ODDS OF LOVE - SEASON THIRTEEN

Episode 184

" I'm not sure we should have left the baby alone with the children," Spencer said as he looked over at DuBuis with worried eyes. They sat at a large table at Club J along with Alfred and Gerald, Richard and Nigel , Winston and Joe and Lyle Anderson. As usual Joe's nightclub was packed to the brim with swaying , gyrating, sweaty bodies on the dance floor.

DuBuis took a drink from his virgin margarita which he hated but he and Gerald were the " designated drivers " that night so he had to stay sober. Of course, he laughed inside his head, he was still having fun on this very rare night out with the man he loved and family and friends. " Stop worrying, Genius. The children as you call them are thirteen, fourteen and fifteen. They're mature enough to watch Miracle and themselves without anything happening. Relax and enjoy yourself. "

Spencer pouted and lifted his red wine to his mouth for a long sip. " I suppose. But......"

" No buts ," Richard called out , " little brother, you don't see Nigel and I fretting over leaving our children alone for a few hours. There comes a time you need to trust your children. "

" And ," Nigel and the others said merrily as they all lifted up their drinks high in the air ," Chill Out ! "

Spencer shook his head and kept pouting for a few more seconds before finally breaking into a big grin. " Alright. Alright ! They'll be fine. And this is fun. It's been a long time since we had fun. "

" Tell me about it," DuBuis murmured as he leaned forward to press a kiss on his husband's lips as Spencer smiled beneath his mouth.

Alfred said ," I hope Momma and Andrew are having as much fun. "

Gerald kissed him atop his head, saying," I'm sure they are. " Then he glanced around suddenly. " Wait. Aren't we missing someone? Where is Angel? "

Lyle and Joe exchanged mischievous looks between themselves as Joe winked at everyone and said," Oh , my dear cousin has a big surprise for everyone. "

Lyle laughed. " Yes. I think he was jealous of my being on Rebel and missing his old performance days as a dancer. "

They all looked confused except for Joe and Lyle until the music went to a lower level and the spotlight hit the square shaped stage with the rainbow color design. To their amazement and amusement a tall slim woman with a long lushly curled platinum blonde wig and a heavily made up face glided on the stage in a tight shimmering low cut silver dress and tottering spiked heels, a glittery white boa tossed around her neck , an enormous rhinestone tiara perched on her big hair.

" Oh my God..... it's...... Angel," Winston said while laughing and clapping wildly. " Joe , you didn't tell.... tell.... me !"

Joe rolled his eyes as everyone started filming with their phone cameras and laughing. " Of course not. That cousin of mine threatened to delete all my drag race episodes. "

The drag queen aka Angel Anderson stepped to the microphone and purred into it , cooing dramatically," Oh my pretty darlings , I am so glad to be here tonight. This is my very first performance so nobody knows or loves me. Yet. But you will. Call me Lady Cassandra and if you know what is good for you you better......"

Then Angel/ Lady Cassandra belted out a rousing version of " Respect" by Aretha Franklin as everyone in the club sang along and also danced.

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Jimmy Klein sat at the bar watching the drag show and drinking a soda. He had used the old fake id he had found in his old room in the closet to get into the club but he didn't want to get booze with it for fear of getting caught. The last thing he wanted was getting sent back to kid prison. His time there was total hell.

His eyes drifted over to the table where the man in the wheelchair sat smiling and singing. Spencer Norland - Lane. The man looked happy. Must be nice.

Faith Lane said he needed to apologize to the man for his part in the shooting. Maybe. Maybe not. He just didn't know.

" You're too cute to be sitting alone," he heard from beside him and he turned to see a tall muscular blond guy not too much older than him on the next bar stool.

" That line actually works for you," he said with a smirk.

The guy laughed with a seductive wink of his blue eye. " Occasionally. But my good looks work better. I'm Jeff Kendall. What's your name, sexy? "

" Jimmy. Jimmy Klein. "

" Well , Jimmy Klein, wanna dance? "

Jimmy finished his soda in one long gulp and then replied," Sure. Why not? "