Now everybody’s smiling.”

I put a palm against the stone and pulled myself toward the shallow steps.

My phone remained in the pocket sewn into the lining of my dress.

I could feel it against my hip.

“You think that was funny?”

“Of course it was funny.”

He offered his hand.

I ignored it and climbed out myself.

Water ran from my hem onto the terrace tiles.

Graham glanced toward the guests, then back at me.

“Don’t make this bigger than it is.”

I wrung water from one sleeve.

“Remember exactly what you just did to me.”

He gave me a quick look, as though he had expected me to join the laughter by then.