Hanging By A Moment

Hanging By A Moment
Chapter 36: Unexpected Guests

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While the party was going strong in the main hall, there were still a few late arrivals that were just joining the celebration. Given that it was such a big event, there were people from all over and plenty of big names. That alone was enough to attract even small time businesses and enterprises from all walks of life and for a young couple just getting ready to join the fun, it was reason enough for them to be here.

“Come on, Vincent. Give it a rest already. It looks fine,” said a beautiful, blonde haired woman dressed in a stunning, elegant white dress that showed off her generous curves in a manner that would have made any heterosexual man stop and look.

“Sorry hun,” said a tall, well built young man with short dark hair, blue eyes, and a handsome face, “I guess I’m just a little anxious. I haven’t worn a suit like this since our wedding day.”

“And you look just as good in it now as you did then, darling,” she told him in response, affectionately snaking her arms around his neck, which seemed help him ease up a bit.

“Glad you seem to think so,” Vincent said with a warm smile as he looked at his beautiful wife in her stunning white dress, “But I doubt I can come anywhere close to what I’m looking at now.”

“Even at parties, you’re still the sweet charmer I married. And don’t worry…This will be fun. Not only will we get a chance to solidify a nice new business relationship with the orphanage, but we’ll also get a chance to attend a big party.”

“Yeah, I know this is important to you, the company, and all the kids back home,” he told her, still trying to fix the collar on his shirt, which his wife was now helping him with, “It’s just that…I don’t know if I’d fit in with a crowd like this. I mean some of these names are people I’ve seen in the news. And me…I’m just an orphan boy from Canada.”

“But you’re a nice, kind, not to mention damn sexy orphan boy from Canada…One who went from practically nothing to the head of one of the fastest growing non-profit child care companies in the country,” argued the beautiful woman as she smiled back at her strong, humble lover, “That says a lot about the man you are, Vincent. And big names or not, you’re still the absolute biggest here in my eyes.”

“Coming from you, that’s all I need. I guess I’m just feeling a bit out of place here. Not to mention, I keep worrying about Jack.”

“Yes…I know you feel about that,” said the beautiful woman as she finished adjusting his collar.

“It’s just…I haven’t been away from our son longer than a few hours since the day he was born,” said the young man, his thoughts and concerns still holding strong on his little baby boy back home.

“I know…Neither have I,” said the beautiful woman, who also hadn’t stopped thinking about her son in many ways since they left for this party, “But don’t worry…You know baby Jack is in the best of hands. Besides, Mary and Benny have been practically begging us to give them a chance at being Godparents.”

“Yeah, I just…Maybe I should give them one last call before we head in and lose track of time,” thought Vincent, wanting to hear his baby’s voice one last time just to be sure.

“Vincent…You called them five minutes ago. Just relax a bit…Try to enjoy this little excursion. I know you need it…And you know you need it for that matter.”

“Yeah…I won’t argue that,” said Vincent with a sigh as he finally looked satisfied with his appearance.

“Then let’s go my darling,” said the beautiful blonde haired woman as she took her husband’s arm and led him into the main hall, “Let’s go leave our mark here in Bayville for all the kiddies back at the orphanage. Just promise me you’ll try to unwind a bit from it all.”

“Don’t worry…I promise I’ll be a good boy,” he said in a more playful tone.

“That’s my hubby. And if you stay true to that promise…I’ll give you a little reward later on tonight.”

Knowing what she meant by that, Vincent simply smiled back at the beautiful woman that was his wife. How he got so lucky to have a woman like her was still beyond him. This woman could probably have had anybody else she wanted…Yet she fell in love with him…And wanted only him…As a lover, a husband, and a father to their beautiful son.

“You never cease to amaze me, Emma Frost,” he said as he placed an affectionate kiss upon her cheek.

“You know me, darling. That’s why I’m Mrs. Vincent Freeman.”

And with that, Emma Frost and Vincent Freeman entered the main hall where the party just getting warmed up. There was music playing, people dancing, and lots of food to go around…Not at all ones typical fancy party. Nevertheless, the young married couple soaked up the atmosphere and made their way over to Professor Charles Xavier…The man who had invited them to attend as a way to seal a very big deal between the many charities their company headed and his prestigious academy.

It took a while for them to get close to the wheel chair bound man, but once they got there, Professor Xavier eagerly shook their hands, helping to solidify what he hoped would be one of many deals between their company and his. It was a moment that caused many cameras to go off, which drew the attention of many…Yet for some, the sight of the two newcomers was definitely a bit more shocking than anybody could have though.

“Oh…My…God,” said Scott Summers, who was taking a break with Jean from the dancing.

“What is it Scott?” asked Jean, quickly growing worried at the sudden shift in his expression.

“I don’t believe it…” he said, not believing his eyes, “After over three years…”

“Scott!” said Jean, snapping her boyfriend out of his little daze, growing increasingly concerned, “What is it? Is something wrong?”

“No, it’s just…” he began, still shaking his head in disbelief, “It’s her…She’s here. She’s really here.”

“She? She who? Who’s here?”

“My ex-girlfriend…Emma Frost.”

“Emma Frost? Here?” exclaimed Jean, looking over towards where he was staring, “Your ex-girlfriend is here?”

“Yeah…I know,” said Scott, almost laughing a bit at what he was seeing now that the shock had worn off, “First your ex shows up…Now mine is here. Man…What are the odds?”

Jean felt a little strange now that not only was her ex-boyfriend here…But her lover’s ex had also shown up as well. Already, this night had definitely had a few surprises and this startling new development was no exception. Looking back at the beautiful blonde in the sexy white dress huddling close to a tall, handsome young man, Jean wasn’t sure what to think. Scott didn’t seem to go into fits of dread like she did when Warren showed up, but then again, from the stories he had told her about Emma, they had a somewhat more stable relationship, even if it was a bit mismatched. But the more she looked at the young woman that had once dated her lover, the more intrigued she felt.

“So it’s really her?” said Jean, now sharing Scott’s surprise as they stayed back near the buffet tables and kept watching from afar.

“Yep…The one and only,” affirmed Scott with another slight chuckle, who still couldn’t get over the irony of the situation.

“Well…” said Jean, not knowing how to response, “I guess you weren’t kidding when you said she was built like a porn star. I mean look at her. Did you really used to date her?”

“Yeah, I know…It’s seems wild,” he said as he watched Emma and her husband, Vincent, shake a few hands with some of the big names like Tony Stark and Matt Murdoc, “But that’s the woman I used to date…That’s the woman I spent the latter part of my high school years with before she broke up with me and I joined the marines.”

Jean, still finding it hard to believe that something like this would come up at this party, actually found herself laughing as well. She didn’t know why, but it all seemed kind of funny to her when she thought about it. First her ex shows up and she nearly goes into a panic attack…Now Scott’s ex shows up and he’s just laughing. It almost made her feel sheepish for feeling so concerned earlier, but this was still something truly beyond her. It was as if this party was a magnet for past and present moments that had all shaped their lives in some form or another…And this was just another one that had come so unexpectedly and out of the blue.

Yet while Scott and Jean were still trying to process it, Vince and Emma had just finished shaking hands with Matt Murdoc and his wife, Elektra, and getting a few photos for posterity. They were now turning towards the buffet tables, but it was there when the all too familiar sight that had gone unseen for over three years caught the eyes of Emma Frost. At first it took a moment for her memory to catch up with her mind…Then when she took a closer look and finally realized who it was she was looking at, her eyes widened and gasped as the shock finally came over her.

