The warmth on my wrist hadn't faded, even with Leonardo halfway across the pool deck now, shaking hands with a silver-haired man in a linen blazer like nothing had happened at all.
"Okay, seriously." Maya was still gripping my arm, voice pitched low with barely-contained glee. "You need to tell me everything he said to you before I got here. Every single word."
"I already told you…"
"You told me the summary. I want the director's cut." Maya glanced over her shoulder toward Leonardo, then back at me, grinning. "Because from where I was standing, that man looked like he wanted to throw Bryan into the pool and then drown him personally."
I laughed despite myself, though my eyes drifted, unbidden, back toward Leonardo. He was nodd
