Heart of Fire:

Simone’s Notes:

Individuals may marry for several reasons, including: legal, social, libidinal, emotional, financial, spiritual, and religious. Who they marry may be influenced by socially determined rules of incest, prescriptive marriage rules, parental choice and individual desire. In developing areas of the world arranged marriage, child marriage, polygamy, and sometimes forced marriage, may be practiced as a cultural tradition. Conversely, such practices may be outlawed and penalized in many parts of the world out of concerns for human rights and because of international law. In developed parts of the world, there has been a general trend towards ensuring equal rights within marriage for women and legally recognizing the marriages of interracial, interfaith, and same-gender couples. Oftentimes, these trends have been motivated by a desire to establish equality and uphold human rights.

Jean sees Jaks as a wild horse. She refuses to be broken. Somehow, he’s happy with that. After all, Havoc’s never been lucky with women.

“So, what are you doing today?” Jaks asked him in bed. Havoc slid on his shirt.

“Not much,” he answered. “Just going down to the shooting gallery for a bit and maybe have a beer.”

“Oh,” Jaks said, nodding.

“What about you?” the lieutenant asked. The nurse glanced over at him.

“Just stay around the house,” she muttered. She sat up when she heard snickering. “What?” Her beau shook his head.

“You, staying in on a day like this?” he asked.

“Well, yeah,” she replied. “Is that a problem?” Havoc turned around to her.

“It doesn’t seem like you,” he said. “You usually love to party.” The lieutenant gave her a fake gasp. “Don’t tell me the mighty Jaks has turned soft due to marriage coming up.” She frowned at him as chucked a pillow at him.

“Shut up,” she muttered. Havoc laughed at her pouting face. Jaks gave him an icy glare.

“What?” she snapped. The man crawled forward on the bed and took her chin in his hand.

“You are so cute when you are moody like this,” he said in a low voice. Jaks’ eyes darted away from him as she puffed up her cheeks.

“Asshole,” she muttered. Havoc chuckled before leaning in and planting a little kiss on her lips. She couldn’t help but to melt into his affectionate gesture. Jaks forgot how to reflect away from a handsome man such as the one she was marrying. The nurse let her body drop back onto the bed.

“You bastard,” she whispered. The lieutenant gave her an innocent puppy dog eyed look.

“Now why would you say that?” he asked. Jaks licked him on the bridge of his nose.

“You know why,” she told him. Her flirty tone was all it took for Havoc to cancel all of his plans for the day. His shirt wound up being tossed to the floor in the corner. The man leaned over this nurse.

“What shall we do now?” he asked. Jaks threw up her hands over her head.

“I don’t care,” she said. “Take me.” Havoc licked his lips at her bust.

“Good enough,” he replied. He sank down for another kiss. Mind you, the man doesn’t want to tame the wild horse. He’s happy the way she is. Havoc’s come to learn that her don’t give a fuck personality makes things more exciting. That and her big bust was enough to keep him happy.

“Don’t you have to go shoot some runs at the gallery today?” Jaks asked. Havoc rolled up her grey tank top.

“Now, why would I want to that?” he asked in husky voice. “I can just shoot them here.”

“You mean…?” his woman asked, grinning. He silenced her with another kiss. Okay, maybe a little training is good now and then. Today’s going to be a long session too.

“I’m going to break you, my dear,” he whispered in her ear. Jaks gave him a daring smirk.

“I would love to see you try,” she said. Havoc chuckled as he unfastened his belt. Jaks looked at him with hungry eyes as the unzipping followed.

“Take me, big boy!” she shouted.

“Yes ma’am,” her man said with a grin.