‘What the hell possessed you idiots to bet that’ I hissed, shoving him against Mark’s Challenger, ‘Did you think I wouldn’t find out about i...?’ He sighed, slouching down onto the ground, not bothering to look up and meet my eyes. ‘I told Mark you’d be pissed. We figured you wouldn’t find out and even if you did, well, it’s not that big of a deal, Aimee.’ I took a few steps back. Not that big of a deal? How was my four close male friends making a bet about which of the two newest guys could. It had proved to be a great idea. The patches were incredibly effective.It meant that I didn't get mobbed upon arriving in camp. People greeted me and the girls but that was it. Emma led the reunion and there was a little kissing, a little caressing and some groping, but nothing else. On one hand it was a major relief. The thought of Tilly jumping me before I'd even gotten out of the Argo had crept into my mind on the way home. I hadn't been looking forward to it. On the other hand, not having. ”Arlene was shaking her head. “Our husband could do that because he’s a Colonel while I was just appointed head of this unit — a seventeen-year-old girl. I need to outthink Worthington, or I’m going to come over as picking on him.”“Bullshit,” Ann snarled. “You were given the position of Wing Commander because someone had to train the aviators. Only Jeff knew how to fly the interceptors, and you kicked everybody’s ass in training except him. Worthington is an arrogant prick who almost got his. I tried asking if there was anything in particular she wanted to work on, but after pointedly glancing towards the other passengers on the train she didn't bother to reply. Instead she gave me a look that telegraphed, 'With you? Is that a joke?'Alright, so maybe I'm putting words in her mouth, but by the time we exited the Metro I was losing patience with her apathetic attitude. I knew my 'First Date' was supposed to be a humbling experience and had anticipated having a difficult or demanding.