Chances Novels & Stories

he explained. Camden's mind raced. One in four? She only had a one in four chance that this was going to be successful? How was she going to convince Clayton? And could she be upset if he didn't want her to go through with it?

"Let them see it that way. I'm sure Emmett has already drawn the same conclusion. The question is, what will they do when we succeed just once?" Jared, still stressed out, ran a hand through his hair. "Jack, gambling isn't that easy." His doubt was there—but his curiosity was stronger. I leaned forward, resting my elbows on the table. "Jared, when you throw a coin, do you know the odds of it landing sideways?" Jared blinked, caught off guard. "Sideways? You're kidding." "Nope." I smirked. "It's 0.01666666%—or 1 in 6,000. A ridiculous probability, sure, but not impossible."

I looked very confused as I tried pinching myself to wake up from this bad dream. Matt and I were high school sweethearts. We had been together for ten years and I had no doubt in my mind that he was the one I would be spending the rest of her life with. When he finally popped the question last month I was so excited that I screamed a big yes. So this whole conversation with Matt right now was a lot confusing, “But why?” “You know my mom and sister don’t like you and I can’t marry a girl who’s going to destroy my family” Matt spat out.

Caspien danced, letting the music take him wherever. He couldn't see Arkin anymore. Just a while ago, he was surrounded by several women, including a famous actress. Caspien didn't notice he was drifting away. He just kept drinking, grabbing whatever was on the trays that passed by him. He didn't even know what he was drinking. All he knew was that there was a sweet, burning sensation in his throat.

They had one of the most well-known ICT companies in the United States and they were going very well on the European market, thanks to Richard's brilliant ideas. “Marie, at some point I will do it, I promise you. But, my love, be careful what you wish for because you just might get it. Having me at home all day might be a lot to take in after a few days," Chris said as he approached his wife and kissed her lightly on the cheek. “Not a chance! I'd love to spend more time with you, maybe going away somewhere, while we still have the strength to do it,” Marie added and put her head on Christopher's shoulder.

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I plunged on, like an idiot. "There are four basic cases I have had to consider. Possibility One," I said ticking it off on the fingers of my left hand. "There is some minor chance that each of you would welcome me asking them out. What chance? I have no fucking idea. There is also a much greater chance," I went on, ticking off a second finger, "that neither of you is actually interested in going out with me. Finally, there is also an indeterminable chance that one of you does, and the other one does not. And vice versa, of course," I said, ticking off fingers three and four. I had stopped looking at either one of them and just stared at the floor as I ground on, baring my dilemma to them bo

Boy, do I miss it, but I’ll die first before I lose this bet. I know I tease Chance about using my hand, but until now, I still haven’t broken down and done that, but my willpower is fading. I think I’m going to give in and put my hand into action soon. I sigh. Chance smiles across the table at me and chimes, “Hey, did I win the bet already? It has only been 10 days.” Next to him, Paul shakes his head. “Alex, you can’t give in yet.”

Picking out clothes shouldn't be this hard. I finally give up and plop down on my bed. Glancing over at my dresser, I see the long piece of paper that ripped any hope I had of an easy resolution to shreds. I pick it up and look at it again, hoping the words say something different this time. But as I read, my dream doesn't become a reality. Probability of paternity: 99.99%