Chapter 15: Emma

"Where you going?" he called out after I had spent one dollar and won absolutely nothing. Which was more than could be said for him. He seemed to win every sin-gle time he put money in the machine, which wasn't of-ten. I had even made us switch machines at one point because I was sure that his one was the winning one whereas I was on the losing machine.

He pointed out that there was no such thing, and the slot machine was all about luck. Something that I ob-viously didn't possess.

"You're not upset because you haven't won any-thing are you?"

I shook my head as he held onto my hand. I thought maybe he would pull me in for a kiss like he had done before at the wheel. Instead, he let go of me and turned his attention to the slots. I was more upset about the kiss that he had promised if he won.

Was he toying with me?

One minute he was all over me and the next, he was all over the damn slots that he never wanted to play in the first place. Even when he gave me the kiss, it was o