Theresa watched Fox sleep for the longest time.

She couldn't take her eyes off him.

He looked so peaceful in his slumber. She loved the way he looked when he slept. He always had this little adorable smirk on as if he was dreaming something very naughty. It was very cute. She loved the way he wouldn't shave for a few days and let his smooth skin turn to a hint of stubble.

It was sexy.

So sexy.

She loved his chin dimple and the way the sun hit his hair as he slept.

The little devil looks like an angel sleeping. Who would have thunk it? Theresa said to herself as she quietly crept out of his arms and tiptoed to put on her robe, making sure he didn't wake up.

She wanted to surprise him with a huge breakfast.

He will love it.

"Good morning sweetheart." Gwen said as she kissed Ethan long and hard on the cheek and grabbed herself a glass of orange juice in the Crane living room.

"What was that for?" Ethan said surprised as he poured his coffee.

"That my dear, was for being the best husband a wife could ever have." Gwen said as she held onto his muscular arm sipping her juice and feeling very content.

"Well, remind me exactly what I did, so I can do it over and over to keep my beautiful wife this happy in the morning." Ethan said flirtatiously.

"Oh you did do it last night, Ethan." Gwen said as they both giggled.

"Gwen, I'm glad to see Ethan is quite competent in the bedroom. God forbid if he wasn't hung like a horse!" Rebecca said nonchalantly as she went to get a piece of fruit and a cup of tea.

"Mother!" Gwen screamed as Ethan looked disgusted.

"Well, don't yell at me Gwennie. You're the one talking about what you want to keep private in public. These walls have ears you know." Rebecca defended as she sipped her tea and went about her business.

Gwen rolled her eyes as she sat beside her mother.

Ethan grabbed the newspaper and took a seat on the chair as he flipped through. He was reading along casually until he saw an article that deeply disturbed him.

The world's most eligible bachelor, Nicholas Foxworth Crane seems to be settling down. The 6"2 blond hunk has been spotted around town for several months with his former step mother Theresa Lopez- Fitzgerald. The two were seen kissing, holding hands, and according to sources close to the pair, are very serious. Well let's hope poor Fox does better than his father Julian Crane and half brother Ethan Winthrop (formerly Crane) did with the goldigging Theresa who's in a very heated custody battle for five year old son Little Ethan, from old money bags Julian. At least Fox is much more age appropriate. But you gotta hand it to Ms. Lopez- Fitzgerald, she won't stop until she marries a Crane. If Fox doesn't work out, hey there's always patriarch Alistair. Jeff Mills Harmony Sun.

I hope Theresa doesn't see this. Ethan thought to himself folding up the paper in disgust as a sadness creeped upon his face.

"Gwennie, you will not believe the plans I have for Theresa this week." Rebecca said smirking.

"Do tell mother." Gwen's curiosity peeking as she sipped her cup of juice.

"Well, Theresa has a big court date tomorrow. She simply cannot miss this court date because the new judge that is proceeding over the case, Judge McPherson, you know the one that 'can't be bribed'? Well, he's very strict about punctuality and he already has a bad impression of Theresa thanks to me." Rebecca gloated.

"I see what you're thinking mother. If someone were to make Theresa late for the court date or perhaps not even show up-"

"..then Judge McPherson would be very very angry." Rebecca squealed in delight.

"Mother, you are brilliant. But how are we going to make her late?" Gwen questioned.

"You leave that up to me. All it takes is a little phone call." Rebecca said as she reached into her cleavage and took her cell phone out and began to make a call.

"Mother." Gwen whispered, continuing to drink her juice so 0Ethan wouldn't notice what they were doing. "Be careful Ethan doesn't see you."

Gwen wanted to make sure Ethan didn't catch them messing with Theresa's court case or else he would be furious. She needed to prove to Ethan how incompetent Theresa was. Theresa already hated him for not helping her with the custody case and now she needed to add the final nails in the coffin so Ethan would feel no sympathy for this bitch.

Rebecca walked over to the foyer to make her call.

"Yes, I would like you to deliver this message immediately. Thank you." She said as she smirked and popped her cell phone back into her breasts.

