Vanilla Sex

Let's call it the Big Mistake

Chapter 34

So, Xavier owned a club and she had been there. She wasn't the type of person that went to bars or clubs.  The more she thought about it, the more she realized what her problem was; she was sort of boring, and average. Average, wait didn't average people go to bars occasionally?  Nah, she was more like a fucking goody to shoes, Mary Jane type person.  Hell yes, she was trying to break that mode, but it was so damn hard. She shuddered thinking about the Brazilian wax she had earlier in the week. In fact, she preferred to forget running into Brad and her dissatisfying experience on that hail sharing ride app known as Uber nor the fact that..... Wait..... the only club she remembered going to was that sex club that Sury and Kingsley had dragged her to. What happened at the sex club was a hazy memory at best. Fuck, she didn't even recall drinking wait maybe she had a drink or two before she got there. She vaguely remembered Kinglsey telling her she needed some liquid courage. Oh my God, she was never ever going to trust Kingsley again.

Emma's head snapped up.  "HOLY GUACAMOLE "
"Hun?"
"HOLY SHIT" Emma said more hesitantly upon seeing the confusion on their face.

"What?" Billy Ray and Xavier shouted. 

"Why is your face red?" Billy Ray asked. 

Emma put her hand to her face. Was it red? Dammit, that had to be the club. No, relax there was no way Xavier would own that club. It was just her embarrassment over using that stupid guacamole thingy. Damn her mom for making sure she could apply for sainthood.

Xavier grabbed her hand from her bandage wrapped face. "Don't touch your face." He said it gently as if he truly cared.

He shot Billy Ray a murderous look.  "Stop lying to her."

"Why are you accusing me of lying. I am not lying.  Besides, did you see how wide her eyes got? She must have remembered something."

Xavier shot a nasty look at Billy Ray before turning to look at Emma.

Great, she thought both men were looking at her.  Why were they here?  Where were Sury and Kingsley?  Best Friends?  She seriously doubted that they deserved that label.  They were more like deserters.  How could they abandon her?  Why would they abandon her?  She was going to de-friend them. Yeah, yeah, yeah she had that thought before but this time she was really going to do it. Especially, Kingsley, this was his fault. Plying her with drinks so she could forget shit.

Emma looked at the two men, most people in her situation would see the irony. Hello, two hot men at her bedside both with baring shades of worry and concern. Yet, here she was wondering how could one stupid event cause her so many problems? What was the irony that Xavier was the owner of the sex club that Sury and Kingsley had dragged her to?

Nah, Xavier just did not fit her image as someone who would own a sex club. Besides his crazy half-sister would cause all kinds of problems. Actually, now that she thought about it, Lorna would be that crazy bitch that would own a sex club. She could definitely see that.  Yes, that made a lot more sense.

"Lorna owns a sex club?"

Billy Ray started laughing, apparently, he thought the idea was hilarious.

Xavier gave him another dirty look.

"Man, that is perfect.  That would be one crazy club, run by a dominatrix-bitch that can't accept the words no." Billy Ray said still chuckling.

Xavier looked up at the ceiling as though he was asking for some divine strength or maybe it was Divine intervention.

"Shut the fuck up Billy Ray."

Xavier turned to Emma, "Lorna owns a clothing store?  I took you to her store because you ripped your shirt. I realized that was a big mistake"

"Is that what we are calling it?  A big mistake?"  Billy Ray smirked, "More like a complete lack of judgment on your part old man."

"Dude, what were you thinking?" He continued.

Xavier shot Billy Ray a dirty look and said, "You are not helping man."

Billy Ray laughed, "I never said I was going to help you."

Emma could tell the two men were close friends. They had an easy camaraderie that was apparent.

"I remember" Although Emma whispered the words, the two men jumped as though they were spooked by some loud noise. They both looked at her with varying expressions. Billy Ray had an expression of glee and Xavier looked like he was nauseated as though he had drunk too much and needed to spend an hour or two with his head next to the toilet. She had seen that look on many occasions, Kingsley was always coming to work with a hangover.  He spent more time in the rest room then all of us spent next to the Kureig machine which really says something when there were more than 100 different flavor k-cups to choose from at her office.

"What exactly do you recall?"  Xavier asked hesitantly.  He seemed almost afraid to hear her answers.

"Yes, please do tell."  Billy Ray smirked.
"I really want to hear ever little detail. Don't leave anything out."  Billy Ray said has he lean down to move a strain of hair out of her face.

Xavier knocked his hand away round the bed and grabbed him by the collar.
"Hey what do you think you are doing?" He shouted.
Xavier rolled his eyes and continue dragging Billy Ray to the door.
"I am her husband." He shouted
"In your dreams"  Xavier smirked.
"I am"
"And I am the President of the United States!"
"You are?" Billy Ray asked in confusion which earned him a light slap on the back of his head.
"Stop being an ass. You just making her more confused with this stupid charade."
"But"
"No"
"But, but"
"If you ever want to enter my bar, I really suggest you leave now."
"That is so unfair. Now I know why you always get all the hot girls." He whined.