Lucy giggled and kissed him again before leaning against his shoulder. She inhaled his unique musky scent and grinned when she remembered last night’s events. But when she remembered more events, her body fell limp. Matthew noticed this and nudged her gently. “Hey,” he called out. “You still haven’t told me about what happened last night.”
Lucy sighed and looked up at him. "It's nothing," she lied.
“No it isn’t,” Matthew told her sternly. “Did Ian do something?"
Lucy shook her head. “No, no,” she looked down, but Matthew tilted her chin back up with his finger.
“You’re lying,” Matthew stated. “C’mon, Lucy, what did he do?”
Lucy sighed again and plopped down beside him. “He didn’t do anything to me,” Lucy corrected, “he was more of a pain about something else.”
Matthew turned to her and lifted his head with his arm. “What happened last night, Lucy?”
Lucy bit her lip and shook her head. “It’s classified,” she responded, surprising Matthew. “Alakazam wasn’t sick, but something else was. I can’t tell you anything about it since we don’t have enough information.”
Matthew sat completely up, eying her suspiciously. “What was sick and why can’t anyone know about it?” he interrogated.
“Don’t worry, it’s nothing illegal,” Lucy assured. “I actually asked that same question when Ian called me to his lab. We got a hint last night, but it was enough to complicate things even more.”
“Complicate what things?” Matthew insisted.
“Please, please, don’t ask,” Lucy pleaded, groaning when she realized how much she sounded like Lucario. “We don’t want to involve any more people until we get more information. It’s classified, Matthew, and only Ian, Alakazam, and I know about it. Please, just trust me on this.”
When Matthew noticed how slumped Lucy’s shoulders were and how watery her eyes became, Matthew couldn’t help but pity his wife. It was an instinct to make sure no laws were being broken, but Lucy didn’t seem to be breaking anything. She only seems to be hiding something she could barely comprehend, and nothing seemed to be causing any significant damage. With that thought, another question came to mind. “Why did Ian call you?” Matthew asked. “Why didn’t he contact other doctors and scientists?”
Lucy looked at him. “I don’t know,” she answered honestly, because she honestly didn’t know.
Matthew detected her honesty, but frowned when his own conclusions came to mind. Lucy noticed this and sat up so they were looking eye to eye. “Matthew,” Lucy called out when Matthew turned away. “Matthew, look at me.”
When Matthew finally turned to her, Lucy cupped his face in her hands. “It isn’t what you think,” Lucy stated. “What happened between Ian and I is in the past. I love you, and I’m here with you, not him.”
“But you'll be with him later,” Matthew remarked.
Lucy bit her lip. “Yes, I will meet him later,” Lucy confirmed, “but only to help him and Alakazam with their…project.”
She looked at him for a while before pulling him into a kiss. She hoped he could feel her need for him and forget about his suspicions. Fortunately, Matthew returned the kiss with the same level of longing and pulled her closer to him.
When Matthew laid her down on the mattress, Lucy continued to kiss him and let his hands roam until she eventually pushed him off. “You have work,” Lucy reminded. “You can’t get that promotion if you’re late.”
Matthew pouted. “You’re no fun,” he whined before pushing himself off the bed. Lucy blushed when his naked body walked towards the bathroom and rolled her eyes when Matthew smirked at her.
“Get in the there already!” Lucy commanded with flashing cheeks before throwing a pillow at him. Matthew quickened his pace and laughed as he reached the bathroom’s doorway. Lucy tried to remember a time when Ian made her feel this happy, but then a loud fart resounded in the room.
“Sorry,” Matthew muttered before closing the door.
“Matthew!” Lucy protested and fanned the air with the blankets. But her amusement overrode her irritation, and she laughed hysterically under the sheets.