"Lights out Terrorcita."

Eve was pacing back and forth.

Please tell me last night was a nightmare.

Last night was no nightmare. Whitney was as high as a kite and almost died because she overdosed on cocaine and LSD.

"This can't be happening." Eve cried as she waited in Whitney's cubicle.

"Oh, but it is happening Eve." Liz said coming into the room.

"What are you doing here? Get out Liz!" Eve whispered trying not to awake Whitney.

The last thing she needed was to hear them going head to head again.

Liz took off her leather gloves and approached Eve.

"No sister dear, this is exactly what you deserve for being a two timing, lying hypocritical slut."0

Eve bent her head down in frustration. She had no time to deal with Liz today.

"Poor Whitney." Liz said as she watched her sleep.

Liz felt bad that Whitney had to be hurt in this process, but revenge on Eve was what mattered the most.

"She really is turning into you isn't she Eve? First the drugs, next the sex-"

"Stop it! Do you hear me Liz? I said stop it!"

"Stop what? The truth Eve? The truth is, your disgusting, embarrassing past has come back to bite you on the ass through Whitney and I could not be happier." Liz said satisfied.

Eve wanted to strangle her sister by the root of her frizzy hair until Whitney spoke up.

"I need to get out of here." Whitney said more coherent.

"Whitney, honey, you're too weak." Eve said rushing to her daughter's bedside.

"Look, I'm fine and I want to get out of here now!" Whitney said somewhat more stable than she was last night. But she was very angry.

"I'll go get the doctor." Liz said as she left.

Whitney tried to get up, but almost fell and Eve caught her.

"Whitney, please stay back in bed you're too-" Eve tried to finish her sentence, but got cut off by a hard slap from Whitney.

Eve placed her hand on her swollen cheek in shock.

"Stay away from me mom or so help me God I will not be responsible for what I do." Whitney said with venom.

Eve tried to put herself together, but she was on the verge of tears until Chad came in.

"Whitney. There you are baby." He said as tried to hug her.

Whitney was still staring at her mother not receptive.

"Chad, get me out of here please." Whitney begged.

"Whatever you want Whit, whatever you want." Chad said as he helped her gather her things.

"Whitney!" Eve screamed. "You can't leave. You were just admitted for an overdose. Don't you know how serious that is?"

"Whit, your moms is right. What happened last night? I was so scared. We thought we almost lost you. All I remember is finding you in the Blue Note club back room stoned out of your mind in convulsions. Do you know how you got there?"

Whitney knew exactly how she got there, but she wasn't about to tell Chad or her mother. She did those drugs, but they made her feel so good. They took all the pain away and none of them would understand what that felt like, so she decided to keep silent.

"I-I don't remember. I think someone could have slipped me something." Whitney said as she was packing her bags.

"I swear, I'm going to find that son of a bitch who did this to you Whit." Chad said as he grabbed her hands and brushed his fingers across her milk chocolate cheek.

"I promise." In those instances, Whitney felt so close to Chad again. It was as if Latoya and Los Angeles never happened. The way they were before.

No.

He lied to me. Just another person who lies. Whitney said, her heart hardening as her face did and Chad noticed.

"Well Ms. Russell, I advise you not to leave the hospital." Dr. Wilmer said.

"Doctor, please I'm fine and whether you advise or not, I'm leaving." Whitney said.

Eve couldn't take this. Her life was falling apart before her eyes and she felt the worst with Whitney hasn't even started, it's only begun.

Fox woke up expecting to find Theresa's smooth warm body rubbed up against his chest, but he was disappointed to find out she wasn't there.

After the incredible dream he had about her, he needed her.

He got up from bed and stretched as his bulging muscles flexed. He could smell the aroma of blueberry pancakes with syrup, toast, and fresh coffee.

He walked into the kitchen with no shirt on and his boxers to see Theresa hovered over a hot stove flipping over pancakes with her hair up in a high pony tail.

She looks so sexy.

Fox was ready to approach her until she started to sing. He stood back by the door, smiled and watched.

