“Nice costume,” he said. “Ditto. I can tell you put a lot of thought into yours.”Amusement curled his mouth. “If you don’t like it, I can take it off.”

“I had fun last night,” I told Patch, flicking off my chin strap and handing over my helmet. “I’m officially in love with your sheets.” “That the only thing you’re in love with?””Nope. Your mattress, too.”Some smile crept into Patch’s eyes. “My bed’s an open invitation.”