“Oh my God…” she said, covering her mouth in disbelief as she saw a familiar figure she hadn’t seen in over three years through the crowd.

“Emma?” said Vincent, her tone quickly catching his attention, “Hun, what’s wrong?”

Emma didn’t respond at first, for it took a moment for her mind to process this. She hadn’t come here expecting to see him of all people. It had been three years and he hadn’t even heard from him in all that time. And seeing him again was just a shock to the system for the young woman who thought she had been so used to surprises.

“Emma?” said Vincent again, growing a little worried.

“I don’t believe it…It IS him!

“Him?” he asked, looking over towards where she was staring, “Him who?”

“Um…” she began, now feeling a little awkward, “Remember that guy I was dating back when I met you?”

“Uh…Yeah, I think so,” said Vincent, searching his memory banks, “It was that guy…Scott something, wasn’t it?”

“Scott Summers…It was Scott Summers. And he’s here at this party…Standing right over there.”

Vincent looked over at the vaguely familiar young man standing over at the tables and eventually, he finally recognized him…Thanks largely to his photographic memory. The memory of when he first met Emma was a memory that stuck out in his head more than just about all others…For it was a memory he had treasured ever since. Yet now that he remembered it…He was aware that when they first met, Emma had already been involved with another guy for nearly a year when they first hooked up. She had talked about him before…But not for quite some time. And that had all changed now…For at a most unexpected time in a most unexpected place, he was right there in front of them.

“You mean to tell me that we’re here at a party with one of your ex-boyfriends?” said Vincent as the shock began to wear off for her.

“Yep…” she said simply as she let out a slight laugh and shook her head in amazement, “That’s him…The one and only.”

“You don’t sound too anxious about it.”

“Well…To be fair, Scott was nothing like some of my other boyfriends. He was one of my most serious relationships. He was the only man who treated me halfway decent up until I met you.”

“Somehow I think there’s a ‘but’ coming…” said Vincent with a smirk.

“Hmm…You know me too well, hun,” said Emma with a wry smile, “But yeah…You’re right. The ‘but’ is that I broke up with him in a…Rather unusual way.”

“Did you fight?” he asked, going the most logical route since that’s how she told him most of her relationships ended anyhow.

“That’s the thing…It didn’t end with a fight…For once. It ended with me thanking him…And leaving him hanging out to dry while I pretty much focused all my attention on you afterwards.”

“You thanked him?” said Vincent in a shocked tone, finding that rather unusual for any relationship of any kind.

“Yeah…I know. He was the only guy I parted with on good terms…But honestly, I always kind of felt bad about it. I mean…I just walked out on him so unexpectedly and didn’t really give him a chance to process it. After that, things got serious with me and you…And the rest is history.”

Upon hearing that, Vincent also found himself laughing a bit as he shook his head in amazement at what she had told him. He hadn’t been sure what to expect upon coming to this party…But this was certainly something neither of them could have anticipated. And Emma being the woman she was…She just had to make the best of it in any way she could think of.

“Come on…Let’s go over there and say hi!” said the blonde woman as she took her husband’s arm and began dragging him over towards the buffet tables.

“What?” said Vincent, once again surprised by his wife’s actions, “Go over there? But…”

“Oh don’t worry darling. You know me…When an opportunity comes along, I just have to take it.”

Not arguing that point, Vincent just followed along as he so often did on the ride that was Emma Frost. She always had a knack for making things interesting and this was certainly no exception. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but knowing his wife…It was sure to be an interesting experience.

Over with Scott and Jean, it quickly became clear to them that Emma and Vincent had recognized them as well and were now heading right towards them. At first, Jean began to worry since this was Scott’s ex they were talking about. But for some reason, he didn’t seem too anxious or worried about it. In fact, he was still smiling a bit. Once the shock had worn off, it just didn’t seem as big a deal to him…Yet still, Jean was concerned given the reaction an appearance from her ex had brought.

“Scott…Uh, Scott?” said Jean as she began tugging on her lover’s arm, “They’re coming right over here…Do you want to…”

“It’s okay Jean…” assured Scott, cutting her off before she said another word, “Trust me…Let them come. I haven’t seen either of them in over three years. Might as well be polite and say hi…”

“Say hi?” said Jean, looking back at him with a bewildered expression, “But isn’t she…Like, your ex?”

“So? What’s your point?”

Jean just looked back at him as if he had worms coming out of his ears, but near as she could tell…He was being dead serious, if not a little playful. And since she was a woman who had experienced many harsh breakups, she was just used to avoiding ex lovers at all costs. However, that was not the case with Scott it seemed. Even though he had told her plenty about Emma Frost, she had no idea he would react like this to seeing her again. And all she could do is wait and watch as she and the tall, dark haired man came over and greeted them.

“Well, well, well…” said Emma as she approached the man she had once dated, “It is you, isn’t it? Three years since our last encounter…And here you are.”

“Hey Emma…” said Scott, smiling at the greeting that could only come from the likes of Emma Frost, “Nice to see you too…It’s been a while.”

“It most certainly has. I mean look at you…You’re even beefier than I remember. Has it really been this long?”

“By my count it has,” he responded as he turned to Jean, who was more or less in a state of shock upon hearing how her boyfriend interacted with his ex.

“And it seems you also brought a date as well,” said Emma as she took in the sight of the redheaded woman standing close besides him.

“Indeed I have…” said Scott as he took Jean’s hand and introduced her, “This is my girlfriend…Jean Grey. And Jean…As you’ve probably guessed…This is my ex girlfriend, Emma Frost.”

“Uh…Hi,” she said, managing a weary smile, but still feeling a bit awkward shaking hands with her boyfriend’s ex.

“Glad to meet you,” she said as she shook the redhead’s hand, “But a few things have changed since the last time we spoke…It’s Emma Freeman now. You remember my husband, Vincent?”

“Ah…Yes, I should have known,” said Scott in a sheepish tone.

“It happens…” said Vincent as he extended his hand to Scott, who accepted the gesture.

“So what brings you two to Bayville?” asked Scott, keeping things going and not skipping a beat.

“Business,” answered Emma, “The Xavier Academy and our child care company recently closed a major deal so now we sponsor his school while he provides education opportunities for some of the children in our organization. And to celebrate…We got invites to this little shindig he’s throwing. What about you? How did you end up here at the exact same place at the exact same time as me?”

“Well, I’m a student here,” said Scott, feeling as though it wasn’t as glamorous as having done business with Xavier.

“Oh, so you mean to tell me that you now attend this oh so big university that’s quickly becoming one of the most prestigious schools in the country?” said Emma, not sounding too surprised, “How did you manage that?”

“It’s…A long story,” said Scott with a smile, knowing this night just got a bit more interesting.

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While Scott and Jean continued to mingle with Vince and Emma in a rather unusual reunion of ex lovers, their attention was quickly diverted from that of Betsy and Warren…Who were still going strong as they talked the night away, quickly losing track of time.

