Though not a limited edition, the watch bore the emblem of a prestigious brand, valued at around half a million dollars.
Zora raised an eyebrow, intrigued. Fine, Ill take that bet. But if they dont give in tonight, you owe me that watch, she declared, placing her elegant purse beside the watch.
Im telling you, if Bettie gets even a little flirty, Lance wont be able to resist. Betties friend removed her necklace and added it to the growing pile of wagers.
I dont think so. You underestimate Lance. He may surprise you.
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As they made their bets, Bettie, lounging on the sofa and pretending to be tipsy, was rendered speechless upon hearing their exchange.
Knowing her friends were deliberately getting her drunk, Bettie had joined the drinking game, only to act intoxicated after a few drinks, never expecting to become the subject of a betting pool among her friends.
But as she listened to their banter, she couldnt help but be entertained by the unexpected turn of events.
Little did Zora and the others know Betties drunken state was a charade.
After a moments pause a gentle rap on the door disrupted the rooms quiet ambiance. Im Lance. Permission to enter?
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Come right in.
Forgive the intrusion, Lance said, stepping into the chamber, met by a chorus of curious stares.
Observing Lance, Zoras smile held a hint of mischief. Weve missed Bettie. Seems weve indulged a tad too much.
No worries, Lance said, approaching Betties slouched form on the sofa. Ill bring her home safely.
Take care, and drive cautiously, Zora remarked, her concern palpable.
Before Lance could leave, a mischievous grin played across the Lips of one of Betties friends, who had made a wager on Bettie getting intimate with Lance tonight. Bettie had a little mishap with the wine earlier. Dont forget to change her clothes when you come back home.
Ah, duly noted. Thank you for the heads-up. Lance acknowledged graciously before making his exit.
Betties mind churned with determination. She vowed to settle the score with her friends next time around!
As Lance departed, Betties friends voices clamored together in excitement.
Darling, you were fantastic! I have a feeling were going to win big-time!
Hahaha
Meanwhile, resting against Lances sturdy shoulder, Bettie noticed the gentle rise and fall of his chest, lulling her into a drowsy state. Though not intoxicated, she had imbibed more than her fair share.
Upon reaching the underground garage, Lance carefully settled Bettie into the backseat of the car.
Sensing the movement, Bettie snapped awake. Just as she was about to open her eyes, she felt Lances breath on her face, feather-light and tantalizing. Her body froze, forgetting what to do next.
Lances breath grew warmer and closer, as if poised to kis Bettie in the next heartbeat.