“No one’s keeping secrets from you, Al. Well, yes, Simone did, but that’s different. And you know what Leanne’s like. She gets wrapped up in this hippy bullshit and it was really intense in there. Isaac pretty much forced her to talk about her childhood.”

Al glares at me and, for a second, I think she’s going to hit me. Instead, she twists and lands a punch on the cherry-red wall behind us. There’s a crack as her knuckles make contact with the wood, and she winces with pain as she sinks to her knees.

“Let me see that.” I reach for her right hand but she pulls away, her fingers cradled to her chest.

“You’re not the only one who’s wary of Isaac,” I say.

“You’re just saying that.”

“Am I? Kane and Isaac swapped places during my massage without telling me, and Isaac felt me up.”

Her jaw drops. “You’re kidding?”

“I’m not.”

“What did he do?”

“He touched my tit.”

“He grabbed your tits? Fuck, Emma.” She immediately pulls herself back to her feet. “That’s sexual abuse.”

“He didn’t grab them, it was more like …” The base of my throat grows warm. “… he tweaked one of my nipples as he was running his hands up my sides.”

“Tweaked?” She makes the motion with her left hand. “Deliberately?”

“Well, no, it wasn’t rough, it was … I don’t know … it was probably an accident.”

“You wouldn’t have mentioned it if you really believed that.”

“I …” I shake my head. “I don’t know.”

“Have you told Daisy?”

“No. I thought she’d go off the deep end at him.”

“And so she should.”

“Please, Al.” I gesture for her to sit down on her mattress. The mood she’s in, she’ll storm into Isaac’s study and swing for him. “Can we drop it? I don’t want to spoil our holiday by making a fuss about something that might have been an accident. Seriously, if I were scared of Isaac, would I really have just sat in a room with him?”

“If you’re sure?” She looks at me intently but sits down as requested.

“I’m sure. Can we just forget I said anything? And please don’t tell Leanne or Daisy.”

She looks thoughtful. “You know Daisy slept with Johan because she was pissed off with Isaac, don’t you? And I think she’s a bit pissed off with you, too, for flirting with him at the welcome meeting.”

“I didn’t flirt with him.”

“That’s not what she thinks.”