Now this town was something else. Kristina thought New York City was
something but Las Vegas was just crazy! With Justin's help she got
into the 21 and up casinos but still opted not to drink. It only
worked when you were in Canada and nowhere else. The lights were just
crazy, what was the electric bills for a place like this? And what
dweeb thought like that? They stopped by Las Vegas before heading to
Memphis for the holidays. It was some sort of way to ease her nerves
before introducing her to his mother. She was a nervous wreck. Sure
she got along with all of her friends parents because she was the
good one. The one all her friends parents wished was their daughter
but meeting Justin's mom was a different story. They talked on the
phone a few times but this would be their first face to face meeting.
What if she wasn't good to her? She so didn't measure up to Cameron
or Britney!
"Babe, I'm gonna teach ya how to play blackjack ok?"
"Um, yeah."
"You're mind is just everywhere. Is it still because of my mom?"
"I know I shouldn't think about it, but I can't--"
"So don't, she already loves you and she's just gonna love you more."
Justin showed Kristina a few games, they won a few times, lost a few
times. Hours passed as they through the Palms.
"Ok so is this how you do it!!" It was like a light bulb clicked but
Justin wasn't paying one bit of attention. He was too busy looking at
this chick from afar with this dress so tight if she blinked, she'd
bust out of it. Kristina put two and two together and began to
laugh. "I can't believe you!"
"Huh?"
"You're staring at the girl with your fiancé standing right here!"
"Huh?"
"Oh my gosh!" she laughed. She picked up her cup of chips and walked
away. Justin finally snapped out of his trance and followed her.
"Wait what?"
"You were checking out that broad down there! And I'm like here!"
Justin wanted to throw the Lance and Trace thing back in her face but
it wasn't the same. Damn, was he staring that hard? But that
dress…. "Justin!" she said smacking his arm. She just shook her head
and walked away.
"I was just looking that's all!!!"
"Yeah that makes better!"
"If I didn't know any better you were turning a little green."
"I was not!"
"You were so, you're jealous because I was checking out that girl
back there!"
"I'm mad because you shouldn't be checking out girls with your
fiancée sitting right next to you!"
"Oh come on Kristina face it, you can get jealous when you want to."
"If that was the case then all those pictures of you in Europe in US
weekly and Teen people would've had me @#%$ bricks."
"Well because you weren't there, but you're here and you're jealous.
See I told you that you could be."
"Oh yeah? Well want to make a little bet about that?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"You go to talk to her, I'll find someone to talk to and we'll just
see who gets jealous first. Deal?" she asked holding her hand out.
"Deal" the two shook on the bet.
"Good luck, you're gonna need it."
"Well see about that." The two separated going their own way.
"This is going to be too easy" they both thought to themselves. It
felt like it would be forever before Kristina could find someone.
Justin was all under the girl with the second skin dress. He could
feel her brown eyes looking right at him and he was loving every
minute of it. Yeah and she said she wouldn't be jealous tah! She just
sat back and sipped on sparkling cider.
"Oh my gosh, did you hear Eminem is here!"
"Where?!"
"Down at the roulette table!"
"We have to go down there!" This was going to be tooooo easy. If
Justin thought he had the upper hand he was gonna eat those words.
Quickly Kristina got up from the table and ran upstairs. This wasn't
going to work with those low riders. If she was gonna get up on Em
then she was gonna have to hook it up.
"Where is she going?" Justin thought. He paid no mind though, maybe
she was going upstiars in defeat. But in 15 minutes she came back
downstairs in this little black dress he remember she bought when
they went up to San Fran. It showed off every delicious curve, hips
and breast and very very low in the back stopping just under her
tattoo. Then she had to wear those shoes that made her leg look
fantastic. She pulled her hair out of the high ponytail and down,
letting her ringlets flow down her back. Right about now Justin could
careless about her but he had to see what angle she was working first.
"Any new players? Any new players?"
"Me" she said sitting right next to Eminem. He scanned her entire
body back up to her face. She gave him this little sexy smirk,
licking her lips. Why did she look so familiar? Oh wait, wasn't she
that little fags fiancé? Right about now he could careless who's
fiancé she was because looking at that body and they way she looked
at him made every hair on his body stand up.
"Lucky little @#%$" he thought.
"Alright, let's start the game!" They broke eye contact and began to
play. Em couldn't keep his eyes off of her, especially when she
crossed her legs like that.
{Mmm I should get up in that tonight} She kept giving him these looks
that made him grow. He even lost cause he kept his eyes on her.
"The lady is the winner!" The whole crowd cheered. Em was about to
leave the table but she stopped him.
"Wait, you're my good luck charm, stay." He didn't have to be told
twice. "Krisitna" she said holding out her hand.
"Eminem, but you can call me Marshall."
"Alright Marshall." They talked while playing the game. Kristina kept
winning over and over again causing a huge uproar.
"What's going on over there?" Shene (the girl Justin was with) asked.
"No clue."
"Some girl over there is like up 50,000 bucks at one of the tables."
