Chapter 16: Sebastian

"All this jumping up and down, winning tonight. Shit, I'm starving. What about you?"

Emma nodded and that was when I noticed that she wasn't playing anymore. I had gotten kind of wrapped up and lost in the whole winning thing. Maybe I hadn't paid her enough attention and she was getting bored of the whole thing.

"Well, you did say that you wanted to play the slots..." I teased her as I tried to tickle her, but she was holding on to her glass as if her life depended on it.

I had never seen someone sip so slowly on gin and tonic. It was obvious that she didn't drink much as she frowned every time she drank it. Which was the com-plete opposite of Sophia, who seemed to never stop drinking. Then again, she did entertain a lot as part of her role. Journalism was just another word for celebrity spy-ing in New York. Sophia had accused me of being cyni-cal and invited me to a celebrity party, which had only proved that my theory was true.

"Do you want to eat?"

She laughed as she f