CH 13- A Familiar Face
Theresa ran a hand through Fox's hair as she continued to passionately kiss him. He gently laid her down on the couch, and moaned softly hoping that their lips would never part. She giggled as he slowly moved his lips down her neck.
"Mmmm Fox, you're such a great kisser." She smiled as she massaged the back of his neck.
"Thank you darling," he said it between kisses. "But you're the one that motivates me."
"Oh really?" She grinned, bringing his face close to hers. "You're so sweet."
He looked into her eyes and kissed her lips once more, before sitting up.
"I'm so glad you decided to drop by Fox." She smiled, climbing onto his lap. "Spending time with you is like heaven."
"Well I almost didn't come. I tried calling you earlier and your mom said you went out."
"Oh yeah, me and the girls decided to go shopping this afternoon." She grinned, remembering how much fun they had. "We spent the entire time laughing and talking. It was great!"
"What did you talk about?" He suspiciously asked, noticing the twinkle in her eye.
"Oh nothing much," she innocently smiled. "Just about the boys that we love so much."
"Well that's always a good topic." He winked at her.
"Yup, a very good topic!" She giggled, kissing his lips. "So what did you do while I was gone?"
"Well, first I went for my usual morning jog and then when I came home, I had a nice little talk with Ethan."
"What?" She frowned at him. "You guys didn't fight did you?"
"Well not too much. I just let him know that I didn't approve of the way that he treated you last night. He was cruel and selfish and I told him that I wasn't going to let him hurt you anymore."
"Honey, I appreciate you standing up for me. But I don't want you and Ethan to fight anymore. You guys are brothers and you shouldn't let some girl come between you two." She seriously looked at him.
"Alright first of all, we're half-brothers and second of all you're not just some girl. You are Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald; the girl that I am hopelessly in love with. I'm not just going to sit around while others hurt you. You don't deserve it and I won't let it happen."
She was about to say something but he kissed her lips to stop her.
"I guess there's nothing I can say to change your mind huh?"
"Nope," he shook his head, lightly brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Besides, I don't think you have to worry about Ethan and I fighting any time soon. From what I witnessed, he can barely stand up much less throw a punch."
"What do you mean? Is something wrong with him?" She worriedly asked.
"Well that's the thing. He's not really telling me much."
Fox let out a sigh and told Theresa about the several times he had found Ethan in the midst of his dreadful coughing catastrophes.
"Oh my god," She sadly looked off into the distance.
"Yeah, and this time he coughed up blood." Fox looked into her concerned eyes.
"Blood!" She looked at him terrified. "Oh my god! Why didn't you take him to the hospital?"
"I tried, but he insisted that he was ok. In fact, he pleaded with me not to worry." Fox shook his head, as he remembered Ethan's words.
"I don't understand. If he's sick, why would he keep it a secret?" She stared at him confused.
"That's the thing Theresa, I don't think he even realizes how sick he is. But I don't have a good feeling about it. I'm really worried about him."
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. When he opened them back up, Theresa was admiringly looking at him, smiling.
"What?" He asked her, a tiny smile forming at the corners of his mouth.
"You are so amazing," she looked into his eyes. "Wasn't it just two minutes ago, you were furious with Ethan for the way that he treated me? Now, here you are deeply concerned about him."
"Well Theresa, I'm not cold-hearted. Like you said, he's my 'brother'. I can't just ignore the fact that he may be sick."
"I know," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I just find it really sexy."
He pulled her closer to him and smiled.
"Well why don't you show me how sexy you find me?" He winked at her.
Without further instructions, she leaned in and softly brushed her lips against his. As he rubbed the small of her back, she deepened the kiss even more, softly biting his bottom lip.
"Mmm," he moaned feeling a little pain. "Getting freaky are we?"
She laughed as he flipped her onto her back, laying her once more on the couch. He was about to take it a step further when they heard the doorbell ring.
"Argggh!" He groaned. "Maybe they'll go away."
He continued to passionately kiss her, but the doorbell rang once more.
"I think I should go get that." Theresa mumbled.
She reluctantly slipped from underneath him and ran to the door. When she opened it, she almost screamed with shock.
"Paloma!" She shrieked, staring at the pretty young girl on her front porch. "Is it really you?"
"Theresa!" The girl happily squealed, pulling her big sister in for a hug. "It's been so long!"
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe you're here!" Theresa closed the door behind her and held her sister at arms length.
She took a moment to look at her. It had been over seventeen years since the last time they had seen each other. Her mother had sent Paloma to live with her aunt and uncle in Mexico when she was only a year old. At that time, her father disappeared and Pilar didn't have enough money to keep her with the rest of the family. For so long, Theresa had wished that she would come home and now she finally had.
"Paloma, you have grown so much! My baby sister is no longer a baby anymore!" Theresa said, with tears in her eyes.
"Nope! I'm eighteen now, and a lot has changed about me!" She grinned, spinning around.
