GIOVANNI’S POV
I watched Arya flip the coin with an intensity that was probably excessive for a simple game, but something about seeing her like this made warmth spread through my chest.
The coin spun in the air, catching the cabin lights, and landed on the table between us.
Tails.
Her face fell immediately. "No. No, that's… flip it again."
"That's not how coin tosses work, dolcezza," I said, unable to keep the amusement from my voice. "One flip down. You're already behind."
She huffed and rolled her eyes."This is rigged. You rigged the coin somehow."
"It's a quarter.” I said in a manner-of-fact tone. “An American quarter that's been in circulation for years. How exactly would I rig it?"
She glared at me, and I couldn't help but lean forward, letting my voice drop. "You know what I
