Chapter 21: Betting on the Girls
Derek's Point-of-View
"Where is my money?"
Amber and Mark looked up at me, both freezing in the act of shoveling food into their mouths.
"Here, damn it." Mark grumbled. "Getting into my condom money."
Amber slapped her fifty down on the table.
"Have Derek give you his. He won't be using any for a while." She told Mark.
I glared at her.
"I am not giving my condoms away. I will need them…eventually." I told them, sitting down with my salad.
"I sense another bet on the horizon." Mark chuckled.
"What terms?" I asked, taking a bite.
"I bet you can't get in Grey's pants before the end of the month." He said. He looked at Amber.
"Oh, uh uh. I am not involving myself in this one. She finds out and both of your balls will be displayed as hood ornaments." She said.
"How is she going to find out? It's just us." Mark said, grinning.
"How much?" I asked.
"Five big ones." Mark said.
"Done." I said.
It wasn't the money obviously, as I made two million dollars a year. It was the fact that I couldn't, wouldn't, let Mark win. He had won every, bet from the time I had known him except for this last one.
I know what you are thinking. How could you say you love someone and still bet on whether you are going to screw them?
I know how I feel about Meredith. I know I am going to get to know her, both her personality and in the biblical sense. It is just going to happen. I know it, she knows it.
So why not make a little money on the side?
"This is a really bad idea." Amber said. "I don't think you should do it."
"What's the harm? It's just a bet." I said. "It's not like I am sleeping with her for the five thousand dollars. I like her...a lot. Besides that, would make me a prostitute."
"You? A prostitute? Never." Amber feigns shock.
"Hey, I'll have you know, I have never accepted money for, or paid for, sex." I told her.
Mark cleared his throat.
Oh shit, that's right.
"Okay, that stripper was for Jason's bachelor party. I didn't know I would fuck her during it." I told him.
"Still counts." Mark said.
"You are just jealous that she didn't want you." I said.
"I got some that night." Mark said.
"With who?" I asked.
"Well, would you look at the time! I have got to go. Nice having lunch with you boys." Amber said, getting up quickly and throwing her trash onto the tray.
I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. Her ass never got in a hurry unless she was running away from something.
"Amber Dawn Shepherd! You slept with Mark? You were only seventeen that night!" I yelled.
"Why don't you just announce it to the whole cafeteria." She whispered harshly. "I don't think the dead people in the morgue heard you."
"We are going to talk about this later." I told her.
"What is it to you? I don't mention all of the skanks you have. So, leave me and my sexual behavior alone until you are married with five fucking kids."
She walked away with one last glare.
I hope she didn't tell Meredith about the bet.
"I just might fucker. Mess with me some more." She hissed without looking back.
How did she do that?
I turned my glare to Mark.
"Look, it happened years ago. Let it be. Besides all of the girls have had a turn. It is practically a right, of passage." He said.
All of my sweet, innocent until their wedding night sisters slept with my best friend? Well, Amber isn't married but up until this point, I had told myself she was a virgin.
Obviously not.
"Double it." I growled.
"Ten thousand dollars?" He asked, astounded.
"Yes, ten thousand dollars and a side bet of another ten."
His eyes narrowed.
"What's the side bet?"
"I bet you, you can't get Little Grey into bed." I challenged.
I noticed he tensed at the mention of her name. Hmmm…interesting.
"No." He said.
I shrugged.
"Okay." I said simply.
"It's not because I can't do it, I just don't want to. She's not my type. She is nice and sweet and…nice. Nothing I look for in a woman."
"I didn't say marry her, I said to screw her." I told him keeping my tone even.
"It just wouldn't be right." He said.
"Oh, you have suddenly grown a conscience? You don't seem to mind betting on Meredith." I said.
"Big Grey is ballsy and tough. Little Grey is innocent and…did I mention she is nice?" He said, his tone desperate.
He obviously didn't know the Lexie that I did.
She was so playing him.
I would help her along
"So, we are agreed then? Ten thousand main bet with a ten-thousand-dollar side bet." I asked.
"Agreed." He shook my hand rather reluctantly.
I squeezed until I felt his bone crackle.
"You ever sleep with any of my sisters again, I will cut off your penis and tack it to the surgery board with a scalpel." I threatened.
He cringed, whether it was because of the chokehold on his hand or the thought of his penis removed from his body, I am not sure.
"Got it." He wheezed out.
"Good!" I smiled and slapped his back heartily. "I have to go see a doctor about something."
I got out my sidekick to text Lexie.
I was about to do her one hell of a favor.
Do you think that Mark and Derek should bet on the girl?