Numero Veintiuno

We walked in and over to a table in the back corner of the club. Pretty much all of the younger guys on the team were there, and I was liking it. I then noticed that Valtteri had came. This is going to be a good night, I thought to myself. I walked over and sat by Val. "Hey whats up?" "Just hanging out, want a drink?" "Yeah, I'll take a Mint Mojito." "Okay, I'll be right back." As soon as he walked away Brett came up to me. "So you have it out for Filppula?" "haha possibly." "Psh figures. Women always are." "What are you saying he gets around?" "Are you kidding me? No. I mean damn if I was him I would be getting laid left and right. You could say he controls himself well in that area of things." "Hmm well that's good to know." Val then walked back to the table with my drink. "Thanks." "No problem." "Hey want to dance?" I asked him. "uh..sure." We got up and went to the dance floor. Of course Grind On Me by Pretty Ricky was on. So well, I found it appropriate to grind on him. Not that he minded or anything. After dancing for a little bit we went back to the table where everyone else was. "Enjoying being with hockey players? I bet you've never been laid by one before." Kyle Quincey said to me. "haha well actually yeah I have." "Oh really give me some names." By now everyone at the table was listening. "You really want to know?" "I did ask you didn't I?" "Okay uhm well, I dated Jordan Staal and Eric Staal, and hooked up with Colby Armstrong." "WELL DAMN GIRL! You did it with both the Staals!" "hah yeah." "Guys we have found a winner! Babs chose a good one for the job!" All the guys laughed. I decided I wanted another drink so I walked up to the bar. "Can I have a Bailey's?" I noticed that Val had followed close behind me. "Make that two." He added. I looked at him and smiled. We sat at the bar and talked for a little bit, then decided we wanted to go somewhere quieter. We then proceeded to go to the V.I.P. section upstairs. No one else was up there, which was good. I went to go sit down on a big red couch. I pulled Val over there with me. We both sat down pretty close to each other. There was an awkward tension in the room but, it was a good awkward. Soon enough Val's hand found mine. I scooted close to him, he did the same. We sat there just staring at each other. Suddenly, I snapped. I couldn't take it anymore. I got on top of him and we started making out. His hands roaming up my dress, sliding it up as he went. I reached for his pants and got them off as fast as I could. Val then went on to unclasp my bra and take off his shirt. I ripped off his boxers while he slipped off my thong. Well, I think you know what went on from there.

When we had finished our little deed, we just laid there. "Well we should uh do this again sometime." He said to me with a laugh. "haha yeah I agree." "So, you really were with both Staals?" "aha yeah." "How did that work out, don't they hate each other?" "Yeah I don't know, It's a long story." "Well I've got time, and while you're at it explain why you moved up here." I told him about Jordan and Eric. Then continued on to tell him about why I moved to Detroit. "Well damn, that's messed up." "Yeah, I've never had what you would call a "normal" life. Oh and whatever you do, don't let my brother find out about this." "haha don't worry I won't." We put our clothes back on, made ourselves look presentable and went back downstairs to join everyone else. As soon as we got back to the table Brett was already making comments. "Shit, what the hell were you guys doing? You were up there forever!" "Oh, nothing that would interest you." I replied. "haha right, we all know what you were doing. Being the dumbass's that you are I guess you didn't notice that the walls of the V.I.P. room are glass and it overlooks the whole club, we can see pretty much everything that goes on up there. Including that nice little show you two put on." I could feel all the blood flood my cheeks. I looked up at the V.I.P. section and understood what Brett meant, everyone just saw Val and I getting it on.