Chapter Three 3 Flirtation

Fox handed Theresa the small, plastic cup of water. As she took it, their fingers touched. She then very fastly gulped it down as she occasionally glanced Fox's way. He was now over next to Julie; talking with her.

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"Wow, Fox! That was so amazing! I mean, you saved her life," exclaimed Julie, clearly impressed and happy with her man.

"Yeah, well, I'm glad I could be of assistance." He smiled and pulled her closer to him as they waited for instruction from Theresa.

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Theresa's eyelids closed as she drank her water. For some reason, she was so thirsty. As she finished the clear liquid inside the cup, she placed it on the floor undereath her. Her lips were wet, so she licked them after standing up. She finally smiled and said, "Ok. Can someone get me some materials so I can clean up this water spill, please?" She then walked over to Fox and Julie. Fox stared at Theresa's lips as she spoke to him.

"Mr. Crane, could you please help me with the lights? There are different settings, tones, and intensities that will be used. I will go over those with you in a bit if you can."

"Sure, I can help you," replied Fox, occasionally glancing up at Theresa's eyes, making contact, but also occasionally staring at her lips.

Theresa looked at Julie now and said, "Hi, I dont believe that we've met. I'm Theresa."

"Nice to meet you, Theresa. I'm Julie -- Julie Carter."

"Nice to meet you, Julie." They shook eachothers hands and smiled. "Ok, Julie, tell me, are you good with make-up?"

"Sure."

"Good, on the actual opening day of the show, I would like for you to help the girls with their make-up. But for now, you can go backstage and help the girls with their clothes. I'll be back in a bit once I show Fox how to work the lights."

"Ok," smiled Julie in response to Theresa. "I'll be back in a bit, honey," said Julie to Fox.

"Ok."

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"Ok, Mr. Crane. Come with me," said Theresa, placing her hand on Fox's arm for a short moment before walking to the destination. Fox followed shortly behind, grinning to himself. He just loved the way she walked and talked.

"Call me Fox."

"Ok," said Theresa, feeling intimidated by him.

"I saw you on the elevator this morning," he said, "you seemed in a hurry."

Theresa giggled. "Yeah. In a hurry to get to the coffee shop. I gotta have my caffiene."

"Oh, yeah. Caffiene. I know what you mean," Fox said playfully. Theresa couldn't help but laugh because of the way he had said it.

"What are you laughing at?" said Fox, again talking playfully. Theresa giggled once more.

After sighing she said, "Ok, now, time to get to work."

"Oh, what a party pooper," said Fox as he grinned and winked at her. They were facing eachother as Fox stared at her lips again. Theresa felt her stomach twist when Fox winked at her. But, she ignored it by smiling. She walked over to the ladder as Fox followed.

"Ok, go on up," said Theresa, remembering she was wearing a dress. Tomorrow would be a different story, however. She slipped out of her shoes and placed them beside the ladder as she climbed up barefoot.

"Sooo. How does this little device work," said Fox, raising his eyebrow while he sat on the stool in front of him, looking at Theresa.

"It's quite simple, really. Throughout the show, we will need different tones of light to be shined at the models; different entinsities. I don't really care when you use them, just use different ones here and there. You can also slide these little films in front of the light to change the color."

"Can you show me?"

"Sure." Theresa reached over across Fox to reach the films. "Excuse me," said Theresa politely as she did this.

"You're excused," said Fox in that sly voice of his, grinning at her.

"Mmmhmmm. Okay. You just slide it in there like so. And then you flip this switch and voila! You also turn this knob over here to change the intensity of the light." Theresa once again reached across Fox, but this time his chest touched her back.

"I'm sorry," apologized Theresa.

"It's okay," said Fox slyly, "just be more careful next time."

Theresa giggled. "Ok, I think you've got this down pat. If you need anything or have any trouble, just hollar at me, k?" Fox nodded in response as he watched her walk away. Be careful, Crane. Julie's in your life now..no messing around, thought Fox as he watched Theresa swing her leg over the ladder and climb down. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. Damn, he thought once again. What he didn't know, though, was that these few fashion show days wouldn't be the last he would see Miss Lopez-Fitzgerald.