"I see that!" Theresa laughed. "We have so much to catch up on!"
Suddenly she heard Fox clear his throat.
"Excuse me ladies, I don't mean to interrupt this joyous occasion, but could someone fill me in please?" He smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Theresa giggled. "Paloma, this is Fox. He is a very very good friend of the family. And Fox, this is Paloma my baby sister!"
Fox laughed as the two girls happily embraced one another and excitedly jumped around.
"Women," he smirked.
"Hey," Theresa playfully poked him in his side. "Can you blame me for being happy to see my sister?"
Fox just smiled and winked at her.
"Where's mama? I can't wait to see her!" Paloma grinned.
"Oh, she and Miguel went over to Sheridan's cottage to spend some time with her and Luis. You remember Sheridan, don't you?"
"Yes, I think I remember talking to her on the phone once when I called to speak to Luis from Mexico." She recalled. "I'm going to go over and see them."
"Alright, but do you know how to get there?" Theresa asked her.
"Well no, but it can't be hard. Besides, I'm sure the cab driver knows where it is. He's still parked outside. I told him to wait incase no one was home."
Theresa looked out the window and saw that the cab was indeed still out there.
"Ok, well you go then. But when you come back, you and I have some serious talking to do!" She gave Paloma one more hug before opening the door for her.
"You bet!" She squealed. "I'll see you later sis!"
Theresa closed the door behind her and bounced back to the couch.
"I cannot believe that my sister is finally home!" She excitedly shrieked.
Fox laughed and pulled her into his lap.
"Well I'm glad because I love seeing you so happy." He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"You know, my sister coming home isn't the only thing that can make me happy," she mischievously grinned at him.
"Oh really? Well what else could there be?"
She leaned in and whispered something in his ear, making him smile almost immediately.
"Well that can easily be arranged!" He smirked, scooping her up in his arms.
He carried her to the stairs as she giggled loudly.
"Fox! What if my family comes home?" She smiled looking into his eyes.
"Then I guess we'll just have to be really quiet." He winked at her, kissing her neck.
"Well, I can't make any promises," she mumbled, as he kissed her lips, heading around the corner to her bedroom.
(A/N: We hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. But just to let you know in our story, Paloma is a lot closer in age to Theresa than she is in the actual soap opera. She's going to be eighteen years old, instead of her much younger age on Passions. There's a lot more twists to come, so please keep the reviews coming!!)
Theresa ran a hand through Fox's hair as she continued to passionately kiss him. He gently laid her down on the couch, and moaned softly hoping that their lips would never part. She giggled as he slowly moved his lips down her neck.
"Mmmm Fox, you're such a great kisser." She smiled as she massaged the back of his neck.
"Thank you darling," he said it between kisses. "But you're the one that motivates me."
"Oh really?" She grinned, bringing his face close to hers. "You're so sweet."
He looked into her eyes and kissed her lips once more, before sitting up.
"I'm so glad you decided to drop by Fox." She smiled, climbing onto his lap. "Spending time with you is like heaven."
"Well I almost didn't come. I tried calling you earlier and your mom said you went out."
"Oh yeah, me and the girls decided to go shopping this afternoon." She grinned, remembering how much fun they had. "We spent the entire time laughing and talking. It was great!"
"What did you talk about?" He suspiciously asked, noticing the twinkle in her eye.
"Oh nothing much," she innocently smiled. "Just about the boys that we love so much."
"Well that's always a good topic." He winked at her.
"Yup, a very good topic!" She giggled, kissing his lips. "So what did you do while I was gone?"
"Well, first I went for my usual morning jog and then when I came home, I had a nice little talk with Ethan."
"What?" She frowned at him. "You guys didn't fight did you?"
"Well not too much. I just let him know that I didn't approve of the way that he treated you last night. He was cruel and selfish and I told him that I wasn't going to let him hurt you anymore."
"Honey, I appreciate you standing up for me. But I don't want you and Ethan to fight anymore. You guys are brothers and you shouldn't let some girl come between you two." She seriously looked at him.
"Alright first of all, we're half-brothers and second of all you're not just some girl. You are Theresa Lopez-Fitzgerald; the girl that I am hopelessly in love with. I'm not just going to sit around while others hurt you. You don't deserve it and I won't let it happen."
She was about to say something but he kissed her lips to stop her.
"I guess there's nothing I can say to change your mind huh?"
"Nope," he shook his head, lightly brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Besides, I don't think you have to worry about Ethan and I fighting any time soon. From what I witnessed, he can barely stand up much less throw a punch."
"What do you mean? Is something wrong with him?" She worriedly asked.
"Well that's the thing. He's not really telling me much."
Fox let out a sigh and told Theresa about the several times he had found Ethan in the midst of his dreadful coughing catastrophes.
"Oh my god," She sadly looked off into the distance.
"Yeah, and this time he coughed up blood." Fox looked into her concerned eyes.
