Secret's Out

Xavier's POV

I roll my eyes at Natasha who staggers through the doorway of her father's secret hoard of liquor. The strong scent of vodka, mixed with the cool air, takes over the foyer almost immediately.

What the fuck is she even doing here?

"Finally you made it," she slurs, hiccuping as she gives me a once over. Her eyes then flicker to Zoey. She clicks her tongue and raiseher eyebrows. "This should be fun."

I look behind me at Zoey. She just rolls her eyes and stand her ground. I smirk, turning back around.

I swear, if she so much as lets a letter slip from her mouth I'll fuck her up real bad.

My mind automatically goes back to the day when I wake up in my office drunk and angry beside a naked Natasha. I grimace. Even now I can't remember what happened. Knowing this vindictive bitch though, she'd try to ruin my life every possible chance she got. Drunk or not.

I roll my eyes once more taking in her drunken state.

"Uh, babe, can you go up to our room? I need to have a w