Betsy hadn’t expected to lose herself in this man so quickly since this was still her best friend’s ex boyfriend…But the more she talked to him, the more she forgot about that. Warren also didn’t seem to mind that he was talking to his ex girlfriend’s best friend…Something he probably would have avoided under any other circumstance, but that just didn’t seem to hold with this woman. He had come to this party expecting to be lost and bored out of his mined…But here he was talking to a nice, witty, sassy, not to mention very beautiful young woman who he was growing interested in the more he talked to her.

“Oh my God!” she laughed upon hearing some of the stories Warren had told her about the prep school he had just transferred out of, “How in the hell did you survive at a place like that? I thought fascism was supposed to be dead in this country?”

“Yeah, I know…That’s prep school for you,” said Warren with a chuckle, not believing that he was actually laughing about this with this girl, but he was just having too nice a time with her, “The curfews weren’t too bad…If you know which of the campus police take it seriously and which who just don’t give a fuck. And…Well, a little bribe never hurts.”

“Oh, so I take it you took managed to slip under the radar on a few occasions,” said the purple haired Brit in response, finding somewhat of a bad boy allure to that.

“Only a few? Come on…It’s New York City! How can they expect us to stay in a cramped dorm the whole time and not go out there and live it up in the greatest city in the world?”

“I see…So you’re a bit of a troublemaker?” she said with a suggestive grin.

“Well…I wouldn’t go so far as to call it troublemaking,” quipped Warren with a coy expression, “Let’s just say…I like to have fun. And that prep school just couldn’t change that.”

“And now you’re here…” said Betsy, finding that thought more and more appealing with each minute her conversation with this man continued.

“Yep! My folks finally caved and now I have a chance to live it up in a place that doesn’t condemn late night clubbing!”

“Oh I think you’re going to fit in here just fine, luv…” said Betsy, who couldn’t believe that after all the things Jean had told her about Warren, she never got a chance to see this side of him, “Just stick with me, Warren…Once you get a taste of the Bayville night scene…You’ll wonder how you ever lived without it.”

“I’ll take your word for it,” said Warren, who liked the idea of going out and partying with this woman that clearly shared his tastes for thrills, “You’ll find that sometimes I like to be a bit…Dominated.”

There was definitely a subtle undertone to his words and that only seemed to further encourage Betsy as a slow smile spread across her face. All the sudden, wild images of him tied up with her in a fun little game of sexual exploration began dancing across her mind. Warren was already a very handsome man who seemed quite fit to go the distance both in and out of the bedroom and the more she talked to him, the more enticed by him she became as she suddenly found herself moving in closer to the strong, blonde haired man who now had her undivided attention.

“Mmm…I guess that means you know how to be a good boy as well,” said Betsy in a deep, sultry tone.

“Well…I like to keep things balanced,” said Warren, who couldn’t help but smile at her suggestive expressiveness.

“Yeah…Balance is good,” she said, increasingly losing herself as she snaked her arms around his neck.

“Uh…Betsy?” he said, not knowing what she was doing.

“Warren…Dance with me…”

Initially, Warren had expected to hear something else…But that only seemed to further entice him as their interaction became almost like a game of sorts. And the more he went along with her…The more enticed he became. And from the looks of it…He had ever intention of staying the course with this woman…For it was definitely leading somewhere he had never gone before.

“Dance? Sure…Just lead the way, Betsy,” he said with a grin as he snaked his arms around her waist as she led him over to the dance floor.

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The party continued to onward as more people went out on the dance floor to soak up the environment. For Scott and Jean, however, they remained on the fringes and continued to converse with Vincent and Emma. And much to Jean’s surprise, neither Scott nor Emma had all that much animosity towards one another even though they were ex lovers. She knew their breakup had been unusual, but it didn’t seem to dampen their friendship…Which was very strange when it came to old relationships in her opinion, but it was still many times preferable to the kind of crap she went through with some of her ex boyfriends.

For the most part, they spent time catching up since they hadn’t seen each other in over three years. And much to Jean’s surprise, Emma wasn’t all that bad. She was a genuinely nice person to talk to. She was witty, smart, sassy, and knew how to carry herself in a conversation. Vincent held many similar qualities and kept up every step of the way, not skipping a beat. Not only did he bear the tall, dark, and handsome aspect to his demeanor, but he knew how to balance himself out with a decent personality and a good sense of humor.

After a good long while of catching up, the group separated as Jean and Emma went over to get some drinks while Scott and Vincent chose to stay around some of the main course meals that were now being served. Jean still found it a bit awkward at first being in the presence of a woman that used to be so involved with her boyfriend, but Emma didn’t seem to have any problems with it and actually grew to like Jean and her charisma once she finally began to ease into the situation. It took a minute or two for the two women to break the ice, but once they got going, it was pretty easy for them as they stood back, had a few drinks, and reminisced about whatever came to mind.

“So Jean…You’re the lucky gal who’s now dating Scott Summers?” stated Emma as she and Jean stood near one of the open bar areas.

“Yep!” said Jean proudly as she smiled and took a sip of her drink, “For nine months now…And it’s been a hell of a ride.”

“Yeah, I believe that completely. Scott’s a great guy…One of the few genuinely nice guys that I was involved with up until I met Vincent.”

“Yeah…There really aren’t enough decent men in the world today,” made Jean as she relaxed up against the table.

“Totally, darling. For anyone who’s even remotely played the field…It’s pretty much a dead giveaway that a good man is harder to find than an honest politician. And my philosophy is that sometimes you have to dig through a lot of dirt in order to find buried treasure.”

“Don’t I know it…” said Jean, rolling her eyes at the memories such words brought up, “And I take it you’ve been down that road before.”

“Oh don’t get me started darling. When you look like I do…You tend to attract a lot of jerks who really only want one thing and one thing only. Now don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love sex…Just ask my husband. But some of the guys I had to go through to get a decent lay were just…”

Emma tried to find a word, but only managed to get out a frustrated grunt, since her romantic history was often plagued with such complications.

“Yeah, I know…Believe me, I know,” said Jean, understanding what she was trying to say, “I’ve been through some real slime in my adult life. Hell, at one point I practically gave up on relationships and stuck only to sex because that’s all men seemed to be good for.”

“And I probably would have gone down the same road too if my luck had continued,” said Emma as she took another sip of her drink, “I don’t know what it is about looks that seem to make me attracted to the alpha losers of the male crowd, but I got into some pretty bad relationships because of it.”

“Really? How bad was it?” asked Jean curiously, who had some idea of what it was like given past boyfriends like Duncan Mathews and Cash Cole.

Emma took a moment to formulate the right words since it was kind of a sore subject for her that she seldom liked to revisit, but given that Jean seemed to be in the same boat as her when it came to looks, relationships, and views, she felt that if anybody could understand, it was her.

“Bad as in…A little abusive,” she said, choosing not to go into any real details.

“Oh…” said Jean, nodding instantly and knowing what she was implying, “Don’t worry…You don’t have to say another word. Believe me, I understand.”

“But then again, I guess that’s why men have ball. It gives you something to kick when they become too unruly.”

“Definitely!” said Jean as the two women let out a round of laughter and tapped their glasses in an ode to the memories of how they laid out the lousy men who had complicated their lives.

“I just don’t get it sometimes…” said Emma as the laughter died down, “It seems as though the best men are the ones nobody notices. I remember I used to date this one guy, Sebastian Shaw, who every girl wanted because he was rich and handsome, but I later found out the hard way that he was a real asshole who thought women were just pieces of meat and I was no different.”

