Temptation Affairs: Chapter Four

Rated: R

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the title and the plot line to the story. The characters belong to H.A.

Warning: Sexual situations, A lemon here and there, Violence, Language, Heated Moments. Story is Alternate Universe.

"I don't know about that one Riza. It looks a bit…puffy." Maria said, wrinkling her nose at the dress. "You're right. I just never thought Frank would plan something like this for my birthday…." Riza said, tossing the dress into the ever-growing pile of other dresses that she didn't like.

"Are you sure you don't have a dress at home that you could wear?" Maria asked as they looked through the dress racks again. "Positive. Frank even said to buy a new one. Said that I needed a fresh look when I turned 27." She frowned and sighed. "That husband of yours confuses me even. What do you think he's up to?" Maria replied, looking bored with the dress shopping already.

"I have no idea. Why don't we try a different store, this one obviously doesn't have anything." Riza said, grabbing her purse and walking out of the store and into the actual mall. "How about…Dillard's? They always have something." Maria suggested.

"Or how about we grab something to eat, it's lunch time and I'm starving. We'll hit Dillard's afterwards." Riza said, walking towards the food court. To be completely honest, Riza's mind wasn't on dress shopping at all…it was on Roy. It seemed like forever since she had last seen her lover, but it had in fact only been yesterday while her husband went back to work.

For some reason she was craving his companionship, and his touch. She ordered a small salad for her lunch, and listened to Maria rant about how rude people could in clubs.

"Yoo hoo, Riza are you paying attention?" Maria asked, waving her hands in front of Riza's face. Riza snapped her attention back to Maria quickly, shaking her head. "Sorry…I wasn't. My mind drifted." She said truthfully. Maria laughed, "Okay well anyways, the subject was boring. What is up with you lately? You seem kind of different…" Maria said, looking curiously at her friend.

'Oh crap…she would be the first one to suspect…' Riza thought, her heart starting to pound. "Nothing. I've just been doing a lot of thinking." She lied coolly, her voice calm and even. "I see…well are you about ready to go hit Dillard's?" Maria asked, steering away from the subject. Riza nodded, getting up and throwing her half eaten salad in the trash.

"Well, well, well, look who it is Riza!" Maria nearly squealed, tugging on her best friend's arm. Riza looked up, her heart leaping in her chest when she saw Roy and a friend of his. They seemed to be working on the huge fountain in the middle of the mall. Her eyes scanned his body quickly. His hair was tousled, he wore a muscle shirt, and his wrangler jeans, and he was uttering curses as the water started to squirt at him.

"My oh my, I never expected to see you at work." Riza said, her voice holding a laugh in it. He stopped uttering his curse words and looked up at her, his eyes suddenly soft. "Look who we have here, Maes, this is Riza, the girl I was telling you about." Roy said, smirking. "Girl? Mr. Mustang, surely you don't think of a 26 year old woman as a girl." Riza said calmly, not giving any sign or hint to her friend or his

"Oh please forgive me, the woman I was telling you about." Roy laughed, and so did Maes. "Nice to meet you, Miss Riza." He said, holding out his hand, "I'm Maes Hughes. I'm the one who always gives Roy his odd jobs. And pays him more than I should." Laughing, he tossed a wrench back into the tool bag.

"Shut up, Maes." Roy said ruefully, standing up and sighing. "Well we've done what we could for this stupid fountain…" he said, giving the two girls a wink. Maria giggled, and Riza rolled her eyes.

"Yes well, we should be getting on, Maria. I have to find a dress and be home before 7:30, or Frank will have a cow." Riza said, clearing her throat and looking away. But in her mind was already hugging Roy and inviting him to her birthday party Frank had decided to throw for her at the Pavilion. But of course, she couldn't. She had to act indifferent, and she had to resist the urge to melt at the sight of him.

'Damnit, why does this man affect me so much?' she thought angrily as Maria bid Roy and Maes goodbye. "You go on ahead, Maria, I'm going to go to the restroom." Riza said quickly, and Maria nodded walking off towards the department store. Riza turned towards Roy, who was still smirking. "It's alright, Maes knows, he can be trusted, Riza." He said easily, looking over at his best friend.

"So you're married to a stuck up bastard huh?" Maes smiled. Riza cracked a small smile, and nodded. "Unfortunately yes." She laughed.

"So what's this about him wanting you to buy a dress?" Roy asked, leaning against the wall surrounding the fountain. "He threw me for a loop the day he came home. Surprised me by saying I was going to have a birthday party, a slightly formal one. And he wants me to buy a new dress so I look "Fresh" when I turn 27." Riza explained.

