I usher Daphne into the room then, where she’s warmly greeted first by Rafe, who presses a brotherly kiss to her cheek – making her blush – and then by Jesse, who kisses her hand like a Duchess, making her laugh.
“Hi,” Luca says, stepping forward with his hand out, his dimples on full display as he greets my friend. “I’m Luca Gra-“
“Oh, no need,” Daphne interrupts, smiling at him as she presses his hand. “I know who you all are – Luca Grant, Ben Ternicki,” she peers around Rafe to where Jackson is hiding, “Jackson McClintock.”
“Impressive,” Rafe says, raising his eyebrows at her. “How do you know all that?”
“Well,” she says, grinning at my brother, “your dad pays me a lot of money to keep all of this information ready in my mind,” she says, tapping her temple with her forefinger and ma