"I'm coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
I'm coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show

There's a new me coming out
And I just had to live
And I wanna give
I'm completely positive
I think this time around
I am gonna do it
Like you never do it
Like you never knew it
Ooh, I'll make it through

The time has come for me
To break out of the shell
I have to shout
That I'm coming out."

Fox started to laugh as Theresa swayed her whole body to the music and used the spatula as a microphone.

"I'm coming out
I want the world to know
Got to let it show
I'm coming out
I want the world to know
I got to let it show."

"Oh, you're letting it show all right." Fox said as he leaned against the door with his arms folded smiling.

Theresa quickly turned around, stunned that he heard her.

"Fox! Oh my God, how long have you been standing there for?" Theresa said tightening the strap to her robe and straightening herself up.

"Long enough to enjoy everything you had to offer in that little striptease." Fox said flirting as he wrapped his arms around her tiny waist.

"Don't you just love Diana Ross?" Theresa said blushing.

"I love you." Fox said as he kissed her on the lips.

"I love you too."

Maybe Theresa should have felt embarrassed that he caught her singing and dancing, but she didn't. Fox could never make her feel uncomfortable or shy. He always made her feel so wanted.

"You have a beautiful voice." Fox said as he kept placing sweet kisses on her tender lips over and over again, until they got caught up in one big passionate kiss.

Theresa dropped her spatula and wrapped her arms around his neck as the two couldn't contain their passion. The sound of the spatula hitting the floor broke their kiss. Theresa went to retrieve it.

"We have got to stop getting carried away like this. Look, I almost burned your surprise breakfast." Theresa said rushing to scrape the almost burnt blueberry pancake off the pan.

She was upset and frustrated.

"Mmmm, what if I don't want to stop?" Fox said wrapping his arms around her tummy and breathing in her neck and smelling her hair.

He was driving her crazy.

Every morning it never failed.

She would try to wake up extra early to cook him a fabulous breakfast and he would come into the kitchen and they would get sidetracked in making something else and their whole breakfast would get ruined.

Theresa loved it though.

Fox was so spontaneous as was she and it drove her wild how he couldn't contain his love for her, even in the most inappropriate places.

"That tickles baby." Theresa said as she giggled and turned around in Fox's arms. "What are you doing this morning?"

"Well, I start my first day as Executive Vice President of Marketing Research at Crane Industries today." Fox said less enthusiastically.

"You don't want to work there do you?"

"Alongside my half brother? I don't think so. But, I have to get a job. I can't just surf on my good looks all my life now can I?"

"I think you can." Theresa said as she placed a sweet kiss on his nose.

"Thank you. What about you? What's on the agenda for you Tiger?" Fox said popping a blueberry in his mouth.

"Well, I have to work at the book cafe all day, then meet with Woody to work on strategy for my early court date for tomorrow. This is it Fox. Tomorrow I could get my son back for good." Theresa said filled with so much hope.

"You will get him back Theresa. No matter what we have to do." Fox said seriously.

"Fox, I'm just so nervous. I want to make a good impression on this new judge and I want to prove what a great mother I am and how Little Ethan needs me and I'm the one who loves him the most and-"

"Theresa, Theresa." Fox said trying to slow her down. "Trust me baby, the moment that judge meets you, he is going to see what an amazing mother you are to your son. No judge in his right mind would keep a mother away from her child."

"You're right. I'm just so anxious. Things are finally starting to fall into place." Theresa said with a sigh of relief.

"Yes they are." Fox whispered seriously as he was this close to placing a juicy kiss on her lips until the sizzle of the pan awoke them.

Theresa quickly spun around upset that her breakfast was ruined once again.

"Oh damnit. I made you this amazing breakfast and now it's burned! How many times has this happened since we've been together Fox?" Theresa said pretending to frown.

Fox looked over her shoulder, thought for a moment, then grabbed a fork out of the drawer and put the burned blueberry pancakes on the table.

"I like burned pancakes." Fox said sitting down at the table pouring syrup over his plate as he began woofing them down.

They had to taste horrible, but he was making her laugh and she knew that's why he did it.

Theresa laughed as she watched him eat.

"You are amazing you know that?" Theresa said as she grabbed a chair and sat down.

