1Authors note: I do realize I go way overboard with Abbie's southernness but I just couldn't help myself, she's adorable with it! Oh, and I don't know how smart or dumb roosters are, I'm assuming. You'll know what I mean in a second. Also, let it be known that I do in fact take constructive criticism, as you would know if you were one of the users that prompted me to fix "Dominance", which I did.

Bet

Partie un: Le pari insondable (The unfathomable bet)

"Darlin' I bet you couldn't go one whole work day without checking Alex out." Abbie smirks from her perched position on Casey's doorframe. Casey rolls her eyes and refuses to look up from her work.

"Why in the world would I be checking Cabot out Abbie?"

"It's not hard to tell you're a lesbian. Hell a rooster could tell and if you thought human guys were dumb you ain't ever gone to a farm."

"One, have I ever told you I hate your farm references? Two, I have in fact never been to a farm, third and for the very last time, I am not a lesbian."

"Then take the bet. Come on Casey, it's a challenge! And if you're not a lesbian..." She trails off.

Casey taps her pen against her desk, contemplating and Abbie grins, knowing Casey could never turn down a challenge.

"What's on the line?" Casey asks cautiously.

"What do you want if you win?"

Casey stands and walks to the window. She can see Alex getting out of her car and is ashamed to find her eyes already rooming. Abbie walks up from behind her and places her hand on her shoulder.

"Tell you what, if I win, you need to be my sex slave for a night. If you win, I prmise you a night with Alexandra." Abbie says stretching out her hand.

Casey takes one more longing look at Alex, the last one she's aloud today, before turning and taking Abbie's hand firmly in her own.

Before Alex reaches her office Abbie is running towards her and waving her hands frantically to get her attention.

"Good morning Carmichael."

"Guess what this here cowgirl got Miss Casey Novak to agree to!"

"Casey Novak? Agreeing to something?" Alex jokes.

"You're going to just love this."

Alex shuts the door behind them as they enter her office.

"I made a bet with her that she wouldn't be able to not check you out for a day." Abbie grins.

"What are the stakes?" Alex asks nonchalantly while pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"If I win she needs to be my sex slave for the night."

"Well you are always saying that "That girl needs some south in her mouth"." Alex says in an annoyingly fake southern accent.

"My God you actually listen!"

Alex snorts at the banter before sipping her coffee. "What if Casey wins?"

Abbie giggles, looks away and scratched the back of her head.

"Abbie." Alex says in a warning tone. "Well I promised her a night with you. But it was really general! You couldlike, cook her dinner and watch the price is right or something." Abbie responds in a panic.

Alex eyes pop out of he head and she nearly spits out her coffee. "What! You're joking right? But I'm not ready for that!"

"For what?"

"Going to bed with her!"

"Oh yeah, that little unprofessional crush you have on her."

"You're one to talk miss "You need to be my sex slave for one night when you lose the bet I knew you couldn't win all along Casey.""

"You have that much confidence in your abilities?" Abbie asks raising an eyebrow, choosing to dismiss the rest of Alex's statement. There's one more challenge thrown out there that the stubborn idiots won't back down from.

Alex raises her chin in her trademark proud fashion. "I better help you win then." She says hiking up her skirt and unbuttoning the first few buttons on her shirt.