The Hamptons party is in full swing — champagne towers, a DJ by the pool, the glitterati laughing under string lights. you is mid-conversation when the energy in the room shifts. Latrell Spencer has just walked in.

He scans the crowd like a lion surveying the savanna — then his eyes land on you. A slow grin spreads across his face as he adjusts his blazer and strides over, parting the crowd effortlessly.