Chapter 2

Teresa smiled up at Fox. He stood in front of her with only a pair of swim trunks on. He handed her a bathing suit. "Come on, it's a beautiful night. Let's not waste the few days of summer that we have left couped up in this god-forsaken apartment."

Teresa looked down at the tiny bikini and frowned, "You expect me to wear this?"

Fox grinned, "But of course."

She shook her head, "I don't think so. I'll pick my own bathing suit. I'll be out in a minute." She shut the door in his face and rolled her eyes. He was such a little pervert, but she couldn't help but love him. Love him? God, where had that come from? The stress of everything must be getting to her she thought as she slipped into a bathing suit.

She opened the door to find that Fox was still standing there waiting on her. He looked down and smiled, "Nice."

"Yeah, a lot more modest than the one you had picked for me."

"Hey, I tried." He shrugged.

"Yeah, and you got shot down, didn't you?"

"It got you out of your room, didn't it?"

"You have a point there." She wrapped her arms around her as she stepped outside, it was a little cooler than she had expected. Fall was just around the corner. "Maybe I should get a jacket."

"Nonsence, I'll keep you warm."

"Like I said, maybe I should get a jacket." She ran back in her room and pulled out a lightweight jacket.

"Better?" Fox asked.

"Much. So why the sudden impulse to go for a walk on the beach?"

"Thought we both might need it. You've been very stressed lately."

"And you are getting impatient waiting on this mystery woman?"

Fox shot her a glance out of the corner of his eye, "Yeah. I guess you're right."

"What's new?" She grinned.

"There! That's what I wanted to see." Fox said happily.

She stopped and turned to face him, "What? What did you want to see?" She was still grinning.

"That. You're smile. It's radiant. I love this Teresa."

Oh, no, Teresa thought. There was that word again. Love. "This Teresa's been hid away for a long time, Fox."

"I know, I wish she would come out and play more often." He winked at her.

"Is that right?"

He tucked a stray hair behind her ear, "Yeah, this Teresa is nice. Just the way I like her."

"Thank you, Fox." Teresa whispered.

"For what?"

"For always seeing the best in me. You've never judged me or frowned upon me. You just took me for who I was. You never let anyone's opinions or remarks about me sway your relationship with me. You're a true friend, Fox. My best friend."

He took her hand in his, "And you're my best friend, Teresa. Nothing will ever come between that."

They walked down the beach hand in hand just content being in each other's company. Teresa secretly wishing that Fox was right. She hoped nothing would ever come between what they had.