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Summary: Chapter 55: Fox and Theresa go to the charity ball. The morning after, it seems Fox has a big surprise for Theresa. POP goes the big question! FINALLY UPDATED! R&R!

"Now where's E.M.?" Fox asked Theresa.

"He's at his friend's house. It's a sleepover," Theresa explained, drying her tears.

Suddenly Fox's mobile rang. He gave an apologetic look towards Theresa and answered it.

"Hello, Fox Crane speaking…yeah, OK…uh huh…I'll be right there then. Bye."

He hung up and turned to Theresa again.

"Sorry, sweetie but I have to get back to the office to finish some work but I'll be back to pick you up at 7, ok?" Fox apologised.

"I'm just grateful you came, Fox. I love you," Theresa replied, giving him a tender kiss.

"I love you too," he said as they walked to the door.

"Drive safely!" she cried after him and he waved back.

He zoomed away in his Mercedes and left Theresa alone. She was still feeling guilty about the whole Noah thing and she was still worried about Noah, not to mention the seemingly cold shoulder she got from Ethan. Argh! Why do I always stuff up?! I gotta stop thinking about these things!

So Theresa cooked up some lunch for herself to eat as she was starving. Maybe all the crying was to blame. When she had finished her sandwich, she decided to call her son, Little Ethan to check up on him. He was having lots of fun and hoped that his mama wouldn't be too lonely by herself. She told him she loved him then said goodbye.

It was time she started picking out what she was going to wear to this ball Fox was taking her to. I've got nothing to wear!!!! But then again, she could wear that dress her company had sent to her, the one she recently designed. The great unveiling for her new dress; besides she loved that one. She took it out of her wardrobe and looked at it in the mirror. The strapless, indigo dress would hug her body perfectly, with curvy layers running down, ending unevenly. The dress wasn't too long; just below her knees, enough to show her tanned legs, not to mention it was almost backless down to the end of her spine, tied with strings. It was definitely a sexy dress and with her hair up with beaded stilettos, she'd look great.

So Theresa got in the bathtub, washed her hair, did some waxing and slapped on a face mask. It was so relaxing, she nearly fell asleep. Then she got down to doing her hair. All that time at school taught her well about hairstyles. She used her curls to her advantage and wrapped her hair into a bun, leaving some loose curls dangling. She put on her make-up with some light eye shadow and blush with her luscious lipstick. Carefully she slipped into her dress, though she couldn't manage to tie the strings at the back together. She got her shoes on and picked out her hand bag. All set!

She walked carefully downstairs to wait for Fox. Noah was still not home and Theresa decided to leave a note telling him she was going out and that she was sorry once again. She left the note on the table beside the door just as she saw a limo arriving. It was Fox and she greeted him with a kiss.

His jaw would have dropped to the ground if it was humanly possible. He gasped.

"You look ABSOLUTELY gorgeous, Theresa. I- I" was all he could muster.

"You look incredibly handsome in your tux as well," she replied, smiling and gave him another kiss.

"Well let's go then!" he helped her into the limo and they left.

An hour later…Crane Hotel

The food was extravagant and definitely posh and the band was playing magnificent music. All the people there were definitely rich and in Theresa's opinion, a bit snobby too. Fox was definitely the centre of attention tonight; people flocked over to meet and talk to him. Toasts were made throughout the evening and Theresa was introduced to many people, most complimenting her on her dress. Some women had heard of her company and were interested in purchasing some of her designs. It was all a hectic night but Fox spared time to dance with Theresa.

"I love this song," Theresa whispered in Fox's ear.

"I'm sorry about how hectic it's been here tonight. I couldn't spend enough time alone with you."

"Well we're here right now, aren't we?" Theresa smiled and kissed the tip of his nose.

"Yeah, you're right here in my arms, like I want it to be…forever."

"What are you hinting, Mr. Crane?" Theresa smiled.

Fox shrugged and grinned. "You never know."

Soon the song ended and most people had left. Fox looked at his watch.

"3?! You've gotta be kidding me! It's so late!" Fox cried.

"Wow, time flies!"

