Chapter Four – Nice To Meet You
After Scott had talked with Coronal Eddie Garrard, and they both sat with him in a surprise couple interview that had actually gone rather well, he had told them they would be shipped out to the compound immediately. So after all of their paperwork was checked and they finally met the Coronals approval they were instructed to follow him in their SUV to a secure location, which they did.
Upon pulling up to an old navy base that had a cargo plane ready and waiting, Scott patted a nervous Marie on the knee and gave her a wink with a smile as he got out of the truck and talk to Coronal Garrard who handed Scott the paperwork that held all the information as to when and who Scott was to report to when the got to the compound. Once they were loaded into the plane SUV and all they took off for what would only end up being about a twenty minute flight before they landed at the compound which was literally in the middle of no where.
No outside roads, no train tracks, the only way in to or out was by the airstrip located in the back of the compound. And from what Scott was able to calculate by the flight he was sure that they were in Maryland somewhere between the Distract of Columbia and Pennsylvania. Once they had landed they were given a tour of the compound which consisted of a grocery store, a couple of clothing stores, a few restaurants, a movie theater, a bar, and of course housing for all the soldiers that were there.
Three Weeks Later
Scott looked at the paperwork he had taken home yet his mind was on another subject matter, Marie. They had been here a little over three weeks now, their first night there had been spent in silence but the next day Marie had made him play game of truth, which he later in the evening joked with her about leaving out the benefits of the dares.
For an hour they had quizzed each other on things they wanted to know. Things like favorite colors, foods, and music were reviled and after that they no longer sat in silence when ever they were in one another's company. At first all they talked about was the mission and things related to it, and then all they seem talk about was Jean. How Scott had fallen in love with her at first sight, their first date, how Marie didn't want to like Jean at first because of her crush on Logan, and how Jean ending up being like the big sister she'd never had.
At other times their conversations would occasionally carry over to the time she and Wolverine had spent together although it wasn't very often and she never really said too much about it. It was completely obvious to Scott that Marie had more than a just strange relationship with Logan, even though when she talked about her feelings for him and their time together all she ever referred to it was an affair.
However Scott could see it in her eyes whenever Logan's name was spoken that the pain there was too great for it to have just been a just a casual thing, she had loved him and he had hurt her. But he never pushed her on the subject of Logan, mainly because he didn't want to hear about her being with the man, but also because he knew Logan had hurt her too much for her to just talk about it.
Scott's thoughts faded away quickly when the sound of Maries heels clicking against the steel stairs of their new home caught his attention. He turned his head to look at her coming down the stairs, and just like every other time he had seen the beauty dress up for one occasion or another he was amazed at what he saw. She looked good, she looked too damn good, especially to be walking around in a compound full of single, young, horny men. Even he himself the cool, calm and collected leader was getting excited by just looking at her.
He couldn't take his eyes off of her she was wearing a too tight small white tank top with a very short blue jean pleated skirt that barely covered her ass. This was the most skin he had ever seen her show, even since she had taken "The Cure". Not the he was complaining he had no problem what so ever looking at her flawless procaine skin, tight body, and her very endowed chest.
Needless to say without even a word Marie had captured his full attention, in more ways than one, which had been happening more and more often as of late. Scott ran a hand through his hair, he had to stop doing this, thinking about doing things like hiking up that pathetic excuse for a skirt of hers, lifting her up against their living room wall and taking her then and there. Sure they were married but this was Marie and their marriage was only in name shake and for show to get her into the compound in hopes she could maybe get some information out of the other wives.
No, he had to simply stop lusting after this woman he had come to think of as a friend. Finally with that thought in mind he decided to find out what exactly her reason was to looking so damn delectable to begin with. "You do remember that you married right? Yeah hi, your husband here speaking, dates aren't allowed my dear." He stated playfully.
