With a big sigh, Maddie stepped on Connor’s sneaker and shifted even more in front of him. “You’ve been hiding information from me.”

Dom shrugged. “Of course.”

Connor hadn’t expected that response. From Maddie’s stuttering, he didn’t think she did either.

“You’re not denying it?” she asked, sounding stunned by the idea.

“I thought you knew.”

“Why would I . . .” As soon as her voice grew louder, it cut off. After a few noticeable breaths, she started again. “Dom, I need to know who comes on and off the island.”

“So you’ve said.”

Since her plan about reasoning with the man wasn’t working, Connor took a shot. “She’s in danger.”

Maddie stepped down harder on his foot. “Don’t tell him that.”

But it was too late. Dom had his arms crossed in front of him and his full attention on Maddie now. “From what?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Someone’s threatening her. She needs the intel so that she’s prepared.” Connor swore under his breath. “Now I’m using that stupid word.”

Intel? Her flair for the dramatic was rubbing off on him. If he didn’t have the promise of more kissing and the potential for some serious touching ahead of him, he’d be tempted to demand answers and generally take over. But he knew she would hate that, understandably, so he refrained. But it took a lot of effort to do it.

Dom nodded his chin in her general direction. “Who’d you piss off?”

“I’m not sure.”

Dom made a humming sound, as if he were mentally debating his options. “You don’t think the person lives on Whitaker? Makes sense they would. You’re on everyone’s calls, up in their business. Some people don’t like that.”

“I run the island’s answering service.”

Dom snorted. “Why are you telling me things I know?”

And they had circled back to Dom being short and annoying, so Connor stepped in again. “In the last few months has anyone come onto the island without Maddie knowing?”

“How do I know what she knows?”

This guy . . . “Did you tell her about all of the people who came here?”

Dom touched the brim of his hat, lowering it despite the lack of sun. “About some.”

“I told you I needed to know about everyone, whether they stayed or left the same day.” The words rushed out of Maddie now, raw and uncontrolled.

“I figured you were nosy. Don’t like nosy people.”

Her glare matched the lack of patience in her voice. “This is unbelievable.”

“Only one guy came onto Whitaker and didn’t leave again. Actually, he came here three times. He only left again twice, so I’m thinking he’s still here unless he left on a private boat.”

“Who is it?” Connor asked.

Dom shook his head. “I don’t know his name.”