A Bet Gone Wrong

Prologue

Cameron

"Hey, guys, where are we eating today?" Jack asked as the cashier handed us our change. I had given her a twenty dollar bill to pay for my lunch, so I had to stuff all the change into my pocket before it could slip out of my free hand and spill all over the floor.

"We should go outside," Dylan replied to him. "Besides, that's where all the chicks are," He added with a wink.

That had been a good enough reason for me. Anywhere girls had gathered was the perfect place for us to be. It was so easy to manipulate them, turn them against each other, and sleep with more since they always seemed to travel in a pack. Most guys were afraid of that last factor, but to us, that was just an open invitation.

We saw Pat was already seated, but before we headed out of the door I heard a shrill voice call my name.

"Cameron!" Kathy squealed from behind us.

Before I could fully turn around to face her, she had already wrapped her arms around me, almost causing me to drop my lunch. I could feel half of the cafeteria's eyes on me, but that wasn't unusual. Dylan and Jack both looked at me with their, we-will-see-you-in-five expressions. Unaware, Kathy released me and smiled. Instantaneously, memories of the night two days ago replayed in my mind.

"You can trust me, I would never hurt you," I promised her, giving a convincing lie.

Before she had a chance to deny what I said, I gently pressed my lips to hers. I could feel her heartbeat increase dramatically when she kissed me back, so I wrapped my arms securely around her small waist to help sway her. Though she had given in this far, she was still resisting me. I steadily moved on top of her and could feel her start to fully give in to what it was I had strived to achieve.

Then she broke off the kiss, and her chocolate brown eyes bore into mine. "How do I know I can trust you?" She asked breathlessly.

I gave her my best reassuring smile which in return caused her cheeks to turn a light shade of red. "Because you're special to me," I replied in a whisper.

Her eyes searched mine once more, but instead of resisting me she pulled my head back down to hers. I had her now. Number thirty-five.

The game my friends and I had been playing involved us daring each other to sleep with a virgin. It was much safer that way - just in case we didn't happen to have a condom on hand - we wouldn't be at risk. The one who had fulfilled the most bets by the end of the year won the game. Unfortunately for some of the girls, it was a one night thing and then we forget all about them. It was considered cruel to most people, but not us.

Saying number thirty-five may have sounded high, but it wasn't the number from just this year. It was from all the years we'd played this game combined. Freshmen year I had seven, sophomore year I gained another twelve, and then this year so far I had been with sixteen girls.

"Hey Kathy," I replied distantly as memories continued to replay in my mind.

It always came down to this, breaking a girl's heart. I didn't mind doing it if the girl was a slut, but other girls like Kathy were more complicated to handle. Girls who weren't throwing themselves at you tended to take it more personal. I was worried Kathy wouldn't take no for an answer.

"What's up?" She asked before looping an arm within my own. "I was driving the other day and I passed by this cool restaurant. I was wondering if you'd like to check it out with me." She smiled hopeful.

I gave her a quick look over. She was a pretty good-looking girl, much more attractive than I had originally thought. She had been so innocent it was a struggle for me to gain her trust at first. Of course I had a few tricks up my sleeve that I used on her, and to my avail they worked. She had been very shy and her smile was contagious, but she just wasn't the one for me. Sighing, I shoved back my sensitive side and converted back to the asshole I was used to being.