How to Deal – Chapter 11

Fox lay in bed restlessly as he thought about her. He wanted her… he needed her.

She completed him and he wished she would see that.

Fox quickly got himself out of bed and dressed to take a walk. It was there on that walk that he found her sitting alone on a vacant bench.

Quietly, he sat down next to her without a word.

"Fox," she began uneasily, "I'm not in the mood for another argument."

"I'm not here to argue."

Theresa let out a soft sigh and quickly glanced at him. "You seem…"

"Disheveled? Restless?" he completed for her.

"Yeah." She replied as she continued to study him. "I guess things didn't go well between you and Whitney."

"Whitney and I were a fantasy. I was never anything more to her than a friend."

"But now…" she drifted off.

"Their will never be anyone for me but you." He said confidently.

"Even if I'm married?" she asked, acting as his conscious.

"If you could look me in the eye and tell me that he makes you happier than I ever could make you feel, I'll leave you alone." Fox continued.

They both sat in silence as Theresa looked away. "I can't…I can't do that." She finally said.

"So then, why are you doing this? Why can't you just let yourself be happy?" he searched for answers.

"Maybe I don't deserve to."

"No… no." Fox objected. "Don't you ever tell yourself that. You are strong, hardworking, you love your children…you deserve the best of everything."

"Then why are all the decisions I have made biting me in the ass?" she asked. "Why are you there and I'm here?"

"We can change that Theresa, just let me." He pleaded.

Theresa shook her head. "No."

"Theresa, we love each other."

"Don't you think I know that?" she shouted angrily on the verge of tears. "Do you think there's a day that doesn't pass by when I wish we were together, Fox? Look at my hand!"

Fox looked away.

"Look at it!" Theresa screamed as she waved her hand in front of his face. "Don't you see the damn thing? Don't you see it?"

"I see it!" He admitted painfully as looked at the huge diamond plastered on her finger.

"Then why can't you let me go?"

"Because I'm the reason why you're married to him in the first place!"

Theresa nodded in agreement. "You are. It's all your fault."

"Well I'm here Theresa. End it. We can forget about it."

Theresa stood up, "Be a man, Fox!" she spat.

"Come back to me." He muttered as he reached for her.

Anger rose in Theresa as she ripped herself away from him. "All those nights I waited for you. All those nights I begged and pleaded with you! Never Fox! You hear me? Never."

"God, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." He whispered as grabbed her hand.

"I fell for your charm, I fell for your smile…damn, I fell for you hard and I told myself we would never be like Ethan and I were and you hurt me more than he ever did!" she continued to lash out at him.

Fox slowly stood up on his feet.

"Same something!" she screamed at him.

Without saying a word, Fox slowly reached for Theresa and pulled her into a passionate kiss.

Theresa's body melted as she could no longer try to resist his touch.

How did he know she loved to be held this way?

Fox slowly pulled away and ran his fingers through her hair.

"Let me ease the pain." He whispered against her lips.

"All you have to do…" she began, "all you have to do is smile and all my pain is gone."