The Bet

A tall eighteen-year-old old teenager with light brown hair, hazel eyes and a well-built muscular body dressed in a t-shirt, a pair of jeans and a hoodie stood in his lobby of his family's modelling business, jaw trapped as he eyed models from all walks of life, different backgrounds, countries and cities as they mingled with one another, waited with their managers or talked with their designers all in preparation for the biggest week in Redwater City that summer. Redwater City’s Fashion Week.

“Stop gawping at them and just make your move already?” A voice called out, causing Peter to turn his eyes away from stunning blonde model with an incredible hourglass figure and instead focus on the person the voice belonged to, his adoptive sister, Adrianna Cabot.

Born to a family that was close friends with his parents, whom had taken her in when her birth parents had passed in a tragic accident when she was ten-years-old, Adrianna Cabot had blossomed from a scared girl with red hair and emerald-green-eyes to a stunning eighteen-year-old teenager with a slender body with large, firm, round breasts and a curvy ass often wrapped up in stylish outfits that showcased her incredible outfits like the one she was currently wearing, a white top that showed off her cleavage and a pair of jeans that highlighted the roundness of her ass.

“Seriously, I thought that the great Peter Grayson had better moves than just staring and maybe possibly drooling.” Adrianna added.

“I’m not drooling,” Peter said quickly checking his mouth in a mirror nearby, causing Adrianna to laugh. “And I’ve got moves.”

“Yeah, I know. The cheerleaders, including some of my best friends, constantly remind me during practice.” Adrianna said, rolling her eyes at her brother.

“Yeah, I genuinely am sorry about that AC,” Peter said awkwardly. “They just…”

“I don’t need to hear any more excuses, from you or them,” Adrianna sighed. “Let’s get some coffee and you can tell me which one of these girls you’re planning on seducing.”

“I’m not planning on seducing any of them,” Peter said as he followed Adrianna around the corner as they headed towards the canteen on the ground floor. “They work for the company, it would be bad for…”

“The business?” Adrianna finished for him as they entered the canteen where a few more models sat at some of the tables or were at the till paying for the drinks. “Never has that once stopped anyone in our family or the business from playing around with each other. And besides that never stopped you with that Hightower girl.”

“That was before she joined the company, which she joined after a lot of convincing.” Peter said as he ordered himself and Adrianna some coffee.

“Perhaps she’s the reason why you’re drooling and not playing.” Adrianna commented as the pair took their drinks and sat down opposite each other at a table.

“Hazel?” Peter said in confusion.

“Maybe you’re hoping to impress her.” Adrianna suggested.

“I doubt anything I or anyone else does could impress her,” Peter told the redhead. “Besides, she's not even in Redwater. The company managed to get her some sort of European photoshoot tour thing.”

“Then there’s nothing to stop you, is there?” Adrianna smirked. “No girlfriend, your crush is taken, Asa and Hollie are together, fuck-buddies are well just fuck-buddies and you’ve had a quite a few of those, like more than a few…”

“Is there a point to this?” Peter said, shaking his head.

“My point is…” Adrianna paused before continuing. “I know you. You’re making up these excuses about the company and whatnot but the second one of these models makes a pass at you, you’re gonna take them up on it.”

“Like you wouldn’t either.” Peter pointed out. “You may have gotten a few jabs in about me drooling but I saw you eyeing Sabine Monet and Daniella Santos. You want them just like I do.”

“I won’t deny it,” Adrianna nodded. “They’re hot as fuck and I’m gonna make my move and so are you. Like I said, I know you. My point though or should I say my offer is… How about we make this interesting?”

“Interesting how?” Peter curiously asked as he leaned forward, bringing them close to each almost like they were sharing a secret with one another.

“Fashion week is obviously happening all week. We got every big name we could here,” Adrianna softly spoke with a seductive whisper. “So how about we make a bet?”

“A bet? What kind of bet?” Peter asked, although knowing his adoptive sister he had some idea of what she might say.

“The Grayson to bag the most models in the week gets a prize.” Adrianna suggested.

“Not bad. What’s the prize?” Peter wondered.

“For you. Your heart’s desire…” Adrianna paused before adding on softly. “Me. However you want me. In lingerie, naked, whatever your heart desires… Yours to do with…”

“AC, we… you…” Peter said in surprise at Adrianna’s offer.

“Don’t try to deny it. Like I’ve told you before, I know everything,” Adrianna reminded Peter. “I know you want me. I know you’ve thought about it and if truth be told. I’ve thought about it too. So, if you win, I’ll let you have me whichever way you please.”

“And if you win?” Peter wondered.

“Hmmm,” Adrianna wondered as she seemed to contemplate the question asked of her. “I haven’t really decided but let’s just say it’s a prize to be disclosed later on, if you’re in agreement.”

“As long as it doesn’t come to bite me in the ass.” Peter sighed.

“It probably won’t. You are my favourite brother after all.” Adrianna smiled. “So, you in?”

“What the hell? I ain’t got nothing to lose,” Peter nodded his agreement. “I assume there’s got to be some proof of conquest just to show we’re not making any up.”

“Not that I would believe you would,” Adrianna told him and Peter nodded his agreement. “Let’s see, we can’t have pictures leaking out… perhaps, panties? We take the conquered panties?”

“Sounds good to me,” Peter smiled. “So, do we shake on it or…”

“Let’s just say,” Adrianna said with a smirk. “To the victor, go the spoils.”