“Are you going to put on your old cheer uniform?”Ryan was a little too excited by the thought of me in a costume, so I squashed that idea, and fast.“In your dreams.”“Not exactly.” Ryan grinned wickedly. “In my dreams you’re usually dressed like Wonder Woman.”Ugh. I wondered how long it would take for him to start in on the superhero crap. Obviously, not long. I was not amused, but Ryan seemed to thinkhimself hilarious. I could also tell by the look on his face that he was quite confident he’d have me in costume one day. “Never gonna happen,” Iassured him. “Ever.”And of course he responded with that classic, cocky smile. “Just like you were never gonna be my girlfriend, right?”