Chapter 10: Bar

Emma had turned 21 two weeks ago and her friends were dragging her to a nightclub in New York to celebrate. She had gone home to see her family on her birthday and they had not gotten the chance to celebrate. Emma was reluctant to go, but she decided that having some fun in the city would be better than sitting in her apartment, alone.

They entered the club and immediately went to the only empty table in the room. They were standing there talking when one of her friends noticed a guy at the bar.

"Oh my god!" Her friend, Brittney, said making all the girls turn their attention to her.

"What?" Emma asked.

"There is the sexiest man I have ever seen drinking at the bar." Brittney informed them and everyone but Emma looked over.

"Sexiest man? Come on, you say that about everyone." Emma said, shaking her head.

"No, Em, she is serious. No one on earth looks as good as him." Her friend, Tiffany said.

"I can think of one person who would look better." Emma said, thinking about her dad's rookie, Clay. She had the biggest crush on him during his first year on Bravo. He was the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on and no one she had met since him had ever looked as good.

"Come on, Emma. Just look. He's wearing a buttoned-up shirt, jeans and a baseball cap." Her friend, Angela, said and Emma sighed looking over at where they were staring.

She paused for a moment and said, "oh my god. It's him!"

"Him who?" The girls asked at the same time.

"I know him, excuse me." Emma told them as she moved towards the man. "Clay?" She asked and he turned towards her.

"Emma!" He said, surprised to see his Master Chief's daughter standing in front of him.

"What are you doing here?" Emma asked, as Clay pulled her into a hug.

"Well… I went to DC to visit my girlfriend… ex-girlfriend now… and I just started driving. Ended up here. What about you?"

"Some of my friends brought me out to celebrate my 21st birthday. I was in Virginia Beach and we couldn't celebrate." Clay nodded his head in understanding.

"You probably want to get back to them, huh?" Clay asked, not really wanting her to go but knowing that she should hang out with her friends. He had a bad night and seeing someone familiar, comforted him. Emma looked at him, noticing his sad expression and then back at her friends, who were cheering her on.

"I don't think they mind." She informed him and sat down on the stool next to him.

"Can I buy you a drink?" Clay asked.

"Sure."

"What do you like?"

"Long Island?"

Clay ordered her a Long Island and himself another beer. They sat there for over an hour talking about everything yet nothing at the same time.

"You want to get out of here?" Emma asked, noticing that there was something he wanted to talk about but this nightclub was not the place.

"Sure." He said, downing the last of his beer and his sixth shot of the night.

"Let me tell my friends." Emma said as she walked over to the three women she came with that night. They had been watching Emma and the mystery man the entire night. "I'm going home. See y'all tomorrow." Emma told them before walking back over to Clay and exiting the club. Clay had parking about a block away from the club so they walked to his car. Emma grabbed the keys from him, she had only had one drink tonight while he had 5 beers and six shots. They drove for about 10 minutes before pulling into an apartment complex. Emma drove the car into a spot that was registered to her apartment number. They got out and walked into the building.

Emma opened the door to let Clay in, he looked at his surroundings. "Nice place."

"Thanks, you can sit anywhere. I'm going to go change." Emma told him as she moved towards her bedroom. Clay looked around the apartment, it was not that different from his own. He saw pictures on the wall near the television. He smiled, there were pictures of her with Bravo as a whole and them individually. She has a picture of her and her mom. She has a picture of her, Jason, Alana, and Mikey. She has a picture of her and Sonny from when she was a little girl and right before she left for college. She has a picture of her and Ray as well as her, Ray, Naima, Jameelah and RJ. She has a picture of her and Brock and her, Brock, and Cerberus. She has a picture of her and Trent. Two that caught his eye was a picture of her and him at Davis' farwell BBQ and a picture of them right before her prom where he had kissed her on the cheek and Naima captured it photographically. Her and Hannah had gone to the prom together and Bravo was there to give support because her mother and Hannah's father had died only months before.

She came back out of her bedroom and noticed that he was looking at the pictures on her wall. He noticed that she was standing there and turned to see her.

"Nice pictures."

"Thanks."

"Don't guys look at that picture and have questions?" He said pointing at the picture of him kissing her cheek.

"No guys, other than friends come to my apartment." Emma told him and they sat down together. She pulled her phone out and showed him her screen saver, "But, I do have that picture on my phone and tell guys I'm not interested in that you're my boyfriend." Emma gave him a cheeky smile and he blushed slightly.

"I'm flattered." Clay said, smirking at her. She laughed.

"So, you mentioned an ex-girlfriend. Dad said that you were dating someone pretty heavily." Emma said as she settled beside him.

Clay took a deep breath, "I was, but I found out something that just…"

"What?" Emma asked.

