Chapter 13

Before her fist could connect, he hooked his arm into her elbow, stepped into her at an angle so one of his feet was behind her, and shoved her backward to trip her over his foot. Except he didn't trip her. He grabbed her by the arms before she went down.

"You're good. Where'd you learn to fight?" Ramsey asked, making sure she had her balance before he stepped back.

Echo puffed the stray hairs out of her face. "Childhood, basically. I grew up with five brothers."

"Think you can block?"

She smirked. "I never block."

He tipped up his chin in acknowledgement, the action as arrogant as his stupid arched eyebrow. "Humor me. You might need to block someday." 

"I doubt it."

"Echo's going to block using the same techniques I just did," he announced to the class, his tone light but final at the same time.

He started to turn away, but then launched himself at her.