“Yuck…Sounds like my first boyfriend,” commented Jean.

“Was he rich?”

“Worse…Star quarterback,” said Jean with a wry smile.

“Oh…You have my sympathies darling,” said Emma, letting out another round of laughter.

The two women continued to talk about this and that and Jean was surprised to find that she and Emma had many similar views. They were both from an upper class background, but the viewed the elite of the world in a very cynical sense and were somewhat the rebels of their families. They seemed to share tastes in simpler things like good friends, comfortable surroundings, and a healthy appetite for sex. While Emma’s tastes were a bit richer compared to hers, it wasn’t to the point of being overbearing. They also shared many similar experiences when it came to men and past relationships…And this is where Jean’s curiosity grew as some of the things Scott had told her about Emma came to mind.

“Sounds like you’ve played the field, Emma…” said Jean as they finished their drinks and set them off to the side for a moment, “I take it Scott fits into this category as well.”

“Oh hell no!” said Emma in a quick response, “Scott was way different compared to the kind of shit I had to deal with when it came to relationships. It would be a crime against passion to put him in the same category as ex boyfriends like Shaw and Leland.”

“Then…Where does he fit into your life? Scott’s told me a bit about you and the relationship you two had and it sounded pretty significant for all it’s little quirks.”

“Well it certainly was something…I’ll give it that,” said Emma, laughing somewhat at the memory, “Like I said earlier, Scott was the first decent guy I got involved with who actually liked me for more than just my body. You see, I went to a private school before my folks moved to Buffalo and that place was practically a breeding ground for shitty men. Hell, the only good thing about that place was that those uniforms with the skirts were easy to get off so a guy could fuck you with ease in between classes.”

Jean’s eyes widened a bit at that as she covered her mouth to conceal her laughter, but Emma didn’t seem to mind.

“Oh the lengths private schools go to in order to keep students ‘pure,’” said Jean, still laughing a bit at what Emma just said.

“Hey, they had to make up for the crappy men some way. But I was glad to leave that place…It just wasn’t me. You see…That place kind of left that cynical mentality on me and by the time I went to public school, I continued to see men in that same light. And for the most part, I was proven right when I hooked up with some of the guys there were just as pig headed and horny as the guys at my old school. But through this maze of slime…There was one guy who was different…One guy who actually managed to put a dent in my old theories about the opposite sex.”

“Yep…Sounds like Scott Summers alright,” said Jean, knowing only he could have an impact on somebody like that.

“No argument here, darling. At first I thought he just looked like a good fuck…But after I got to know him a bit, I found a genuinely nice person that was worth getting to know. He was the first guy interested in more than just my body…Sure, he liked it…But he liked other things about me to. I was actually able to hold down a decent relationship with him for a good long while and I learned a lot about the true nature of men. I guess it’s safe to say that he gave me hope for the opposite sex…More so than anybody I had ever met before.”

“Hmm…So what happened?” asked Jean, knowing this was probably the point where it turned sour.

Emma just let out a sigh as she remembered some of the complicated things that tore her and Scott apart through the course of their nearly year long relationship back in high school.

“A lot of things, actually…” said Emma as the memories played out in her head, “As nice as things were between us…We just weren’t that compatible. There was a spark between us…But it fizzled. We liked each other…Don’t think we didn’t…But we just had a lot of communications problems. And that led to countless petty squabbles that just added up over time and began to wear at our relationship. There were things like his past that he wouldn’t tell me about and I had issues with my family that he kept pestering me about. I guess in the end, we just couldn’t open up to one another. I’d say one thing, he’d interpret it in the wrong way…He’d say something else, and I wouldn’t take it seriously enough…It was pretty much destined to fall apart.”

“I see…” said Jean, now thinking it made a lot more sense now that he had heard from both sides, “But what about that breakup? Scott always told me that wasn’t exactly typical…”

Emma couldn’t help but laugh again, for that part of her relationship with Scott always seemed to stick out to anybody who knew about it. And even though she still harbored a bit of guilt about it, the memory of how it happened would always hang strongly in her mind.

“Oh trust me, darling…It wasn’t.”

“Well what exactly happened?” asked Jean, having been curious about this for a good long while.

“Well…You see, this is where Vincent came into my life,” said Emma as a smile spread across her face, “I’ll never forget it no matter how long I live…But the day I saw this man…The day I first laid eyes on those beautiful blue eyes of his…Everything changed…My whole world changed.”

“Sounds pretty significant…” said Jean, who couldn’t help but notice a few parallels between that and the moment she first met Scott that fateful night.

“Oh it was…It really was,” said Emma as her tone grew almost dreamy in a sense, “You see, he came about when Scott and I were going downhill and I wasn’t sure what I was going to do with my life with school ending and a major relationship on the decline. He was with a charity from the orphanage where he grew up and he came to my school one day with a fundraiser. And once I saw him…Once I began talking to him…Something happened between us that I’m still trying to process to this day. I mean…The way was first met…The way we began talking to one another…It was just out of this world. He was so smart, kind, witty, sensitive, and understanding that I just…I couldn’t help but fall in love with him. At first I denied it, but it was just too big to ignore. Scott showed me that there was hope for love…That it was possible for something to happen between two people that went beyond merely attraction and extended to something so much more meaningful. I knew things between me and Scott were over…But it was because of him I was able to find what I needed to find within myself to embrace true love when it finally came along…”

“So when you broke up with him…You thanked him because of that?” concluded Jean, still finding it very unorthodox, yet understood it a little better now.

“Yes…And although I know it seems strange, I meant every word of it. Scott really did give me something I never thought I’d have. He gave me faith in true love…And when I met Vincent, I knew that was it…He was the man who I was going to spend the rest of my life with.”

“Wow…” said Jean, not able to think of any other way to describe such a story, “That’s pretty amazing.”

“Yeah…I know,” said Emma in a distant tone as she looked down at her wedding ring, “In a ways, I’m still trying to process it…But it truly is the best thing that ever happened to me and now, I couldn’t be happier.”

Jean simply looked back at the blonde haired woman in amazement as she thought a bit about her story. Scott hadn’t been lying when he said it was complicated, but now that she knew both sides of it, she finally understood the big picture. Even though she only started believing in true love after having been with Scott, hearing Emma’s story helped put love in a new perspective…For it could truly lead to a sense of happiness the likes of which she never could have imagined. And Emma Freeman was living proof of that.

“We were married just six months after I graduated…” she went on to say with a wide smile, “Oh I’ll never forget how he proposed to me. He was so nervous that he was practically shaking and by the time he got down on one knee, I was shaking as well. But when it was all over, I became Mrs. Emma Freeman…And to this day I feel it was the best decision of my life.”

“Yeah, I can tell…” said Jean with a slight laugh as she saw the glowing expression on her face, “It sounds like it was a hell of a wedding…”

“Oh it was…It felt like something right out of a fairy tale…But the honeymoon was even better!”

“Oh, this I have to hear…” said Jean with a wry smile as she clamored for all the juicy details.

“And you shall darling…” said Emma with a grin as the smile on her face grew wider upon remembering that truly wonderful time that she knew she would treasure forever.

