"How many stories can he hear before he goes to sleep?", asked Ethan, as he and Theresa walked out of Little Ethan's bedroom.

"Oh, lots", replied Theresa. "You got off easy tonight. Usually I have to read to him for at least an hour, tonight was just 30 minutes."

"Probably because of the zoo", said Ethan.

"I told you it would wear him down." Theresa plopped down on the couch in her living room, Ethan not far behind her. As he sat down, he turned to look at her.

"Theresa, now that Little Ethan is in bed, I'd like to talk to you."

"Yes Ethan?"

Theresa looked deep in to Ethan's eyes. Oh how he missed that. Looking straight in to her soul. He hadn't done that since the night he was going to propose to her again, before Gwen...

"Now that we know Ethan is my son, I meant what I said before. I want to see him everyday."

"Of course you can Ethan. He loves you very much."

"I want to see you everyday, too."

"Oh?," said Theresa. She couldn't help but feel both nervous and excited about what he had just said.

"Theresa, I know it has taken us quite some time, but I finally feel like, if we tried, we could be together, and it could work. I want to be with you Theresa, always. I want to forget everything that happened in the past, and finally follow my heart. What it's always been saying. I love you Theresa. I always have, no matter what I tried to do, or even no matter who I married! I always have loved you, Theresa. I always come back to you."

"Ethan, I feel the same way. I always will. I love you, Ethan. But can we really do this? Can we really forget everything that's happened and just pick up where we left off? So much has happened. You married Gwen! You made love to her, you even had a ......well, you know what I mean."

"Theresa, I didn't say it was going to be easy, I know everything that's happened. But I think all of it has made us both a lot more mature. If none of those things had happened, I don't think we'd be as ready to commit to each other as we are right now."

"Yeah, you know what, Ethan, I think your right. Now is the perfect time to try again. Okay! So let's give it a try!"

"Can I please kiss you, Theresa?" Theresa began to giggle with delight.

"Yes, Please!"

Theresa fought the urge to close her eyes and wait for Ethan's kiss. She had wanted, for so long, to see his face closer to hers again. It was finally happening. She wasn't going to miss a moment of it.

Ethan gently cupped her face with his hands. The touch was like electricity for him. What a difference between touching Gwen and Theresa. With Gwen, there was nothing. With Theresa, all of Harmony could be lit up with the slightest touch.

Gently, softly, slowly, their lips met. Both sighed relief. Both had been waiting for this moment for so long. Ethan kissed Theresa so softly...for as long as he could, until his kiss grew stronger, deeper. Theresa knew what he was feeling, and wanted him to know she felt the same way, so she ever so slightly opened her mouth to his. Ethan wasted no time slipping his tongue in to her mouth. She responded by giving him her tongue back. Soon, it was no longer just a sweet kiss.

"Theresa..." Ethan broke away from the kiss just long enough to moan her name. The sound of her name coming from Ethan that way, made Theresa even more excited that she already was. She could actually feel herself becoming more aroused.

"Ethan," Theresa cried. "Wait. Stop."

Ethan realized he was moving to fast for Theresa and immediately apologized.

"I'm so sorry Theresa. I didn't mean to push you. It's just that, as soon as I get close to you, I seem to lose all control of my thoughts and actions."

"No, Ethan. It's okay. I know how you feel. I want you Ethan, so badly. I have for so long. That night on the beach was so..."

"Amazing?"

"Yes, but it was also like, a rose bush, in the middle of a draught, getting just a small drop of water. After it's gone, it immediately wants more. I have waited so long for us to be together again. I want to make sure it's the right time and the right place."

"Your right, I'm sorry. I'm glad that you feel the same way I do, but waiting until we are alone would make me feel much better. If Little Ethan walked in on us, here, on the couch? I would feel horrible."

"Exactly. I know he's calling you Daddy already, which is wonderful, but I think this whole thing is a little confusing to him. Let's wait, just a little while longer, until we can do this right,alone."