I’d thought Powder would recommend something cute or fitted, but she’d said to stick to the usual and add a red sports bra. The flashes of red were supposed to intrigue him more than an obvious display. I grabbed my bag and waved at my roommate. “I’m headed off to train with Max Stone.” Eva didn’t look up from her English text. “Uh huh. Have fun.” “Okay.” I got to the lot and walked straight to Warehouse 47 and then over to Max, who was already working out. “Bet you wondered if I’d show.” Max started our warm up. “I knew you’d show. I wondered if you’d stick it out the whole time.” A dig at my ditching him, I breathed out, refusing to let him get to me and copied his moves. “I don’t break that easy.” I opened my mouth and clicked my teeth at him, in a mocking reflection of a bite. He raised his dark eyebrows and paused a moment as if fighting a grin.
