BET

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Kasia 

"He bought you flowers?" Juliette exclaims, clasping her hands together. "How romantic."

I glare at her over the coffee table where I place the bouquet of flowers and lean back against the couch, sinking into the cushions while the reflections in Juliette's eyes seem to light up like a cartoon character. I wait to see if they might pop out of her eyes in a heart shape or something even more dramatic and run my hands over my face.

"That word," I mumble from behind my hands.

Evelyn clears her throat next to me and I spread my fingers over my eyes to be able to see her. She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms in front of her with a sly smile on her mouth.

"What is it now?"

"I think it's time for another bet." she says.

Rolling my eyes, I place my hands back over my face. "No thanks, I'm full."

"Kasia the quitter, huh?" Evelyn taunts. "Never thought I'd see the day."

"Fuck you." I sigh, dropping my hands in defeat and sitting up on the couch. "Go on."

"I bet you can't get them to break up with you." she says.

"We're not dating." I respond, amending her terms.

"They're buying you flowers." Juliette chimes in.

"One of them bought me flowers. It doesn't mean anything." I scowl at her.

"I think you're enjoying it too much." Evelyn continues, pulling my attention back to her.

I shake my head, snorting. "I assure you, I could definitely be enjoying it more."

"Kasia-" she says in a warning tone, but I cut her off.

"So what if I am? This whole thing started because guys do whatever they want whenever they feel like it. Now you're telling me that I'm enjoying it too much?"

Evelyn holds up her hands in defense. "Hey, you're the one who decided that you wanted to fuck the entire football team to fix the patriarchy or whatever. Don't blame me for the position you're in."

I roll my eyes. "Oh fuck you for that internalized bullshit. I decided to fuck the entire football team to rub it your face and win a bet... and I only fucked three of them!"

"And now you're going to get them to break it off to win again." Evelyn's smile beams as she crosses her arms over her chest.

I glare at her, weighing if it is worth it to jump over this coffee table and break her face instead. But I know why she is doing this. She knows that I can't say no. She knows me too well to know that I have already made up my mind and am going to take any challenge that she throws at me, because that is who I am.

"Evelyn, give her a break." Juliette speaks again, trying to play mediator between us.

The stubbornness inside of me only burns brighter then, unable to shy away even when I know I should. I bite the inside of my cheek and slap my hands down onto my lap.

"Fine, you're on." I say, sealing my fate once again.