Yeah?” Liam lifted his hat and smoothed a hand over the top of his hair. “You a friend of Wyatt’s?” Oh, how to answer that question. I looked at Noël. He looked at me. “We met here—” I started. “Well, on the way here.” “We met in Dallas.” “Wyatt rescued me in Dallas.” “We found out we were both flying to Cancun—” “To the same resort!”