"Her name is Rebecca. She is an aid to the American Ambassadors. We were dating and she was telling me that I needed to do something to further my career. She convinced me that STA-21 would be best for me and for a while I thought about it. But, I realized that Bravo and being an active SEAL was more important than being an officer. So I told her that and she seemed like she was okay with it… While I was there today, I found out that my dad had convinced her to push me along in my career."

"He didn't? And she went along with it?" Emma asked, shocked that Ash would mess with his son's future.

"Yeah."

"Oh Clay, I'm so sorry." Emma said and laid her hand on his shoulder to comfort him. He looked at her and leaned forward. Their lips met briefly before pulling back to look in each other's eyes.

"I want you." Clay said to her as he kissed her more aggressively. Emma hesitates knowing that he was most likely drunk.

"Clay, Clay, we shouldn't…" Emma said as he moved his lips down to her neck.

"Why? Don't you want to?" Clay asked, pulling back.

"Yes, I do. But, you are way too intoxicated to do this. Tomorrow morning, you are going to regret it." Emma told him, trying to get him to understand why she wanted to stop.

"I won't regret it." Clay told her and began kissing her again. She relented and began kissing him back. They moved from the couch into her bedroom. She could taste the alcohol on his tongue and smell it on his breath. He began to take off her night clothes and took his off, just as eagerly. Once their clothes were removed, Clay pushed her onto the bed. She crawled back to the middle of the bed and Clay followed. He began kissing down her body.

"You are so perfect." Clay said as he made his way down her naked body.

Emma laid under him blushing. His lips moved from her left breast to her right. He began rubbing his hands up and down her body. He sucked on her right nipple until she orgasmed. While she was coming down for the orgasm, he moved to her left nipple and sucked until she orgasmed for a second time. He moved back to her mouth and kissed her before pulling back.

"How many?"

"How many what?" Emma was able to get out.

"How many orgasms do you want?"

Emma just kind of looked at him for a moment. "That depends…"

"On what?"

"On how many you are able to give?"

Clay grinned at her response and moved back down her body until he reached her thighs. He kissed both of her thighs intensively and then moved to her vagina. He sucked on her clit and Emma gasped, then closed her eyes.

"Oh my god!" Emma moaned loudly, she had never felt like this before. She grabbed the bedsheets, trying to control something because she couldn't control her body at this moment.

Clay continued to suck as he pushed one finger into her tight center. "Oh, Clay, please!" Emma practically sobbed. Clay added another finger, then another until she was rounding her third orgasm in less than an hour. Clay lightly bit on her clit and she came against his mouth and hand. He pulled his fingers from her body and then moved so that he was covering her. He rubbed his large length against her entrance and Emma whimpered. His lips met hers and he entered her slowly, wanting to drag out both of their pleasures. Emma grabbed his shoulders as she adjusted to having him inside her. He began thrusting in and out of her.

"Oh, baby, you feel so good around me." Clay moaned into her ear. Emma closed her eyes and wrapped her legs around his waist.

He began thrusting in and out of her at a rapid pace.

"I'm gonna." Clay said and Emma groaned as he came inside her, sparking her fourth orgasm. He pulled out of her and kissed her shoulder before rolling her over onto her stomach and entering her from behind. Emma shrieked as he entered her, hitting her deeper than she ever thought possible.

"Ah!" Emma practically screamed.

"Are you okay?" Clay asked, not wanting to hurt her.

"Oh god, yes! Please, don't stop!" Emma practically begged. He began thrusting deeper and harder inside her until she had her fifth orgasm and he came inside her again. They laid together, panting, before Clay pulled out of her and rolled onto his back. Emma flipped over so she was laying on his chest.

"You good, Em?" Clay asked, wanting to make sure he hadn't hurt her or made her feel uncomfortable.

"Mmmm, yeah. What about you?" Emma asked, looking into his restful face.

"So much better than earlier." Clay told her, smiling at her before leaning down and capturing her lips.

"I'm glad." Emma said and she noticed that he was still hard. She smiled at him and slid down his body. She kissed his chest, abs, before reaching his length. She looked at him and saw that his eyes were closed and she slipped her mouth onto his length. Clay groaned as she sucked the tip of his penis and slid down as far as she could. She bobbed her head up and down for a few minutes until he came inside her mouth.

"Emma, that was amazing." He said as he pulled her back up his body and kissed her.

"Let's get some sleep."

