Ginger had intended to be awake before Sam. She had intended to make him his favorite eggs, and have Amy all ready in her high chair, all tidy and bathed with ribbons in her hair. She had intended to make a really good impression on Sam, let him know that this was what she wanted ( Read more... )

((Continued from here.))The plane journey back to Vegas was, for the most part, spent in silence. Ginger stared blankly out of the window, watching the patterns in the clouds. Her thoughts weren't particularly coherent, flitting from self pity to how tiny the trees looked below ( Read more... )

Ginger's escapades in LA had gone horribly wrong. What should have been a fun night in a casino, shafting her date of a few thousand dollars, had ended up with her down at LAPD's HQ filling out a fucking deposition. If Hallenbeck didn't keep his word that her deposition would remain classified, she was fucked. Her name brought up in the trial of ( Read more... )

Prompt #162 from theatrical_muse
Name : Ginger McKenna-Rothstein
Fandom : Casino
Word count : 219
Topic: I never thought I'd say this, but…"Yes, I'll marry you ( Read more... )