“I believe this is a bigger straight than yours, Lucian,” she said. The table erupted in cheers. “You just won $22,000,” Winona told her. “Holy shit! Holy shit!” Naomi looked up at me, and the joy on her face was a sucker punch to my windpipe. “Congratulations. Now get your ass up,” I said, still capable of being an ass. Lucian groaned. “Suckered in by those innocent eyes. Every damn time.”
