the kink club • luke hemmings ✔️

10. the one where luke sees sophie naked.

chapter ten:
the one where luke sees sophie naked.

"No. No, you are not wearing that." Ashley shakes her head at me, pointing at my skirt with a look of disappointment on her face. My lips fall into a pout. "I refuse to let you wear that on your first ever date- proper date- with Luke."

"It's not a date," I tell her, hanging the skirt back up. "It's nowhere near a date."

"I beg to differ."

"It's just two friends, hanging out," I explain to her, though she doesn't look like she's listening. "Not a date."

"She's right, it's not a date." Bailey says. I exhale in relief.

"Thank you, Bail-"

"It's a sex session," she interjects smugly, legs crossed together on the spinny chair in front of us. She should be filling out a short resumé for a job at the coffee shop, but instead she's hanging onto the thread of procrastination; not much has been done and I can tell from the blank chunks of white paper in front of her.

I let a sigh fall from my lips as I send a slight glare Bailey's way. All she does is grin at me. "I'm taking your silence as a 'yes, yes it's a date'."

"Can you stop?" I ask, rubbing my temples in frustration. "Because no, it's not."

"Actually, yes it is," Ashley butts in. "It's called the Kink Club for a reason, Sophie. The clue's in the name!"

"That doesn't mean anything-"

"It doesn't? Tell that to Carleigh from the Cinema, she's got hickeys the size of Calum's big ass lips on her neck and it's all because she's on her 'second month' with him."

"Maybe she's just a clumsy person." I reason.

"Who the fuck is clumsy enough to trip and fall on their collarbone?"

"I don't know, Carleigh from the Cinema!"

"Or maybe, we're right, and the Kink Club really does have kinky people in it," Ashley notes, putting emphasis on the words that need it. "Come on, Soph, what do you think people go in there for, Scrabble?"

"I don't know," I frown, folding my arms. "I haven't really thought about it."

"And why not?"

"Because it's awkward."

"You won't be saying that once the third month passes," Bailey assures me. I raise an eyebrow. "Trust me."

"How would you know?" Chloe asks.

"I have my insiders."

"Insiders?" I echo.

"Yup."

"Care to explain?"

"If you really want me to," she then states, shrugging. I wait patiently as she stands up from her seat, stretching and letting out a relieved sigh.

"Okay, so, look into the distance for me, like you're reliving one of my memories," she orders, and although it's a silly request, I do what she says anyway. "Mkay, good, thank you."

"Can you start now?"

"No, I have to be in the mood," she rubs her palms together, blowing on each of them one by one before finally clearing her throat. "Okay, now I'm ready."