In Denial Ch. 5
Later that evening
"So what are you going to do with our newfound freedom?" asked Fox.
"I don't know yet. I can't believe we finally get the rest of the evening off. I don't think I can survive working until four in the morning one more day. I was beginning to worried that the director forgot what it meant to have a life."
Fox laughed at Theresa's response. "So, you do have a sense of humor!"
"Whoever said I didn't? I guess you don't know me as well as you think you do," explained Theresa with total honestly.
"In that case, we should get to know each other much better then," said Fox as he approached Theresa.
"What do you have in mind?" asked Theresa, raising an eyebrow with a questioning look on her face.
"Why don't we go out?"
"Go out?" Fox looked into Theresa's mocha eyes.
"Yeah...you know, do something besides playing scrabble or doing the crossword puzzles."
"Should I be offended that you don't like doing those activities with me?" said Theresa with a pout, feigning hurt.
"Don't be silly. I enjoy hanging out with you so much that I'm asking you to hang out."
"In that case, it will be my honor. What are we going to do?"
"It's going to be a surprise. I got to run some errands and I'll be back in an hour. Just make sure you're ready by then."
"Okay," replied Theresa. She was going to go on a date with Fox. "I'll see you later then."
"Bye." Fox left the trailer.
She then questioned her own feelings about saying yes to him. I'm just trying to be civil towards him like Paul said, that's all. Besides, we're just trailer buddies/friends. Okay, now what in the world am I going to wear thought Theresa? She couldn't believe that she said yes to Fox.
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Theresa was speechless when Fox first walked into the trailer to pick her up. The first thing she noticed was how handsome he looked in a brown sweater and khaki pants; casual but very stylist. His hair was jelled in a messy, but manly hairstyle. Trying to redirect her attention to him, she managed the words, "So where are we going?"
"No hi, how are you?" questioned Fox, a playful smile tugging on his face. "I guess not," said Fox as he noticed that Theresa was waiting for a response to her question. He couldn't help but give Theresa the once over; her beauty never ceased to amaze him. She looked more beautiful each time he saw her, which was hard to believe. She was wearing an off the shoulder pink shirt, a knee length black skirt and black heels with pink trimmings. A simple silver heart necklace and a pair of matching earrings completed the outfit. "You---you look simply stunning."
"Thanks. So you didn't answer my question?"
"Oh, it's a surprise, remember. Or does that pretty brain of yours have a hard time remembering things?" joked Fox.
Theresa brushed back her hair that was curled into loose flowing waves. "Actually Fox, if I remembered correctly, wasn't it you who kept blowing your lines today?"
"Could you blame a guy who was graced by the lovely presence of Ms. Lopez- fitzgerald?"
"True," grinned Theresa. "Oh so true."
"And people say I'm cocky!"
"I learned from the best Fox, after all, I learned from you."
"Ha ha, very funny."
"Well are we going to keep this up all night, or are we going somewhere?"
"What are we waiting for? Let's go." Fox held an arm out for Theresa to hook her arms around, which she did.
Later that evening
"So what are you going to do with our newfound freedom?" asked Fox.
"I don't know yet. I can't believe we finally get the rest of the evening off. I don't think I can survive working until four in the morning one more day. I was beginning to worried that the director forgot what it meant to have a life."
Fox laughed at Theresa's response. "So, you do have a sense of humor!"
"Whoever said I didn't? I guess you don't know me as well as you think you do," explained Theresa with total honestly.
"In that case, we should get to know each other much better then," said Fox as he approached Theresa.
"What do you have in mind?" asked Theresa, raising an eyebrow with a questioning look on her face.
"Why don't we go out?"
"Go out?" Fox looked into Theresa's mocha eyes.
"Yeah...you know, do something besides playing scrabble or doing the crossword puzzles."
"Should I be offended that you don't like doing those activities with me?" said Theresa with a pout, feigning hurt.
"Don't be silly. I enjoy hanging out with you so much that I'm asking you to hang out."
"In that case, it will be my honor. What are we going to do?"
"It's going to be a surprise. I got to run some errands and I'll be back in an hour. Just make sure you're ready by then."
"Okay," replied Theresa. She was going to go on a date with Fox. "I'll see you later then."
"Bye." Fox left the trailer.
She then questioned her own feelings about saying yes to him. I'm just trying to be civil towards him like Paul said, that's all. Besides, we're just trailer buddies/friends. Okay, now what in the world am I going to wear thought Theresa? She couldn't believe that she said yes to Fox.
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Theresa was speechless when Fox first walked into the trailer to pick her up. The first thing she noticed was how handsome he looked in a brown sweater and khaki pants; casual but very stylist. His hair was jelled in a messy, but manly hairstyle. Trying to redirect her attention to him, she managed the words, "So where are we going?"
"No hi, how are you?" questioned Fox, a playful smile tugging on his face. "I guess not," said Fox as he noticed that Theresa was waiting for a response to her question. He couldn't help but give Theresa the once over; her beauty never ceased to amaze him. She looked more beautiful each time he saw her, which was hard to believe. She was wearing an off the shoulder pink shirt, a knee length black skirt and black heels with pink trimmings. A simple silver heart necklace and a pair of matching earrings completed the outfit. "You---you look simply stunning."
"Thanks. So you didn't answer my question?"
"Oh, it's a surprise, remember. Or does that pretty brain of yours have a hard time remembering things?" joked Fox.
Theresa brushed back her hair that was curled into loose flowing waves. "Actually Fox, if I remembered correctly, wasn't it you who kept blowing your lines today?"
"Could you blame a guy who was graced by the lovely presence of Ms. Lopez- fitzgerald?"
"True," grinned Theresa. "Oh so true."
"And people say I'm cocky!"
"I learned from the best Fox, after all, I learned from you."
"Ha ha, very funny."
"Well are we going to keep this up all night, or are we going somewhere?"
"What are we waiting for? Let's go." Fox held an arm out for Theresa to hook her arms around, which she did.