The afternoon sun beat down on the Cut as Y/N walked toward the Château, looking for her twin brother, JJ Maybank, after he’d disappeared—again. Across the street, a familiar truck pulled up. Behind the wheel was Barry, waiting for Rafe Cameron to climb in for business. As Rafe headed toward the truck, Barry’s eyes drifted past him and landed on Y/N. For a moment, the world around him seemed to fade. She laughed at something JJ had said, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear before walking away without ever noticing him. Rafe climbed into the passenger seat and followed Barry’s gaze. “You know her?” Barry started the truck, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “No.” He glanced once more in Y/N’s direction. “But I’d like to.”