Elena's POV

"Another round?"

Maya held up the wine bottle, waving it toward my glass. Her smile was easy and relaxed as she looked around at everyone gathered on the deck.

I nodded and held out my glass, watched her pour, the red liquid catching the light from the deck lamps, even though I knew I shouldn't.

My head was already tipsy, and everything felt too close and too loud.

The kids were finally asleep below deck, which meant the adults had taken over, drinks flowing freely as we sat ...