Maes clucked his tongue, "What a weirdo. Why'd you marry him?" he asked, giving her an amused smile. "I was young, and my parents wanted me married off to a man like him." Riza said, looking around quickly. "It's Saturday, at the pavilion, and all our "friends" are coming, including my parents. I have no idea what I'm going to do. If it's like any of the other parties he's planned, it's going to be quiet and full of cigar smoke and drinking from the men while the women gossip idly." Riza said, looking annoyed.

"Aw gee, I love giving you this news, Riza dear." Roy said, chuckling. "Maes and I are going to be working your party along with a few other friends." He said, his eyes sparkling. She laughed, shaking her head. "Our secret affair better stay secret Mustang, or we'll both be dead." She said, wrapping her arms around him.

"In the mean time, I'll see you in an hour or so, alright? Right now I have to go find some sort of dress to wear." She said, kissing him chastely. "Pick out something gorgeous so I can ogle you while everyone's looking the other way." He joked. She smiled and embraced him tightly.

"I'll be thinking about you all night." She whispered. "Don't worry, it'll be fine." He murmured, letting her go and watching her walk the way Maria had. "She's a good one, Roy." Maes said seriously.

"I know…I just wish we'd met one another before she married that asshole. She won't divorce him either…" Roy said, sighing and cleaning up their work area. "Give it time. Besides, I've heard about Frank Archer. Heard he's a bit of a queer. There's a rumor going around in Seattle that he's dating a man or something like that." Maes laughed, helping his friend.

"Riza would probably freak if she heard that." Roy chortled as they made their way towards the Customer Service center so they could get their payment.

"Oh I like this one." Riza murmured, pulling an azure dress from the rack. "Oh Riza! It's perfect, you should get it!" Maria agreed enthuastically. Riza put the dress up close to her and looked in the mirror. It would go to the floor, and trail behind her a bit, but it had a floaty air to it. It had sparkles sprayed lightly onto it, and the top was a halter-top style, with a modest neckline that showed little cleavage, but left much to the imagination. Her curves would be shown off too.

"I believe I will. Let's go look for some jewelry." Riza smiled, gathering up the dress and going towards the jewelry section.

She couldn't pull herself away, so she kept kissing him, not wanting to leave and go home to a cold, somehow distant (at least sexually) husband. His hands were all over her, and the noises she made only spiked the lust he was filled with every time he saw her. "Roy…I don't want to go…" she whispered, her lips brushing against his.

"You have to…" he murmured, holding her tightly. "I know…" she said, regret laced in her voice. "You'll have me, don't worry baby." He assured her, kissing her softly, his thumb rubbing her cheek. "Oh god…what have I gotten myself into?" she laughed quietly, gripping his sides with her hands. "Hmm, I'll ponder that for you, now get going." He said, smirking, and opening the door for her.

"I'll see you tomorrow, you have the day off right?" Riza asked, pulling her jacket on and walking onto the porch. "Yes, we'll have all day to fuck like rabbits." He joked, leaning against the doorframe. "What if I just want to talk?" she said defiantly. "Riza, I know you, you're going to want to fuck." Roy laughed, taking her hand and kissing it. "Okay yes I will…" she blushed, kissing him again, her hands on either side of his face, pressing herself against him.

"Dream about me tonight, Roy Mustang." She whispered, and walked to her car, taking off a few seconds later. He watched her until she disappeared around the corner, his hands in his pockets. "Damnit Riza…I think I'm in love with you." He muttered, slamming his door shut.

"Riza, darling, I'm home!" Frank's cool voice called from the living room. Riza, already having been home for an hour, smiled. "Dinner's ready." She said, taking her apron off, and walking out of the dinning room to greet him. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her softly. Her eyes widened, and her first instinct was to pull back, but she didn't. He pulled back, a cold smile on his face.

"I know I've been distant with you lately sweet heart, but I want to make it up to you." He explained, and she smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "It's okay. You've had a lot on your mind, Frank. Work is important to you, I understand that." She said, but in her head she was panicking. 'What is he up to? Or is he being honest? Oh god whatever it is…it feels wrong.' She thought as he kissed her again, and she forced herself to kiss him back.

Unlike Roy's soft, demanding, pleasurable kisses, Frank's kisses were cold, hard, and very dominate. But she forced herself to participate, to avoid giving her suddenly –loving- husband any clues to her hot steamy affair with Roy Mustang.

He ate dinner with her, and he talked with her companionably. She performed her part well though. She acted like the good wife she should, not letting anything slip. When he began to kiss her back in bed though, she knew what he was getting at. 'Duh, Riza. It's that time of the month. He wants to have sex to avoid making a child.' She thought to herself.