***Flashback***

The newly dubbed Vincent and Emma Freeman stumbled into the honeymoon suite of their affluent hotel located on the pristine beaches of the Bahamas. Vincent was giving his new bride a piggyback ride as they entered their luxurious suite that Emma had set aside a hefty amount of money for. They had only arrived several hours ago around noon and had spent the first part of their little trip relaxing on the beach, soaking up the warm weather, and sharing all the romantic moments that newly married couples share on their honeymoon.

But now, the sun had set and the night was upon them. Their passions were running high as the power of their emotions, feelings, and desires seemed to culminate in a very special moment between two lovers. Less than a year ago, they had first laid eyes on each other…Now they were married. It had been such an amazing ride, but for Vincent and Emma Freeman, it was a ride that was still ongoing and they intended to see it through until the end of their days.

“Wow…What a day,” said Vincent as they shut the door to their suite behind them and Emma got off his back.

“I’ll say…” replied the beautiful blonde as Vincent turned to face her as she snaked her arms around his neck, “These past few days have just been so wonderful, Vince…I can honestly say I’ve never been so happy before in my life.”

“I know…Me neither,” said Vincent with a smile as he wrapped his arms around his beautiful wife’s waist and drew her into a deep kiss.

It was still so amazing to think that this beautiful woman who could have had any man she wanted in the world had fallen in love with him of all people. He was just an orphan from Canada…She was a rich gal from Massachusetts. But still…Something had formed between them that went beyond mere attraction…And they shared a connection that went beyond mere words. It had proven so strong that they both knew this was it…This was the one. This was true love in all it’s splendor and because of that, they were now married and bound till death did they part. And it was a bond that they intended to solidify on this momentous night.

“Mmm…Vincent,” she gasped as she felt their kissing grow more passionate, “My love…Take me.”

Her emotions, needs, and desires craved for the touch of her lover as she felt his tongue wrestle with hers. Vincent could feel the passion within her as her sexy, voluptuous body seemed to communicate her powerful craving to be with him…To make love…To be one for the first time as a married couple. And as her husband it was now his job to make sure she was always satisfied…And it was a task he looked forward to fulfilling for many years to come.

“Mmm…Emma,” moaned Vincent as his grip on her hips grew more firm as he felt the intoxicating warmth of her body so close to his, sending his body and emotions to new heights of passion.

Then, with the impressive strength he had thanks to years of martial arts training, he lifted up his new wife by the hips and carried her into their beautiful honeymoon bedroom suite. Upon feeling the strength of his powerful body upon her, Emma stepped up the intensity of her kissing as she wrapped her legs around his waist for support, holding on tightly to the warmth and comfort that only he could offer her.

Once they were in their room, their desires took over as Vincent made quick work of his light, button up shirt and Emma removed her sexy, white halter top, leaving her large, impressive breasts only concealed by a sexy white bra she had bought just for this momentous occasion.

“Oh God…” gasped Vincent as he quickly began to run his powerful hands around the newly exposed flesh, “Emma…My wife…So beautiful.”

Emma Frost had always been a very sexual woman, but whenever this man’s hands touched her, it brought out a level of intimacy that no other experience could. His hands slowly ran down her waist, tracing the curves of her sexy body along the way and trailing kisses down her impressive cleavage. This sent her into a sexual frenzy the likes of which she had never felt before…For this would be their first time as Vincent and Emma Freeman…And she wanted to savor this moment for the rest of her life.

“Vincent…Please…I want you.”

As his hands and lips continued to trail down her exposed skin, Emma also began to eagerly rub the sexy upper body of her new husband. As a young man who knew how to stay and shape and practiced martial arts…Vincent was definitely a man of good looks. He had an aura of great sensuality about him and only through Emma did this sensuality seem to surface in a way nothing short of astonishing.

Then, as he felt her hands gently trace patterns along the tattoo he had over his chest that he got from his martial arts teacher, his passions began to more fully consume him as he eagerly undid the clasp of Emma’s bra and swiftly removed it…Finally exposing the large cleavage that so many people though couldn’t be real. However, Vincent knew it was real…And real or not, such a beautiful sight sent him into a trance as he began to eagerly rub and caress them in his hands.

“Mmm…Oh God, Vincent…That’s it…That’s it,” she said with a warm smile as she felt small shots of delight fill her body.

His soft, yet powerful hands knew how to tease her breasts in a way no one else could and such warm, blissful sensations sent the young woman into a fury of sexual energy as she let her wild passions take over.

With his hands still on her breasts and his lips still trailing down her cleavage, Emma felt the need to shed more of her increasingly uncomfortable clothing, swiftly undoing the sexy, low riding jean shorts she had been wearing. Her body swayed in a show of sensual passion as she skillfully wiggled out of the shorts, as if to help further arouse Vincent as he seemed drunk of erotic foreplay. Now she was only in a very revealing white thong, leaving so little left between them…Yet still, they relished in this erotic show of enticement.

Then, as Vince trailed his lips back up to her face and slid his hands downward, firmly grasping her waist and sensually touching the exposed part of her sexy butt, Emma could no longer contain her hunger…She had to have this man who she had vowed to honor and cherish for the rest of her life.

“Vincent…” she said in a deep, sensual tone as her hands moved down his rough, six pack abs and to his pants where a large bulge had already formed, “Please…Don’t let me have all the foreplay…Give me a chance to return the favor.”

A very sexy grin then formed upon the young woman’s face as she captured his lips with his and began trailing them downward, falling onto her knees as she firmly grasped his pants. Vincent let out a soft moan as he let her do what he knew she wanted to do and helped her remove his pants even though his large erection made that a little tricky. But once his pants were down and his erection was freed, Emma eagerly took his hard member in her hands and began eagerly stroking it.

“Mmm…You like that…Don’t you, my love?” she said sensually as she looked up at her now completely naked husband as the expression of his face turned to one of ecstasy.

“Oh Emma…” he managed to get out, for he couldn’t seem to form any other words.

Emma took that as a good sign as she smiled and teased his hard cock with her hands, lightly kissing the tip with her lips in preparation to take in. She knew Vincent loved to be teased and enticed and that was a skill she loved to indulge in. She loved hearing his soft moans as he felt her sensual hands on his cock, but this was just a prelude and Emma didn’t waist any time taking it to the next step.

In one swift, fluid motion she took the length of his exceptionally sizable cock into her mouth and eagerly began to lick and suck it to her content. Immediately, Vincent reacted with a series of louder moans, but that only seemed to encourage the busty blonde as she used her hands to help aid her oral teasing, licking and stroking him into a world of pleasure. She took him in as far as it could go, showing off her deep throating abilities and relishing in the savory taste she so eagerly delighted in.

While her head continued to bob back and forth along the length of his hard cock, Vincent held onto her head, guiding her along the way and running his hands through her silky, shining blonde hair. His moans turned to gasps as he felt the sheer intensity of her sexual energy pouring out onto him as she sucked him off, going at it with increasing rigor until he felt the rush of an orgasm coming on strong.

“Emma…Emma I’m going to…I’m going to cum!” he gasped, struggling to speak through the shots of pleasure that flooded his mind.

“Then cum Vincent…” she told him as she removed his cock from her mouth and began running her hand up and down his length, “Let it all out…Let it cum.”

Then, to further aid him towards his climax, Emma used her large breasts to squeeze and entice his cock in hard tit fuck. Using her hands to form a tight hold around his erect penis, Emma moved her body up and down, sliding his cock between her breasts as he was driving closer and closer to his climax. And after a few frenzied movements, Vincent was unable to hold it in anymore and unleashed his climax onto his wife.

