leaned in to Teresa's face to kiss her when his cell phone rang.
"Who's that?"
"Let's see." Dylan picked his phone up and answered it.
*~* Phone Call *~*
"Dylan Banning here."
"Dyl?"
"That's me. Who's this?"
"Fox."
Dylan hung the phone up. Teresa asked, "Who was that?"
"Some teller marketer."
"I hate them."
"Me too."
The phone rang again and Dylan answered it again.
"Dylan Banning here."
"Dylan you have to listen me, it's an emergency!"
"I don't want to talk to you."
"You have to."
"How do I know you're not tracking this call?"
"Because I'm not. Trust me."
"No. Goodbye."
"No wait!"
**Click**
*~* End of Call *~*
"Let's go get the kids and take them out to the park for about an hour."
"I thought you might want to get everything ready."
"I have time."
"Let's go then."
*~*~*~*
NEXT CHAPTER: Dylan's night with trying to romance Teresa and Mark arrives in Palm Springs . . . and brings trouble.
Review please.
