Zeda started screaming in delight when Lucian changed gears, her hair flying behind her. They laughed hysterically, and Zeda wished they could do this every day.

The drink had helped, just as he promised. She felt light and free, not drunk, which made the experience even more thrilling.

"Now I know why your demon is always calm when you ride a bike," Zeda said when Lucian slowed to a cruise.

His only reply was a soft chuckle.

"You mentioned music, too, when you talked about how you calm ...