Things We Never Got Over (Knockemout, #1)

by Lucy Score

Naomi didn’t see a scary biker sort-of-criminal making that proclamation. She saw a cuddly, tattooed fairy godfather. When she tossed her arms around his neck and gave him a noisy kiss on the cheek, I saw the man actually smile. A feat previously thought to be impossible. “For that reaction, you’ll keep mine as well,” Lucian said. Naomi whooped and rounded the table and kissed him loudly on the cheek. Ian and Winona did the same and laughed through Naomi’s stranglehold hugs. “Get that niece of yours something pretty,” Winona told her. Christ on a cracker, exactly how much of her autobiography had she shared with them? “I’m, uh, just gonna hang on to mine,” Tanner said, pulling back the chips he’d loaned her. The rest of the table glared at him. “Cheap-ass,” Winona said. “Come on. It’s been a rough week,” he whined. “In that case, here’s a tip from me,” Naomi said, handing over a $100 chip. The woman was a sucker. And it looked like Tanner was officially in love. “Ladies, gentlemen, what do you say we call it a night? I hear there’s a band out front tonight. We could steal one or two of Knox’s private bottles and reminisce about the good old days,” Ian suggested. “Only if Lucy promises me a dance,” Winona said. I waited until they’d cashed out and exited the room, leaving Naomi and me alone. She looked up from the pile of cash they’d left in front of her. It was one hell of a tip. “Can we leave the lecture for tomorrow so I can just enjoy?” “Fine,” I said through gritted te...