“Ohhhhhh Emma…” he moaned as he felt his cock throb as a burst of semen shot out and covered his lover’s face and tits in the thick, milky fluid.

Emma licked and rubbed the warm liquid all over her upper body as she gave her lover a moment to catch his breath and recover from the intensity of his climax. The look on his face was one of great pleasure and euphoria and as she rose to her feet and captured his lips again, she feel so many of his emotions pouring off onto her in a plethora of love and sex.

“Mmm…Did you like that love?” she said to him with a warm, sexy smile as some of his semen still resided on her naked skin.

“You know I did…But now, my beautiful wife…I think it’s time I return the favor.”

Then, as his still burgeoning sexual energy took hold, he took his sexy wife in a firm embrace and laid her out upon the large, king sized bed of their honeymoon suite. Emma didn’t resist in the slightest, simply letting her lover take hold of her and please her in the way only he could.

Once she was flat on her back on the bed, Vincent wasted no time in trailing his lips down her sexy, voluptuous body…Once again revisiting her large breasts, which still had some of his cum on her, and moving downward past her toned abs and onto the only remaining garment separating them. Her white thong had become soaked with her juices, for her throbbing desires had grown so great that it was hard, if not impossible, for her to contain them. The skimpy piece of cloth was not too much of a burden and Vincent eagerly slid it down her sexy legs, exposing to him her wet, throbbing pussy.

Her want and desire was so clearly evident…Her warm, glistening juices had consumed the outer area of her vagina and labia, causing the perfectly shaped patch of pubic hair to glow somewhat in the dim light. Her body was crying for sexual fulfillment…Almost as if it had become all need rather than want. And since he vowed not to be the kind of guy to leave the woman he loved unsatisfied, he eagerly spread her legs and lowered his face onto her throbbing heat.

“Oh…Oh God Vincent,” she gasped, almost going short of breath, “Yes…I want you…I need you.”

“Shh…Don’t worry,” he told her tenderly as he shot her a sexy glance, “You’ll have me…You’ll always have me…I promise.”

Making good on his word, Vincent began to lick and tease the aroused outer lips of her pussy, causing her body to tense somewhat from the sensual contact. Vincent knew what she liked and knew how she liked it…And tonight he would not hold back as he plunged his tongue into her wet inner depths, eagerly eating her out into a world of pleasure.

The soft cries of joy of Emma Freeman now filled the room as her body tensed and delighted at her husband’s sensual teasing. He knew just how she liked it…Thorough, energetic, and powerful. It evoked within her a passion few others could bring out and it seemed to fuel her intense sexual energy as she broke out in a light sweat, moaning and gasping with each blissful sensation that shot up through her body, rubbing and playing with her tits the whole time as her sexual passion took hold.

Deeper and deeper, Vincent plunged his tongue into her pussy, finding the G-spot he knew so well and sending her into a fury of passion. Her back arched and her hips thrust up into his face as if to encourage him to go deeper, which he dutifully did as he sensually ran his hands down her sexy legs. Moment by moment…Her moans got louder as he continued to passionately tease her pussy with his lips and tongue. Soon, it became too much for her to take and she could feel an orgasm coming…But she wanted to save it for when they were one…She wanted to save it for that one special moment when their souls truly united for the first time as husband and wife.

“Oh God Vincent! Please!” she cried out, causing him to remove his face from her pussy, “No more…No more. I want you! I want you in me now! Please…Make love to me my husband! Make love to me now!”

“Mmm…” moaned Vincent as he wiped some of her juices off his face and hovered over her naked body in preparation for the final plunge, “Emma…My beautiful wife. It’s okay…I will take you…I will make love to you. And I promise you…It’ll be something we’re both going to remember…Till death do us part.”

Then, as her sexy legs spread and wrapped firmly around his waist, Vincent took a strong hold of her hips as he guided his hard cock towards Emma’s wet pussy. There was a look of great passion upon her face as she gazed back into the alluring light blue eyes that had so strongly drawn her to him. From the day she had first met him, she lost herself in those beautiful eyes before…And hoped to continue doing so for the rest of her life. Then, in a deep kiss of love and tenderness, Vincent thrust his penis into her vagina…Finally uniting the two newlyweds in a heat of sheer passion.

“Oh Vincent…” she gasped as she felt his hard penetrate so deep into her.

“Oh Emma…” he moaned in response as he captured her lips again and began to work his way in and out of her, slowly yet surely establishing a powerful rhythm of lovemaking.

Soon, their moans filled the room as their bodies began to move together as one. More sweat began to pour off them as their hands roamed and caressed one another’s naked skin while the warm, blissful sensation of lovemaking flooded their bodies and inundated their minds.

Vincent thrust with great strength into her tight, wet pussy…Making sure he carefully, yet thoroughly hit all her pleasure points. Emma’s whole body contorted and tensed with delight with each powerful movement, supplementing each thrust with a powerful lift of her own. It didn’t take long for the pace of the rhythm to intensify as Emma was practically screaming in delight at the wonderful feeling of making love to her husband. The feeling of his hard cock pounding so deeply into her vagina sent her into a state of pure ecstasy as her sexual energy fueled her passion and consumed her very being with a feeling of unparalleled closeness and connection to this man.

The intense movement of their sweaty, naked bodies caused the whole bed to rock violently under the sheer intensity of their rhythm. As lovers, both Vincent and Emma relished in raw, unabated sexual energy and they always brought out so much of it within each other whenever they got intimate. It was one of the many things that fueled their emotions for one another and it brought them to a level of connection that few other people shared. The passion…The pleasure…The love…It all came together for them during moments like this when intimacy knew no bounds.

“Oh God Emma!” moaned Vincent as he thrust into her with more force to match the sheer energy she was putting into this profound act, “Ugh-it’s so good!”

“Oh yes Vincent!” she shouted as she squeezed his torso with her legs, driving him into her depths with ever grater fury, “I’m-Oh God-I’m going to-ugh-I’m going to cum!”

Emma could feel it coming on so strong…An orgasm like no other. It would be her first climax as Emma Freeman. She had experienced many such pleasures before…But this time it would hold a special meaning to the both of them. They were husband and wife now…Their lovemaking now held a new sense of closeness both in feeling and in meaning. And as Emma felt her wet pussy clamp down on her husbands hard cock in a massive release of orgasmic delight, she let out one long continues moan of ecstasy…For now she was truly Mrs. Vincent Freeman.

“OOOOOHHHH VINCENT!”

“EMMA!”

Her powerful moans helped push Vincent over the edge as well as her tight pussy clamped down on his dick as he unleashed his load into her warmth. The feeling of his warm seeds pouring into her womb caused Emma to moan and smile as the fury of her orgasm finally began to die down and captured her sweaty lover in a deep kiss.

“Vincent…” she said, gasping for air as she lovingly caressed his face, feeling as though she was in heaven, “Now…I can finally call myself…Emma Freeman.”

Vincent couldn’t help but smile warmly at his beautiful wife as he softly stroked her shining blonde hair as she so often enjoyed. The look of sheer happiness on her face made her seem like nothing short of an angel to him…For it felt like a dream to him that he was with the girl of his dreams. Growing up in an orphanage and surviving such a tough upbringing, Vincent never thought he’d find a girl like this who he would fall so deeply in love with. Yet here he was…Holding in his arms the most beautiful woman in the world…His best friend…His lover…And his wife.

