"Jean, how could you forget how you are dressed up now. Wear a robe on it" Scott blurted out and then only he remembered what exactly he did…
Jean smiled widely while Scott smacked his head for being a looser
"Oh…Scotty. You lost honey!" Jean exclaimed happily. Here she is thinking how to take him talk to her but she never thought Scott would loose to this simple thing.
Scott sighed and turned away and closed his eyes. He want Jean to complete her call fast so they sort things out.
Jean grabbed her robe and put it on before accepting the video call. Enrick and the team or in his laboratory and are working day and night to create a cure. After listening to them she sighed in relief. It will be prepared before her condition gets worse.
Thanking all of them heartily Jean ended her call and looked at Scott whose back is turned towards her. She knew he is angry and so is she, but she don't want to extend this anymore…
Hugging his back, Jean rubbed her face to it. "You lost right. At least talk now" she sweetly asked.
Scott sighed in defeat. He knew he could not resist anymore. Turning around he hugged her back but didn't talk anything. He is still pissed with her teasing…
Jean got little angry on seeing him like this. "Don't be stubborn Scott. You are not the only angry one here. I was also pissed" Jean angrily said.
Scott sighed again. He clearly understood where this is going to. "Good night and sleep for now" Scott softly said.
"Really Scott? You are not talking just because we helped Daisy. Don't you think this is too much? Why did you become so narrow minded" Jean asked hurtfully.
Scott opened his eyes and looked at her gloomy face. He felt as if thousand needles pierced his heart. Caressing her hair he kissed her forehead before talking back.
"We are not angry on you all, Jean. Actually, we were pissed by how other people reacted. When we are about to cool down and talk with all of you, you thought we are angry and started to shower us with extra love and care. It felt so good that we wanted all of you to continue it. So we acted as if we are angry so we could get more attention" Scott stared the truth and sighed.
Who would have thought that this will turn out into a serious game…
"If you really wanted that extra care and attention from us you would have simply asked us to be like that. There is no need to do all this drama….you guys really made us angry" Jean huffed her cheeks.
"And you should not have done all these either. Making all of us drown in jealousy with all this PDA with your friends. Though they are girls it was enough for us to drink vinegar" Scott pouted.
"Then you would have stopped us from doing so. One kiss or at least one word would have been enough." Jean retaliated.
"And loose the bet right" Scott asked.
"Oh….Here I was, thinking that you are too possessive and protective towards me. But a mere bet out willed it. You all are hypocrites" Jean mocked back.
"Really Jean. Some times you would blame me for being too possessive and order me to control it. I have exhausted all my mental strength to hold back from hindering your fun. And you are blaming me for that" Scott sardonically laughed.
"Ahh…..enough. I don't like this Scott. Give me back my real Scott" Jean pouted cutely.
This is what Scott asked for…. more attention. He wanted to test how much she is addicted to him in a same way he is…
And the result totally satisfied him.
"Fine Wifey" Scott chuckled and kissed her passionately. They didn't kiss for almost one day and they didn't like it at all. Though the game was fun he decided not to do it ever again.
(Author: What happened next will be left for our own imagination *wink*)
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Next morning, Jean woke up in Scott arms and grinned gleefully. Pinching his cheeks Jean kissed his lips….
"Someone are so happy about something…." Scott kissed back. He missed her warmth so much that he don't want to let her go.
"You lost the bet and I won my challenge…" Jean couldn't help but think about the god children.
"Yeah baby. But how about you compensate for yesterday. Let us rest for this whole day in our suite" Scott grinned. He is yet to punish her thoroughly, yesterday's was not at all enough.
Whereas listening to his words Jean shivered. "No.. No..h….how can we Scott. We.. We are here to look into the preparations. We have lot of work to do" Jean stuttered.
"Yeah. We have lot of work to do and we should work hard for it" Scott smirked devilishly.
Jean snacked his chest and swiftly evaded him. Before going to washroom to fresh up she looked at him and smiled.
"You should confess that you lost the bet." Jean looked at him with pity and went inside.
Scott sighed and took his mobile from the beside table. Opening their chat group Scott smirked.
At least he was not alone…
Sam: I am still in game.
David : As I said I am loyal to you guys.
Nathan: Lost it bro. I couldn't help.
Ray: Same here Nathy. At least I have company.
David: Scott, didn't woke up yet or what? I am suspicious
Nathan: I am sure he lost it bro.
Ray: It is already past nine and they didn't wake up. Sure he lost it.
Sam: Then who was the first looser.
Nathan and Ray: Not us.
David and Sam : Come for breakfast and we will decide.
Scott knew that he is the first looser.
Should he really announce that he is the wife slave. But he really didn't mind it because it is a universal fact.