Betty (Gage)

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     *solo smut*

 "I have gym shorts, but they are going to be too big." I say looking her over. She is still in the tiny black shorts that may or may not have puke on them, and my t-shirt. What is in my gym bag is the only clothes I have with me. That's all I have to offer right now. They are going to fall off of her, but she could hold them up. They do have a drawstring so maybe they will work. It will have to do till we can get her some real clothes. "Fuck, you don't have shoes either do you?" I say looking at her feet. Jesus, what else?

I hate that I feel the need to help and protect this girl. It is going to get us both in trouble, fuck it already has. I just can't help it. I find myself thinking and worrying about her constantly. I couldn't make her sleep here anymore. It was causing me to lose sleep. I would lay awake wondering if she was ok, or if she had eaten. I couldn't find a place to put her other than a hotel or something. That shit is expensive, and I can't have her running away. I don't want to get the girl killed, I also don't want to go broke, or get killed for letting her go. So I guess she can stay at my apartment in the extra room. If anyone asks why she's with me I can say it's so I can keep an eye on her. I have come up with all kinds of reasons why she should just stay with me. Not one of them is because I want her close to me. We are not even going to entertain that thought.

"Come on, I have to get my shit." I tell her, leading her through the hallways. She followed looking around.

"Do I get to know where I am?" She asks, sounding a bit excited. You'll know when we get outside. It's not hard to figure out. You can see this place from space.

"Are you sure you don't want to be surprised?" I tease her and smile. She flips me off. This is the first time today she gave me the finger. I have usually been flipped off several times by now. I think she is starting to like me. And we are not going to think about why that makes me smile a little. "We are in Vegas." I finally told her. She looked shocked and kind of excited.

"Holy shit, I always wanted to come here! We were thinking of coming for my 21st birthday. My parents, brother and his wife. We even started saving!" She suddenly stopped following. I turned to see why she stopped. She was just standing there staring at the floor looking unbelievably crushed. She clenched her fists, took a deep breath and looked up at me.

"Well that isn't ever going to happen now is it?" She states taking a few steps toward me ready to continue walking. I chose to ignore her sad realization. I am not good with the feelings stuff.

We continued down the hallway till we reached the office. I opened the door and held it for her. She walked in and I walked around to the other side of the desk to get my things. I grabbed my bag, pulled out the shorts, threw them to her, and she dropped them.

"Nice catch!" I say as she flips me off, again. Causing me to grin. "And you call me an asshole. Such a sassy thing." I tease, chuckling at her. Charlie gives me scowl but it lacks her usual bite. Then she smiles up at me.

"I called you a dick not an asshole." She says holding the shorts out to find the front. Her smile turns to a grin, and then she bites her lip. She likes our back and forth. She is making it hard to keep my mind from wandering over to non-PG thinking when she does that fucking lip thing. It brings back memories of her giving me that fucking lap dance.

"I believe I was described as 'hot' and a 'dick' thank you very much." I remind her. She's trying to remember exactly what she said when she was drunk. I haven't let her forget it. I guess we are going to pretend she didn't say I was hot, and she is going to ignore that I keep bringing it up. She puts the shorts on and they are really big. She grabs the string and tries to tighten them.

"I look like an idiot." She is laughing while clutching the waistband to keep the shorts from falling.

"I wasn't going to say anything, but since you brought it up. You do look a little stupid." She keeps setting herself up to be teased, and I can't seem to help myself. She puts her hands on her hips and flips me off for the third time. She is cute.

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