Dominic gave me a slight nod. "Pleasure."

Even his voice sounded like it could buy you or bury you, and you wouldn't know which until it was too late.

I blinked again. My throat was suddenly dry. "Hi…"

Marco looked at me, then back at him. "And…" He hesitated. The knuckle of his right index finger cracked once, sharp, as if bracing for the blast radius. "He's also your husband-to-be."

I froze.

My ears rang. My heart stopped.

"What?" I whispered.