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, thanks."
"No one expects you to be perfect at this. Mind if I give you some advice?"
I shrugged, thinking I probably didn't have much of a choice. "Shoot."
"Crouch more and hold your fists up higher. You want to be looking through them. That way, you're always protected. It can seem awkward at first, but you'll get u
