12-Bet

**Saviera's POV**

We exit the bathroom and head back to the table. One thing I love about this corner booth is that the seat wraps around in a 'U' shape, so Zuri slides in to sit by Daveed on his left side and I slide in on the right side. He was sitting in the seat with both arms resting up on the back, so now it seems like his arms are around our shoulders. I see he ordered himself a whisky on the rocks while we were away from the table. Zuri and I drank our Sex on the Beaches before we went to the bathroom, so I wave over a waiter and order two more tequila shots for us. He brings our shots and lime slices with a salt shaker that I requested. Zuri pushes her hair back and exposes her neck. She leans over Daveed's lap and tilts her head to the side for me to lick and put some salt on it. I was careful not to pour any into Daveed's lap, but I dont even think he would care right now. I lick up the salt on her neck, take my shot, and Zuri already has one side of the lime in her mouth for me to take. When I put my lips up to hers to take the lime, she gave a sweet little kiss during the transfer.
Daveed looks surprisingly relaxed in his seat as if this is something the three of us do together on a regular basis. He gives off the vibes that tells me he has done some wild things and is definitely more experienced than Zuri and me. Our goal isn't to trick him into bed, but we need to see how comfortable he can be with both of us and start by forming some kind of trust. We know that can't happen in only one night, so Zuri and I will be his entertainment in the meantime. Before we ever get sexual with him, we have to be able to talk to him about our plans and be honest about where our boundaries lie. He did say that commitment isn't his thing, so I think this is perfect for everyone.
Now it's Zuri's turn to take a shot. I slide my index finger into her mouth and pull it out to sprinkle on the salt. She licks the salt from my finger, takes her shot, and I give her lime to her the same way she gave mine to me. When I look away from her, I see a few people watching us. Zuri and I are always unapologetic with our relationship and we aren't shy when it comes to public affection. Of course, we never do anything in front of children, but this is a club with twerking and half naked women on the dance floor. Surely they had to of had more clothes on when they walked in. I understand though because tequila makes me act the same way. Why are clothes even a thing?
"You two wanna go dance?" Daveed asked. I guess he saw the way I looked at the dance floor.
"Are you offering to dance with us, or do you just mean she and I?" Zuri asked with a little seduction in her tone.
"You think I will just sit here instead of being surrounded by you ladies while you grind? Where's the fun in that?" He responded.
Zuri and I looked at eachother and shrugged our shoulders. "Let's go!" I said excitedly.
We get to the dance floor and we start moving together. Zuri is grinding against him and I'm grinding against her. Eventually we're both grinding against his front. He has his right hand on my right hip and left hand on Zuri's left hip as we dance to the beat. After dancing for a couple of hours, we're starving and in major need of a drink. We sit at the table to talk about what our next move is.
"Okay, I need food or else I'm going to die." I said with exaggeration.
"Me too." Daveed agreed.
"Well, let's go somewhere else where there's a bigger menu." Zuri looks at her phone to check the time. "It's ten-thirty. Let's go to Tipsy's and get their food. They have the best drunk food."
"I agree. I'm getting us an Uber now." Daveed said.
Five minutes later our ride arrives and we go to Tipsy's. We pick the first available table that is closest to the bar and our waitress comes to take our orders.
"My name is Jane and I'll be serving you tonight. What drinks can I start you guys off with?" She's always so welcome.
"Hey, Jane. I'll take a Fuzzy Navel." I ordered.
Zuri goes next, "I would like a Malibu Sunset, please."
"Alright, and for you, sir?"
"I will take a bottle of Corona, please." Daveed says and Jane goes to make the drinks.
"A Corona after having lights and a dark liquor? Are you trying to have a throbbing head tomorrow?" Zuri askes.
"Or puke tonight." I add.
"I do this on a regular basis. I'll be fine, I promise." He assured with a smile.
Jane gets back with our drinks and asks what we would like to eat. Daveed gets chicken quesadillas, Zuri gets a grilled chicken bacon ranch wrap, and I order fried pickles with ranch and a ten count of traditional buffalo wings.
"Can you even eat that much?" Daveed asked.
"I could eat more, but I'm pacing myself." I respond. Zuri looks at him and just nods her head because she knows I usually eat more than this.
"You wouldn't believe what her breakfast plate looks like in the mornings. I drink protein shakes for breakfast and she has her own feast with coffee."
"I would've never guessed you could eat so much. Do you work out or something?" He asked.
"No, unfortunately I don't anymore. I used to run every morning, but school and now work has taken up so much of my time. I really miss running in the mornings." I say. I used to go for a five mile run every morning before class and that's just a short run for me. When I had more time to work with, I'd run nine miles within an hour. Since I started working nights, I've been too tired to wake up early enough. My exercising stopped, but my appetite is the same and that explains my fat ass and legs. My stomach isn't as toned as it used to be, but it's fairly skinny still to my surprise.
"I told her not to overwork herself. I think she should quit because I make plenty for the bills and rent plus our parents pitch in." Zuri says.
"I can't be the only one not working, babe. I have to contribute somehow." I explain.
Daveed says, "Once you graduate, start working out with me in the mornings. I wake up and go before work."
"I think that's a good idea. What do your workouts consist of?"
"It's different every day, but Wednesdays I always just run." He says.
"I bet my distance is longer and faster than yours." I challenge.
He laughed and said, "How much you wanna bet?"
Zuri chimes in, "Sorry, Daveed, but you don't want to challenge her. She came in second at the state Championship for long distance. Five miles is a warm-up for her."
"I'm still not convinced. What are we betting?" I slowly shake my head because I'm going to have to crush this man's pride when I smash him in long distance running.
An idea pops up in my head. "When I win, you have to take us out on a date. You'll have to plan the perfect evening to wow us. If we don't think it's up to par, we get to break an egg on your head."
"And if I win, the two of you will spend a whole day catering to me in nothing but lingerie." He responds mischievously.
Zuri and I look at each other and smile. "Deal" we say together and I shake his hand. This is becoming more real by the minute.