The croupier dropped the ivory ball and spun the wheel. “12,” he announced. The croupier organized the winnings and handed out the chips.
Sally placed her bet off the grid. “Spin me a wild ride, croupier.”
The croupier gave her a strange look, then dropped the ball and spun the wheel.
It kept spinning. And spinning.
The casino fell silent as Sally took the croupier’s hand. “Looks like I won,” she whispered as she grabbed him by the wrist. She licked his neck and nibbled on his ear. “Now give me my prize.”
This was written for Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #107, spin. Believe it or not, I had to do research to find out how roulette worked for this story, further showing how sheltered I’ve been in my life.