Today, 3 months after the sordid revealation, however, Fox was sitting across the large meeting table from Julie and he avoided her lingering stare. Julie's eyes made there way to Fox and would stay there for a few moments, just hoping for him to look her way. Fox, however, felt her eyes on him, and whenever she would look away, Fox would look at her for a brief moment.
She looked so sexy, he thought, as he stared at her sitting next to Bruce. But no matter how sexy he thought her to be, he hated her inside and out. He completely and utterly loathed her and if it was up to him, he didn't want to be near her ever again. The boss droaned on in the background and as soon as the meeting was dismissed, Fox tried to dash out as quickly as he could without running anyone over. His dashing didn't work this time, though, as Julie, too, dashed quickly in his direction. She grabbed his arm tightly and pulled him into the hallway away from everyone else.
"Fox, I know you have been purposely avoiding me, and I completely understand. But I have something to say to you. Can we talk in private?"
"About what?" Fox's voice was bitter and sour as he stared at her with so much hatred dwelling inside of him.
"About us. Fox...I miss us. I miss you."
"There IS NO US," Fox grumbled harshfully as he pulled his arm away forcefully from hers. Julie, ignoring his anger, led him into the carpeted ladies room just a few feet away. She locked the door and checked all of the stalls to make sure they were alone.
"Fox ... I LOVE YOU! Stop acting like this."
Fox laughed evilly responding, "Yeah, Julie. But you're with Bruce? What kinda sick game are you playing here? You wanna be with both of us...is that what you're saying?"
"No, no, no. Of course not. I'm only with Bruce because he keeps forcing this relationship on me. I wanna be with you, Fox. I do. But you gotta say the word..and and... I'll leave Bruce if you just --- give me another chance. I'll make it up to you, I promise. What happened between Bruce and I...was just an accident."
"Oh, your clothes just magically disappeared and you accidently fell on top of eachother?" Fox questioned her with so much anger and frustration.
"Fox...understand me please. I know you want me..deep...deep inside of your heart." Julie pressed her hand against Fox's heart, trying to be as sincere as possible, but yet seductive. If I seduce him, Julie thought, He'll come back to me. I know it. Julie was now heavily breathing and she slowly began unbottoning her shirt as she stood in front of the only exit in the room. It fell to the floor revealing Julie's bra-less breasts. Her high-heels clicked as she walked over to him and unbottoned his shirt very quickly. Her bare breasts were lightly touching and moving against his bare chest as she began kissing him very forcefully.
"Get off me!" yelled Fox between kisses. Fox, not wanting to do this, grabbed her arms and pushed her against the wall. "Julie...I did love you. But that's past tense, alright? I'm like any other guy..and I could just screw you right here and now. You're hot...yeah...but I'm not gonna do that because not only do I NOT want to be with you, but I don't want to look at your evil and deceiving face ever again. You BETRAYED me and that will always stick out in my mind..no matter how seductive you may be. You made your choice...and that was Bruce. Get the fk away from me!" yelled Fox, feeling horrible all over again. He buttoned up his shirt and left the room, leaving Julie topless and embarassed.
"Uggh! What am I gonna do now?" Julie put her shirt back on and made her way to Fox's office. She was seriously out of ideas and decided to do some snooping. To her luck, Fox wasn't present, but she saw something strange sitting on his desk: a can of cashews with a note on top that was already opened and a basket filled with heaps and heaps of football objects. Julie, being her nosey self, grabbed the note and looked around before opening it. It read:
Dear Fox,
I haven't heard from you in a long time and I've been finding myself thinking about you quite often. I hope you enjoyed the basket I put together. When you told me that you were a big football fan, I just had to make something for you. I know it may be cheesy, but I just wanted to remind you that I'm here for you -- and I mean it. If you ever need me, you never hesitate to give me a call or stop by. Okay, well I'm gonna let you go, I'm sure you're a busy man..I just wanted to check up on you. Gimme a call sometime ... 555-3786.
Sincerely,
Theresa
Julie's insides burst with jealousy and her eyes never left the letter.
"Julie..get the hell OUT of my office!" growled Fox from behind. If trying to seduce me isn't enough, you go searching through my office? GET OUT."
"Fox,you're romancing the FASHION DESIGNER?"
"Julie, she's just a friend. After you BETRAYED me..I had no where else to go. Hah..why am I explaining this to you? This is none of your damn business. Out!" Julie left as Fox let his temperature cool down. He read the letter for the 5th time that day and a smile ran across his face.
Fox sat in his chair, propped his feet on his desk, and dialed Theresa's number. As the line was busy ringing, Fox's stomache churned in anticipation.
"Hello?" asked a sweet, classy voice on the other end of the line.
"Hey, Theresa. Uh -- uh..this is Fox."
"Oh, hi, Fox! Did you get what I sent you?"
"Yeah. It was very thoughtful of you, Theresa. Thanks for caring."
"You're welcome. My brother, Miguel, just loves football. So I know pretty much all about it. He's always getting me to watch games. To tell you the truth, I haven't watched one in years..but I was always a Packers fan."
"Packers? Ah, Theresa. Come on. My favorite is Indianapolis..but I'm kinda getting into NY, too."
Theresa laughed happily on the other end of the line. "Who's your favorite player?"
"Oh, I don't know. Too many to name. I should take you to a game sometime. All the other girls I've taken don't know diddly squat about football," said Fox matter-of-factly.
"I've never been to a game before."
"Oh, you'd love it."
"I'm sure I would."
Silence filled the line as Fox searched for something to talk about. Theresa didn't have to search long as she very quickly asked, "How are you doing, Fox?"
"Much better. Julie still persists that we get back together, but I will never do that again. Not after everything's she's done. She told me that she was only with Bruce because he keeps forcing the relationship. Can you believe that?"
"That's a big fat lie if I ever heard one. I mean, I don't really know Julie, but it sounds like she wants both of you at the same time."
"Exactly what I said. Hey, Theresa?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I ask you something?
"Sure."
"Do you like me? I mean...as a friend?"
"Well, DuH! Of course I like you as a friend. If I didn't, why would I send you all that gorgeous stuff?"
Fox laughed and continued, "Well, if you are indeed my friend. Would you like to accompany me to a NY game on Sunday?"
"Really? A REAL NFL game?"
"A REAL NFL game."
"Wow! I'd love to!" responded Theresa, very excited and loud.
"Ok..it's on Sunday. And it's at 1.00. Is that okay?"
"Sounds great!"
"Okay, I'll pick you up at 12:30 at your place."
"See you then!"
"Bye."
Click
Unbeknownest to them, Fox and Theresa's friendship game "date" will turn into something interesting, fun, and sensual all at the same time. A little hint, my friends, a secret whisper begins it all.