"Well then it's a good thing I'm going out with my husband tonight and not one of my boyfriends." She replied with a smile and laughter in her eyes. She loved being able to joke around with Scott this way, she loved how he knew just when she was being serious and when she was just screwing around with him. Not only that but that fact the he was comfortable enough with her to act the same way and loosen up a bit made it all that much better.
"Excuse me, what did you say because I don't think I heard you clearly." He pretended not to understand since they had already had this conversation earlier and he thought he had won. He had told Marie there was no way they were going out, that they need to stay in and study the latest papers he had gotten a hold of, and she had simply nodded and went up stairs.
"We… are … going… out." She said slower this time as she waved her between the two of them first pointing at him and then herself.
"No… we … are… not." Scott rebutted copying her same slow speech and finger movement.
"Fine." She said putting her hands on each arm of the chair he was sitting in, bending over slowly and knowingly giving him a good cleavage shot as she come down to look at him face to face. "I'll go alone then, have fun at home and don't wait up because I will be getting home late." With a quick peck of her lips to his forehead she stood and tried to walk away only to have Scott take a firm holds on her right wrist and tug her back.
"I don't think so." He stated as he rose from the chair to stand in front of her meeting her eye with his own. "There is no way in hell I'm letting you go out there, dressed like that, alone." When he finished the statement he almost wished he hadn't said it at all, with the way Marie was looking at him now smirk spread across her face they both knew she had won. With a sigh he let go of her hand and turned to go up stairs and get ready, "Give me ten minutes."
Pulling up the only nightlife at the compound, which was actually named "The Bar" Scott still couldn't believe he had let himself be suckered into coming. But it was too late now they were here so he may as well in enjoy the view of his wife and the wonderful little outfit she had on that had gotten him here in the first place. Walking into the packed place Scott was sure to keep a protective arm around Marie's waist. Already she was being looked and pointed at by some of the young drunk idiots of the male gender. But that problem aside Scott was glad the he had came with her. Hell how could he be any thing but happy when he was holding onto the hottest women in the room. And to be honest he had to admit the Marie had been right about them needed to get out of the house so the she could introduce herself to some of the other wives here in the base and with luck and time maybe get some vital information from them as well.
Once they were at the bar Marie ordered them a couple of beers and as they were being handed their drinks by the bartender, Scott recognized a couple of men who were assigned to the same troop he was making there way over to them.
"You're the newbie in our squad, Summers right?" the tall bald man asked as he extended his hand in a friendly greeting to both Scott and Marie, the shorter man beside him following him in suit.
Scott nodded his head yes as his swallowed a drink and them laid his arm holding his beer across Marie shoulders, "This is my wife, Marie." he replied as he and Marie shook both of the gentlemen's hands. Scott then pulled Marie more firmly to him, all the while trying to convince himself it was just to look more like a newly wedded couple and not just to feel that sweet little curve of her butt pressed against him. But he knew the real truth of it was more because he just loved the feel of the beauty in his arms. God, between Marie, his hormones, alcohol, and having to act like a newly marriage couple in front of all these people tonight was bound to get interesting to say the least.
"I'm Dom, this is Jace. Our wives over there were wondering if maybe the two of you would like to join us?" he said pointing behind him to another bar area wrapping around the dance floor, where two pretty women sat waving them to come over.
"We'd love to." Marie blurted out before Scott had a chance to decline them. And with the invite accepted the man who had introduced himself as Dom, (and looked like a clone of LL Cool J if you asked Marie) turned and headed back in the direction of his wife with his friend in toe leaving Marie and Scott to follow behind them.
Marie pulled herself away from Scott and turned around to look at him with her pleading eyes silently asking him to please be nice. At which he took in a deep breath of submission as he placed his arm back around her waist. Marie smiled at him and gave him a quick peck on his cheek as her way of saying thank you before she started walking with him over to their destination. As soon as they arrived at the table Marie knew that it was going to be easy to become fast friends with these people just by the way they had instantly cleared space for them to join there group.
"Scott, Marie this brat here is my wife Gabby and that annoyance over there is Jace's ball and chain Jenna." Dom stated as he, Jace, Marie, and Scott all took a seat.
