Bet On Us [L.P.]

1. Bet

"Waiter! We'll have another round of shots please!" Jeff yells to the poor waiter at the table next to ours. I give Jeff a stern look to let him know how embarrassing he is, but he just shrugs it off.

"Coming right up, sir," the waiter politely says before walking away. I've had about two shots of Vodka, while both Kyle and Jeff have had three. Unlike them, I don't plan on waking up with a hangover since I have class tomorrow and work a late shift at the restaurant. It's right next to the bay here in San Francisco, so it gets quite busy.

"So," Jeff starts to say as he mindlessly stares at his empty shot glass, "which of you guys is wanting to earn some money tonight?"

Great. Here we go again with the bets. I wouldn't mind messing around, but I don't really feel like betting tonight. Last night, I won $150 from Jeff after a hot brunette turned him down. He thought she'd reject my one night stand offer, too. Wrong.

"Can we please not do this tonight? As much as I would love to take money from you again, I have class tomorrow at noon and I don't want to have to deal with a hungover girl in my apartment." Jeff glares at me just as the waiter comes back with our drinks.

I quickly down my drink while trying to ignore the awkward moment we're having right now. To be honest, I do feel remorseful at times when waking up next to girls who were just a bet to me, but it's not completely my fault they give in so easily. They just can't resist the Payno's charm.

"Oh come on, Liam!" Kyle begins to yell at me. He's on his fourth shot now and I can tell the alcohol's already starting to get to him. Out of the three of us, Kyle is the fastest to get drunk, mainly because he's a lightweight. "You know you're gonna win the bet anyway no matter who the girl is! Besides, you can just go to a cheap motel if you don't want to take her back to your place," he smirks at me.

Kyle's quite the charmer himself even if he doesn't realize it. He has bronze skin that looks as if he spends hours out in the sun tanning and light brown eyes that stand out because of his skin tone. Girls look at him as if he's a piece of meat but, much to my surprise, there's been a few girls tell him no in the past. I've never known why, but I wouldn't be shocked to find out that he probably said something to upset them. He's not as great with words as I am, but I try to teach him my ways. I see him as the little brother I never had and am always on the lookout for him.

I shake my head at Kyle letting him know I'm not up for the bet tonight. He just nods back at me while turning around to talk with Jeff again.

"I'm going to use the loo, lads. Be right back," I say to them while getting up from the table, not bothering to know if they heard me. As I'm walking to the restroom, I have to stop to let a group of drunken girls walk past me. Realizing it's going to take awhile for them to pass by, seeing as they're stumbling in their heels, I try walking around them only to have somebody grab onto both of my arms. I look down to find a small blonde, blue eyed girl wearing a skin tight red dress looking back up at me with curious eyes. I'm not going to deny the fact that she's very fit, but her drunken state and smudged makeup isn't exactly a turn on to me.

"Woowww," she begins to slur, while grabbing onto my arms,"do you work out a lot? Cause you look like you workout a lot! You're arms are so big! Ella! Come feel his arms! They're sooo big!"

I chuckle at her in amusement but also out of discomfort. It's not everyday you have a girl patting you down. I try to pull her off of me, but that only seems to encourage her to feel me up more.

"Jasmine, can you please let go of him? We don't need you getting into trouble again." I hear somebody say behind her in an irritated manner. At the sound of the voice, I look up to see who my savior is. It's a girl I have never seen before, and a very fit looking one at that.