"Don't I know it." Fox said with a mouthful of pancakes.

Theresa smiled as she began to sift through the paper and came across an article.

The world's most eligible bachelor, Nicholas Foxworth Crane seems to be settling down. The 6"2 blond hunk has been spotted around town for several months with his former step mother Theresa Lopez- Fitzgerald. The two were seen kissing, holding hands, and according to sources close to the pair, are very serious. Well let's hope poor Fox does better than his father Julian Crane and half brother Ethan Winthrop (formerly Crane) did with the goldigging Theresa who's in a very heated custody battle for five year old son Little Ethan, from old money bags Julian. At least Fox is much more age appropriate. But you gotta hand it to Ms. Lopez- Fitzgerald, she won't stop until she marries a Crane. If Fox doesn't work out, hey there's always patriarch Alistair. Jeff Mills Harmony Sun.0

She frowned.

The article didn't bother her, but Fox had been through so much in his life. She remembered him opening up to her about his horrible childhood and how the kids at boarding school used to take articles like this and blow them up and paste them around the school to embarrass him. She felt so horrible that she was making him look bad.

Fox noticed her frown.

"Theresa? What's wrong? What did you just read?"

"Fox, look, it's nothing. Don't read it." Theresa said trying to hide the paper.

Fox stood up, grabbed the paper from her hands and read it.

Theresa watched his facial expression and it broke her heart. She stood up and hugged him from behind.

"I didn't want you to see it Fox."Theresa said laying her head down on his shoulders.

0"Theresa..." Fox said turning around grabbing her hands. "...You mean to tell me you were actually worried about my feelings and how I would take this article?"

"Yes. I know how hurtful these reporters can be and I feel like such an embarrassment to you and-" Fox cut her off by passionately kissing her.

"What was that for?" Theresa said bewildered.

Fox stroked her cheeks. "For this asshole to write what he did, doesn't affect me Theresa, I'm used to it. But the way he spoke about you and the fact that you thought about me and my feelings before your own? Nobody has ever loved me like that before." Fox said seriously.

She melted into his arms.

"I just love you so much and I never want anyone to hurt you ever. I don't care what they say about me." Theresa said squeezing him tightly, never wanting to let go.

"I love you too Tiger. So much." Fox said rubbing her back.

Knock knock knock.

"Grrrrrr." Theresa said grunting. "I guess I have to get it. You mister, finish those pancakes."

"Yes ma'am." Fox said attacking the plate of food.

Theresa went into the living room and answered the door.

"A delivery for a Ms. Lopez- Fitzgerald?" The man said.

"Yes, that's me. Where do I sign?" Theresa said as the man handed her the envelope and left.

Theresa shut the door and opened the papers. Her brows furrowed in confusion.

"Tomorrow's court date is changed from 9 am to 1 pm?"

0Theresa was so sure Judge McPherson would never change a court date once he sets it, but these documents are from his secretary.

"Well, I'll be ready for him at 1pm then." Theresa said with a smile placing the documents in the drawer.

She entered the kitchen to find Fox having woofed down most of the breakfast she cooked.

"Want some more?" Theresa said stunned he ate so fast.

"That all depends on what you're offering more of Tiger." Fox said as he sipped his coffee.

"Well, you can find out later on tonight." Theresa said with a giggle.

"I plan to. So who was at the door?"

"Oh, it was just a delivery from judge McPherson's office, changing the time of my court date tomorrow from 9 am to 1 pm."

"Changing it? I've never known judge McPherson to change a date so last minute. Word on the street is, he is very strict about punctuality."

"I know. I found that strange too, but the documents are directly from his office. I'll check with Woody just to be sure."

"Good, because I don't trust Rebecca or Gwen. I would not put it past them to try and botch this up for you Theresa."

"I wouldn't either, but I can handle those two horses."

Fox laughed. "Okay Tiger." He said as he got up, " I have to get back to the Crane Mansion and get ready for work. The breakfast was--"

"Horrible." Theresa finished.

"True, it was, but horrible in a good way." Fox laughed as Theresa held his waist and bounced her head to his chest.