"Frank…" she murmured, rolling over so he could hover over her. "I love you, Riza. I know that it's hard to believe because I've been so work obsessed lately, but I do." He said softly, kissing on her neck. 'I have no choice, he'd be so damn suspicious it isn't funny if I don't screw him.' She thought helplessly.

"I-I love you, too." She said, wrapping her arms around his neck. "I've missed you, Riza. We're going to start making love more often." He said, lifting her into a sitting position. It took all her control not to start freaking out. 'What is he saying, what's happening?' she panicked. "I've struck gold with this last business deal, Riza. And now, I think is the perfect time for us to have a child." He said quietly, watching her face in the moonlight.

'This can't be happening…what is he saying? He…he's always said he didn't want children, and now her does?! I can't…no, I love Roy!' she screamed in her head, emotions flickering through her eyes. Frank mistook it for joy. "I knew you'd be happy. I want you to be happy, Riza." Frank said, kissing her again. Inside, she was crying, on the outside she was calm and composed, and she had sex with her husband the way a non-cheating wife should.

He left in the morning, earlier, and left her a note by the bedside table.

Riza,

I know you have some shopping to do in town today, but be home by 6, so we can change for your birthday party at the Pavilion. I'm sure you'll look absolutely radiant.

Yours Truly,

Frank.

She crumpled the note and threw it in the garbage, and let out a heart-racking sob. Covering her face with her hands, she rocked back and forth on her feet, trying to control her sobbing. She hadn't cried she was 10 years old, and now her husband had made her cry.

She threw on the clothes she'd set out the previous night, and ran a brush through her hair. She tried hard to stop the flow of tears as she slammed her car door and threw it into reverse. "Sonofabitch." She cursed, looking at her red, tearstained face in the mirror. How dare he do this to her? How dare he just turn around and change his mind completely about their fucking marriage?

She let out another sob, and drove 70 all the way into town, and screeched to a stop in front of Roy's house, where he, Maes, and a couple others stood on the front lawn. "Damnit, making a fool of myself." She muttered, snatching up her purse, and slamming her car door shut, suppressing another sob. She wiped her eyes, and pushed her hair back, looking up towards the sky, and then turned around, and felt another wave of tears come on.

Roy already had a worried look on his face, so did Maes. "Riza…" he said, touching her shoulder gently.

"He changed his mind. He changed his fucking mind. Apparently, we're going to have children, and we're going to start being a better couple from now on, because his last business deal went through perfectly." She put a hand to her mouth, and sucked in another sob, flinching away from his arms.

"And I couldn't…I couldn't say no! I had to lay there, and fight back tears! The sonofabitch, just changed his mind! He's absolutely deranged….all I could do, was wish how much I hadn't come home. Why didn't I stay here, Roy? Why?!" She was absolutely hysterical now, and Roy's eyes were hard. He was pissed. He was supposed to be her husband, and he was making her go into hysterics?

"I don't want to do this anymore…there is no way, we can pull this off. I don't want to lie, I don't want to pretend…" she coughed, wiping her eyes, and choking back another sob. "I had to force myself to say and do everything…Roy I don't love him…I don't love him anymore…I love you! Damnit why do I love you! He's my husband!" she threw herself at him, and he wrapped his arms around her tight.

"Shhh, shh. It's okay. You don't have to do it anymore, you don't have to." He said, his eyes made of steel. "You sure know how to throw a good temper tantrum, sweetheart." Maes chuckled, patting her back. She sniffled, and gave him a slight smile. "Thank you. You all must think I'm a horrible person, cheating on my husband…" she said to the other two people that were standing in the circle.

"Oh honey, we don't blame you. I know your husband by reputation, because my father works for him." A small, sweet looking woman said. "Riza, this is my wife Gracia." Maes said quietly, introducing them. "And this is Jean Havoc, a good friend of ours." Roy said, introducing the other person. "It's nice to meet you." Riza said, already gaining her composure back.

"And today's your birthday, sweetheart, cheer up." Roy said, giving her a smile. "You're right of course." She said, laughing a bit.

But in the back of her mind, she knew she couldn't just divorce Frank. No, that would…that unleash hell upon herself and her new found friends.

A/N: Well...this chapter took a slight turn away from what I wanted, but oh well. Next chapter we'll have Riza's birthday party. OH, and I realize Riza was…a bit dramatic and out of character this chapter, but put yourself in her shoes. Would you be able to NOT cry if YOU were married to Frank Archer? Lol, anyways, leave me a review, tell me what you think.