“I think I must be the luckiest guy on the face of the planet right now…” he told her as he ran his hand down her cheek.

“Luck shouldn’t have anything to do with it my darling. We have each other…We have our love…And we have this wonderful night to celebrate it.”

“Mmm…” he moaned as he felt her soft hands move in a somewhat more frisky manner, “And I want to keep celebrating with you…For as long as possible.”

“Sounds wonderful, my love. Do you think you have the energy for it?”

“Only one way to find out…” he said with a sexy grin as he captured her lips again and began running his hand down the sexy curves of her body, once again becoming dazed in an erotic trance.

Both lovers quickly found themselves aroused again as kissing and touching turned to all out arousal as they continued with the passionate celebration of their marriage. Then, in a show of just how much energy he had left to give her, Vincent lifted his body off her naked lover for a moment and flipped her over so that she was on her hands and knees. She knew she loved this position and he had come to love it as well as he slowly ran his hands down from her upper back all the way down to her butt.

“Oh God Vincent…Again! Take me again!” she gasped, once again feeling her insatiable desire for this man take over, “Fuck my ass! Fuck it now!”

Knowing she didn’t want to wait, Vincent took the initiative and guided his erect dick to her sexy ass. Emma had always had a taste for anal sex and while it had been a little awkward for Vincent at first, he quickly came to enjoy it as much as she did. In Emma’s mind, Vince was one of the few guys who knew how to do it right, for she simply brought out the sexual prowess that drove him to do and experience things he wouldn’t have otherwise experienced. It’s one of the many things that made Emma the amazing woman she was to him.

With his dick now fully hardened, Vincent spread her butt cheeks and slowly began working his way into her tight hole. He knew this had to be done with a certain level of finesse and he had come to master such skill over time as Emma had opened the world of the sensual to him. They used to have to use lube, but since she had done it before and his cock was already well lubricated because of her juices, it wasn’t necessary as Vince slowly worked his way into her, grunting at the tight feeling around his cock.

“Oh…Vincent,” said Emma through the pain as she adjusted to his size.

“Oh yeah…That’s it…That’s it…”

She felt a shot of pain through her body as he began working his cock in her ass, but it soon waned and was replaced with heavy bursts of pleasure. Slowly, he increased the pace of his thrusting while also working his hand around her pussy, which grew wet with arousal in the process. Soon, Emma was once again letting out long, deep moans of contentment as she felt her lover ride her ass into a world of ecstasy as she rocked her body back and forth with his powerful movements. Vincent kept a firm grip on her butt while he continued to tease her pussy, slipping his fingers into her and stroking her clit as they rode out another wave of passion.

“Oh…Oh God!” yelled Emma as she began moving her body against his with greater rigor, “Vincent…Oh-oh it’s so good! More! MORE!”

Vincent let out another grunt as the rhythm continued to grow more intense as the bed frame once again rocked to the sheer power of their moving bodies. The raw sexual passion between the newlyweds drove them into a state of intense fucking as echoes of euphoria filled the room.

The sweat was now literally pouring off their bodies as they dragged it out for a bit before they felt the rush of another powerful orgasm coming on strong. The tight feeling of his dick in Emma’s ass was driving him closer to the edge as he held onto her tightly and more frantically rubbed her soaking wet vagina with his free hand. This was quickly adding to Emma’s building climax as well, which she felt coming on very strong as his sweaty skin pounded against her ass, driving deeper and deeper until he finally sent her over the edge and her body let out a massive Earth shattering climax.

“OOOOHHHHH YES!” she moaned as she felt her powerful release consume her.

“Oh God Emma-ugh-I’m going to…CUM!”

And with one final thrust, he shot his load into her ass as they both collapsed onto the bed once more and met in another deep kiss.

The intense sexual energy of the new husband and wife fueled their passions through the night as the newlyweds continued to make love in every which way they could manage. They rolled around on the bed in a heap of sweat, skin, and cum, kissing and touching in a fury of raw ecstasy, their love and passion for one another driving them the whole way. They relished in the unique sexual style that had come to bond them so closely…One of such passion, energy, and intensity that it sent their minds into a dizzying state of euphoria that felt as though it was their own little world together.

So much joy, love, and passion came out as the two lovers pushed their bodies to the limits as they so often loved to do. It got to the point where they were on the brink of collapse, but kept on going out of the desire to see themselves through one last climax together…One that would cap off a truly magical night.

Vincent was now flat on his back and thrusting up into his wife’s pussy as she rode him with every last ounce of energy she could muster. Both their bodies were now glowing with sweat and her breasts bounced in a heavenly show of erotic enticement to the young man now reveling in the experience that was Emma. She practically danced on him in her sexual fervor as she rode his cock to one final peak…Wanting to go above and beyond anything they had ever done before on this most wonderful of nights.

“Vincent! Oh God Vincent!” she moaned as she gyrated her hips with his hard cock thrashing inside of her, “So close…I’m so close! Just one more! One more, my love!”

“Oh Emma! Oh-Oh God! I’m close to…Just…A little…more!” he grunted as he eagerly took her breasts in his hands and gave them a firm squeeze as he finally felt the rush of one last orgasm consume his mind and body.

Then, Emma grabbed his hands and held on as she felt him release a final load of his cum into her pussy, giving her the final push she needed to attain her release as well as they both let out one long, orgasmic moan together…Savoring the sweet, blissful sensations that were sure to be engrained in their minds for the rest of their lives.

Finally, the tired and exhausted Emma collapsed upon her lover’s naked body, unable to go any further. Few people had ever managed to keep up with her and only Vincent could do so with such passion. They were now breathing hard, gasping to catch their breath as Emma rested her head upon his chest, relishing in the sweet feeling of his gentle warmth. A smile never left her face, for she was in the arms of the man she loved. These were the arms that were going to hold her for the rest of her life…These were the arms that were going to protect her from all harm no matter what. And on this truly magical night, they had celebrated their connection and commitment…And had every intention of honoring it until the end of their days.

“I love you, Vincent…” she said to her husband as she felt his hands softly stroke her hair.

“I love you, too Emma…” he told her as he held the woman he loved securely in his arms, never wanting to let go, “You have made me…The happiest man in the world.”

“It’s the least I could do my darling,” she said in response as their hands which bore the rings they had exchanged on that fateful day lay entwined, “I never thought I’d ever find someone to love with all my heart.”

“Well now you do…My beautiful wife. And you’ll always have someone to love…Now and forever…In sickness and in health…Till death do us part.”

Looking back up at the man she was so lucky to call her husband, Emma smiled warmly as she planted one last soft kiss upon his lips…Taking in the bittersweet moment that they both would cherish for the rest of their lives.

“Till death do us part…” she repeated as her lips parted with his and she once again found herself resting her head against his chest, smiling with unabated joy, for this was the beginning of something truly special…Something that would transcend all boundaries of intimacy.

“Goodnight…Mrs. Freemen,” said Vincent as he felt himself slowly drifting off into a world of dreams.

“Goodnight…My wonderful husband,” she said softly as she too began to nod off, “And just you wait…Our honeymoon is only beginning.”