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The next morning, Clay woke up with his head hurting and body aching. He didn't recognize his surroundings and then he remembered going to DC and finding out that Rebecca was in cahoots with his father. He remembered ending up in New York at a nightclub and talking to Emma, but he didn't remember anything after that. 'I must have gone home with someone'. He thought and heard someone breathing beside him. He turned slowly and was shocked. Emma Hayes was laying beside him in the bed, obviously naked. He sat up and tried to remember what happened. He lifted the covers to see that he was also naked. 'Oh my god! I have sex with Emma Hayes!' Clay took several deep breaths to calm himself. He laid back down on his back and tried to remember the night before, but he drew a blank. Emma made a noise and rolled over to face him.

"Hi." Emma said, looking at him nervously.

"Hi, how are you?" Clay asked.

"I'm good. How are you?" Emma asked, noticing that he was stressing out.

"Good, um, what happened last night?" Clay asked, wanting to be sure they had sex.

Emma looked at him and her heart dropped, 'he doesn't remember?' "You don't remember?"

"Not really, but I assume that we slept together." Clay said, trying not to hurt her feelings.

"Yeah, but… I wasn't a big deal. You were upset and we just… you know." Emma said, trying not to look or sound disappointed that he didn't remember one of the greatest nights of her life.

"Right, um, I guess I should get back to Virginia Beach. Thank you for listening to me last night and everything else." Clay said and Emma nodded. After that, Clay moved to get his clothes, they said their goodbyes and Clay left. After Clay walked out the door, Emma walked into the bathroom, climbed into the shower and began to cry.

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It had been two weeks since the night Clay and Emma spent together. Emma had been basically a robot since the morning after. She didn't go out with her friends, she just stayed at home and thought about that night. 'How could he not remember? Was I not good enough? How am I ever going to be able to face him, again?'

Back in Virginia Beach, Clay was standing in the cage room thinking about Emma. Over the last two weeks, he had begun to remember their night together. Last night, he had a very vivid dream about the two of them. When he woke up, he knew that it wasn't a dream, but a memory. He remembered the morning after and the look on Emma's face. 'She probably hates me.' He was lost in thought whenever Ray walked into the room.

"What's up, brother?" Ray asked, noticing that Clay was in deep thought.

Clay took a deep breath and said, "I really messed up and I don't know how to fix it."

"Need some advance? What happened?"

"I had drunk sex with a friend of mine. And she… she's perfect for me. She's the woman of my dreams. But I didn't remember having sex with her the morning after… and she did remember. And over the past couple weeks, I've been remembering it. But, I don't think that she will ever forgive me for not remembering our night together."

"Wow, what are you going to do?"

"I don't know. What would you do?"

"Do you really care about her?" Ray asked.

"Yes, I… I think I'm in love with her." Clay admitted, honestly.

"I would go to her, talk to her, and let her know how I felt. I would apologize and show her how much I love her."

"You're right. I'm going to do that right now." Clay said as he closed his cage door and walked out to the parking lot. He got into his car and drove to New York City. It took Clay 6 hours and 30 minutes to drive. Once he was there, he walked up to her door and knocked on it.

Emma had been sulking on her couch when she heard a knock on the door. Emma groaned and walked over to open it. As she opened the door, she saw Clay on the other side. Before she could ask what he was doing there, he moved to her and kissed her passionately. Emma was shocked but she kissed him back. Clay deepened the kiss and shut the door behind him.

They broke apart and Emma looked at him. "What are you doing here?"

"I came here to tell you that I remember. I remember making love to you. I remember us kissing on the couch and us moving to your bedroom. I remember us sleeping together, I remember everything." Clay whispered to her as he kissed her again. Emma pulled away.

"Really, you remember now but you didn't remember the next morning?" Emma asked, not really believing him.

"Yeah, that was being drunk does to you, Em."

"Why did you come here, Clay?"

"I came here to tell you that… I love you. I came here to tell you that I want to be with you. I came here to beg you to forgive me for not remembering our night together. I'm sorry." Clay practically begged her to believe him.

"You don't know what you not remembering has done to me…"

"Tell me, I want to know so I know how much I have to grovel to get you to forgive me."

"That was the first time I ever slept with anyone and having you not remember... " Emma started but she stopped before she started crying.

"So… I have a lot of groveling to do?" Clay asked the rhetorical question. He moved them over to the couch and got down on his knees. He grabbed both her hands and looked into her tear filled eyes. "Tell me what you are thinking?"

"I thought that you didn't enjoy it…"

"But I did, Em. You were amazing, it was the best sex I have ever had. You are the only thing that has been on my mind these past two weeks. You are the only woman I want to sleep with for the rest of my life. Only you."

They stared at each other momentarily. Emma could see that he was completely sincere. She leaned towards him and kissed his lips.

"Does that mean we can be together?" Clay asked, looking hopeful.

Emma smiled and nodded. "Yes, of course we can." Emma kissed him again and they moved towards her room.