"So you two just get in?" Gabby asked not waiting a second to strike up the getting to know you 101 conversation.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that, although we have been here almost a month now." Marie said as a waitress started placing shot's of some blue stuff in front of them.
"A month and you're just now getting out. Oh, you must have kids huh?" Jenna more stated than asked with a sad and depressed look on her face as if having a child was some kind of terminal disease.
"No, No my husband just so happens to be a tightass. You know, all work, no play." Marie said without any hesitation and no hint of humor in her voice, receiving four nervures looks from the people she had just met. Then almost simultaneously they all turned the heads in Scott's direction awaiting his reaction.
"You just going to let her slam you like that, bra?" Jace finally spoke reviling his Hawaiian accent.
"It's the truth… I'm a tightass, a real big one. And she's a bicth who's quite frankly bossier than my boot camp drill sergeant had ever been. Hell the only reason we are married at all is because the sex is great." Scott stated smoothly causing everyone to burst out in laughter, including Marie who nearly choked on the drink of beer she had just taken. And then there it was that smile that he would do just about anything to see. He loved watching her when she was happy like this smiling and laughing with no pain or sadness hiding in her eyes, god he was lucky to have her as his wife even if it all was just pretend.
At some point after six beers, four shots of sex something or another, and a crown and coke Scott had not only realized the he had a damn good buzz going but exactly just how grown up he sweet little innocent wife Marie truly was. He, Dom, and Jace had been left by each of their women a little over an hour ago for the dance floor. And now Scott was debating writher it was the alcohol in his system or the fact that he hadn't been with a women since Jean that were causing him to have his current thoughts about his other half. He was certain one or the other was to blame for the way his eye's had been glued to Marie and how she was moving on the dance floor for the last thirty minutes now.
He was simply entranced by her, the way she was running her fingers through her hair, down her neck, over the sides of her breast, then father still down to her… His mouth went dry and he finally forced himself to look away. Taking his sixth and last beer in his hand he finished it off in one gulp. He had to stop this, sure Marie had agreed to marry him but she had never said any thing about giving him the benefits that came with a normal marriage. In fact the only time the subject had come up was in the truck on their way to the Marine Barracks after their wedding and she hadn't exactly sounded like it was something she was looking forward to. In fact she had pretty much asked him how they were going to get around it. He raked his hand through his hair as he thought about how he had to go home with his little goddess and somehow share a bed with her tonight. God, help him to keep his hands and other body appendages to himself tonight, because at this point he wasn't sure if he was going to be able.
His eyes weren't on her anymore; she could feel the loss of them no longer roaming her body. Marie turned and started to make way off the dance floor to her husband who now was sitting with his back to her. Why he had suddenly lost interest in her she didn't know but that was exactly what she intended on finding out. She had enjoyed capturing his attention, knowing his was taking pleasure in watching the way she moved as she danced. And to be honest she loved it since she herself had taken quite a bit of pleasure in watching him as he striped down to his boxers every night before he got into bed with her. So it was nice to know that maybe just maybe she turned him on the way he had her almost every night for the past month now.
Scott was attractive that much Marie had always known but it wasn't until there first night here at the compound that she realized that he was more than that, he was drop dead gorgeous. She loved looking at him after he got out of the shower, all of the clean cut muscles glistening with water, his hair still wet and messy. Marie tongue ran over her lips as the image of him flashed in her mind as she finally came to stand behind him. God he smelled good like Kenneth Cole Black, she thought as she breathed the sent of him in pressing herself lightly against his back.
Why were they torturing their selves like this, he wanted her at least sexually she could see that by that way he had been watching her, and she sure as hell wanted him. Fuck it, no correction fuck him, he was her husband after all. Who said she couldn't fuck him, and it would be good for there image as a couple, and she wouldn't have to worry about hurting him, because his heart would always belong to Jean the same way hers would always belong to Logan. Her mind made up Marie put each of her hands on his shoulders as leaned into him more firmly while she bent her head and let her lips graze his earlobe. Marie couldn't help but smile when she heard him breath in a deep breath.
