"It would be the first." she said with a smile that hinted at amusment as she sipped the drink she'd had no intention of drinking and now found she needed. He won a flush and she mentally cursed. The next few hands did little to ease the knot of fear that settled in the pit of her stomach. What if she was wrong?<br/><br/>"Wishful thinking love." Ever said with a playful wink winning back a bit of her money if not much. "Wishful thinking." she repeated with an easy smile as she glance at her cards tapping them on the table the way she always did when she was going to make a big play.