I arched a brow. “Yeah, you know you do, but you don’t really believe it or trust yourself. If you did, you wouldn’t be setting every damn thing on fire every time you get horny.”

Her cheeks flushed pink. “I do not!”

I smirked.

“That was like once or twice.” She threw up her hands. “Okay, maybe four times. I didn’t this morning.” A light sparked in her eyes. “Then again, maybe that just means you were slacking.”

“Is that so? Me slacking?” I laughed. “Babe, if you’d been any more ready this morning, the whole damn dorm would’ve caught on fire.”

Her entire face went red this time, but that spark in her eyes turned into a flame, and I knew her mind was back in the bed, when I was thanking her for the lovely gift of her breasts.

Josie blinked and muttered, “Assface.”

“Got a new nickname for you.”

“Oh. I can’t wait to hear this.”

Dipping my chin, I grinned as she watched me. “Anytime you get around me, you get so ready, I’m just going to start calling you Slip ‘N Slide.”

She choked on a strangled laugh. “Oh my God, that’s terrible. If I ever hear you say that again, I might hurt you, Seth. For real.”

Chuckling, I nodded at the dummy. “Tap into the wind, Josie. Feel it coursing through you. You got this.”

Josie’s nose wrinkled and then she focused on the dummy. Her hands closed into fists again. Her shoulders rose, and I felt it then—the small ripple of power. It flowed in the distance between us, washing over my skin. The kiss of power—of aether being tapped into and used—felt like stepping out into the summer sun.

Locking my jaw, I shifted my stance as I drew in a deep, steady breath and focused on Josie, only her, until the enticing wave of power dissipated.

Lightning cracked overhead. Fat, dark clouds began to form. I lifted my chin, sighing as a raindrop smacked off the bridge of my nose.

“Shoot,” she muttered, shoulders drooping.

I pursed my lips as I watched the gray clouds break apart. “We’re lucky,” I announced dryly. “You’re not going to drench us this time.”

“Shut up.”

My lips quirked up. “Try again.”

Josie did just that. Lightning cracked again. She set the chair I’d dragged out on fire. The dummy started to smoke at some point, but then the quick shower she summoned put the fire out.

The fedora was a loss.

Finally, near lunchtime, Josie got it. She summoned the element of air, lifting the dummy up and holding it there for several moments.