"Would you mind if we stay in the hotel tonight?" Fox asked, holding Theresa's hands. "I mean, we can get separate beds if you want. I know it's been hard on you lately."

"Sure. You're so sweet!" Theresa complimented taking his hand as they walked to the receptionist.

"Good evening, Mr. Crane. Would you like your presidential suite?" the receptionist politely inquired.

"Is there another room with two beds?" Fox asked.

The receptionist looked at Theresa as if thinking who wouldn't want to share a bed with Fox? She checked her records.

"Sorry Mr. Crane, we're all booked out tonight. With the ball on and business meetings, all the rooms are filled up. Of course, your presidential suite is always vacant for your use."

Fox looked at Theresa. "Maybe we should just head home," he suggested.

"No, it's late…and I trust you with me. It'll be fine," Theresa reassured.

"Then we'll take the room, ma'am."

"Here's your card sir. Enjoy your evening."

It was definitely a bit awkward when they arrived in the large room after the recent events.

"I'll take the couch," Fox insisted.

"Fox, I'll be fine. We're just sleeping, that's all. I love you. I don't want this awkwardness between us," Theresa answered, looking into his eyes.

"Ok. I'm going to go wash my face. There are robes in the closet over there. You wouldn't want to mess up your dress."

"Thanks for the hint."

While Fox occupied the bathroom, Theresa stripped off her dress and took off her shoes. She felt weird in this huge hotel room. Being topless and only wearing her lacy underwear, she quickly wrapped the robe around her. Fox came out of the bathroom and she decided to wash the make up off her face and let her hair down. When she finished brushing her hair with the hairbrush supplied by the hotel, she walked out to see Fox getting into the bed, clad only in his boxers.

He smiled at her and motioned her towards him. She hopped in beside him.

"Are you sure about this Resa?"

"I'm sure. Now get some sleep! Good night, sweet dreams!"

"They're sweet when I dream of you."

"That's corny but sweet. I love you."

"I love you too." And they kissed and turned away from each other and went to bed.

Next morning- 9:21am…

Theresa woke up, seeing no sign of Fox. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and wondered where he'd gotten off to. Then she saw the note.

Hey baby,
I didn't want to wake you.
Meet me in the auditorium where we had the ball last night.
Love you lots,
Fox.

Theresa smiled at the note. He's so cute! Theresa decided to get dressed back into her dress last night, wash her face and put some light make up on, from what she could find in her handbag. She slipped on her shoes and got the elevator down to the auditorium. What's he up to? He's probably set something up, knowing that cheeky Fox! She turned the corner and entered the room. Theresa nearly fainted at the sight. The hall was covered in her favourite flowers- tulips, lined in every sort of colour imaginable around the room. Streamers decorated the ceiling with balloons flooding the walls. Then there was Fox, kneeling in the centre of this extravagance and smiling at her. He couldn't be sexier at that moment. She walked up to him, holding back tears.

"How long have you been kneeling here?" she asked, smiling.

"I heard you coming so not that long," he replied. "But I'd like to get on with things. The ground isn't too comfortable," he joked.

Theresa knew what was coming, she could see the beautiful rose gold, superiorly cut, huge diamond ring he held in his hand. What more could a girl ask for?

"Theresa, I love you from tip of my spiky, gelled hair to my big, smelly feet," Fox began.

Theresa laughed.

"From the moment you bumped into me in the mansion that night, something hit me. Well, besides you that is. I was missing something in my life, a gap. Theresa, you fill the gap, perfectly. Your love makes me whole. I can't live without you and I know you and Ethan Martin comes as a package. I'm willing to take care of both of you for the rest of our lives if that is what you want. So Theresa, will you be my beloved wife for the rest of our lives? Will you share my bed and stand my snoring? Will you have lots of Fox and Theresas with me?" Fox proposed, holding up the ring.

Theresa couldn't hold back the tears any longer. "Oh Fox…"

To Be Continued…

A/N What will Theresa say? Will she say yes and marry Fox? Or say no? What about Ethan? WHAT DO YOU WANT? REVIEW!!!!!!!!