Chapter 12

The lights of the casino twinkled and shone all around them. She had pulled Eric by the hand to the penny slots she had found the night before and he watched in amusement as she pressed the buttons. He couldn't stop the laughter from escaping his throat when she hopped up and down on the high stool in front of the machine and clapped her hands at her winnings.

"Very good, lover. You're up ten dollars."

"I'm rich!" She laughed and punched the button to cash out. He led her by the hand over to the roulette tables. He soon realized this was a bad idea. A bad idea for his ego anyway. He looked at his pile of chips and then to hers. She caught his scowl and laughed.
"Sore loser."

"I am not." He huffed.

"Jealous." She grinned and placed her bets around the table. Her birthday, Gran's, Jason's, the day she and Eric had been bonded and the number 12, her softball jersey number in high school.

"Why do you choose these numbers?" He leaned forward and bet on black.

"You'll laugh." He scowled again as the dealer swept away his chips and pushed another large stack toward Sookie.

"I seriously doubt it." She leaned over and kissed him, his sour expression fading.

"Let's go out and walk around." She smiled at the dealer as she scooped up her chips. Eric handed him two chips and nodded his head as he helped her carry all her winnings. She literally bounced with excitement as she cashed out the chips.

"I like roulette." She handed him the $546 dollars she had won with the $100 dollar bill Eric had given her. With a shake of his head, he placed the cash in his wallet.

"You are a constant source of entertainment, my lover. Come, let me show you the city."