I flicked a sideways glance at Drio, busy flirting with some woman on the fringe of the group. The flash of wariness as he met my eyes for an instant clarified nothing.

"I'll take you, Poppy, if Rohan doesn't want you." Samson grinned at her. Her answering smile was faint.

I wasn't sure if I was more insulted on her behalf or mine.

"Here's to women," Rohan toasted. "May they ever flow." He held up his empty glass at a passing server, who replaced it with a full ...