Dylan sped his expensive sportscar through the streets of the busy downtown traffic. Teresa held onto the doorhandle tightly, "Maybe you should slow down."

"Do you want to get to Fox or not?" Dylan asked never breaking his eyes from the road.

"Yes, but I want to get there in one piece."

Dylan slowed down a little, "I guess you're right."

Teresa loosened her grip on the doorhandle and massaged her hand, "Why are you doing this for Fox?"

"He's my best friend. I've known him practically my entire life."

"He talked a lot about you in his letters. You two seem to have a lot in common."

"Yeah, neither one of our families wanted anything to do with us. We decided a long time ago we'd look out for each other. I'm not doing anything Fox wouldn't do for me."

"I take it your mother and father don't have much to do with you?" Teresa asked.

"No, Audrey was always the apple of their eyes. I was never devious or ruthless enough for them."

"Sounds familiar."

"Ethan?"

"Yeah, he always was the one that the Crane's held high, that was until they found out he wasn't a Crane. They dropped him quicker than you could blink when they found out he was fathered by a Bennett."

"Yeah, well, his mother still thinks he hung the moon and Julian will never give Fox credit for the man he has become. You know sometimes I think that Fox and I were the lucky ones. We were shipped out and had to learn to survive on our own. Yeah, we always got the perks. Money, designer clothes and all that, but I sometimes wonder how we would have turned out if we had been raised under the same roof as Ethan and Audrey."

Teresa shivered, "I don't want to think about it. Ethan was the only one raised under the roof of the Crane mansion and look how he turned out. He's bitter and he's angry. Fox is nothing like any of them. He's loving and caring."

"And his sisters are exactly the same." Dylan added.

"Really? I don't really remember a lot about them. Fox had told me all about them, but..."

"They were shipped off, too. You'll love them. They're exactly like Fox. They'd give you the shirt off their backs if they thought you needed it."

Teresa smiled and placed her hand on Dylan's. "Thank you for this, Dylan. It means a lot to me and I know Fox would appreciate it. He's lucky to have such a good friend."

Dylan winked at her, "And he's lucky to have such a beautiful woman like you. How did you two meet again?"

"We met when we were just kids at a local park one summer." Teresa smiled as she began to reminisce. "I noticed this cute little blonde headed boy running around terrorizing everybody. I was busy building a sand castle and daydreaming about riding off into the sunset with..."

"Let me guess. Ethan?"

Teresa sighed. "How did you ever guess?"

"Lucky, I guess." Dylan grinned.

"Anyways, I guess Fox had decided he had terrorized Ethan and his sisters enough, so he decided to come over and talk to me."

"And you've been friends ever since?" He asked.

"Not exactly. Fox hated the idea that I had a crush on his older brother."

"Now why does that surprise me?" He laughed.

"You know, Dylan, you're just like Fox. You two just don't know when to stop, do you?" She smirked.

"Oh, come off of it, I'm just yanking your chain. Don't take everything I say so seriously."

"I don't." She grinned.

"So to finish my story." She continued. "My mother continued to take us to the park that summer, and Ivy would usually drop off her children at the park while she pampered herself at the salon. Fox and I just became friends, it's as simple as that."

"Why didn't you ever consider having a relationship with Fox until now?" Dylan asked.

"I don't know? I guess just the simple fact that he was my friend and I didn't want to mess with that. Things were perfect like they were, no use in trying to mess with it."

"So you set your sights on Ethan?"

She rested her head against the headrest. "Yeah, unfortunately, I fell for Ethan. Actually, I wanted Ethan from the very first time I laid my eyes on him. He was older, mature."

"And he was heir to the Crane fortune."

Teresa's head shot up and she glared at Dylan. "It has never been about the money!"

"I didn't mean it how it sounded, Teresa. What I meant was that Ethan was always portrayed as a high-upstanding citizen. He looked good on the outside, but when you truly got to know him, he was your typical Crane."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. You know, it's funny when I think about it now."

"What do you mean?" Teresa asked curiously.

"It's just that, Ethan was always portrayed as the one that was so honest and upstanding. Fox was always considered the black sheep. Low down and dirty. It's just that their the exact opposite of what people think they are."

Teresa considered what Dylan had just said. "You know, I never thought about it like that, Dylan. I guess you're right."

He pulled the car into the airport parking lot and quickly found them a parking space, "Come on, we've got to find you a groom."

"A groom? Dylan, I think you're jumping ahead a little."

"You love him don't you?"

"With all my heart." Tears came to Teresa's eyes.

"And he loves you, that's all that you two need. The rest will eventually fall into place."