/Samantha/
I gave him a whack to the chest. I made a pouting face and stuck my bottom lip out while saying, "Hey, I'm not that horrible." He laughed, then leaned in close to me and gently bit it, sucking on it in a way that made me forget how hungry I was.
"That is how terrible you are. Do you believe there was a lot of money in that container? "He inquired with a sneer on his face.
"How much is fifty dollars?" I asked him, appearing ashamed that I had spent fifty dollars of his money, and he laughed again while kissing the top of my head. "How much?" When he didn't tell me, I was confused, so I questioned him.
He uttered it with a shrug, and I screamed out loud. "There was $250 in there, Samantha," he continued.
"You're f**king fooling me" I yelled, and then I realized where I was, so I put my hand over my mouth. He laughed and put his hand over mine, and we both covered our mouths with our hands.
"No I'm not f**king kidding you, did you have fun?" When he looked into my eyes, he remarked, "Yeah, of course you did. You loved the slots, didn't you?" While he continued to keep my hand over my mouth, I gave him a slight nod.
"Well good, that's all that counts, and furthermore, I did well at the blackjack table," he remarked with a chuckle as he released his grip on my hand. "I did well at the blackjack table."
"You did?" I inquired with a grin on my face, and he responded with a broad grin while his eyes sparkled with enthusiasm.
"Yep, hold out your hand," he said as he dug around in his pocket for something. "I had to spend $1,500 on my bet but, what's mine is yours now Mrs. Williams," he added as he dropped four small poker chips into my hand. "What's mine is yours now Mrs. Williams." I yanked it back to get a better look at them, but I had no clue what they were. I shrugged my shoulders and looked up at Henry, who was watching me and waited for my reaction. He raised his eyebrows and then nodded back down to the chips. The chips had numbers across the centre of them.
I took another look at them, and this time I noticed that there was one that was green and black, one that was yellow and black, one that was blue and black, and one that was red and black. I spun them around and looked at them more closely. The blue one had the number $50,000 printed on it, and I let out an audible cry.
"What the heck, Henry! you won $50,000?" When I looked at his face, I almost let out a scream. He gritted his teeth and gave a hasty glance around before saying, "Oh crap, okay; I really shouldn't have yelled that in the middle of the pub." He got fifty thousand dollars, but he only spent one thousand and five hundred dollars?
He gave a little chuckle and shook his head before saying, "No, Samantha." I exhaled slowly and thought to myself, "Okay, that's not right; you can't win fifty thousand dollars in an hour and a half." My hands were full of chips, and he began to move them around and separate them. When he said, "This one is worth $50,000," he was pointing to the blue one.
My breath froze in my throat as I realized that he had actually won $50,000. Then he indicated the yellow one and added, "This one is worth $20,000," holy crap he won seventy thousand dollars? He added with a grin, "The green ones, two thousand." "And this one," he added while touching the red one, "is worth $100,000," he said while laughing. "And this one," he continued while touching the blue one.
As my breath became trapped in my throat, I clenched my fingers around the chips as tightly as I could in case I dropped them or something else. Did I hear correctly that he earned one hundred seventy two thousand dollars? I take that you're making some sort of joke here? Is there any way that could work? I was having trouble breathing, my heart was racing, and I had a slight feeling of vertigo. "Shit Samantha! Take a seat, how are you doing? "As he hurriedly helped me sit down in a chair, he asked me the question.
While he was hugging me and rubbing my forehead, he asked the bartender if he could get a glass of water for his wife. As he did this, he pulled me into an embrace. While he was on his knees in front of me, he murmured, "It's okay, Samantha, shit you're scaring me." I stretched out and took his hand, then pushed the chips back into his palm and closed his fingers around them. My fingers had been hurting from holding them for so long since I was gripping them so tightly.
I shook my head and accepted the glass of water that the bartender was offering me while he remarked, "I told you that's yours." As he tried to deliver it to me, he continued, "I told you it's yours." It became simpler for me to breathe, and the cloudiness that had been surrounding my head began to lift. I started to feel better. Henry had just been sitting in front of me, pressing his forehead against mine while he rubbed my hands and looked concernedly at me.