What the hell was she thinking, wait she's plastered she isn't thinking at all Scott thought as inhaled deeply. He turned around to face her and took her shoulders in his hands to put a little distance between them before he stated more for his own shake than for hers. "Marie your drunk."
"Yes, I am and your not exactly sober yourself darling." She said with her southern accent even thicker than usual as she leaned in to try and kiss him.
"Which is why you have to stop doing that." Scott said cupping her face with the palm of his hand keeping her lips from his. "You don't know what you're doing right now." He said still talking more to himself rather than the beautiful woman in front of him.
"What you don't want to kiss me?" Marie questioned him as she ran her hands from his shoulders down his chest and around to his ass as she tried to lean in for a second time. This time getting a quick on his lips before he gently pushed her back little, yet again.
"Trust me when I say that's not the problem." Scott managed to get out while reminding himself that even if she was his wife and offering, he couldn't take advantage of her this way.
"Then what is it?" Marie asked pushing closer for the third time now, and placing a few lingering kiss on the side of his neck and jaw line, pausing she placed her lips by his ear nipping his earlobe before she whisper seductively in his ear "Don't you want me Scott?".
"Marie… please…" Scott pleaded in almost a whisper himself, although he was quite sure wither he was begging her to stop or keep at it.
"Ok, ok… fine, I'll stop. But you have to make me a deal. Go out there on the floor with me for one song, and I promise I'll play nice." Marie said in defeat as she took a step back away from him.
"One song?" Scott repeated knowing that this was not a good idea. Yet still what other choices did he have? Take her home like this only to her continue roaming his body with her hand, kissing his neck and…. No, no way he could survive that.
"Yeah, one song a whole three to four minutes of dancing and I'll stop acting like a sluty drunk." She stated with a wicked little smile.
"Your not being a slut Marie, I just think you're too plastered to realize what it is your doing. " Scott confessed with a soft caring voice as he brushed a stand of platinum hair from her face.
"Maybe your right, "Marie started with her eyes locking with his before she continued "Maybe I don't know what I'm starting, but I have a good idea of where I would like it to end up." Taking his hand in hers she drug him into the middle of the dance floor. The song Say Goodbye by Chris Brown started filling the air as Marie took his hands and put them on her hips as she placed one her around his neck and the other around his lower back and pressed her body close to his as they started moving slowly together. She could him against her and she smiled as she leaned more firmly against him.
"Marie..." Scott warned her as she press against him and his rock erection, but of course she didn't stop there she now had her lips back on his neck and one of her hands was brushing the hair at the nape of his neck. She was intoxicating him, screw alcohol Marie made dizzier than it ever could, and he found himself tightening his hold on her hips and melding her body to his. "I shouldn't be doing this." He said as he finally let his own lips kiss the top of her head.
Pulling back just enough to look him in the eyes Marie ran her fingers up and down the side of his neck as she spoke. "Why not, I am your wife after all. And you know what that means don't you?" she paused for a moment letting her lips graze his before completing the rest of her statement. "It means you are allowed to touch me. When ever, where ever, and how ever you want." Finally she had her lips on his and he tasted even better than she could have ever dreamed.
Scott's hand slipped around her neck to draw her forward, while her arms circled his waist to hold on tight. And when their mouths met and melded, in a kiss that was so deeply erotic and highly sensual that they even had a few people watching. Then slowly their tongues entwined in a whirlwind of heat and longing, of desire and anticipate untied in passions sweet need. When his hands went to Marie's buttocks to lift her into his hardness, it was the mere sound of her moan of pleasure that broke the spell. "You realize your not playing fair." Scott whispered to her a little out of breath.
"Funny I wasn't aware that I was playing any games." Marie said as she ran her finger through his hair as she kissed him again.
"Let's go home." Scott was all said had left to say as her lips left his.