The Actress' Husband

Episode 69: One Night Stand

Episode 69: One Night Stand

"Emily, did you just curse?"

Disregarding the woman's surprise at that, Emily shook her head with stiff shoulders. "Are you messing with me right now? Did you just say that you and Chase slept together?"

There was dead silence.

"Valentina!"

"Yes okay?! We slept together!"

The brunette's eyes screwed shut as her worst fears have been confirmed.

"Wait...let's take this slow. After all, 'sleeping together' has many different meanings. I shouldn't be narrow-minded and think that it's like that-"

"It is like that, Emily. We fucked. And way too many times for it to be a mistake."

Her mouth gaped at her friend's rawness towards the truth.

"You putting it like that doesn't make me feel good enough to give you the advice you most likely called for."

"I'm sorry?" Valentina squeaked. "But I'm just trying to get it all out of my system. Right now it doesn't feel real but the soreness between my legs tells another story."

"H-How..."

Emily swallowed harshly and the feeling of a headache came on.

"How did this happen? I thought you weren't interested in him!"

"I'm not," she confirmed, strongly influencing an eye roll. "But I am interested in his body. God, you should've seen how tolerable he is when he keeps his mouth shut for a bit. You know, the exception being that he's doing the dirty down below."

Her friend groaned making Nicholas take a careful sip of his coffee.

The man knew that whatever was being said after that revelation wasn't going to sit well with her.

Somehow, he felt as if they had jinxed the entire thing.

Oh well, what's done is done, he thought, not feeling the optimism the words should have incited.

"I don't want to hear about that, Val. I wanna know how you managed from insulting him to hopping into his bed."

"Technically, it was him hopping into my bed."

"I'm trying to be serious here." Emily deadpanned.

Valentina frowned as she picked at her nails.

"I don't know," she sighed. "He's just got this charm about him. It's in his smile. When he was giving me a ride home, it was awkward as hell because of the sexual tension. But I was more drawn by how genuine he could be when talking about something dear to him - like how much he missed this city. I resonated with that as my soft spot was hit when the conversation led to me missing home. Then he sympathized with that. He ended up escorting me to my front door. One thing led to another..."

"And BOOM! I'm knocked up."

"WHAT?!"

"Just kidding. We did have sex though."

"Were you drunk?"

Nicholas' head raised at Emily's terrible suspicion.

"No, I wasn't."

She sighed.

At least he didn't take advantage of her, she thought in relief.

Then her brows furrowed. "Was he?"

"No, Emily," she blew out an exasperated breath. "We were both conscious of our actions and weren't under influence. If he was, he wouldn't have been able to drive me home in the first place."