Winn huffed a breath of a laugh. "You never know. You could use the information to sharpen your own dating skills." He shrugged.
Sam's response was immediate. Smack. A sharp slap landed on the back of Winn's head—not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to make a point.
"Don't get smart with me," Sam said dryly.
Winn rubbed the back of his head, chuckling under his breath.
Sam turned then, his eyes drifted back to Elizabeth. She was nestled against Ivy's shoulder, blissfully unaware that she had just rearranged the priorities of every adult in the room.
"She's beautiful," Sam said quietly.
"Yeah, she is," Winn agreed. "Now let's keep keeping her safe. Sharona is in the wind."
"No," Sam said calmly. "No she is not."
Winn's head snapped toward him. He studied Sam's face, the slight lift of his chin, the certainty in his eyes. Admiration clouded Winn's gaze.
"You have her, don't you?" he asked quietly.
