Chapter 48: Dredging Up the Past

"I still don't believe that you would even bring the subject up, Ethan."

"Teresa, it's not a subject. It's our son."

Ethan and Teresa had been sitting in the Book Café for about half an hour discussing Teresa's abortion and their son from years ago.

"Ethan, we had a son. We both agreed to have the abortion and we both agreed to never bring it up."

"Well, WE had chosen names for our son. WE had been looking at houses to live in. WE were going to be together."

"Ethan, please."

"No Teresa. We need to talk about our Lucas."

"DON'T YOU EVER MENTION HIS NAME AGAIN!"

"Calm down. You're making a scene."

"That's it! I'm leaving."

"Teresa, sit down."

"Ethan, I committed a sin by allowing our son to be taken away from us. I can't live with that."

Teresa looked up from the table to a man standing behind Ethan's chair. He had his mouth wide open as if he were flabbergasted by Teresa's news of a son. It was Dylan.

"Dylan. What are you doing here?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing, but now I think I know."

Ethan turned around to see Dylan standing behind him.

"Dylan, won't you join us?" asked Ethan.

"No. I need to speak with Teresa. Alone for a moment."

"Sure thing." Ethan stood up from the table and walked over to the bookshelves to look at some books. Dylan took Ethan's seat and reached for Teresa's hand. She placed her hand in his and he said, "You named Lucia after him didn't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Your daughter with Fox is named after your son with Ethan. No?"

"Son with Ethan? Dylan, are you feeling alright?"

"Teresa, I walked in when you were flipping out about Lucas, your son with Ethan."

Teresa dropped her head and sighed, "Yes. I did. I named her after him."

"Why didn't you tell me you had an abortion once."

"I didn't want you to think bad of me."

"I would never do that Teresa. What you did was your choice and you chose to not have Lucas."

"Please, Dylan, stop saying his name."

"Fine. Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Does Fox know about this?"

"No. Nor will he."

"Does Noah?"

"No. He hates Ethan's guts."

"I could guess why."

"I'm sure you could."

Dylan looked at Teresa's hand in his and lifted her hand and kissed it. He held her hand in his and placed it under his chin and said, "I love you Teresa. You don't have to hide anything from me."

"I know that."

"Good then." He kissed her hand again and said, "Well, I just dropped in here, but I have to get back to work, but I need to talk with you some more about this. Want to meet later?"

"Sure. Where and when?"

"Your room at your mom's place at about 7?"

"How about your house at 8?"

"Which house?"

"The one you took me to, to meet your parents."

"Why?"

"Because, we may get feisty and I don't want my mother to be there."

"Who'll watch the girls?"

"Fox."

"It's a done deal then. My house at 8pm tonight."

Dylan rose from his chair and kissed Teresa's lips and said, "I love you."

She replied softly, "I love you too."

Dylan smiled and walked out of the Book Café.

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"So you got pregnant after your first time together while you were dating Noah?"

"Yes."

"Whew. That's a long confusing story."

"Ha ha."

Dylan leaned across the bed he and Teresa were sitting on and kissed her cheek.

"Dylan?"

"Yes beautiful."

"If we were to have a son or daughter what would you want to name them?"

"Are you pregnant?"

"No! I was just asking."

"Okay, um, if we had a son, I'd like, Nathan."

"Nathan?"

"Yea and for a girl, um, how about, Tatiana?"

"I like that."

"Good."

She leaned in towards Dylan's face and kissed his lips. Usually Dylan would lean his body into hers so she'd eventually be flat on the bed with him on top, but this time he wasn't pushing or leaning. He just kept kissing her. She pulled away from him.

"What's wrong babe?"

"What's wrong with you? Why haven't you lay me on the bed like usual."

"Because I thought you didn't want to do any of that fun stuff until you made your decision so you'd be with that man and that man only."

She felt stupid. Dylan was right. She should wait until her decision was made.

"Right. I knew that. Can we at least watch a movie together with me in your arms?"

"You bet. Go get the movie from the shelf over there and I'll turn down the bed for us."

She giggled, "Good idea."

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R&R please. Story is coming to close at chapter 50 or 51.