Stride meandered nearer, grinning like the cat that ate the cream. It made me want to try my newfound skills out on him. On both of them, even though Aimes hung back and watched us closely.

Under the weight of Aimes's gaze, I remembered last night's dream - the good parts when I thought it was him - and felt my cheeks flame.

"I'm a little bit impressed, Harlow," Stride said. "I didn't know you had it in you."

I tore my gaze away from Aimes and licked my lips. "Gee, ...