"You won $172,000?" After regaining my composure, I spoke the phrase in a hushed tone.
After giving me a passionate kiss on the forehead, he nodded and added, "We won, it's yours too."
I asked him, "Henry, is this a joke because if it is it's not funny," narrowing my eyes at him. He grinned at me, and I could see from the look on his face that he wasn't trying to be funny. "You really did didn't you!" I responded with a smile, and he nodded before grabbing me in a bear hug and turning me around in a circle.
He nodded and winked at me before saying, "Now we can surely get a place."
Oh my goodness. Playing cards had just awarded Henry a prize of 172,000 dollars. He grabbed my hand and attempted to place the chips back into it, but I quickly closed my palm into a fist to prevent this from happening. When I passionately kissed Henry and told him, "I don't want your money," he nibbled my lip and I eagerly opened my mouth. When he slipped his tongue in, I forgot about everything else and the only thing that mattered to me was him.
"I don't want your money," I said as I continued to passionately kiss him. I took a quick glance around and noticed that the women's restrooms were not far away. I quickly grabbed his shirt and made a break for it, shutting the door behind me and locking it.
He asked Mrs. Williams, who was standing nearby, "What are you up to?" while gazing about in bewilderment.
Henry, I bit my lip as passion seized control of my body and murmured, "I want you right now." A slow smile formed across his face as he moved closer to me. "I want you right now," I said. I can't believe how much I loved my hubby.
After we were through, he helped me dress and then took my hand and led me out of the restroom. On the way out, I saw Susan and Jenna waiting outside the door before going inside.
"Seriously? We had been standing around outside for around twenty minutes in anticipation of the arrival of the restroom "Susan replied with a chuckle.
"I apologize, but when you have to go, you have to go. Is that correct, Mrs. Williams?" Henry said chuckling. Henry took me to the closest restaurant to eat, and as we went, I winked at Rach and giggled to myself.
"So, what kind of food are you craving right now? Steak? Lobster?" I grinned at him, he looked like a kid opening presents on Christmas morning, he remarked with a smirk on his face.
After I told the waitress that I would like a cheeseburger, curly fries, and no salad, she smiled seductively at Henry, who didn't even realize that she was there. Henry didn't even acknowledge the waitress.
"Err, it seems to make sense. I'd like to order the same thing, but could you also bring me some coleslaw? "He said this while he was holding my hand and fiddling with my rings.
The waitress heaved a sigh of exasperation as she observed him fidgeting with my rings and then glanced in my direction before heading back to the kitchen to place our order. I can empathize with the poor woman because just looking at him makes me feel the same way she does.
"So I was thinking when we get back we need to really sort out money and stuff. I mean, instead of opening a new account we could just add your name to mine," he said nonchalantly as if something like this occurred on a daily basis. "So I was thinking when we get back we need to really sort out money and stuff." I was choking on my orange juice, which caused him to look at me in an odd way. While gently massaging the side of my face, he asked me, "Are you okay, Samantha bear?"
"What exactly are you talking about when you mention accounts, Henry? Do you mean anything similar to bank accounts?" I questioned in disbelief.
He replied with a shrug, "Well yeah, of course, we're married now, what's mine is yours, it's easier though if we just add you on, I could put that money in there straight away then." "Well yeah, of course, we're married now, what's mine is yours," he added. When he saw that I was staring at him with my mouth wide open, he exclaimed, "What?" and then laughed as he closed my mouth with one finger.
I sobbed as I shook my head and told Henry that just because we were married did not imply that I was entitled to half of his income.
He shrugged and said, "I know that Samantha bear but what I'm saying is, it doesn't matter if you want it, we're married now half of everything I have IS yours, hell, you can have everything, all I want is you." He nodded. "I know that Samantha bear but what I'm saying is, it doesn't matter if you want it, we're married now half of everything I have IS yours." What a cute thing for this young man to say, ugh, he's such a romantic!
"Henry, that's really sweet honestly, but I" I said but he cut me off.