Ch.27

Teresa stared out the window of the tiny car she was riding in. Dylan was driving. Fox was asleep in the passenger seat. Little Ethan was asleep on her lap.

Dylan saw her in the rearview mirror.

"Can't sleep?"

She looked up at him startled.

"Oh no…I'm got a lot on my mind."

"I'm sure you do," he said sympathetically. "Well don't worry…we'll be there in about another hour or so…then you can relax."

She sighed.

"It will be nice to not have anything to worry about."

He smiled.

"NO worries in beautiful Mexico." He laughed. "Except for all the men you'll have to fight off once they see you."

She laughed.

"Oh yea, because I look so good right now."

"Actually you do," he said catching her eyes in the mirror.

She stared back.

"Oh…thanks," she answered nervously, looking away.

He watched her nervously grasp her fingers.

"Teresa, for the record, I would love to make a move on you…"

"Excuse me?"

"When I first saw you get off the plane, and walk out with Fox, my heart skipped a beat."

"Dylan, stop…"

"No let me finish." He sighed. "I've been doing a lot of thinking on this drive…and while I would love to make a move on you, I can't do it to my good friend Fox here."

Dylan looked over at him, drooling against the window.

"Teresa, you're a lovely woman…and I'm sure the more I get to know you, the harder it's going to be…but I promise I'll keep my hands off."

She stared at him, not sure of how to respond.

"Dylan…I don't even know what to say," she said finally.

"Don't say anything," he said back. "Just know that I'm sorry for my thoughts earlier and that I promise I'll be on good behavior."

She smiled.

"Well…thanks…I guess…"

He laughed.

"I think I'm going to try and sleep now," she said. "Goodnight Dylan."

"Night Teresa."

He watched her snuggle up with her son. Within in a few minutes, he could see her chest rise and fall slowly, hinting a deep sleep.

"Man oh man," he said to himself. "I can't believe I'm actually going to resist that woman…I must be going soft."

Fox stirred in his chair, his eyes fluttering open.

"Hey buddy," Dylan said cheerfully. "Sleep well?"

"I was," he said rubbing his eyes. "Until I heard you talking to Teresa…"

Dylan stared him.

"I meant what I said Fox…I'm not going to make a move on your girl."

"I know you wont," he said looking back at her and little Ethan sleeping. "I would hate to add murder to my list of recent crimes."

Dylan laughed.

"All right, so!" he said changing the subject. "We'll be there soon…you get to meet some of my close friends."

"And you're sure they don't care about us crashing there?"

"Oh no…when I told them the situation, they practically insisted."

Fox smiled.

"Sounds like good people. So tell me about them. what are their names? What do they do?"

Well," Dylan began. "Jason is an old pal of mine. It's his house we're staying at. He basically lives off Daddy's money and trust funds…parties all night, sleeps all day. He's a cool kid though. And then his girlfriend lives with him. She's younger I think. She's only 18. 19 maybe. I've never met her, but she seems pretty nice."

"Oh yea?" Fox said. "What's her name?"

"I'm not sure," Dylan said puzzled.

"But I guess we'll soon find out."