Bet Me

Chapter 2

James Pov

My head feels like it has it's own heart beat as it pounds intensely on my skull. My eyes open and want to immediately close as the sun from my closed curtains poke through them. I find myself rolling over to the other side of the bed to see the woman from the night before laying next to me.

"Hey handsome." The woman notices I'm awake and instead of getting up to go find her clothes,  she wraps herself around me and begins to lay her head on my rock hard chest. 

What is this? Cuddling? C'mon. I don't even try to hide the fact that I'm rolling my eyes.

I pat her back gently as I set myself on the bed. I sit there awkwardly for a moment shifting my eyes across the room. The floor is full of sprawled out clothes from the night before. I could stay here and cuddle all morning long but let's face it, that's not really my style and I'm not afraid of offending this girl. I push her off roughly and get out of the bed, exposing my blue boxers.

"Where are you going?" She sits up and pulls the white comforter to her chest. 

The cold hardwood floor feels nice on my bare feet. I find the shirt on the floor from last night and fling it on myself. I run into the bathroom and come out with blue jeans on my legs and a toothbrush in my mouth, ready to get this woman out of my apartment. "So buttercup I had an amazing night last night but I'm afraid I have a very important interview in.." I look down to check my watch on my wrist to notice it's  on the bed side table. Busted.

The bleach blonde in my bed raises her eyebrow "I can go." Although she looked a little confused and hurt, I found myself to not really care.

"That would be perfect." I don't know what to do other than close my eyes and give her one of the biggest smiles I could give, hoping there would be no water works and this transition would work smoothly. 

She rolls her eyes and gets up out of the bed searching for her clothes. I walk over to the curtains and pulling them back, I feel my hang over in my head and decide to close the curtains back up.

"I had a great time last night, call me." She slips a piece of paper into my pant pocket as she kisses me on the lips. Her hands lingered as if she wanted to go at it again. Her piercing eyes convinced me that she wanted to stay. 

I let her kiss me for a couple of seconds before I gently push her back. "I could call you an Uber?" My famous one liner after a drunken night with some girl whose name I don't recall.

"I'm good, thank you James." She walks out of my apartment and I take the piece of paper she gave me. I examine the name out of curiosity. It read: Chrissie xoxo. 

Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock

Damn it I don't know but you can't stay here!" I almost yell as I open the door swiftly, ready to deal with whatever that woman was trying to pull. To my surprise it was not my one night stand that I would never call again. Instead, it was a 5'1 dirty blonde with narrow green eyes, Katie.

She walks into my apartment confidently and makes her way into my kitchen, grabbing a water bottle and drinking it. "Man, I was so thirsty." She says after she takes a couple of gulps of it. She takes a look at me and stares me up and down. "Messed up bed, messed up hair, and some strange girl I met in the hallway leads me to only question. How was the one night stand?" She smiles sweetly, yet sarcastically waiting for my response. 

I smirk as I follow her confident walk to my kitchen, still brushing my teeth to get the awful tastes of last night out of my mouth. "What's the matter you jealous?"

Katie pulls me towards her and kisses me roughly. Her hands make their way to my hair and grips on it tightly, her lips just inches away from mine. "I would be if I didn't know that I could have you whenever I wanted." Her minty fresh breath lingers softly on my tongue. 

I set my tooth brush down as I kiss her back softly, laying one hand on her soft cheek. I move myself into her closer before she pushes me off her. 

"Ha, you thought." Her green eyes mock me as she pushes me back.

I roll my eyes and follow her into my living room quickly "Why are you here anyway?"

"What, you didn't want to see me?"

"Yeah but at this hour in the day?"

Katie laughs hysterically. "Oh really Mr. Hotshot. What time is it then?" She sits down on my leather sofa and folds her arms across her chest, staring at me waiting for an answer. 

"Eight in the morning." I guessed blindly. 

Katie breaths heavily out of her nose and rolls her eyes. 

"You saw my watch on my floor didn't you?" I asked, feeling pretty stupid. I had no idea what time it was, and Katie knew it.

"That and you probably got so drunk last night that you don't remember what you did with your phone."

"Yeah, the watch thing didn't work this time." I pat my jeans with the little hope that I may have left it somewhere in the pockets of my jeans. 

"It's right here." She pull my phone from the seat of the couch and throws it to me. I catch it quickly and check the time to figure out it's 12:15.

"Well  on the bright side you don't have classes today."

"Don't you ever think its weird that you seem to know my entire class schedule?" I plop myself next to her as I reach for the remote to turn on the television.

"Considering the fact that I pretty much own your ass? Not really" 

I examine Katie's green eyes. Her diamond hoops dangle from her ear lobes. She was looking extra hot today. As douchey as it seems, I don't really think I would be her friend if it wasn't for the fact she was rolling in money. I know, I know but I think that goes both ways. Katie and I met at a club somewhere around campus three years ago. After our one night stand, we found out that our dads worked together, awkward I know. That meant that Katie and I were both rolling in money. Ever since, Katie has became the girl I always went to for a good time. She wasn't just my hook up buddy, she was probably one of my best friends. I kind of enjoyed having her around at times.

"So what about you? Classes?" My focus is back on the T.V as I mindlessly flip channels, not really paying much attention when I ask.

"Wow, James asking about someone else other than himself? That hangover must really be hitting you hard today, bud."

"Oh shut up."

"I got out early."

"Hmph." I mumble now, not paying attention to much of anything she said.

"So should I go now then?" Her eyes narrowed and she examined me as I flipped the channels.

"If you want." I state, now watching some movie I've seen for the billionth time. 

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  AN: Question of the chapter: What's your favorite T.V show?