"I'm just going to take a quick shower and be off." Fox said as he kissed her on the lips and left the kitchen.

Theresa watched him leave as the most michevious smile formed across her face.

Fox let the hot water run all along his back as he rubbed his chest with soap. He shut his eyes, letting the wave of warmth rush over him. Suddenly he felt two feminine hands snake around his pecs and kiss his shoulders.

He laughed.

"Mmmm, Tiger, you read my mind." Fox said as he grabbed her arms, turned her body into him and kissed her soundly as the water rushed over their mouths sparring with their tongues.

Fox left her mouth and started kissing down her neck and massaged her breasts as Theresa's fingers made their way through his wet hair.

"We're going to be late for work." Theresa giggled as Fox feasted on her...

Theresa cleared all the tables at the book cafe.

This job wasn't exactly the most fun, but at least it was a job and she made money, no matter how little it was.

Every little bit counts. Theresa said to herself as she wiped each table away.

The phone rang and Theresa quickly answered it.

"Harmony Book cafe, Theresa speaking, how may I help you?"

"Theresa, it's Chad. Whitney needs you." Chad said frantically.

"Chad, calm down. What's wrong? What happened?" Theresa said growing worried that something terrible happened to her oldest, best friend in the whole world.

"Last night Whitney was in the hospital because she overdosed on cocaine and LSD."

"What? Chad tell me you're kidding. Whitney would never do drugs, she's not like that!"

"No, I'm serious as a heart attack Theresa. And I know, we think someone drugged her. Whitney's at home now, but I dunno something is wrong with her. Nobody can get through to her. Not her moms, not me and Coach Russell doesn't even know about last night."

"Chad, I'll be right over." Theresa locked the phone.

"Rob?" Theresa said slipping off her apron.

"Yeah Theresa?"

"Can you cover for me for a few hours please? It's an emergency."

"Yeah sure, no prob."

"Thanks." Theresa grabbed her jacket and purse and went in search of Whitney.

"You're late." Ethan said as Fox entered the boardroom.

Fox looked at his watch.

"Oh give me a break Ethan. I'm ten minutes late. That's hardly a crime." Fox said as he put his briefcase down and went to pour himself some coffee.

"Not by your standards it's not." Ethan said sarcastically.

"Look Ethan, I don't have time for your 'brotherly love' this morning okay?" Fox said as he woofed down a muffin.

"Relax Fox, the muffins aren't leaving the table. What, did you forget to eat or something?"

"I ate this morning..." Fox said remembering his tryst in the shower with Theresa and smiling to himself, "... But I'm still starving. I had a long long night. And a long long morning. " Fox said as he smirked when he noticed the veins on Ethan's head about to pop off.

Did he sleep with Theresa already? Is that what he means? So help me God, I'll break his arms off.

0"Yeah, I noticed you didn't come home last night. Where were you?" Ethan questioned.

"What, are you my guard dog? I don't answer to you Ethan. Why don't you take your Pope John Paul III act over to your junk yard dog of a wife and mother in law. I hear they need it."

"Don't speak about my wife that way." Ethan defended.

"Or what? You're going to deny me my chewable flinstone vitamins Ethan? I guess I better behave then right?" Fox said with sarcasm.

"Knock it off Fox. I have no idea why Alistair and Julian even allowed you in here. You have absolutely no experience in the field of anything let alone marketing.You're just going to make a mess of things here and I once again, will have to clean up after you."

Fox was hurt.

Ethan was such an arrogant jackass. He always thought he was better at everything and what Ethan wanted Ethan got and to hell with everyone else.

"Well half bro dear, in case you haven't noticed, I am a Crane here, not you. Something you seem to be forgetting." Fox said as he got all up in Ethan's face.

"I'm not going to do this with you. Especially not today. Let's just try to tolerate each other all right?" Ethan said defeated.

Ethan sat down as he opened his briefcase, but a few file folders fell on the ground. He began to pick them up when Fox noticed a photo on the ground. He picked it up and stared.

Ethan looked like the cat who ate the canary.

"Ethan, just what in the hell are you doing with a picture of Theresa?"