She wasn’t the gambling type. She stayed away from the high risk, high stakes games. Especially ones concerning her heart. She was more the self-preservation type. But there was something oddly intriguing about him. Something that kept her coming back around.
He seemed so sure and at ease. He was laid back like nothing could shake him. Best poker face she had ever seen. She wished she could be more like that. Before she realized it was her turn – was she going to fold or go all in? Deep breath, eyes closed, she pushed all her chips to the middle of the table.
She wasn’t sure if the feeling was normal. Odd calmness and happy butterflies came over her all at the same time. He laid his hand of cards out on the table and she hers. They walked away from the table hand in hand, both all in, no matter what the stakes.