Chapter 3: Old Longings and New Attractions

Fox Crane woke up with a smile on his face as he heard the sweet, pure sound of the love of his life's voice singing some song on the radio. He propped himself up on his elbows in bed and looked out to the kitchen through the small crack in the slightly open door to see Whitney busying herself with cooking breakfast (or was it lunch? He wasn't sure how late he'd slept) while bopping her head along to the beat. As always, she looked perfect even when she wasn't trying to.

Fox rolled over on his side to see his roommate and best friend Chad Harris still sleeping, with a slight trace of drool hanging from his lower lip. Fox snorted and grinned, but instantly his smile faded when he remembered that it was Chad who had the girl of his dreams, not him. And he was reminded of it every single day.

When Chad had first told him about renting the condo this summer with Theresa and Whitney, Fox had thought it was a great idea. After all, he'd get to see Whitney every day in probably not much more than a hot little bikini and he would still get to hang out with his other two best friends. Unfortunately for him, when they all arrived at the condo they realized they had booked the wrong one. The one they got only had three bedrooms. Being the gracious men that they were, Fox and Chad decided to room together to allow the two girls to have their own spaces. After all, they knew how much room both Theresa and Whitney needed for all of their clothes, shoes, and accessories. What Fox hadn't realized was that Whitney and Chad would be making out in his room almost every night. Couldn't they just go into Whitney's room and leave him be? But no, that would be too easy. Instead, they had to rub it in his face and grope each other right in front of him.

Of course, it's not like either of them knew that seeing them together caused him so much pain. Fox hadn't told anyone the truth about who he was in love with. He had simply told his friends that he was in love with a "mystery" woman whom he could never have. Sure, they sometimes bugged him about it, but Fox was relentless in insisting that they didn't know her so there was no point in telling them. If only they knew how far from the truth that was.

The greasy yet heavenly smell of eggs, bacon, sausage, and pancakes floated into their room coming from the kitchen. On the bed next to him, Chad stirred and awoke. He slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes, and turned to see Fox staring at him.

"Hey man," Chad said sleepily, stifling a yawn that was trying to escape.

"Morning," Fox nodded towards him.

Chad stood up stretching, slipped into his deck shoes that lay by the side of his bed, and padded softly out into the kitchen. Fox watched with his heart aching as Chad went up behind Whitney, wrapped his arms around her and held her close. Whitney giggled and turned around to face him and kiss him passionately. Fox groaned and turned away. He couldn't bear it anymore, and it was really getting to be too much every day and every night.

God, could they ever let up for just like one minute? He thought to himself, annoyed. But then again, if Whitney was his girlfriend, he would never take his hands off of her either. He knew he had to get over her, but every time he tried to hook up with another woman (and believe me, there were plenty of gorgeous women in L.A. who would gladly take off their clothes for him in a heartbeat) he just couldn't stop thinking about Whitney.

Fox shook his head sadly and stood up, taking off his dirty tee shirt and throwing it on the floor. He was about to go hop in the bathroom for a quick shower when Theresa entered the kitchen. Fox stopped mid-step and just stared at her. She looked like a goddess. Her dark brown hair was still wet from her shower, making it appear even darker, almost black. She was wearing only a very skimpy white bikini on top that contrasted quite nicely with her darkly tanned, Puerto Rican skin tone. On the bottom, she was wearing a sheer white sarong tied loose and low around her hips. Fox couldn't get over it- she looked like an angel. And damn was she HOT! Chad noticed him staring from the other room and grinned.

"Earth to Fox... Hello? What are you doing, man?" Fox snapped back to life and shook his head.

"Oh, sorry. Nothing. I was just um, just about to head into the uh..." Fox pointed towards the bathroom. What the hell is wrong with me? I sound like a blubbering idiot. I NEVER get this way around girls... Fox thought to himself.

"The shower?" Whitney rolled her eyes and laughed. "Wow Fox, you should seriously consider getting more sleep." She said with a smile as she turned back to the stove and continued to cook their breakfast. Fox nodded, not trusting himself to speak in this state. He noticed that Theresa was staring at his chest- looking right at his rock hard abs. Fox met her gaze and she blushed profusely, dropping her eyes.

"Right, well I'm just going to... yeah..." Fox turned, shut the door behind him, and sank onto the bed. He dropped his head into his hands and tried to calm his breathing which had suddenly picked up rapid pace. Damnit! I probably looked like an idiot in front of Theresa! Wait a minute, why do I care what Theresa thinks about me? Fox slowly raised himself off of the bed and stepped into the shower in their room's adjoining bathroom, completely baffled by this strange, new turn of events. Could he possibly have feelings for two women at the same time? And since when was he attracted to Theresa? They were just friends- weren't they?

So, what do you think? Did you like it? I already have ideas in mind of what the next several chapters are going to be about and those are currently in the works, so if you enjoyed it so far I will, of course, continue to write and upload them. So if you want to see more of this story please review ASAP! Thanks!!! -Paige