Chapter 4
"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." Jean leaned up as soon as those words were spoken and wrapped her arms securely around Scott's neck and Scott wrapped his arms tight around her waist and they kissed passionately. The last three months had all boiled down to this one moment, the moment when they could declare their love for each other as eternal. They parted hesitantly and kissed again then turned to face the crowd with clasped hands and raised them above their heads.
"We did it." Scott whispered into Jean's ear.
"We did it." Jean whispered back. They walked back up the aisle that was a white strip of fabric laid across the grassy lawn of the backyard getting cheers from their friends and some of Jean's family. They kissed again when they reached the end of the aisle and were cheered on once more. They began walking off to the boathouse hand in hand. "I can't wait to ditch some of this dress." Jean said beginning to unpin her veil. They arrived at their new house that they had only been living for a short while, but it already felt like home. "Ah, yes." Jean said opening the door, stepping inside, and pulling Scott in behind her never letting go of his hand. She placed her veil on the couch and then removed her small train and draped it next to her veil. "I want a couple minutes." Jean said sitting on another couch and pulling Scott down beside her. "I don't want to go over just yet." Jean sighed and then added, "You look so sexy in this tux." She reached up and loosened his tie then opened his vest and unbuttoned his shirt, pushed it aside, and laid her head on the skin of his chest. He was warm and so soothing; his heart was pounding in her ear. Scott leaned down and kissed the top of her head. "I'm tired."
"Then close your eyes and rest for a while." Jean did.
They didn't make an appearance at the reception until Ororo had come by the boathouse to look for them and found them asleep on the couch. Scott was lying on his back Jean cuddled against him with his arms around her and her head on his heart. Ororo woke them gently and told them they were being missed at the party. The three walked back to the mansion together to where a large white tent dominated almost the whole of the backyard. When the couple arrived they were met and greeted with loud cheers, hugs, and 'where have you been,'s.
Jean couldn't stop smiling. Scott had his arm wrapped securely around her waist his hand on her middle and her head lay on his shoulder. "Scott, I've never seen you so happy." Jean whispered to him.
"I've never felt so happy, and I've never seen you so beautiful. Oh, don't cry." Jean wrapped her arms around him and hid her face in his shoulder. Everything was spinning so fast for them. They sat down at their table and had something to eat then got up to dance. They sat down again fora while for speeches, a few drinks, and then they got up and danced more. Before they knew it they were walking back to the boathouse, very late at night, barefoot along the shore of the lake hand in hand. The water caressed their feet then swept down and swept back up. Jean had pulled the skirt of her dress upalmost to her knees and Scott had rolled up his pant legs. They didn't talk or look at each other; they simply walked in the tide of the water fingers intertwined. Jean would let his go and then twined them again holding tight. They arrived at the boathouse on their own accord and there together they went upstairs and in the few hoursleft until morning they laid in bed together talking in soft whispers and making love.
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