***Flashback Ends***

“And that, as they say…Is that,” said Emma as she finished telling her story to Jean, “It was the most romantic moment of my life…And no matter how long I live, I know I’m going to treasure it forever.”

Jean simply stood there for a moment, trying to process everything Emma had just described to her. The powerful emotions and such profound moments seemed too great to be real…Yet Jean Grey didn’t doubt for a second that it was the real, honest truth. A year ago she would have scoffed at it…But after being with Scott, she knew that such majesty was truly possible…And upon hearing it, she could only think of one word to accurately describe it.

“Wow…” said Jean, as she looked back at the blonde haired woman with a mixture of awe and intrigue, “That really sounds like quite an experience…”

“Oh believe me, it is. And who knows…Maybe you’ll get a chance to experience it one day.”

“Yeah…Maybe,” said Jean with a smile as she entertained thoughts of sharing such a moment with Scott.

“And believe it or not, married life really isn’t that bad. After Vincent and I got married, things really paned out well for us. The priest who ran the orphanage he grew up in retired and left it all to him and I used my own personal wealth and business sense to start up a new non-profit company alongside it to help disadvantaged children all throughout Canada and the United States. He gets to work with orphans just like him and I get to do something truly positive with my wealth…And they’re jobs we both absolutely love.”

“I’ll bet that makes things a whole lot easier.”

“Yeah, that’s definitely true,” said Emma with a nod, “It’s nice to have a job that you actually look forward to doing every day. Plus, being a mother is a full time job in and of itself, so the less stress we both have to deal with, the better.”

Jean’s eyes widened a bit with surprise upon hearing that last part, for as she looked up and down the body of the beautiful, voluptuous blonde, she never would have expected her to have had a child.

“Wait a minute…You have a kid?” she said, finding that hard to believe even though Scott had told her about it before.

“Yep!” she said proudly as she showed her a small picture in a necklace that Vince had brought her on their wedding anniversary, “That’s my son…Little Jack Freeman. He was born less than a year after our honeymoon. In fact, I think he may have been conceived there…But with all the times and places Vince and I had sex there, I guess I’ll never know for sure…”

Then, upon seeing the picture, Jean immediately began to coo at the sight of the beautiful little baby boy.

“Ooh, he’s adorable!” she said with a smile as she looked at the little picture.

“Damn straight…And with the genes he’s got he can only get cuter.”

“Totally!” said Jean, as Emma closed the locket on the necklace, “But how on Earth did you manage to give birth to a kid and still look so…Well, fit?”

Emma couldn’t help but laugh at that, for it seemed as though nobody ever believed her when she told them how she managed to keep her looks after giving birth to her son. It hadn’t been easy, that’s for sure…But she’d do it all again just for her little Jack.

“It’s actually not as hard as you think. I mean yeah, you feel really out of it after the first couple of days, but once you get back on you feet, it’s just a matter of diet and exercise.”

“Hmm…I’ll try to remember that if I ever have a kid,” said Jean, knowing a time may come when she would have to consider such things.

“Oh, and if you do…I have one bit of advice…Martial arts.”

“Martial arts?” said Jean with a curious look.

“Yes…Martial arts!” said Emma with great enthusiasm, “One of the reasons Vincent looks so strong, fit, and drop dead gorgeous is because he’s been training in martial arts since he was eight. And after we first met, he began teaching me a few things and I have to say, it really goes a long way in terms of health in both mind and body. It helped me tone up again after my pregnancy…And it also really does wonders for sex.”

“Really now?” said Jean with a grin as she took a moment to think about that, “Well…Scott’s a marine, you know…Maybe that’s why he’s so good at sex. Perhaps I could learn a bit from him to help even things out.”

“Ooh…A marine?” said Emma, growing a bit intrigued by this, “Scott’s a marine?”

“Yep! For three years in fact,” proclaimed Jean proudly, who held Scott’s status as a soldier just as high as he did in many ways.

“So that’s why he looks even beefier than the last time I saw him…” said Emma as she looked back over at Scott, who was still talking to Vincent.

“Oh yes. And believe me…His training shows,” said Jean in a suggestive tone.

“I’ll bet…” said Emma with a laugh, enjoying how open and spirited this woman was…Which kind of explained why she was with Scott, “You’re a very lucky woman, Jean.”

“You’re right…I am,” she said as she looked back over towards Scott and smiled, “Scott really is the best thing that ever happened to me. I never thought I’d ever meet a man who I could give my heart to and fall so madly in love with…”

The subtle shift in Jean’s demeanor as she looked over towards Scott did not go unnoticed by Emma, who recognized all too well the subtle undertone of her actions. While she didn’t know the exact nature of her relationship with Scott…From what she could tell, it was definitely a bit deeper than she initially thought.

“Wow…So I take it things are pretty serious between you two?”

“Yeah…They are,” said Jean with a distant tone in her voice, “It took us a while to realize what we had…But once we admitted it to each other, it just became this beautiful thing that still amazes me to this day.”

“And would you say that you’re in it for the long haul?” asked Emma, her tone becoming a bit more serious.

Jean took a moment to think about that. After hearing how Emma had found the love of her life, got married, and had a beautiful baby…She couldn’t help but entertain thoughts of her and Scott going down that same road. Some of the things Emma had described concerning her relationship with Vincent like how they shared such a profound connection and how they seemed to give each other things nobody else definitely mirrored some of the things she had experienced with Scott. From the moment they met, they felt a connection…They felt something so strong form between them. And since then, it had bloomed and blossomed into a truly deep, loving relationship that Jean couldn’t imagine sharing with anybody else. And for that reason…She couldn’t help but wonder…What did the future have for her and Scott? How far would their relationship go?

For all the questions such thoughts made her ponder…Jean Grey didn’t feel as though she was ready to make any kind of judgment at this point in time. But still…There were those interesting possibilities and desires that kept dancing across her mind.

“I think I can safely say that I am, Emma…” she finally answered, “But I think it’s still too early to say for sure where things are going to go. Then again…If there’s one thing being with Scott has taught me…It’s that everything can change within the span of a single moment.”

“Amen to that! And whatever the future holds for you and Scott…I wish you both the best of luck.”

Turning back to the young blonde woman that had once dated her boyfriend…Jean couldn’t help but smile as she continued to ponder such thoughts…Wondering if any of them would ever manifest and blossom into something more.

“Thanks Emma…” said Jean, the smile never leaving her face, “I really appreciate it. I may not know what the future holds for me and Scott…But for now, let’s just say I have faith that it’ll be every bit as amazing as life with him has been so far…I guess only time will tell.”

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AN: Well there you go folks! Man that was long, but I still had a hell of a time writing it! I just had to bring Vincent and Emma in at some point in this story…And man it was worth it! And for all of you who don’t know, Vincent Freeman is a character created by my good friend and fellow fanfiction writer Agent-G. He owns Vincent…I don’t. It’s that simple. He and Emma being an item was an idea from our collaborative fic, “Hellfire and Brimstone,” which has plenty more Vincent/Emma stuff in it if you want to check it out! Thank you so much Agent-G! You totally rock my friend! So what do you all think? Like it? Hate it? Tell me! There’s not much left with this fic and it’s going to end at some point so please REVIEW! Send your feedback to me via email at slickboy444@aol.com or post it on the fanfiction website! Again, thank you Agent-G for letting me use Vincent! Thank for reading everybody and I wish you all the best!