"Blood!" She looked at him terrified. "Oh my god! Why didn't you take him to the hospital?"
"I tried, but he insisted that he was ok. In fact, he pleaded with me not to worry." Fox shook his head, as he remembered Ethan's words.
"I don't understand. If he's sick, why would he keep it a secret?" She stared at him confused.
"That's the thing Theresa, I don't think he even realizes how sick he is. But I don't have a good feeling about it. I'm really worried about him."
He leaned his head back and closed his eyes. When he opened them back up, Theresa was admiringly looking at him, smiling.
"What?" He asked her, a tiny smile forming at the corners of his mouth.
"You are so amazing," she looked into his eyes. "Wasn't it just two minutes ago, you were furious with Ethan for the way that he treated me? Now, here you are deeply concerned about him."
"Well Theresa, I'm not cold-hearted. Like you said, he's my 'brother'. I can't just ignore the fact that he may be sick."
"I know," she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I just find it really sexy."
He pulled her closer to him and smiled.
"Well why don't you show me how sexy you find me?" He winked at her.
Without further instructions, she leaned in and softly brushed her lips against his. As he rubbed the small of her back, she deepened the kiss even more, softly biting his bottom lip.
"Mmm," he moaned feeling a little pain. "Getting freaky are we?"
She laughed as he flipped her onto her back, laying her once more on the couch. He was about to take it a step further when they heard the doorbell ring.
"Argggh!" He groaned. "Maybe they'll go away."
He continued to passionately kiss her, but the doorbell rang once more.
"I think I should go get that." Theresa mumbled.
She reluctantly slipped from underneath him and ran to the door. When she opened it, she almost screamed with shock.
"Paloma!" She shrieked, staring at the pretty young girl on her front porch. "Is it really you?"
"Theresa!" The girl happily squealed, pulling her big sister in for a hug. "It's been so long!"
"Oh my gosh! I can't believe you're here!" Theresa closed the door behind her and held her sister at arms length.
She took a moment to look at her. It had been over seventeen years since the last time they had seen each other. Her mother had sent Paloma to live with her aunt and uncle in Mexico when she was only a year old. At that time, her father disappeared and Pilar didn't have enough money to keep her with the rest of the family. For so long, Theresa had wished that she would come home and now she finally had.
"Paloma, you have grown so much! My baby sister is no longer a baby anymore!" Theresa said, with tears in her eyes.
"Nope! I'm eighteen now, and a lot has changed about me!" She grinned, spinning around.
"I see that!" Theresa laughed. "We have so much to catch up on!"
Suddenly she heard Fox clear his throat.
"Excuse me ladies, I don't mean to interrupt this joyous occasion, but could someone fill me in please?" He smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry." Theresa giggled. "Paloma, this is Fox. He is a very very good friend of the family. And Fox, this is Paloma my baby sister!"
Fox laughed as the two girls happily embraced one another and excitedly jumped around.
"Women," he smirked.
"Hey," Theresa playfully poked him in his side. "Can you blame me for being happy to see my sister?"
Fox just smiled and winked at her.
"Where's mama? I can't wait to see her!" Paloma grinned.
"Oh, she and Miguel went over to Sheridan's cottage to spend some time with her and Luis. You remember Sheridan, don't you?"
"Yes, I think I remember talking to her on the phone once when I called to speak to Luis from Mexico." She recalled. "I'm going to go over and see them."
"Alright, but do you know how to get there?" Theresa asked her.
"Well no, but it can't be hard. Besides, I'm sure the cab driver knows where it is. He's still parked outside. I told him to wait incase no one was home."
Theresa looked out the window and saw that the cab was indeed still out there.
"Ok, well you go then. But when you come back, you and I have some serious talking to do!" She gave Paloma one more hug before opening the door for her.
"You bet!" She squealed. "I'll see you later sis!"
Theresa closed the door behind her and bounced back to the couch.
"I cannot believe that my sister is finally home!" She excitedly shrieked.
Fox laughed and pulled her into his lap.
"Well I'm glad because I love seeing you so happy." He wrapped his arms around her waist.
"You know, my sister coming home isn't the only thing that can make me happy," she mischievously grinned at him.
"Oh really? Well what else could there be?"
She leaned in and whispered something in his ear, making him smile almost immediately.
"Well that can easily be arranged!" He smirked, scooping her up in his arms.
He carried her to the stairs as she giggled loudly.
"Fox! What if my family comes home?" She smiled looking into his eyes.
"Then I guess we'll just have to be really quiet." He winked at her, kissing her neck.
"Well, I can't make any promises," she mumbled, as he kissed her lips, heading around the corner to her bedroom.
(A/N: We hope you guys enjoyed that chapter. But just to let you know in our story, Paloma is a lot closer in age to Theresa than she is in the actual soap opera. She's going to be eighteen years old, instead of her much younger age on Passions. There's a lot more twists to come, so please keep the reviews coming!!)