/b: I don't own anything from Passions.
/b Chapter 46: Theresa eventually goes home only to find an unexpected visitor in her house! Who
is it? R/p
p"Oh! I'm so full now!" Theresa sighed, rubbing her stomach./p
p"Same here," Ethan agreed with her, leaning back to lay on the bed./p
p"I better get home. It's getting late," Theresa said tiredly, laying down on the bed with Ethan./p
p"Oh, but I don't want you to go," Ethan whined, turning to face her./p
p"I know but I should," Theresa replied./p
pEthan leaned over to kiss her passionately. Theresa finally pulled away from his lips and got out of the bed,
gathering her clothes. She quickly dressed and sat back on the bed, where Ethan lay looking at her./p
p"Come on, Ethan. Get dressed! You have to drive me home!" Theresa cried, pulling on his arm./p
p"Ok! Ok! I will," he replied, getting up and grabbing a shirt and put it on./p
pSoon Ethan had pulled his convertible over outside Theresa's house./p
p"Thanks for today. I had heaps of fun!" Theresa said, smiling./p
p"That's alright," Ethan replied, leaning in for an intimate embrace./p
pShe kissed him passionately./p
p"Good night, Ethan. Love you."/p
p"Good night," he returned, kissing her on the forehead before she got out of the car./p
pShe waved before she turned around, unlocked the front door and walked in, shutting it behind her./p
pTheresa walked in to hear loud talking in the dining. iGosh, I wonder if they have even left that room today!/i
pTheresa walked through the hallway, following the noise. She walked around the corner and into the dining
room./p
p"What are you guys do-" Theresa started but froze./p
pThere next to Miguel sat a familiar dark-haired, broad-shouldered man. Theresa was shocked, her eyes wide
and mouth open./p
pShe finally decided to speak./p
/p
pA/N Sorry that is such a short chapter but I'm having a major case of author's block and laziness. Half-
yearly exams are coming up and although I want to finish this fic, I'm not 100% sure I will. But I'll try my
hardest to. With so many reviews, how can I stop right? R/p
/b Chapter 46: Theresa eventually goes home only to find an unexpected visitor in her house! Who
is it? R/p
p"Oh! I'm so full now!" Theresa sighed, rubbing her stomach./p
p"Same here," Ethan agreed with her, leaning back to lay on the bed./p
p"I better get home. It's getting late," Theresa said tiredly, laying down on the bed with Ethan./p
p"Oh, but I don't want you to go," Ethan whined, turning to face her./p
p"I know but I should," Theresa replied./p
pEthan leaned over to kiss her passionately. Theresa finally pulled away from his lips and got out of the bed,
gathering her clothes. She quickly dressed and sat back on the bed, where Ethan lay looking at her./p
p"Come on, Ethan. Get dressed! You have to drive me home!" Theresa cried, pulling on his arm./p
p"Ok! Ok! I will," he replied, getting up and grabbing a shirt and put it on./p
pSoon Ethan had pulled his convertible over outside Theresa's house./p
p"Thanks for today. I had heaps of fun!" Theresa said, smiling./p
p"That's alright," Ethan replied, leaning in for an intimate embrace./p
pShe kissed him passionately./p
p"Good night, Ethan. Love you."/p
p"Good night," he returned, kissing her on the forehead before she got out of the car./p
pShe waved before she turned around, unlocked the front door and walked in, shutting it behind her./p
pTheresa walked in to hear loud talking in the dining. iGosh, I wonder if they have even left that room today!/i
pTheresa walked through the hallway, following the noise. She walked around the corner and into the dining
room./p
p"What are you guys do-" Theresa started but froze./p
pThere next to Miguel sat a familiar dark-haired, broad-shouldered man. Theresa was shocked, her eyes wide
and mouth open./p
pShe finally decided to speak./p
/p
pA/N Sorry that is such a short chapter but I'm having a major case of author's block and laziness. Half-
yearly exams are coming up and although I want to finish this fic, I'm not 100% sure I will. But I'll try my
hardest to. With so many reviews, how can I stop right? R/p