"Let's go see." Justin and Shene got up and moved over to see what
was going on. You could barely see who it was but thanks to Justin's
height and tip toes he saw exactly who it was. It was Kristina and
someone had their hand on her waist. She could feel Em, I mean
Marshall kissing up her spine to her neck. That's when Kristina felt
Justin looking in on her. Yeah two could play that game.
Once she knew she had Justin's attention she she'd have it for the
rest of the night.
"Another game little lady?"
"No sir."
"Let's go upstairs" Marshall whispered in her ear.
"Mmm, baby, I wanna dance."
"Cool." Kristina grabbed her earnings and took Marshall's hand,
leading him to the club just feet away. Justin grabbed Shene's hand
and followed after. Soon as he found them he knew Kristina was
looking on. So he got close to Shene rubbing her leg and kissing her
neck. He was still boiling that she was with none other than Eminem
but he wasn't going to loose this bet he was sure of it.
"You want something to drink?" Kristina wasn't much of a drinker and
with Justin she refused to drink until the January when she turned 21
but hey there were ways to confuse a man.
"Sure." Justin watched as the two got drinks. Kristina never drunk!
Marshall was talking his ass off but she didn't pay any attention to
anything he was saying. She had her eye on Justin rubbing up against
that girl. "I wanna dance."
"Alright." Kristina lead Marshall down to the floor and they began
to dance to Outkast's Happy valentine's day. Justin watched how she
danced up close to him. His temper was reaching its limit. It was
obvious that Eminem was hard. You could see it right through his red
sweats. "Nice tattoo, you from the D?"
"Yeah."
"Where?"
"8 mile baby."
"8 mile? Yeah right."
"8 mile and Lahser, but I'm gonna be a southwest girl forever."
"Southwest huh? I like them girls from southwest. They know how to
put it down."
"We sho' do."
"Well then, how about you go put it down on me then."
"Lead the way." Eminem took her hand and led her out of the club.
Where the hell was they going?! That was it, Justin could take
anymore. He jumped from his seat and ran after them leaving Shene all
alone. He almost caught up with them but got stalled. The last
glimpse he got was of Eminem leaning into Kristina's neck as the
elevator doors closed. From one of his guards he found out Em was on
the 12th floor. He waited and waited and waited for the elevator but
all of them were busy.
"DAMN IT!" he screamed. He ran over to the stairwell and literrally
ran up 12 flights of steps. Out of breath and tired he finally made
it to the floor. He automatically knew which door was Em's from the
mulitple guards standing outside his door. He didn't care he was
going to get his finacee and stop this little game that just gotten
way out of control.
"Where you think you goin?"
"I need to see Eminem."
"Mr. Mathers is busy at the moment."
{NNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO}
"I need to speak to him NOW!" Justin tried to barge his way through
but it just didn't work. Em's guard picked him up like a rag doll and
tossed him in the elevator. All sorts of thoughts were running
through Justin's mind. His finacee, how could she do him like that?!
This bet was just stupid! Justin pressed the button to the 10th floor
and headed back to their room. THEIR ROOM. She was now upstairs
getting her freak on with some wanna be thug that was really from the
burbs. With his head down and his heart broken he scooted into his
room. All the anger built back up when he walked back in. He had to
unleash it. Justin began throwing everything around the room and
yelling at the top of his lungs. He was so loud yelling that he
didn't even hear the door behind him click open.
"Is it safe to say I won the bet?" Justin turned around and saw
Kristina standing in the bathroom door looking at him. She was
dressed in sweats with a towel wrapped around her neck.
"Wha--?"
"You really thought I was going to sleep with him!"
"You made it kind of easy to believe that you were."
"Yeah and you moving your hand up that girls skirt was totally
unconvincing."
"Ok, ok, but you didn't have to drink!"
"I didn't drink anything!"
"I saw you."
"That was Vernors babe." Justin just laughed. She worked him good,
too good. He couldn't help it anymore, he just got up and pressed her
hard against his body. Justin clamped his mouth over hers so hard
that she as for sure that her lips would be swollen tonight. The kiss
almost felt as if he was branding her or something. Reminding her
that she was his and his only. The need for air came and the two
separated out of breath. "So…uh" she said between breathing "what are
we going to do with this room."
"Ugh, we're just gonna say someone broke in."
"Justin you can't do that!"
"Sure I can." After Justin made his call he looked over to Kristina.
She knew automatically what she was thinking.
"No he didn't kiss like you. He kisses like a desperate 6th grade
nerd." Justin began to laugh. "Plus he wears some nasty smelling
cologne, unlike my baby who not only smells fantastic but kisses like
a Greek god."
"So you're a pagan now?"
"Shut up" she laughed before kissing him. "Well?"
"Well what?"
"What about that girl?"
"Hmm, well she was pretty nice." Kristina hit him in the arm.
"I kid, she wasn't my type either. She had no brains and I think she
was some old man's lady because she smelt like cigars and medication
bottles." Kristina didn't mean to laugh so loud but that as hilarious!
"I'm sorry for coming up with that bet."
"Let's never do that again."
"Never, but there's still one thing."
"What's that?"
"You have to admit defeat."
"Aw, come on."
"Babe?"
"Fine, you won."
"Thank you babe."
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