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"Let's make a bet!" I say jumping up and down clapping my hands. "James if you lose, you tell me where you disappear to all the time. Kade if you lose," hmm, I have nothing, "You have to cut your hair.”
Now girls, I know you are probably cussing me out right now, and yes Kade’s hair is hot. But I think with short hair he will look even sexier.
James looks at Kade then me. “I’m in.”
Kade runs his hands through his light blonde hair, frowning. I tap my foot on the floor, waiting.
“Fine. I’m in too,” He relents.
I get a huge bowl of popcorn to sit and watch the game.
“Nikki, don’t think you’re getting out of this. You have to play the winner, and make a separate bet,” James says with a smirk. Oh shit.
“Okay, that sounds fair,” I grumble.
I watch Kade and James face off. They are both good players to be honest. They both beat each other now and again, they are pretty evenly matched. They are both down to the black ball, and it could be anyone’s game really. When James sinks the black ball, Kade groans. I bite my lip.
My man’s getting his locks cut off. Kade goes somewhere, probably to stare at himself in the mirror and sulk over his hair. The thought makes me laugh out loud. James and I play, and he kicks my ass.
“Okay James. What do you want,” I ask reluctantly. James walks over to me, and stands close. He bites his lip ring for a few moments, thinking.
“I want you to do a strip dance on the pole,” he says finally with an evil smile.
Kade walks back out just as James makes that announcement. “The fuck she will!” he growls. I see James grin unrepentantly. I roll my eyes.
“So what? I just shake my ass on the pole?” I ask James. It sounds kinda fun.
“You’re not fucking dancing for anyone but me Nikki,” Kade yells, his tone aggressive.
“Fucking party pooper,” James grumbles. “Fine Kade, any ideas?”
Kade suddenly gets an evil look on his face and I gulp. “How about, you have to be nice to Ashley for an entire day,” he says, looking proud of his evil scheme.
“What kind of shit is that?” I spit out, getting angry.
“It’s a bet; you have to do what we decide!” Kade brags, still grinning.
I look at James, pleading, but he just laughs. No help there. Asshole.
“Come on! I’d rather do the pole every night for a month!” I beg.
James laughs, but Kade does not look impressed. “It’s just one day Nikki, can’t you do that?” James asks.
“Fuck, probably not. My willpower isn’t that strong. It would be easier to just smash her face in,” I say frankly.
James gives me a belly laugh, but Kade just looks pissed. “You're doing it,” Kade says with a warning in his tone.
“You can't tell me what to do!” I huff.
“So are you going to be known as the girl who doesn’t keep her word? Doesn’t make good on the bets she loses?” he taunts.
“Fine!” I concede ungracefully.